Three love stories, one world-this steamy, slow-burn sequel follows new couples finding their fate, desire, and heartbreak in a world where wolves love hard, and the stakes run deeper than ever. *** Ravenna & Darius' story Ravenna was born a disgrace-wolf-less, exiled, and left for dead by her own pack. But death refused her. Rescued after a near-death incident, she awakens with untapped powers, far more dangerous than any wolf. Stolen away by Alpha Darius, a ruthless leader feared across all packs, their meeting sparks chaos: they're fated mates. Bound by a prophecy drenched in blood, Ravenna discovers her lineage holds the key to either salvation or destruction. With an ancient war on the horizon and dark forces hunting her, Ravenna must decide-embrace the unstoppable force within her or let it consume them all. Mia & Dalian's Story Once a fleeting passion, their connection reignites, but love comes with its own dangers. With the weight of what they've endured hanging over them, Mia and Dalian must fight for their love-or lose it forever. Lucian & Emily's Story Lucian's mate is human-and he's kept it a secret. After capturing her during a war, their dangerous connection grows. But Emily doesn't know they're fated, and the truth could destroy everything.
I sat next to the grave, holding the flowers I brought. I just stared at the name on the stone, tears flowing freely from my cheeks.
"It's my birthday, mum," I whispered, my voice barely audible as I stroked the name on the gravestone.
Isla Hale.
My mother, my world, my everything. Dead, gone, and left me all alone in a world where I do not belong.
"It's my birthday," I said again. "And no one remembered. Not even father. He didn't even look my way."
My twenty-one birthday.
The tears were flowing wildly, my vision blurry.
It hurts. It hurts so much to live like I'm invisible, like I'm nothing, a nobody.
My father doesn't even see me, not really. He doesn't look at me, doesn't care. My stepmother treats me like dirt under her shoe, and my stepsister is even worse.
The only one who cares is Lucas.
Just thinking about him makes the tears slow down.
Lucas. My boyfriend.
The reason I still get out of bed every morning.
We've been together for three years, and Lucas has been nothing but supportive, loving, and helpful.
Even though the pack and my own family treat me like I'm worthless, Lucas has been there, offering his strength and love through it all.
He was like glue keeping me together.
My pack members and family saw me as weak, all because I had no wolf.
I was born without a wolf despite my Father and Mother being full blooded wolves.
Some people call me an abomination, a curse.
Things were different when Mother was alive.
I was loved then, seen as a person. But then she died, and everything changed. Father changed, the pack members changed.
Then he went ahead and married Lila-my stepmother-and my life became so much worse.
She came into my life, took my Mother's place as Luna and made my life miserable, along with her daughter.
Turned me into a slave, and Father never batted an eyelash to her cruelties towards me.
It hurts, it hurts so damn much.
I pounded my chest, trying to get the pain to lessen, but it didn't, it just increased until I felt like I couldn't breathe.
"Why did you leave?" I shouted at the gravestone. "Why did you leave me alone? I can't do this without you, mum. I just can't. You told me to be strong, and I am trying, mum. I am really trying, but it hurts. It hurts so much."
I cried and cried, the pain in my chest getting worse, but I just kept crying.
And then I felt it.
A breeze, a gentle breeze. It would have been a normal breeze but it wasn't.
It has a smell-apples and lilies.
It smelled heavenly, it smelled peaceful, it smelled like home, it smelled like Mother.
I wiped my eyes and looked around, wondering if I was losing my mind. Nobody was here, and even if someone was, it couldn't be Mother.
She was dead, gone from my life.
The breeze, though, whispered a different story. It wrapped around me like a comforting blanket, soothing my aching soul.
It felt like a caress, a silent promise that I wasn't alone.
"You're not alone." The breeze kept whispering, and for the first time in five years, I felt like I wasn't alone.
Mother was with me, always and forever.
I wiped my face and stood up, brushing the dirt from my dress.
I wanted to stay there forever, just be with Mother, away from life and its harsh reality.
But I couldn't.
I had spent too long and someone would come find me soon, and the consequences will be bad.
I picked up the basket of eggs, my errand unfinished, and rushed back to the pack house, praying I hadn't lingered too long.
The pack house was bustling, everyone preparing for tonight's event: the Lunar Eclipse.
