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Creating The Perfect Alpha
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With the only heir to the throne dead, an old tradition has been brought back to life: the alpha games. Now alphas from all regions must compete to prove they should become the next king of the werewolves. Aurora, one of the few lunas in the world, couldn’t care less about the games, but her heartless alpha desires nothing more than to sit on the throne, and he sees her only as an obstacle to his dreams. Wanting to keep her completely under his control, he betrays her with her own sister and locks her away, insisting she will be nothing more than a slave to bear him powerful heirs. But Aurora is freed from her cell by that very sister. Thinking she is finally free, she seeks out a new life, only to be killed. Yet fate has plans for her. Brought back to life as a simple omega like her sister, Aurora believes she can truly start over despite the weak mate now sitting at her side. But when she learns that her former mate has lied about her death, taken her sister as his new mate, and that they are expecting a child, Aurora is filled with a need for revenge. Knowing that the only thing that matters to her former mate is winning the alpha games, Aurora decides to create the perfect alpha to steal that chance away from him. What she hadn’t expected, though, was that her little project would turn out to be so… enticing. *** Creating The Perfect Alpha is participating in Dreame's 2026 Writing Marathon. Don't forget to vote and comment!
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The Vampire's Sweet Secret
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“Um…” a soft voice said, teasing my ears. Realizing I was still facing away from her, I turned my chair, slowly bringing her into view. Instantly, I was struck by a sight as overwhelming as her scent. I had thought her pretty before, but standing in front of me now, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on. Her beauty wasn’t the kind that screamed perfection. No, it was subtle, hidden. She wore a black dress I could tell she was uncomfortable in, paired with a blazer that was too big for her. Her hair was pulled into a messy ponytail, her face bare of makeup. It was clear she’d tried to look composed and professional, but she seemed like a fish out of water. She didn’t dare to look at me, her eyes flicking up and down nervously, yet I found it fascinating. I found her fascinating. Who is she? And why is she making me feel this way? “Um… should I begin?” she almost whispered. Realizing I’d slipped into a trance again, I leaned back in my chair and held out my hands. “Begin. You have ten minutes. Use them well.” *** Everly, finally free from her family’s grasp, revels in her newfound power. But even though she feels a sense of peace after taking control of her life, something still lingers, an old ache she can’t quite shake. For six hundred years, she has longed for a connection so deep that nothing else could compare. She knows exactly what she’s searching for, yet fate refuses to intervene. Until one day, everything changes when a lone wolf walks into her office… *Book two* To get a deeper understanding of some of the characters, it is recommended to read book 1 first, The Hybrid King's Hidden Mate.
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The Hybrid King's Hidden Mate
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At first, I saw nothing but a pair of boots in front of me before I slowly let my eyes travel higher. His legs were three times the size of mine. His upper body was big and broad, and his dark red eyes were staring right at me. F*ck, he is huge, I thought. But I knew he was the one: the hybrid king. He was dressed sharply in all black, as if he’d been sent here to end me. F*ck, my wolf whispered, her voice weak. I wanted to ask ‘what’, but my voice seemed to have gotten lost somewhere. We can’t kill him... she suddenly revealed, her words leaving me utterly confused. Why the change of heart? But she couldn’t answer. A pained whimper echoed in my mind as she lowered herself slowly into submission, her tail tucked between her legs. This was so unlike her. My wolf was anything but submissive. Why was she— Mate! she cried out. *** In a world where hybrids are nearly extinct, Ronan, the grieving king, has sworn off love since losing his mate and child centuries ago. After exacting his vengeance, he accepts that he will never again know the warmth he once had, locking his heart away forever. But when a long-hidden secret comes to light, everything changes. A hybrid no one knew existed is captured like prey and presented to Ronan as a gift. She wants nothing to do with him, and he has vowed to love only one woman. Desire burns between them, but secrets and resentment threaten to tear them apart. Will the bond between them heal old wounds… or will they become the last hybrids ever to rule? *Book one* If you enjoyed this book and want to hold it in your hands, then you can purchase it right now on Am-zon!
