SOPHIA. Asher's car cruised to a halt in front of the tiny estate. After the trafficked women and children were saved, Asher had arranged for a house to be assigned to them and a few children who had no families to go back to were admitted into the small orphanage institution. We climbed out of t
TEN YEARS LATER SOPHIA “Dear Diary, I am currently writing this with Emilia’s lips tight around my right nipple, so don’t blame me if my handwriting is a bit untidy. She tends to bite a lot. Well, today was David’s coronation, and the boys birthday. They all turned 19 today. Can you believe it?!
Happy New Year, everyone! I can't explain how delighted I am to be making this announcement right now! Sophia and Asher's story ended in November, and you all were more than supportive, and I would forever adore you all for all the support I got on my first ever project as an author. For that, I
Blurb: Lillie Rome, a banished werewolf, finds herself in the middle of the famous surrogate choosing game for the alpha of Darkmoon pack. She never thought she would compete for the affection of a man whose father banished her family and reduced them to “paid slaves”, a man who believed he was too good to tie himself down to any woman, but she does it to save her brother’s life. She steps into the palace with the mark of the banished on her neck and is hated instantly for it, but on the night of the presentation, something odd happens. “Mate.” Her wolf cries out for the first time in 22 years. And when Lillie lifts up her head to see the man her wolf has called out to, she stares into the cold blue eyes of Alpha David Morris. “You.” He calls her. “Step forward.”CHAPTER ONE: Lillie“No! Let go of me!” I screamed as loud as my lungs would allow me. Rough hands grabbed me by my shoulders and pulled me away from the door. “What are you doing?! I said let go of me! I’m a Darkmoon
I was now a property of the royal family. What on earth would they use me for? That was the last question I asked myself before surrendering to the weakness in my bones. The next time I opened my eyes, the sack bag had been removed from my head and I was staring at a tall figure I recognized from my front door. He frowned at me and stretched a hand to help me out. That was more respect than he had shown me at my front door. I ignored his hand and forced myself out of the van. It didn’t matter that my knees buckled underneath my weight from the hunger that currently ate at my intestines. I swallowed my spit and leered at him. “Follow me.” Was all he said, before turning away from me. It would have been foolish of me to do anything else, so I obeyed. I wasn’t nearly aware of the time, but I knew it was almost midnight when I had been forcefully dragged out of my house. The cold breeze caused me to wrap my arms around myself. They should have at least let me put in proper clothing
Lillie My anger didn’t go away. No matter how many times I tried to tell myself that there were reasons my mother did what she did, I couldn’t shake the feeling of betrayal. She knew how much I hated the royal family. She knew what they had done to our family, and how we only came back so my broth
He wasn’t a guard alright. He was a fucking prince. “Fuck this.” I muttered to myself. “You’re definitely not a maid, then.” His deep baritone resonated in my ears, and I took a step back.“No. I’m not.” “Of course. Not with that mark on your neck.” Molten rage coursed through my veins. He spoke
Lillie I was pushed back into the guest quarters like an animal that morning, and severely warned against any form of violence in the palace by the guard who had my hands cuffed behind my back. “You’re lucky. He seemed to be in a good mood this morning. He would have had your head hanging on a stick. He hates your kind for what they did to his mother.” The last sentence escaped his tongue, and the disgust in his heart escaped along with it. It seemed to be in my destiny to suffer for a decision my father made. It was his greed that led him to connive to sell women and children for money. I was ready to bear my cross, but it hurt me everytime. I was determined to continue to test different escape plans. After all, he would never notice my absence. The queen’s hand would be pleased if I didn’t show up at the first class, I could tell by the way she looked at me last night. He would just assume I didn’t make it to the final presentation. However, plans changed on the first day of th