For us werewolves, the Lunar Eclipse was more than just an astronomical event; it was a moment of immense magical significance, tied to us and the moon goddess.
It occurs once every century and is said to be a time where the barriers between the mortal world and the realms of the gods are thinner.
During this time, the moon goddess can exert her influence over the world, and powerful magic is released, affecting all who are connected with the moon, particularly werewolves.
It was such a rare and beautiful event.
And to think, the event was also aligned with my birthday.
It made me feel special, even though no one else saw it.
I walked through the pack, some tying the decorations, while others setted up tables.
I tried to make myself as small as possible.
I didn't like being seen, because there would always be sharp words thrown at me, and I had my fill of tears for today.
I had almost reached the kitchen when someone shouted my name.
"Ravenna!" I stopped short, freezing, fear gripping my heart.
The one person I had tried so hard to avoid.
I turned slowly and faced Lila, holding the basket tighter to steady my shaking hands.
I looked at her feet, not daring to meet her eyes, already knowing what I'd see there-hate, anger, and disgust.
"You vile girl," Lila's words cut through the silence, sharper than any knife. "You spent over an hour just to fetch a few eggs?"
"It's not up-" I felt my cheek sting and my ears ring.
When had she gotten in front of me?
I held my slapped cheek, trying to hold back tears, still not raising my eyes.
"Do not ever talk back to me again, do you hear me?" she commanded, her voice hard.
"Yes, Lila," I responded, nodding.
"Weak thing," Lila threw the words as she went, and I turned and made my way to the kitchen.
Yeah, this was my life.
I dropped the eggs near the chef, who didn't acknowledge me, and helped with chopping vegetables and washing dishes.
When I was finally done, I was tired and wanted to retire for the day, to rest a little before the celebration started.
I was on my way to my room when I received a text. I brought out my phone from my pocket, and a smile spread across my face when I saw the name on my screen.
Lucas.
"Meet me in my room." The text says.
I immediately abandoned all ideas of rest, quickly freshened up, and made my way to the upper floors. Maybe he remembered my birthday this year.
Hope filled my chest as I reached his floor.
I was about to knock when I heard a noise that seemed to shatter my already shattered world.
"Oh, yes. Like that, Lucas." Came the noise from inside.
I burst into the room, and there they were-Lucas and my stepsister, both completely naked, wildly entwined as they moved against each other.
Calista had always believed the past was meant to stay buried, hidden in the shadows of memory. But why, then, was her past creeping back into the light, intertwining with her present? She spent her days in a fractured state-broken, miserable, angry at the world. But at least she had carved out a semblance of peace, until Jaxon Castillo stepped into her life. With his hot body and expressive eyes, he shattered her fragile calm, dragging her into a tumultuous conflict she wanted no part of-a life that haunted her more than anything else. She had convinced herself she was free from the ghosts of her past, that they had perished along with her family. Yet, as she found herself drawn deeper into Jaxon's orbit, his intense gaze unraveling her defenses, shadows of her history began to resurface. With every stolen glance, she felt herself surrendering pieces of her heart to him, pieces she had sworn to protect. Both held secrets-dark, potent truths that threatened to dismantle everything they had built. Secrets capable of turning the world against them. Calista was fire and rage; Jaxon was cool water and soothing. They would risk everything to protect each other, even if loving each other was what could destroy them both. –– TRIGGER WARNING; Sexual content, PTSD and trauma responses, Violence. Reader discretion is advised.
!! Rated 18+ | Mature Content | Trigger Warning: Abuse, Suicide (Off-page)! ! - -- Camille knows she's being watched. The feeling lingers in every shadow, in every stolen glance from the unnervingly beautiful stranger who seems to know her better than she knows herself. Lucien is dangerous, obsessive-and utterly inescapable. But danger is nothing new to Camille. She has spent years outrunning her past, drowning in darkness until Lucien pulled her from it. She... loved him for it. She was captivated by the exhilarating danger he wove into her existence. The electrifying chaos, the seductive darkness, and the intoxicating pleasure pulled her in like a moth to a flame. Then, she is taken. Victor swears she belongs to him, and Lucien will tear the world apart to get her back. But as the walls close in and the nightmares begin, Camille starts to wonder if this war between them is about more than just her. Her heart is caught between two monsters. Two obsessions. Two impossible choices. Will she choose none of them, one of them... or both? Fate has drawn them together once more, and this time, the choice is hers: break the cycle, or be utterly, entirely ruined by it.
