Winter Flower

Some fairy tales have happy endings, some have tragic ones, but there are also some fairy tales that never really end. Let's say, the story of a crown prince who was never crowned, a younger brother who pursued pseudo revenge, a lotus princess who never became a lotus flower, or the story of siblings who were banished without breadcrumbs. For a long time hanging around without any certainty, the tales accidentally unite to achieve the same goal. Being in the same side. Fight against the same enemy. Seize the happy ending, because the darkness doesn't deserve it.

“I want to go home,” “You think you can come into my territory without my permission and then decide when you leave?” He said, “That is not possible,” “Please Let me go,” I pleaded. “You are mine now,” ~•^•*•^•*•^•*•^•*•^•*•^•*•^•*•^•*•~ Blue Winter had entered into the most feared and ruthless wolf pack territory with a burning desire for vengeance against those who had taken her father’s life. But what she doesn't know is that she is mated to the Alpha of the pack responsible for her dad’s death.

Accused of murdering her father, Scarlett is forced into slavery and bought by Alpha Lycan Winter Drayonne, he strips her of rank and pride, reducing the daughter of an Alpha to the lowest Omega in his pack. Her new duty is to tend to his heavily pregnant Luna, his child in her belly, and him who now owns her body but will never touch her soul. Following the death of his mate at childbirth, Winter develops a possessive interest in her, dragging her from the shadows of servitude into the blistering heat of his gaze, deciding the only way to silence his ghosts is to tame her. He will make her kneel. He will make her crave. He will make her his, until the only name she remembers is the one he growls against her throat. Caught between an Alpha who would burn the world to possess her and a forbidden ember reigniting with River Kedalf, the silver-eyed Delta who still tastes her name like forbidden wine and would bleed the world dry to free her, Scarlett must decide: kneel as the Omega he craves… or ride with River to seek her revenge against the people that hurt her. In a court where love is a leash and desire draws blood, only the untamed survive.

One winter night at a strip club, their lives intertwine. Twenty four hours later, Jeanine, the girl from the strip club, was getting married to multi millionaire, Aiden. She signed the contract, agreeing to be his wife for only a year. She hated his cold demeanor, his aggressiveness and his nonchalance. She is not his type but she’s his because she’s married to him. All along, he doesn’t know that she's all he ever wanted, she was his.

Belladonna; the devil's favorite flower, a slow sentence of death. Silence, pain and insanity. Artemisia was born being the poisonous root of the family, the shadow on the wall that everyone tried not to see. A legend has fallen upon her since childhood: be loved by her and death will come to you as the poisoning by belladonna, slowly and painfully. As a way to escape from her mother's suffocating wings, Artemisia moved into her great aunt's mansion in to start over and wipe all the blood on her hands. But no matter where it is planted, a poisonous plant will always leave its trail morbid.

She's his flower, But also his rain. She's the beauty in his day, But also his night full of pain. - "When Noah looks at you, it's like he's been living in a black and white universe and he just saw colours for the first time. These past weeks not being able to talk to you, all the colour in his life just went away and it's back to black and white and all he's been trying to do is remember what life was like before he knew what colour was."

Bellatrix Fallon has always hated Lycans, even becoming a wolf hunter at eighteen. When a mysterious client offers her a job tied to her parents' strange deaths, she sees a chance for answers. Her mission: spy on the Winter Pack and its Alpha, Alec. It seems simple—until she starts falling for the broken Lycan. As secrets unravel, Bellatrix learns shocking truths about herself and the Lycans, uncovering lies that shaped her life. And then... the prophecy changes everything.

An ancient Texas native legend told the story of a Waya (wolf spirit) who was a guardian of wolves and a mediator between these beasts and men. The natives wait for a time where the wolves will choose another among them. A woman, delicate as a flower and cunning as a serpent, is chosen! Kate Vegas struggles between her fate with the wolves and a normal Kinney County girl's life on a farm near Brackettville. She is easy to smile, playful and kind to everyone. A sweet, beautiful girl could not have enemies, but her fate will bring her face to face with evil. Enemies are bigger than she thinks... She loves justice and will do what she can for everyone she loves.

For she knows that within him is a force that is like that of a hurricane- wild, natural, untamed, and irrepressible. The rate of success to pulled taut as his mate was ever more elusive. Tatiana Kintyre Wilbur Thyagaraja is the Alpha's mate, but due to her drawback of capabilities as his other half, the Alpha despised her to the extent of killing her whole family. Just like a flower who's yet to bloom, she was peeled, bruised, scarred, and most of all, withered by the man who was supposed to be her half. Can she stumble upon a pullback for her way to save herself from damnation? Or perhaps, manipulated by his domination and die within his hands?

He was unlike anything one of our kind should have been. He was evil! And... he was my father! He had a duty as an Alpha to protect the pack, but it soon became apparent, the pack needed protecting from him! Unable to save our pack, My sister Winter and I had been left with no other option but to run for our lives. We hadn't been able to save our pack from our father... now I had to wonder... were we going to be able to save ourselves?