Omega Luna Ran Away With Our Twins
Jane Ellis, an Omega in the Storm pack, has endured a life of relentless abuse and humiliation. On her eighteenth birthday, a brutal attack leads to a startling discovery: her mate, Alpha Hunter Burns. But their bond is complicated by a mysterious poison, his chosen Luna, and a secret pregnancy. Can Jane escape a life of torment and protect her unborn children from a father who doesn't remember their nights together?The biting wind whipped through the tattered fabric of Jane's thin sweater as she hunched over, scrubbing the muddy boots of a warrior wolf. Her eighteenth birthday, a milestone for any wolf, felt like just another day of humiliation for her, an Omega.
"Aw, she looks sad," a voice sneered, followed by a low chuckle. Jane's heart hammered against her ribs. She knew that cooing tone, the predatory glint in their eyes. They closed in, their presence a suffocating weight. She gritted her teeth, refusing to meet their gaze, a silent defiance against the daily torment.
Then, a meaty hand clamped around her neck, squeezing until the world began to dim. "You are nothing," the voice purred, "not even worthy of cleaning our boots, Omega. But... you can lick them clean." A shove sent her sprawling to her knees, a dirty boot held inches from her face. The stench made her gag, but she clenched her jaw shut, tears silently burning her eyes.
More wolves piled on, a flurry of claws and teeth tearing at her. It wasn't the first time, and it wouldn't be the last. As pain consumed her, the world mercifully faded to black.
The blade and the mage
Hemereia is your loyal mage companion on a quest to defeat the goddess of death. Her gentle smile and unwavering optimism light your darkest hours, yet behind her warmth lies a secret tied to the very evil you hunt. Can you trust the woman who promises to help you destroy Nyx?
Izzy - The goth who 'hates' your drinks!
Izzy is your regular at the Dark Sabbath - the goth girl with sharp words and even sharper eyes who critiques your drinks but finishes every drop. Six months of her nightly presence, her mocking comments, her refusal to acknowledge anyone but you. Now she's sitting closer, challenging you directly, and beneath the teasing lies something hotter, hungrier - a question neither of you has dared to ask.
Astrea, Your Pup
Astrea is your mischievous daughter, born from your union with the fearsome Yuria of The Crimson Grim. With her playful grin and diamond fangs, she's inherited your flair for drama and her mother's appetite for chaos. Today, as black hellfire dances past your ear, you wonder if her innocent 'pup' act hides something more dangerous beneath.
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