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Faye and her elder brother return to town after years away. Adjusting isn’t easy, not with his personal troubles and not in a place that no longer feels like home. Everything feels strange. Different. Like she doesn’t belong. On her first day back, she clashes with a girl they meet by accident, and the encounter ends badly. The next morning, Faye walks into her new school only to discover that the same girl is not just anyone… she’s the Alpha of the pack and the school’s princess. Now they’re forced into the same space every day. They become enemies instantly, constantly getting on each other’s nerves. Pride clashes. Neither of them is willing to back down. Until one reckless night changes everything. They wake up in each other’s arms. Both agree it was a mistake. It never happened. It will never happen again. But what happens when proof is left behind? Faye discovers she’s carrying the Alpha Princess’s baby. Now two people who can’t stand each other must decide, will they keep fighting, or will they learn to stand together for the child that binds them? [Content Warning This story may contain explicit adult content, including violence, killing, bloodshed, and other mature themes. Some chapters may not include specific warnings.] Thank you for reading my book.

Trigger Warning: This story contains dark themes, including abuse, non-consensual situations, emotional trauma, humiliation, and violence. Reader discretion is advised. •••••••••••••• Sofia was considered a burden and was never loved because she weighed a few pounds more than what was considered the perfect slender figure. Her younger sister, Lola, was the apple of everyone’s eye—the complete opposite of Sofia. Lola had it all: a beautiful face, a slim body, and she was even dating Damien, the soon-to-be Alpha. Everyone believed Lola was destined to be his mate. The future Luna. The perfect choice. Then fate turned cruel. Lola died, and Sofia was condemned for murder when a damning video showed her pushing Lola to her death. Overnight, she became a murderer in everyone’s eyes—even to Damien, the Alpha heir she secretly loved. On the day of her execution, Sofia is offered a choice. Die… Or live as a sex slave to the Alpha heir who hates her. Soon, word spread. Everyone heard about the famous Alpha Damien’s sex slave. Powerful men began to come forward—Alphas, Betas, and allies of the pack. Some were curious. Some wanted a taste of her. Others wanted to prove their strength by claiming what Damien despised. And with each passing day, the line of men grew longer. But what none of them knew was that a prophecy had long been whispered about Sofia. A prophecy spoken years ago. It said that the girl marked by fate would not only possess a rare and dangerous gift, but that kings, Alphas, and powerful men would one day fight each other for the right to claim her. A woman whose existence would ignite wars. A woman powerful enough to change the fate of packs. And Sofia… was the girl in that prophecy. Then came the real trouble. Damien’s uncle stepped into the picture. A respected Alpha. Calm. Influential. A man no one ever questioned. From the moment he saw Sofia, his interest was clear. He wanted her—and unlike the others, he had the power to challenge Damien. Soon, Damien was no longer the only one laying claim to her. For the first time, he had a real rival. And neither of them yet realized that the prophecy had only just begun to unfold.

One night of passion. One secret that could destroy her life. Isabella Cruzeiro never expected to wake up carrying the child of Cassian Vieri, the ruthless Alpha everyone fears. Now she’s caught in a world of danger, obsession, and forbidden desire and the man who claims her isn’t willing to let go. Enemies lurk in every shadow, and one wrong step could cost her everything. Will Isabella survive the darkness… or surrender to the devil’s heir?

#PossessiveAlpha #SharpTonguedOmega #RoyalCourt #EnemiesToLovers #SlowBurn #ABO #Mpreg #EliteGuards #KnifeDuke #ScandalRomance #DepartmentOfSpite The Emperor’s bloodhound knows only how to hunt and he’s found a very interesting new prey. Gregoris Frasner doesn’t do polite conversation or slow dances. He doesn’t charm at banquets or linger for court gossip. He kills when ordered, tracks threats no one else can see, and sleeps better when his hands are stained with something real. His loyalty belongs to the Emperor and his Consort. Everything else is temporary. Until Rafael Rosenroth. Rafael was supposed to stay out of this. He’d spent years avoiding his mother’s arranged marriages, carefully balancing court expectations with just enough distance to be safe. But after one too many incidents, he was drafted into Gabriel’s infamous “Department of Spite,” where diplomacy is sharp, everything is weaponized, and affection is more dangerous than betrayal. But fate and Alexandra pushed him right into the depths of hell. What began as a joke turned into an obsessive alpha and an omega who wants nothing to do with him. Books order: Bound by the Mark of Lies (BL) Shadow Unit Scandal: The Commander’s Omega