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My Alpha's Pain
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“Let’s go find him,” Mary suggested, clearly understanding what was going on. The three of them left without even checking if I was following. I watched them vanish into the crowd of party people, then I turned around and left. But as soon as I stepped outside into the cold night and pulled out my phone, I realized I was stuck. Aiden had driven us here, and if I called Dean, Dad, or Kyle to come pick me up, everyone would just worry about me… again. I groaned in frustration. What was I supposed to do? I wanted to go home but had no way to get there. Even if I called a cab, they would still see me going inside. I glanced at the people outside, drinking, smoking, and enjoying each other’s company, then looked back at the party raging inside. I had no choice but to go back in. It was freezing out here, and I doubted anyone at the party was sober enough to give me a ride home, nor could I call anyone who was. Reluctantly, I walked back inside, pushing through the crowd, and tried to find my cousin in the sea of people. Where was she? It was impossible to find Mary among so many werewolves, so I sprinted to the nearest staircase, hoping for a better vantage point. Unfortunately, it didn’t help much. Frustrated, I climbed the stairs, thinking she might be on the next floor. The second floor was quieter, but a few people still lingered in the hallway, making it easier to navigate. I checked rooms with open doors but found no sign of my cousin. At the end of the hallway, I turned and ascended another flight of stairs. This level was almost deserted, and the music was faint. Most doors here were closed, but a few were slightly ajar. I peeked into the open rooms until there was only one left—the one with the door slightly cracked. I hesitated before slowly pushing it open. “Mary?” I called out. There was no response, but I spotted something—or rather, someone—sitting on a balcony, their legs hanging over the side, drink in hand. The male turned, and his strikingly blue eyes met mine. Mate… The word was murmured so quietly that I barely caught it, but I did hear it. Not again, I thought, as he swung his leg over the side and took a sip from his glass, his eyes scanning me with obvious desire. No, no, no, not again... *** Bella longs for her mate, especially as her friends and family have all found theirs. At a winter ball, she believes she has finally met her destined partner and gives her first time to him, only to be heartbroken when he rejects her. Devastated, Bella isolates herself from those who cannot understand her sudden change. When her cousin drags her to another party, Bella encounters a second chance at love. However, she is wary, fearing this new mate might be just like her first and tries to keep her distance. Keith, tormented by his older brother’s death, refuses to accept his role as the next alpha. Determined to avoid the responsibility, he sabotages his reputation in hopes that it might ruin his father's plans of choosing him. Yet, when Keith discovers Bella is his mate, his perspective shifts. He now has a new purpose: to win her heart and prove himself worthy. *Book Three* Recommended to first read: My Cursed Love and My Luna's Revenge
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My Luna's Revenge
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“I’m not going to hurt you,” I leaned in and whispered in her ear. Although her scent had a threatening edge, she went still as I drew near. “Let. Me. Go,” she snarled, but I did not comply. This female wasn’t accepting our mating bond, which wasn’t surprising given the day I’d had. It was merely another bump in the awful road, but I wasn’t going to let her kill me. I was lost and alone, yes, but I refused to let Skylar’s death go unpunished or my father’s betrayal be forgotten. He hadn’t believed his own son and had cast me out without warning. He would pay for that. “Only if you calm down and stop trying to kill me,” I growled. She hissed at me, still attempting to break free, but I was too strong. I glanced around at the other females. They were hesitant, clearly unsure of what to do. “Tell them to lower their guns,” I ordered her. “I’m going to tell them to shoot,” she growled back. “Then we both die. Is that what you want?” She didn’t answer but looked absolutely furious. She wanted me dead, yet she was helplessly pinned beneath me. “Fine! Lower your guns!” The females exchanged uncertain glances, still reluctant to move. “Now!” she commanded. That did the trick, and they all lowered their guns. “Tell them to take three steps back and turn around,” I ordered. If looks could kill, I’d be buried deep in the ground by now. But I couldn’t help but offer a small smile at her angry expression. She resembled a child denied candy. “Take three steps back and turn around,” she said through gritted teeth. The females complied with her command. “Now I’ll take this,” I said, holding her wrists with one hand as I grabbed the knife from her other hand. “Argh!” she screamed, her anger flaring. “You’re going to calm down, and then we’re both going to get up from here.” “You’re dead the second you let go of me.” “What made you think I’d let you go?” *** Accused of murdering a member of his pack, Dean is exiled by his father and forbidden to return. Devastated by his father's betrayal and the loss of Skylar, the woman he believed to be his soulmate, Dean vows to seek justice for both her death and his own wrongful exile. But he’s not alone in his quest for revenge. Cara harbors a deep-seated hatred for all males and alphas, fueled by the abuse and betrayal she and other women have endured. Leading a group of women who share her need for revenge, Cara is determined to dismantle the oppressive alpha system. However, her plans are thrown into turmoil when she meets Dean, her fated mate. *Book Two* Recommended to first read: My Cursed Love
