The Zeta Wolf:  Book 1 Rogues Seires
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The Zeta Wolf: Book 1 Rogues Seires

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Emma Louise Fantasy

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The Zeta Wolf :The Rogue Series Book 1
Abigail Lion-heart is the daughter of the moon goddess. She is a very special wolf that can decide to build bridges or destroy them. The werewolf world is in her hands. Hunter is the rogue alpha who was vanished for the death of their father but is set to stand by Abby‘s side alongside his brother to make sure that Abby follows the right path.
The Daimōn Wolf And The White Witch Book 2
Katia never thought her nightmare would come true. She'd been alone most of her life and considered a hermit until the day she saved Alexi from dying from the wounds Xavier gave him the day he banished his own best friend from his soon-to-be pack.
The Daimōn Wolf that is known as the king of the demon pack Asmodeus. Asmodeus is the demon wolf in the wolf world and if the zeta wolf had bowed down to him he would have all the peasants bowing down in front of him but instead the wolf rose and destroyed everything he stood for, now he's got a little white witch as his mate something he wasn't supposed to get, but is willing to use it to his advantage.
The Hybrid Princess
An unexpected birth to a new generation of vampires and werewolves. Luna is the daughter of the vampire king and werewolf queen. A person Luns is a hybrid with unlimited powers what will happen when the rogues are made aware of her existence? When Luna turned sixteen she has no ambition to take a mate: fated or otherwise. Will her father protect her against the incoming threat of yet another king of rogues that wants to take Luna as his queen and relish in her powers? Or will he kill the rogue that is threatening to take what doesn't belong to him?

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Tags: darksexfatedsecond chancematekickass heroinetwistedbxgwerewolvesbetrayal
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War Pt 2

“MINE!” I growled.


She jumped looking shocked that I had actually found her. “Mathew?”


I grinned so she remembered my name, that’s a start, at least.

“Hello my little mate.”

“I’m not your mate.”


“You are.” I growled. “Can’t you feel it? Can’t you feel the pull of the mate bond?”

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