**TRIGGER WARNING** Book contains attempted sexual assault, references to sexual assault, assault, and explicit sex scenes. As soon as I walked inside my house, I went into the living room to see my father, my mother, and my older brother standing there waiting for me. All of them with their arms crossed and pursed lips. Instantly, my stomach leapt into my chest, knowing what was in store for me just by coming home to these people. So, I opened the door to the basement, and when I reached the bottom of the stairs, I saw the chains hanging from the ceiling, causing my breath to hitch in my throat and butterflies to rise in my stomach. Just another day in the house of horrors for me. Perhaps one day I will be saved, but I don't see it happening anytime soon. Not if they have anything to say about it.

*****TRIGGER WARNING******** BOOK CONTAINS CHILD SEXUAL ASSAULT “Mine” The dangerous and menacing voice demanded in front of everyone in the room. Right after I was promised to the brutal warrior of our pack by my father. Everyone looked in that direction and there was a man standing there that I had never noticed before. He would have been in his early 20's, brown hair to his shoulders, a brown goatee, 6-foot 6 at least and very defined muscles that were now tense as his intense gaze was staring directly at me and Mason. Just when I thought my only way out is to leave when I turned eighteen, he just showed up like that in the party and take me away for the living hell I was in.

“Are you coming to my room tonight?” Bellamy laid on the bed with his hand holding up his head. “No she’s coming with me” A hand on her shoulder pulled her into a firm chest. Raven turned around and it was Zeke. Raven was stuck between these two incredibly delicious Alpha’s. Their hands all over her, wanting her like no one has wanted her before. She felt like she escaped one prison of torture by her father, only to be thrown into another prison between her two Alpha mates.

With her first mating ball approaching, Summer is torn between fear of being rejected and fear of finding a mate at all. When the bond finally snaps she feels relief, but that quickly turns into suspicion when her mate insists on keeping it hidden from her father, and she knows there are secrets buried in the past. When she is forced into a marriage with another Alpha, her true mate storms in to save her, but their fight is only beginning because her father refuses to accept the bond and will do anything to tear them apart, not knowing she has already started making her own dangerous plans.

When bikers ride into town 18-year-old Skylar's world is turned completely upside down. Blasts from the past. After she reveals the betrayal of her boyfriend and one of her best friends, she chooses to embrace the biker lifestyle instead of the school girl persona she had created in a small town in Ohio.

At my locker I twist the combination and yank the door open, and I barely register the sharp vanilla scent before Madison slams into me from behind hard enough that my forehead cracks against the metal and stars burst across my vision. Pain flares hot and immediate, and I spin around pressing my hand to the back of my head. “What the hell,” I snap. Madison smiles like she has been waiting for this moment all morning. “Learn your place,” she says sweetly, and she shoves me again like she expects me to absorb it quietly. Blood fills my mouth where I bite my tongue, and something inside me snaps, not loudly and not dramatically but cleanly and decisively. “You don’t get to push me around,” I tell her evenly, and when she lunges again I catch her wrist without thinking and twist the way Dad taught me years ago, controlled and precise.

“We’re not losing her,” he says quietly. “No,” I agree, and the word feels like a vow settling into place. “We’re not.” The argument inside the house softens into strained silence, punctuated by hurried footsteps and the zip of bags, and when Bella’s scent moves closer to the front door, my heart starts pounding so hard it’s almost painful. I don’t know where she thinks she’s going, but I know one thing with absolute certainty. Wherever it is, we’re not letting her go alone. “She ran because she thought it didn’t matter,” Atticus says, watching the house like it might blink and disappear. “Like last night was just a mistake.” I snort softly. “Yeah,” I say. “And she can keep telling herself that all she wants.” The front door opens, spilling light across the porch, and Bella steps out with a bag slung over her shoulder, her jaw set and her eyes bright with unshed emotion, and for one brief second she looks straight into the dark where we’re standing, like some part of her knows she’s not as alone as she thinks. The door closes behind her with a finality that makes my chest ache, and as she heads down the steps, my grip tightens on the promise already carved into my bones. We’re not crazy. We’re not wrong. And I swear, to the moon and the blood and the bond pulling tight with every breath, that no matter how far she runs or how fast the world tries to rip her away, Atticus and I are not going to lose our mate.

Cheyenne never planned to become Luna. One ceremony. One bond. One irreversible step into a life that was decided long before she understood the cost. Claimed by the Alpha and bound to a pack that feels everything she does, she is thrust into a role built on tradition, obedience, and power she never asked for. The bond with Landon is undeniable, primal, and consuming, but certainty doesn’t equal comfort, and belonging doesn’t feel the way she was promised it would. Inside the packhouse, every choice is watched, every moment felt, and every doubt dangerous. As her wolf settles into strength and the pack closes ranks around her, she must confront the truth she’s been avoiding: destiny doesn’t care about readiness. Caught between pride and entrapment, desire and resistance, she crosses a threshold that can’t be uncrossed, discovering that power may claim her body, but it will have to fight for her soul.