Amara Collins loses everything in one day, her job, her reputation, and her financial security, after being framed for a corporate data breach at Blackwood Holdings. Desperate to support her ailing mother, she never expects the same man who signed her termination letter to offer her a lifeline. Ethan Blackwood, powerful CEO and heir to a corporate empire, is under pressure from his board and investors to stabilize his public image through marriage. His solution is unconventional: a one year contractual marriage with strict rules, no romance, and complete discretion. Amara agrees, on one condition: Ethan must clear her name. What begins as a calculated business arrangement quickly spirals when anonymous threats surface, exposing secrets tied to a classified corporate project known as Project Helix. As hidden enemies move in the shadows, Amara realizes she may have been framed for reasons far bigger than office politics. The more she uncovers, the more dangerous the arrangement becomes. And the line between fake marriage and real feelings starts to blur. In a world built on power, reputation, and control, the greatest risk may not be betrayal, but falling in love with the man who was never meant to be hers.

Hunted by fate. Broken by betrayal. Chosen by destiny. After years of cruelty at the hands of her stepfamily, Lyra escapes, desperate for freedom. But her flight leads her straight into the clutches of ruthless rogues and into the path of Alpha Kael of the Shadowfang Pack, the mate the Moon Goddess chose for her. Only… Kael rejects her. Cast aside and forced to serve his lover Ari, Lyra’s spirit should have shattered. Yet fate refuses to be denied. When she’s sold to Alpha Ryland of the Silverclaw Pack, the kingdom’s most powerful ruler, her life takes an unexpected turn. Ryland’s kindness feels like healing… until the night he claims her as his fated mate, and a third bond ignites. Lyra is tied to three rival alphas. A connection forbidden by tradition. A love that could burn the world. Kael’s fire awakens her primal side. Ryland’s gentleness mends what’s broken. Eren’s steadiness anchors her heart. But Lyra’s tangled bonds are only the beginning. When she uncovers the truth about her bloodline, descendants of the Moonborn, the first wolves and the dark secret linking Kael and Ryland to her parents’ murder, the fragile threads of destiny begin to unravel. Now, Lyra must choose: Follow her heart… or embrace the power that could destroy them all.

Eira thought there could be nothing worse than being abducted by she-wolf traffickers, abused, tormented, and ultimately sold off to five powerful Alphas as nothing more than a breeder. She was wrong. The worst was yet to come. She was sold to the same five alphas who had ruined her life and were the reason for every torment she had gone through over the past six years. The Alphas were just as stunned to see her, yet they had no choice but to accept her for the sake of their pack’s future. Because pureblood she-wolves were rare, nearly extinct. Only they could bear the offspring of powerful Alphas, and ensure the survival and strength of the next generation. She hated them with every broken piece of her soul. And they hated her in return. The hatred was mutual. So what now? Eira made a silent vow. She will make them feel every brutal torment she had suffered. Every scar, every tear, every cry in the dark, they will taste it all. But the Alphas had plans of their own. They will use her. Breed her. And when she was no longer of use… they will kill her. But what will they do when the mysteries from the past start to uncover and lines of hatred start to fade into something else? Was it too late to regret?

Across the snowy mountains lies , a girl blessed by the touch of the moon goddess. Her life should have been simple, ordinary until fate binds her to the one creature she should fear most a ruthless Werewolf Alpha , a pure breed of genesis blood,whose heart was never meant for hers. The bond between them is unnatural, a tether once reserved for wolves now tied to human flesh. It is forbidden. Dangerous. Irresistible. As secrets long buried begin to claw their way to the surface, desire turns to obsession, and love threatens to ignite a war that could consume them all. In a world where loyalty bleeds, shadows whisper, and passion cuts as deep as betrayal, can their bond survive the darkness or will it destroy everything they hold dear.

