Book Ranking List of Dreame

My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, “Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, “Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"

Ruby Rue believed she and her boyfriend were destined to be mates. However, on her sixteenth birthday, her world shatters when she learns that they are not mates at all. Instead, she is destined for the powerful, god-like alpha twins, but they have chosen to ignore her. Heartbroken, she flees home and undergoes a remarkable transformation. Five years later, a tragedy compels her to return home. This time, everything has changed—Ruby Rue is no longer the girl who let others walk all over her. She stands tall and strong, ready to face the world independently and fulfill her duties to her pack. But why do the alpha twins, who once despised her, now look at her as if she were their next delicious meal? Will she be able to resist the irresistibly sexy twins, especially with the increasing attacks on their pack that will force them all to work together?

Clarice Banister thinks her life is perfect. She loves Christmas and her life. She has an amazing husband and a best friend that is closer than any sister. When she finds out that nothing is perfect, she is forced to make a hard decision that might change everything about the life that she had imagined. When she needs to think about her next move she finds herself back into a town she never thought she would step foot in after her grandmother's death. Will the change in scenery give her back the holiday spirit and a future she could never imagine or will ghosts of the past try to convince her that the future she had planned is still a possibility.

Twenty-five years ago, Gus was riding high as one of New York’s rising stars. He was well on his way to joining the ranks of the likes of Julius DaLair and Silas Prescott. Until his world came crashing down when he found his fiancé in bed with his twin brother. Rage like nothing he experienced before erupts from him. He burns every bridge before deciding to see a man about a motorcycle and heading for the open road. Gus’s path leads him straight to a quiet town of Serenity, Ohio and crosses with another biker trying to find himself. After bonding over a bar fight, Gus is inspired to begin a new phase of his life: president of an MC. He builds himself an empire and finds a new queen to teach him the true meaning of love, devotion and loyalty. His past seems like a bad dream until it comes knocking again on Jacob’s fifth birthday. For twenty-five years, Fin has been desperately looking for his twin brother. He hopes to finally apologize and perhaps gain his brother’s forgiveness. Finding his brother in a small town in Ohio was surprising enough let alone the fact Gus has become the founder and president of his own motorcycle club. But more shocking than that is learning Gus is not only married but also has a five-year-old son. Gus isn’t convinced that the only reason Fin has been looking for him is simply for a chance to reconnect. Fin was always good at skating away from responsibilities, leaving Gus to clean up the mess. Is there too much water under the bridge or can they still find a way home as brothers?

Escaping from her abusive husband with nothing but the clothes on her back, a beaten and bruised Laura shows up on the doorstep of her estranged older brother - and President of a well-known motorcycle club, Jake Wilson. But before she can even make it into the house, she runs into a tall, dark, deep well of trouble - her brother's best friend and second in command, Talon Nash. *********** The sound of hammers and saws echoed through the house as I stepped inside one morning, carrying a tray of coffees. The air was thick with the scent of sawdust and fresh paint. Talon was in the living room, shirtless and sweaty, his muscles rippling as he wrestled with a stubborn piece of drywall. His tattoos seemed to come alive under the portable construction lighting and I couldn’t help but pause for a moment, admiring him. “Coffee’s here,” I called out, setting the tray down on what would eventually be our kitchen counter. The prospects perked up immediately, abandoning their tools and swarming the tray like moths to a flame. Talon glanced over his shoulder, his piercing green eyes locking onto mine. He wiped his forearm across his brow and smirked. “You’re spoiling ‘em, angel,” he said, nodding toward the prospects. “They’re working hard,” I replied with a shrug, picking up one of the cups and walking over to him. “And so are you.” He took the coffee from me, his fingers brushing against mine, sending that familiar shiver down my spine. He took a long sip, his eyes never leaving mine, and then set the cup down on the windowsill. “Hard work’s got its rewards,” he said, his voice low and rough, dripping with something that made my stomach flip. I raised an eyebrow, trying to play it cool. “Oh? And what’s my reward for bringing you coffee?” He stepped closer, closing the gap between us in one stride. His hands found my hips, pulling me into him with a firm but gentle grip. The sawdust clinging to his skin mingled with the scents of his sweat and cologne, and I breathed it in, reveling in it. “Your reward,” he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear, “is me not dragging you upstairs and ruining you right now in front of all these guys.” My breath hitched, and I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, but I smirked. I wasn’t about to let him win this one. “No fair. That’s more of a punishment than a reward,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest. “I want a refund.” “NOT getting f*cked in front of the prospects is a punishment?” He chuckled, a deep rumbling sound that vibrated through me. “Fine,” he added, his lips curling into a wicked grin. “Careful what you wish for, angel.” Before I could respond, he bent down and hoisted me up over his shoulder like a sack of flour. I let out a startled laugh, my hands instinctively gripping the back of his jeans. The prospects paused their work, watching with amused smirks as Talon carried me toward the stairs. “Talon!” I protested, though my laughter betrayed me. “Put me down!”

Heather was a normal werewolf, she had turned 18 two months ago and had not found her mate, but she was okay with that. Mason was one of the king's six sons, and one of the five, who unmated and were playboys, loving women and leaving them wanting for more, none of them wanted a mate, they loved the easy life too much. The king and queen were fed up with the womanizing ways of their sons and had put an all-out command, that all unmated females eighteen to twenty-five, must come to the castle, during the summer break and meet the boys. Heather avoided going to the castle, she was not interested in having a playboy as her mate, thinking she had got away with not going until one day six guards arrived at her home and escorted her to the castle. Unlucky for her, one of the princes is her mate. How will they bond, when Heather hates, that he is a playboy and refuses to be mated to him?

The holidays should be a time to celebrate and bring joy, love and spread generosity and goodwill.Instead it’s a dark shadow of mourning, grief and remembrance. Christmas hasn’t been the same since my mother died.Now having to return home to the MC to not only bury two more family members on Christmas but to take over the care of my twin nieces. I have to face the ghosts of Christmas past.Only this ghost is the love of my life and like a secret Santa I have a big secret in the form of our three year old son, Chance.Can love and the spirit of Christmas be reignited? Or will it always be a dark shadow?