He put his finger under my chin and forced me to look up at him. “Why won’t you look at me?” He asked. “I don’t know.” I stuttered out. My heart was racing and my breath was getting caught in my throat. He grabbed me by the hand and he pulled me up so I was standing in front of him. He leaned forward and used his hand to brush a bit of my hair out of my face as he stared into my eyes. He then pulled me closer to him so we were chest to chest. I could feel his warm breath on my face and he leaned down, using one of his hands to force my face up to meet his. As our lips slowly met, it almost felt like fireworks erupting.

I looked up and there were triplets with brown hair, clean shaven and really tall with big muscles standing at the door. Izzy stopped talking to her friends and she ran up and hugged one of the triplets, who hugged her back. But it was brief. That triplet pushed her away and all three of them looked at me at the exact same time, almost mechanically. And they fixed their eyes on me and wouldn’t stop staring.

Amberly was living the life that every she-wolf would dream of. Until she one day discovers that the Alpha Devil is hunting her and her alone. With numerous attempts and people getting hurt, Amberly, the daughter of the head warrior knows that she needs to do something drastic in order to protect the ones that she loves.

I don’t have a single memory of my mother; she died bringing me into this world. But every recollection I do have is scorched with the presence of my father—his fists, his boots, the searing pain of his belt. I wear his anger like a second skin, every bruise branding me as guilty. He is the Alpha of the Crystal River Pack: looming, broad-shouldered, a shadow of terror in every room. For fifteen relentless years, he has looked at me with the same haunted fury—as if I were the executioner who stole his light. Each day he reminds me with flinty eyes and rasping words, "It should’ve been you. Not her. Not my Luna, not the mate who held my soul together. His angel. His heart. And me? I am nothing but the poison that leeched all hope from him—a blight, a curse, bad luck that he needs to crush underfoot."

When Madison is brought back to her home pack after a ruthless Alpha has taken it over, she never imagined her life would change in so many ways. From discovering the truth about her parentage to uncovering her purpose in life. And where her loyalties lie.

Coming to this island seemed like a good idea at the time. It meant I wouldn’t have to return home and take care of my parents during my summer vacation while they were too wasted to even get out of bed, except when they needed to find their next fix. So, when my boyfriend, Abel, suggested that I join him to visit his family on the island, I thought it was a great idea. How wrong could I have been?

“What do you want from me?” I managed to ask, my voice trembling as the reality of my situation settled in around me like a heavy fog. “You know exactly what I want. Get on your knees, trash.” He growled, starting to unzip his jeans. “Please, don’t.” I pleaded. “You’re going to do me and then Joseph and Mason and Julian. Now get on your fucking knees.” He demanded, pulling me downwards by my hair until I was on my knees.

I opened the bathroom door and just as I looked inside, I noticed all the steam billowing out, which I thought was really odd. When I looked up I saw Blaze was just getting out of the shower and he was reaching for a towel when he saw me standing there. I froze where I was and so did Blaze, but just for a moment. He turned his full gaze on me and smirked at me, seeing the embarrassment on my face. "See something you like?" He asked.

*****TRIGGER WARNING******** BOOK CONTAINS CHILD SEXUAL ASSAULT “Mine” The dangerous and menacing voice demanded in front of everyone in the room. Right after I was promised to the brutal warrior of our pack by my father. Everyone looked in that direction and there was a man standing there that I had never noticed before. He would have been in his early 20's, brown hair to his shoulders, a brown goatee, 6-foot 6 at least and very defined muscles that were now tense as his intense gaze was staring directly at me and Mason. Just when I thought my only way out is to leave when I turned eighteen, he just showed up like that in the party and take me away for the living hell I was in.

“Are you coming to my room tonight?” Bellamy laid on the bed with his hand holding up his head. “No she’s coming with me” A hand on her shoulder pulled her into a firm chest. Raven turned around and it was Zeke. Raven was stuck between these two incredibly delicious Alpha’s. Their hands all over her, wanting her like no one has wanted her before. She felt like she escaped one prison of torture by her father, only to be thrown into another prison between her two Alpha mates.