His wolf is dying. His instincts are fading. Every heartbeat drags him closer to collapse... because he hasn’t found his mate, hasn’t marked or mated. At thirty, a wolf like him doesn’t just weaken, he falls, and his pack teeters without his strength. Fenris is running out of time. Whispers follow him like shadows: a wolf without a mate by twenty-five is forsaken by the moon goddess. Tradition calls him broken. But one night, the city shifts. A pull hits him, fierce and inescapable. His mate... his fated mate ..is out there. But when he finds the one made for him, nothing is as expected. But does Fenris even have a choice?

Elena spent years being treated as the weakest member of the Silver Ridge Pack. She had no wolf. No power. And no place beside the Alpha who was destined to be her mate. When Alpha Damon rejected her in front of the entire pack, Elena lost everything—her pride, her future, and the only home she had ever known. But the night she ran into the forbidden forest… everything changed. The wolf that awakened inside her was not ordinary. Silver fur. Ancient power. A legend whispered only in old pack stories. Now the girl everyone once pitied has become the Silver Wolf—a creature believed to have vanished hundreds of years ago. As Damon begins to realize the mistake of rejecting her, a mysterious Alpha with golden eyes named Kael appears, revealing that Elena’s power may be far greater than anyone imagined. Caught between a pack that once abandoned her and a dangerous Alpha who seems to know her true destiny, Elena must decide who she truly is. The rejected mate. Or the wolf powerful enough to change the fate of every pack. Because the return of the Silver Wolf doesn’t just bring power. It brings war.

A Reverse Harem Werewolf Romance --- Evaline Greystone was the daughter of an Alpha, yet her life was anything but privileged. After losing her mother at a young age, she suffered under the cruelty of her stepmother and step-siblings while her father ignored her existence. Her only solace was Ethan - the Alpha heir of a neighboring pack and the man she loved. But fate was never kind to her. When Eva turned sixteen, she discovered she had no wolf. Overnight, she became an anomaly, a disgrace. She became the laughingstock of the werewolf world. But her torment escalated into something darker, something sinister at the hands of none other than her stepbrother. Still, she held onto Ethan, believing his love would be her salvation. That illusion shattered on her eighteenth birthday. Ethan turned out to be her fated mate, but instead of joy, it brought devastation. The night after they had given themselves to each other, Ethan declared she was too weak to stand by his side. Worse, he rejected her publicly, choosing her stepsister instead. Humiliated, betrayed, and terrified of what her stepbrother would do next, Eva ran. But her escape led her straight into a nightmare. The next morning, she awoke to the horrifying news - her entire pack was annihilated. Not a single survivor remained. And the ones responsible? The four Rogue Kings - feared Alphas who ruled the lawless werewolf world. Ruthless and unstoppable, and they had come to finish what they started. But Eva wasn't dead. She was on the run. And pregnant. She didn’t get far before she was captured. Dragged before the Rogue Kings, she prepared for the end. But at the last moment, they changed their minds. Instead of killing her, they made her a maid - a fallen Alpha’s daughter serving the very Alphas who destroyed her world. What neither she nor the Rogue Kings knew was the cruel twist fate had in store. They were her mates. Despite her suffering, she refused to break, determined to carve a future for herself and her child. And to do that, she enrolled in the werewolf academy run by the Rogue Kings themselves.

Su Mianmian loved Tang Yunzheng for ten years. Everyone knew it. Except him. On her twentieth birthday, she thought he was finally going to confess to her. Instead, he introduced another woman as his girlfriend—right in front of everyone. “My girlfriend, Lin Jiaojiao.” In that moment, Su Mianmian realized she had been nothing more than a joke. When her best friend angrily asked him what she meant to him, Tang Yunzheng simply laughed. “Her? She’s just my childhood friend.” Heartbroken and humiliated, Su Mianmian walked away from the man she had loved for years. But that night, someone else noticed her tears. Gu Yizhou. Cold, powerful, and impossibly handsome—the man who also happened to be her sister’s fiancé. While everyone thought he was distant and untouchable, he quietly stepped into her life. He defended her when she was wronged. He comforted her when she cried. And slowly… he began looking at her in a way no one else ever had. But there was one problem. He was supposed to marry her sister. And just when Su Mianmian decided to forget love forever, the two men suddenly realized something they had ignored for years. One regretted losing her. The other refused to let her go. Now Su Mianmian must decide— Should she forgive the man she once loved… or risk everything for the one who has always protected her?