"A one-year contract marriage. I know you're investigating something,"-Lena's heart sped up and she fought to keep her features blank- "and I can help you with that. In exchange, for one year, my resources will be yours. Full access. No strings attached-except the ones in the contract, of course." Lena's heart raced. A marriage proposal, but with a twist. *** Betrayed and burning for vengeance, Lena Santoro-now Selene Costa-enters a deadly game of love and lies with Rafe Moretti, a mafia don with secrets of his own. In Naples, where power and passion collide, their marriage of convenience becomes a battle for survival. Can they trust each other, or will betrayal tear them apart?
Julia and Evan were the perfect couple-or so she thought. But everything changed when Evan abruptly ended their relationship, leaving her heartbroken and unable to tell him she was carrying his child. Years later, Julia has built a life for herself and her son, Andy, while Evan has risen to unimaginable wealth and success. Their paths cross again at a chance meeting, but Julia soon discovers Evan has moved on with someone else. Julia is done with the pain. She's fought battles alone, raising a son who deserves the truth about his father, even if Evan doesn't deserve her forgiveness. When Julia told Evan years ago she had something to say, he didn't listen. Now, it's time for him to listen. But is it too late to reclaim what he lost? "We should break up," he'd said, the words cutting through her like glass. The pregnancy test in her pocket stayed hidden, just like the child they would never share. Now, it's Evan's turn to hear the truth-and to face his deepest regret.
Chandler Su who had cheated by her boyfriend then got drunk at a bar. To take revenge, she grabbed a man randomly and took him to the room. After a crazy night, Chandler found the strange man was a super handsome guy the next morning. Shy and shocked Chandler run away after leaving 150 RMB and scorning the man of his poor bed skills. However, she never thought the story would become so dramatic as the next day, she found out that the new coming president of her company was exactly the man she slept the last night! Worse than that, this new boss seemed very narrow-minded as he asked Chandler to come to his office on the first day.
Life was a bed of roses for Debra, the daughter of Alpha. That was until she had a one-night stand with Caleb. She was sure he was her mate as determined by Moon Goddess. But this hateful man refused to accept her. Weeks passed before Debra discovered that she was pregnant. Her pregnancy brought shame to her and everyone she loved. Not only was she driven out, but her father was also hunted down by usurpers. Fortunately, she survived with the help of the mysterious Thorn Edge Pack. Five years passed and Debra didn't hear anything from Caleb. One day, their paths crossed again. They were both on the same mission—carrying out secret investigations in the dangerous Roz Town for the safety and posterity of their respective packs. Caleb was still cold toward her. But as time went on, he fell head over heels in love with her. He tried to make up for abandoning her, but Debra wasn't having any of it. She was hell-bent on hiding her daughter from him and also making a clean break. What did the future hold for the two as they journeyed in Roz Town? What kind of secrets would they find? Would Caleb win Debra's heart and get to know his lovely daughter? Find out!
"You're pathetic!" Brenden sneered, each word cutting deep into Corinna's heart. Years of emotional wounds had drained every ounce of love she once held. "I've wasted enough time on you. If there's a next life, I hope we never meet again." Her words severed the bond between them like a blade. From that moment on, Brenden was haunted by her absence—unable to sleep, longing for the warmth he took for granted.
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
"Love is blind!" Lucinda abandoned her beautiful and comfortable life because of a man. She married him and slaved off for him for three long years. One day, the scales finally fell off her eyes. She realized that all her efforts were in vain. Her husband, Nathaniel still treated her like shit. All he cared about was his lover. "Enough is enough! I quit wasting my years with an ungrateful man!" Lucinda's heart was shattered into many pieces, but she summoned up the courage to ask for a divorce. The news caused a stir online! A filthy rich young woman recently got divorced? She was a good catch! Countless CEOs and handsome young men immediately swarmed to her like bees to honey! Nathaniel couldn't take it anymore. He held a press conference and begged with teary eyes, "I love you, Lucinda. I can't live without you. Please come back to me." Would Lucinda give him a second chance? Read to find out!