2 books
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1. Once Rejected, Thrice Accepted
Beaten by my mother and brother, rejected by my beta mate, and all on my eightenth birthday. I was ready to run and never look back at this pack of abusers. My wolf wanted heads to roll and to show her true strength instead of faking her weakness but before we can a brother we didn't know existed showed up to save the day. Now I am headed to his pack and my nerves are shot. To add to that i think have found my second chance mate in the pack, or should i say mates. Will my mates accept me?Will the pack accept me? Will I be able to show my strength without fear? Will my family stay away or will we have one last stand off where only one of us walks out alive?
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2. Hell's Hidden Heir & Her Fated Men
“Zion, stop flirting with the unwanted,” Drake said. ““Grab them. Let’s get out of here before I start craving human.” Zion darted his eyes onto Drake’s face and hissed. He literally hissed. Drake flinched and stepped back. I guess I know who was scarier in this situation now. And I had learned his name, Zion. “Wait, this isn’t how you normally pick up your students.” Jerrick sounded freaked out. “I want to know why you are being so forceful with my daughters and not allowing them to go with you willingly.” Raised in the human worlds foster system was a complete crap show. It wasn't until I was adopted by The Alpha king and his daughter, my bestie, that everything seemed to be going in the right direction. That was until I was told I would be attending First Terrace Purgatory University... A freaking university in Hell for any supernatural that had a bit of demon DNA. I was human or so I thought. At least my bestie would be going with me. The first shock was the school, the second a stalker hottie, third my crazy powers, and fourth... Well lets just say four was my lucky number when it came to guys. Four certain demon hotties who were part of a soul bond looking for their center. The stalker guy I mentioned swears its me. Two of the others agree but the fourth would rather kill me than even look my way. I would rather focus on my studies and figuring out who my dad is. A few members of the council and a few others want to know who gave birth to me. They wanted to know for reasons that didn't include me living or reuniting with them. Someone among them was the reason my mother was dead and regretted not killing me too. So now I had to deal with crazy men, bimbos causing drama, and a killer wanting my head on a platter. Great first week, right?