Adele de Frostfang, born a princess and a Luna by blood, she was never meant to be invisible. Yet at twenty-two, she remains unmated, powerless, and whispered about behind gilded doors. Her childhood spent in hospitals left her sheltered and naïve, while her younger sister shines effortlessly in the spotlight of society. In a world ruled by packs, power, and bonds, a Luna without a mate is seen as incomplete—and disposable. Tired of pity and ridicule, she makes a reckless decision: if fate will not give her a mate, she will choose one herself. She decides to learn the ways of high-circle from a rogue, what begins as lessons in confidence, society, and adulthood slowly turns into something deeper. But secrets cannot stay buried forever. This is a modern werewolf romance about choice, growth, forbidden bonds, and a no-mate Luna who dares to write her fate.

A broken bond. An alpha who refuses to back down. And a secret experiment that could turn werewolves into monsters. Welcome to Code: Fenrir.

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."

“Let me go Henry,” I said coldly. “I am not yours, not anymore.” Henry scoffed. “You will always be mine. I was your first mate.” “And yet you rejected me. I don’t need you anymore, I have-” “Who do you have, Nyssa? Him?” He laughed humorlessly. “You don’t even know who he is.” Rowan growled, a low warning sound. “Shut the fuck up!” “Why?” Henry shot back. “Tell her what you’re hiding, Rowan, let’s see if she still loves you after.” ********************* Nyssa was once the beloved of the pack—the Beta’s daughter, mated to the Alpha. But once her parents died, and she was unable to shift, her life began to crumble until she was finally rejected by her mate, Henry. It was hard enough that he left her for her best friend, but as the Beta’s daughter, she was forced to remain with him until an attack leaves their pack vulnerable and they have to seek help for the lycans. What was meant to be a diplomatic trip turned into chaos when Nyssa realizes she is mated to Rowan—the lycan king. Lycans and wolves don’t get along, and there is a lot of history between the three of them. To Nyssa, the angel she doesn’t know is better than the devil she knows, But what happens when that angel is just another devil in disguise? After all, Rowan is hiding some dark secrets of his own, the kind that threatens their already fragile bond. Would she be able to handle the pressure? Or will she go back to Henry who may have never gotten over her in the first place?

Ethan's life was going well... sort of. With three months to his wedding and almost enough savings to finally quit his stripping job, everything seemed almost perfect… Till his fiancé suddenly dumps him, and he loses everything he's ever built... in the span of one week. Standing at the edge of a storybuilding, he's about to throw himself off to end the suffocating pain when he suddenly gets a call... for an interview with a high-ranking company he never applied to. A company under the renowned Alpha Aurelian Vale. The S-tier Alpha who would change his life forever, and just may be tied to Ethan's present and past in more ways than he could even begin to imagine. The Alpha he THINKS he doesn't know. ******* "Why should I trust you? Isn't playing games the core of your business? Everything is a game to you. Even this... "He says, and I step closer to him... pushing myself against him, as I see fear return to his eyes. "You don't know me, Ethan. "I remind him, and I watch the anger in his eyes melt into stubbornness. "And you also don't know me, Mr. Aurelian! "He retorts, and I smirk. That's the Ethan I like. Feisty. "But I do know you. "I say, and he visibly gulps as beads of sweat begin to form across his forehead. "You're impulsive, stubborn, and daring. You are broken and hurting inside, but you mask all that pain with a smile. Never really healing from them, but burying them. Praying the day doesn't come when they rise from their graves. Your humour is your defence mechanism. It makes you feel stronger when you're intimidated or scared. "I continue, and his jaw drops as he gawks at me. I lean in closer to him, enjoying the heat of the proximity, as I drop low enough for my lips to brush against his ear, and his delicate orchid scent fills my lungs. "Am I wrong? "I question him, and he just blinks back. Visibly stunned by my words. I smile in satisfaction at him before stepping away from him, and once again I hit the emergency stop button. "I know you better than you think, Ethan. The sooner you understand this, the better. "I add before reaching for a cigar in my breast pocket and lighting it. I know it's against the rules, but I don't care. "You might want to cover that. "I say, pointing at the bulge in his pants, and he immediately turns red as he tries to drag his shirt down to cover it. Just then, the elevator doors open, and I smirk as people pour into the elevator, looking between Ethan and me. I see the stink eyes I get because of the cigar in my hand, but I only step out of the elevator because of the infant I see a mother carrying. As I leave Ethan behind, I send him a text. *Meet me in the car.*