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My Cursed Love
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“I don’t care if Marcus gets his hands on me and tortures me for the rest of my life,” Elena admitted. I disliked hearing her speak as if she was willing to throw her life away, and I couldn’t help but growl softly. “As long as my sister is safe, then it will be okay with me.” “Well, it won’t be okay with me!” I shouted, surprising her with the force of my response. Her eyes widened, and her mouth opened slightly. I mentally chastised myself for the outburst. But I had come to realize that I was not only a slave to Marcus but also to the bond I felt with Elena. “Why?” she whispered, her voice soft and confused. I didn’t answer. What could I say? “You’re my mate”? She wouldn’t understand those words, and I couldn’t explain them because I didn’t fully understand them myself. I only knew that I wanted her and only her. “Why?” she asked again, stepping closer. I still didn’t answer, avoiding her eyes. I could feel her drawing even closer, and my wolf struggled to break free, urging me toward her. “Why?” she demanded, her voice deeper and more insistent. “Because you are mine, Elena!” I shouted, cupping her cheeks and pulling her face close to mine. “I can’t breathe without you. I need you near me all the time. Every time you run away, it feels like I’m dying a little more. I want to give you everything I have… even though it isn’t much, I want you to have it all.” I couldn’t stop the flood of words. The one I had yearned for so long was right in front of me, and I wanted her more than anything. *** Elena, a young human girl, is abducted along with twelve others to serve a deranged alpha and his pack. As she makes a desperate escape, she nearly dies, only to be saved by a mysterious stranger with red eyes. From that moment on, he becomes enchanted by her. Revenge, an outsider from birth, has always struggled to prove his worth within his pack. Despite his efforts to lead and protect, he never anticipated that he would find himself tied to a human, let alone one as captivating as Elena. Bound by destiny and unable to release her from his heart, Revenge must navigate the complexities of his newfound bond while fulfilling his role as a leader. But can he, a cursed child, ever overpower the demons within him? *Book One*
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The Dragon's Love
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“Even if you cut off my head, even if you burn me until I’m nothing but ash, as I did Halia, the crown still isn’t yours. The South and the North will not follow you because they already have a queen.” “The princess?” Sirrush inquired, almost mockingly. I looked up at him, a smug smile spreading across my face, and nodded. “Yes. Laelia. They will follow her.” “She can’t touch us. We’ll make the people bow to us and show them she’s not their ruler. She’s nothing but a small princess.” “You don’t know her like I do,” I replied. “She’s as fierce as the northern wind. She won’t bow, and neither will her people.” The third person, still hidden behind my brothers, shifted uneasily at the mention of Laelia. I wondered who he was. “She’s just one woman. She won’t stand in our way.” “We’ll see about that.” “Are you afraid of a mere woman?” Sirrush taunted. “Me? No, but you should be.” “Really?” I nodded. “Laelia is different. She’s someone people look up to. She’s a force, a symbol, maybe even a goddess in some people’s eyes. She makes people love her without really trying. She gives them hope. Even if you kill me, they’ll look to her. They’ll always follow her.” It was clear, even to me, that my voice was filled with admiration. I truly did admire her. I had from the first time she looked at me. “You’re a fool in love,” Sirrush sneered. “And you’ll die as one.” *** Laelia is tired of sitting idly, waiting for Ashes and her brothers to return. Each passing day chips away at her hope, and when Samuel finally stumbles back, half-dead, she resolves to take matters into her own hands. Determined to save the others from Blaze and Sirrush, she sets out on a perilous journey. Ashes, trapped by his brothers, clings to the thought of Laelia as his only source of warmth. Yet, he knows the end is near. When he is finally freed and Laelia pleads with him to let go of the throne, he cannot. He must reclaim what was stolen, even if it means risking the one person who means the most to him. *Book Two* Recommended to first read: The Dragon's Call
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The Dragon's Call
