Sansa

One Night. One Mistake. One Lifetime of Consequences.

I thought I was waiting for love. Instead, I got fucked by a beast.

My world was supposed to bloom at the Moonshade Bay Full Moon Festival—champagne buzzing in my veins, a hotel room booked for Jason and me to finally cross that line after two years. I’d slipped into lacy lingerie, left the door unlocked, and lay on the bed, heart pounding with nervous excitement.

But the man who climbed into my bed wasn’t Jason.

In the pitch-black room, drowned in a heady, spicy scent that made my head spin, I felt hands—urgent, scorching—searing my skin. His thick, pulsing cock pressed against my dripping cunt, and before I could gasp, he thrust hard, tearing through my innocence with ruthless force. Pain burned, my walls clenching as I clawed at his iron shoulders, stifling sobs. Wet, slick sounds echoed with every brutal stroke, his body unrelenting until he shuddered, spilling hot and deep inside me.

"That was amazing, Jason," I managed to say.

"Who the fuck is Jason?"

My blood turned to ice. Light slashed across his face—Brad Rayne, Alpha of Moonshade Pack, a werewolf, not my boyfriend. Horror choked me as I realized what I’d done.

I ran away for my life!

But weeks later, I woke up pregnant with his heir!

They say my heterochromatic eyes mark me as a rare true mate. But I’m no wolf. I’m just Elle, a nobody from the human district, now trapped in Brad's world.

Brad’s cold gaze pins me: “You carry my blood. You’re mine.”

There is no other choice for me but to chose this cage. My body also betrays me, craving the beast who ruined me.

WARNING: Mature Readers Only

The Desperate Beauty and the Beast.


I came to Beacon Hills to hide what I am.

Fresh transfer, new town, keeping my head down until I figure out what the hell is happening to my body.

Three months ago, everything changed. The beast inside me woke up, and suddenly I can hear people's heartbeat from across the hallway.

Then Rainey Ellis shows up at my door.

Trapped in the suffocating Beacon Hills High, she's the perfect target, poor enough that no one gives a shit when they destroy her. Sarah Sterling and her crew have made Rainey's life hell for "stealing" her man.

Rainey Ellis should run from me because now I could literally smell her fear, taste her desperation.

Instead, Rainey's dark eyes looked up at me like I'm her salvation.

Soaked, shivering, and desperate, she offers me a deal:

"I turn eighteen on the fifteenth of next month. If that's what you want..."

"I'll do anything you want..."

There she is—this fragile, stubborn girl willing to trade everything, even spread her legs for a stranger, for protection from the monsters at school.

I should have slammed the door in her face. Should have told her to find someone else to save her.

Instead, I let her in.

Now she's in my space, in my life, and every day becomes a test of how long I can stop myself from claiming more.

She has no idea what I am. What I can or want to do to her.

Deep down, I have a secret.

I want to claim every inch of that tempting and inviting body of hers and mark her as mine until the whole damn world knows who she belongs to.


WARNING: Mature Readers Only.