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. ****Blurb***** "Look, I have an Escalade, by the way." Fedora's lips folded. He had no idea what to do with that information, but he figured if he just indulged the man's ego, it would end faster. Faster, my foot. Miguel swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a low, predatory whisper as he leaned in. "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for... I will get it done." He beat his chest softly, his eyes darkening. "If you can just follow me outside. To the back of my comfy Escalade. It's been a long time since I had a bitch served... in my car." He finished the sentence and swiped his tongue across his lips, biting them with a raw, sexual hunger. He waited for the final reply, already getting high on the thought of cupping that tiny waist with one hand and burying himself in that Chanel-scented skin until the boy pleaded his name in parables. Fedora went stoic. He was completely frozen, the world stopping as the shock and bewilderment hit him like a physical blow. He scoffed in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor. 'Back of the Escalade. Bitches served in a car'. "Me! Fedora!! Bitch!!! Served in the back of a car!!! Unto delicacy!!!! Gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered, the words replaying in his head like a record skip. A dry, hysterical laugh escaped his lips. Oh, this was the height of it. He wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him. Never. Miguel took another step closer, his head hovering over Fedora's, dominant and sure. The boy hadn't said a word; he was definitely giving in, Miguel thought. He leaned in further, waiting for the "yes" but what came next?! It was, by far, the least expected thing any living human being would have the guts to do to him. Behold, it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective, and resounding SLAP!!!! †††††††† **************** Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]

She is Unit 0047. Her job: feed corpses into the grinder. Fall short on quota, become the next fuel rod. Iris remembers nothing — not her name, not her past. Only a barcode on her neck and a faded photo of a place called Avalon. Then she pulls a dying Alpha werewolf from a pile of corpses and feeds him her blood. His eyes snap open. He stares at her like he's seen a ghost. "You… don't remember?" He knows who she is. He won't tell her. One month later, she's sold on an auction stage. He kicks down the door — "The cargo and the woman. I'm taking both." Everyone sees a purchased slave. No one knows her blood can overthrow the wasteland's entire power structure — or that her erased memories hide a secret worth killing for.

#REVERSE HAREM Damon rolled the parchment, slid it away. "I won't touch you tonight," he said softly. "Not because I don't want to (gods know I do), but because I want you to choose. When you're ready. When you understand what's coming." He turned toward the door. Paused. "One more thing," he said without looking back. "Aiden is drafting an order to bring you to the palace as a 'personal guest.' Blake is preparing to kidnap you before that order is signed. Caleb will probably try to hide you in the northern legions." A faint, tired laugh. "We're already tearing ourselves apart, and you've done nothing but exist." He opened the door. Rain lashed in. "Whatever you decide, little Heartbinder… decide soon. Because the storm outside is nothing compared to the one following your scent." He stepped into the darkness and was gone. Caleb let out a long, shaky breath. He turned to me, eyes wild. "We ride north tonight. My men will protect you." I stared at the empty doorway where Damon had vanished. Ten Alphas of the same blood. Ten princes. My knees finally gave out. I sank into the hay, soaked to the bone, heart pounding so hard I could barely hear the thunder anymore. From somewhere deeper in the woods, very far away, a wolf howled, long and mournful, like it already knew the ending. And under the roar of the storm, I swear I heard more hooves approaching. (Author needs more gifts and Golden tickets)