At seventeen, Monroe makes one reckless choice, one night where she lets herself exist without expectation. It costs her everything. Exiled by her Alpha father, abandoned by the man who helped create the life inside her, Monroe is cast into the human world alone, pregnant, and unprotected. She gives birth to twins in a parked car, survives on routine and grit, and builds a fragile life far from pack law, far from hierarchy, far from the wolves who taught her obedience instead of mercy. But bonds don’t disappear just because you run. Years later, Monroe’s control fractures when she scents the one wolf she was never supposed to be tied to. The mate bond doesn’t bring comfort or rescue. It brings inevitability. The man who exiled her. The Alpha who never looked back. The father who is also her mate. Now eighteen, a mother, and no longer willing to be owned by biology or authority, Monroe must navigate a bond that refuses domination, children who rewrite pack law by existing, and a system that has no language for a woman who survives without submitting. This is not a love story about rescue. It’s a story about endurance, motherhood, power without cruelty, and what happens when a woman refuses to be claimed.

I don’t have a single memory of my mother; she died bringing me into this world. But every recollection I do have is scorched with the presence of my father—his fists, his boots, the searing pain of his belt. I wear his anger like a second skin, every bruise branding me as guilty. He is the Alpha of the Crystal River Pack: looming, broad-shouldered, a shadow of terror in every room. For fifteen relentless years, he has looked at me with the same haunted fury—as if I were the executioner who stole his light. Each day he reminds me with flinty eyes and rasping words, "It should’ve been you. Not her. Not my Luna, not the mate who held my soul together. His angel. His heart. And me? I am nothing but the poison that leeched all hope from him—a blight, a curse, bad luck that he needs to crush underfoot."

Coming to this island seemed like a good idea at the time. It meant I wouldn’t have to return home and take care of my parents during my summer vacation while they were too wasted to even get out of bed, except when they needed to find their next fix. So, when my boyfriend, Abel, suggested that I join him to visit his family on the island, I thought it was a great idea. How wrong could I have been?

I looked up and there were triplets with brown hair, clean shaven and really tall with big muscles standing at the door. Izzy stopped talking to her friends and she ran up and hugged one of the triplets, who hugged her back. But it was brief. That triplet pushed her away and all three of them looked at me at the exact same time, almost mechanically. And they fixed their eyes on me and wouldn’t stop staring.

I opened the bathroom door and just as I looked inside, I noticed all the steam billowing out, which I thought was really odd. When I looked up I saw Blaze was just getting out of the shower and he was reaching for a towel when he saw me standing there. I froze where I was and so did Blaze, but just for a moment. He turned his full gaze on me and smirked at me, seeing the embarrassment on my face. "See something you like?" He asked.

Ayla has always hated Christmas. The lights, the cheer, the forced warmth. Every December drags her back into memories she cannot outrun, and this year her mother’s death date sits like a shadow in the middle of the celebrations. But grief is not the only thing closing in. Something far darker is stirring. Rogues are gathering at the borders, moving with a purpose wolves should not have. Frost messages appear on her window. Blood symbols follow her steps. And every encounter carries the same chilling truth. They want the Alpha heir. They want Ayla. Her wolf is awakening far too early, power rising in her veins like a storm. Elders whisper prophecies they once hid. Her father tries to cage her for her own safety. And the splinter Alpha hunting her seems to know things about her mother that no outsider should. The only person she can trust is the one she never should have loved. Ronan, the pack’s Beta. Her mate. Her protector. Her undoing. Their bond burns through every attempt to hide it, drawing them together even as danger sharpens around them. Ronan will fight the entire world to keep her alive. Ayla refuses to be protected into silence. And the pack watches with growing suspicion as the threat creeps closer. As Christmas lights shimmer across the snow and the valley fills with shadows, Ayla must face the truth buried in her mother’s legacy. Because this year, Christmas brings no peace. It brings war. And Ayla’s rising power may be the key to saving her pack… or the spark that destroys it.

He put his finger under my chin and forced me to look up at him. “Why won’t you look at me?” He asked. “I don’t know.” I stuttered out. My heart was racing and my breath was getting caught in my throat. He grabbed me by the hand and he pulled me up so I was standing in front of him. He leaned forward and used his hand to brush a bit of my hair out of my face as he stared into my eyes. He then pulled me closer to him so we were chest to chest. I could feel his warm breath on my face and he leaned down, using one of his hands to force my face up to meet his. As our lips slowly met, it almost felt like fireworks erupting.

When Madison is brought back to her home pack after a ruthless Alpha has taken it over, she never imagined her life would change in so many ways. From discovering the truth about her parentage to uncovering her purpose in life. And where her loyalties lie.

“What do you want from me?” I managed to ask, my voice trembling as the reality of my situation settled in around me like a heavy fog. “You know exactly what I want. Get on your knees, trash.” He growled, starting to unzip his jeans. “Please, don’t.” I pleaded. “You’re going to do me and then Joseph and Mason and Julian. Now get on your fucking knees.” He demanded, pulling me downwards by my hair until I was on my knees.

Amberly was living the life that every she-wolf would dream of. Until she one day discovers that the Alpha Devil is hunting her and her alone. With numerous attempts and people getting hurt, Amberly, the daughter of the head warrior knows that she needs to do something drastic in order to protect the ones that she loves.