Samantha Tate

Some think I'm cursed. Others think I'm unlucky. But I know what I am. My name is Leora, and I am the Redwood Pack's Alpha's daughter. Well, until my mother died. My father remarried late, so the Pack moved on to new hands. My new stepmother, Amarie, is a spawn of Satan. She gives me to the new Alpha's household as a maidservant as a price for not exiling my father. I become an outcast, abused and punished every single day. On my eighteenth birthday, I find out that I'm mated to the new Alpha's son, Caleb. Enraged, he rejects me, throwing me into the dungeons. In pains, I remain there for days. Then one fateful night, my luck changes. The Lycan King is visiting the Pack to find a mate. Which happens to be me. I'm alone, crying that night, when a towering golden-eyed man charges in and rips the dungeon doors off their hinges. I gasp when he cups my chin, and whispers softly. "Stop crying, mate. I'm here now. And I'll make sure no one ever brings you to tears ever again!" I thought my problems were over then. But it was only the beginning.

"For years, I belonged to him. Not his mate. Not his love. But his bedmate. His Gamma. His shadow in the night. Alpha Calhoun made sure no man dared touch me, no wolf dared look at me. I was his possession, his secret, his sin wrapped in skin. And I endured it all—his rough hands, his dark devotion, his kisses that tasted like fire and chains because at least, for a while, he was mine. Until she returned. His destined mate. His so-called true love. And suddenly, I was nothing. Cast aside, silenced, left to wither in the shadows of a love that had never been mine to claim. But the thing about being claimed by a man like Calhoun… is that he never truly lets you go. ""Try to leave me, Elodie,"" his voice had been a snarl against my throat, his grip bruising my waist. ""I'll burn down every border, tear apart every wolf that stands in my way, until you crawl back to me. You're mine, even if the Moon Goddess herself wants to rip you away."" He didn't know then that I already had one foot out the door. And when I finally left his pack… I took more than just my broken heart with me."

Sera Blackwood does not want a mate. She wants her tattoo shop, her independence, and a life that no one else controls. As the Alpha’s daughter, she was never given that choice. With her eighteenth birthday comes a formal claiming window, a list of approved names, and a stepmother who has already decided Sera’s future for her. Sera’s answer is simple: finish the escape plan she has been building for years, and leave before the pack can close the door. Then a stranger walks into her shop. Dominic Dravyn asks for a full-back piece and pays without flinching. He is quiet, precise, and far too still under her hands. He is also something Sera has spent her whole life refusing to believe in. Her wolf knows him on sight. The bond she never asked for wakes the moment he removes his shirt and shows her the scars mapped across his back. He is not only a client. He is Ashveil. He is here on a mission. And the bloodline secret Sera’s mother died protecting is the exact thing his pack sent him to find. Now the claiming clock is running, enemy operatives are already inside her house, and the only man who has ever seen her clearly is the one man she should not trust. Sera has spent years building an exit. Dominic is the first person who makes her want to stay long enough to fight. She can still run. Or she can choose him and burn every plan she made to survive. In a world where destiny tries to write her future for her, Sera Blackwood intends to write it herself.

Do you believe in Myths? Just when she thinks it can't get any worse, it does. Lucy lost everything four years ago in a rogue attack. She's been abused, starved, rejected, and broken. As her eighteenth birthday approaches, strange things start to happen, things that only happen once every century. She finds friendship in the most unlikely place and escapes to find her true self with the help of the most dangerous Alpha. Warning: This werewolf trilogy is not intended for anyone under the age of 18 or anyone who doesn't enjoy a good spanking. It will take you on adventures around the world, make you laugh, fall in love, crush your heart and possibly leave you drooling.

I was born to be extraordinary, meant to be a powerful force among all creatures. Born to three hybrid werewolves I should have been more powerful, more magical than any creature on this earth. But I am not. My wolf's fur is silver, but I do not possess any of the abilities of a silver wolf. My witch heritage should have been enough for my powers to manifest naturally but they did not. I am nothing more than ordinary. An ordinary disappointment to the family. I am a wolf with no abilities and a human with a smart mouth that gets me into nothing but trouble. Instead of continuing to disappoint my family, I ran, and unknowingly, I ran right into the arms of my mate.

Running for a mate has never been so deadly. In the Springcrest Pack, every year brings an event that unleashes primal desires, unchecked obsessions, and a complex web of power dynamics. It's known as The Mating Run, a dangerous game where the rules are a bit uncertain. Alina takes a daring step to avoid the High Council Elders' judgment in selecting her mate. Desperate to escape their meddling, she signs up for The Mating Run. Will this lead her to freedom or plunge her into the perilous embrace of desire and danger?

“We are gathered here to pay tribute to Lorain Vale, beloved mother…” Five years since I left and swore I’d never come back. I kept that promise until today. My mother died in a home invasion robbery. My older brother stands tall and rigid at my side, dressed in black, jaw clenched so tight I can hear his teeth grind. He left long before I did. Left Mom and me behind like we were inconvenient baggage. I hate him, but I hate his four best friends even more: Theo, Barric, Ronan, and Kade. ****Aria's brother has always kept the world of wolves a secret from her, and driven her out of Blackridge. This is one of the reasons she hates her brother's friends; she believes they have changed him. Aria is considered human, yet she is the last female Sypher—a bloodline believed to be extinct.