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He was tall—at least a head taller than me—and wore golden armor adorned with a dragon emblem on his chest. A sword hung at his side, his hand resting lightly on its hilt. Was he the one who intended to kill me? “Who are you?” I inquired, my voice firm. “My apologies, Princess, for interrupting your wedding night.” The people around him, who were casually rummaging through my father’s belongings, chuckled at his so-called apology. “Your husband is…” He glanced at the man beside me. “Dead.” “Oh, so perhaps I should offer my condolences instead of congratulations,” he mocked. “As if you didn’t know he was dead. You probably ordered it!” I sneered. The man looked taken aback, as if he hadn’t expected me to respond so defiantly. “Who are you?” I demanded again as he took a step closer. “I’m Ashes, son of Acheron, King of The Dragons.” *** Laelia, princess of the North and heir to the human kingdom, finds her fate sealed by her father’s desperate plan. To protect their people from an impending dragon attack, he arranges her marriage to the arrogant Lord Keplin—a man who sees her only as a stepping stone to power. Determined not to be sold off like a pawn, Laelia refuses to submit. But with nowhere to run and her father’s will unshakable, everything is hopeless. Meanwhile, Ashes, the third son of the dragon king, is tasked with a deadly mission: travel to the North with his brothers and kill King James, ending human rule over the North and ensuring the dragons’ safety. What Ashes didn’t anticipate was Laelia—a fiery, defiant princess who refuses to bow, even to him. Can these sworn enemies find common ground, or will their mutual hatred destroy everything? *Book One*
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The Princess's Stolen Body
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I froze. My eyes caught the image in front of me, and that was when I remembered what I had seen in my dreams. She had been looking through the mirror in my dream too. I let out a small scream, turning around myself, but no one was there. I turned around again, seeing her look through the mirror. Scared, I took a step back, thinking she would grab me again, but she just stared back at me, not doing anything. I looked behind myself again, and that was when I saw it … This wasn’t my room! This was a very small room with brown wooden walls, and a small door, where you had to duck to get out. I ran over to the mirror again, reaching out for the glass, touching it and … “No, no, no, no,” I whispered, shaking my head. It was not possible! Something like this was not possible! It couldn’t be … but then how else did I explain what I was seeing? How else did I explain she was looking right back at me with the same scared and shocked expression as me?! “Oh no. It can’t be,” I whispered. “I just … can’t.” “Elisa!” I heard someone calling. Elisa?! Was that her name? I looked around, not knowing what to do. What did I say? What did I do?! *** Liana, gifted with the power to see the future, seeks help for her haunting nightmares, only to be deceived by a pagan woman. Liana is forced into a body swap, leaving her struggling to convince her family that she is truly the princess, all while searching for a way back to her own body. Yet they refuse to see the truth. Her only hope lies in Jonah, a thief with a heart of gold who steals from the wealthy to aid the poor. She first met him when he tried to rob her. Now she needs his help to steal back what is truly hers. *Book Three* Recommended to first read: My Broken Knight and The Prince And The Pagan
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The Prince And The Pagan
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“You wouldn’t think such a small woman could be so strong,” Cole said, glancing back at Helena. “I couldn’t even resist.” I laughed, looking up at him. He smiled down at me, leaning in a bit closer. “Want to show me the steps?” he asked. I hesitated, knowing this dance was more intimate than usual, but the alcohol had loosened my inhibitions. I felt a sudden desire to try something different. Smiling cheekily, I turned around and pressed my back against his front. I pushed my long red hair over my shoulder and began moving my hips slowly. As I turned around, my feet glided effortlessly over the dry leaves and branches. I placed my hands on his chest, sliding them down his body and feeling the firmness of his muscles underneath. Cole’s crooked smile grew as I kept one hand on him, walking around him and trailing my fingers lightly across his chest. His gaze was intense, almost hungry. It was the only way I could describe it. As I moved around him, I guided his arms to wrap around me and slid an arm around his waist, showing him how to sway together with the rhythm. The music flowed through us, and the alcohol made it easy to push aside the confusing feelings he stirred in me, letting me enjoy the moment. But then, over his shoulder, I caught sight of someone watching us. *** With his father, the king, dead, Cole ascends the throne determined to punish those responsible. Convinced the pagans are to blame, he sets out to end their lives, but the fight nearly costs him his life. On the verge of death, he is saved by the very people he despises. Yet as Cole begins to witness their way of life, he starts to understand why his father never sought to eradicate them. Of course, it doesn’t hurt that a fierce, red-haired woman has captured his attention. What he doesn’t yet realize, however, is how desperately she longs to see him dead. *Book Two* Recommended to first read: My Broken Knight
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