Novels by Denise

DanaThe wedding night has finally arrived. The long wait would end in less than an hour.I looked at my long, white, expensive, tailor-made dress. It was strange to get married for the second time, but we both decided to leave the past behind and focus on a new future. I'm not going to lie and say it's easy, because it isn't. But we've tried. We've done it together.Our relationship has strengthened after everything we've been through. Demian has become a better partner. Even better than in our past marriage. He has made it his mission to make me fall in love with him day by day and to show me his love.Our three children were happy to have a united family. I could see it in their faces. Soon, a fourth child would join our lives. Demian and I planned it. My health was stable, so we decided to try.“Miss, are you ready?” my chauffeur asked.The limousine was ready to take me to the church. After our wedding, we will go together as a family to the Caribbean. When we return, we will mov

DanaThe first month without him was hard. Without my mother's support, I would never have been able to move forward.The second month was terrifying. I cried so much. I don't know how I didn't become dehydrated.In the third month, my children were already so strong, and the doctors discharged us from the hospital, and we went home, where a four-year-old brother was waiting for us. I took care of Demian's little son because he was left alone. Rachel abandoned him, and he needed a mother. That little boy was not to blame for having a mother like Rachel, so I took care of him as if he were my own son. I know Demian would have loved that.The fourth month was just as painful as the third. I couldn't accept that he wasn't near me. I missed him so much. There wasn't a day when I didn't cry over his departure. I wondered if he was okay. Was he alive? Did he miss us? What did Rachel do to him?In the fifth month, I visited Jeremy's grave almost every day, asking him to help bring Demian hom

DanaI suddenly opened my eyes and sat up in bed, gasping. I coughed non-stop, and my mother was worried about me. I touched my abdomen and noticed that my belly was no longer the same as before. I frowned and looked at my mom."What happened? Where are my children?""The babies are alive in the maternity and baby room. They are in an incubator, daughter" my mom explained, stroking my hair.My babies... my children had been born, and I had been asleep the whole time. I wanted to touch and kiss them. I needed to see and meet them. Their faces, their little hands, and feet. My eyes filled with tears. Finally, I was a mother. Finally, I could meet them.I begged to be allowed to see them. Mom said she would call the doctor to have me taken to see my children. I had never felt such great excitement. I felt energetic like I hadn't felt in a long time."Don't strain yourself. You just came out of a complicated surgery. You have to stay calm. We'll wait for the doctor. Okay?"A surgery? Why

DemianI looked for the address where a black car with tinted windows would pick me up. Rachel's henchmen were coming for me to take me to her. That was the deal. I understood we were going to leave the city and the country so no one could find us. It was madness to leave the country and have no further contact with my family, Dana, or any information about my children. But that was the deal I made with Rachel so she would tell me how to save Dana. I trusted the maid would be of great help to Dana, my son, and my other two children. I wanted to believe everything would be fine while I was gone, but I wasn't sure of it.Nerves were eating me slowly and anxiety was my worst enemy. The star-filled sky didn't match the horrible feeling in my heart today.They picked me up and put a bag over my head. Another rule was not to resist the kidnapping they were going to perform. So I stayed still. I felt a prick on my neck and it took hold of my skin. I grimaced. That wasn't part of the deal, bu

DemianI had to make a quick decision to save Dana. I had to leave or stay with Dana while she died slowly. There was no certainty in Rachel's words, but I had to do something for Dana, and I believe the maid was right all along. If being with Rachel was the key to Dana's survival, I was going to do it. I had to take that risk. I had seen her die before my eyes. I couldn't let that happen again and have it be permanent. Dana and my children needed me. What kind of man was I if I couldn't protect my family from this hell? What kind of man was I if I couldn't keep them alive?I had to accept going with Rachel, but first, I had to make sure the surgery was successful. Hours passed without any answers. A doctor approached Dana's mother, and I went to listen to what happened."What happened? I'm Dana's husband. How is she? My children?""We delivered the babies, and they are alive, but they need to be monitored in incubators for a while, as their organs are still developing. Ideally, the b

DemianDana's heart stopped suddenly while we were talking. Her eyes were fixed on mine, but she was no longer moving. I was terrified. I felt a fear like I had never felt in my life. Anguish took over my body, dragging me down the path of pain. My chest tightened as I realized she was gone. Dana was gone. Someone had to do something. They had to bring my beloved back to me. I couldn't live without her because living without Dana was like being dead in my own life.I took her face in my hands as I heard the long beep of the machine connected to Dana. I searched for something to help her, but I didn't know how. No one prepares anyone for this. Not even I, a powerful Alpha, could escape such immense pain."Dana, no... No!" I shouted. "Don't go! You can't go! I won't allow it. Not like this. Please," I begged. I had never begged anyone for anything in my life, but for Dana, I was willing to do anything.I would give my life for hers. I was willing to take her place and her pain so that s

SophiaBright turned around but didn’t look at me. He walked past me, leaving the room. He was practically running away, I wasn’t sure if it was from me or from my questions. I stepped inside the room for a second, letting out a sigh, inhaling the faint scent of Bright’s cologne that lingered in the air. I sat on the bed, staring at his bed across from mine.After a few minutes, I went downstairs. I glanced out the window; the werewolves were still there, each of them in their assigned post. I stepped outside for a moment.“Is everyone okay?” I asked kindly.They all nodded politely.“Food will be brought to you shortly. James is sending someone to bring it for you,” I smiled.“Thank you,” they replied.“Go back inside, Sophia. James asked that you don’t spend too much time out here,” one of them mentioned.I nodded. I knew James had said that. I hated feeling like a prisoner in my own house, but it was for my protection.Just as I was about to step back inside, one of them said somet

Sophia I gave him permission to let it all out. I preferred he told me what he truly thought and felt, rather than treating me like something fragile. We were alone, so it was the perfect moment for him to vent and bring everything he was feeling to the surface. But he didn’t. He blamed me for our breakup, but he didn’t yell that he hated me. I was waiting for him to say it. That way, everything would be easier for me, and I’d have more reasons to accept that this marriage wasn’t right for either of us. I told him I didn’t want a half-hearted love, a love held together only by the commitment of having a child. But that didn’t mean there wasn’t a voice inside me begging me to give in to the idea. Still, it felt foolish, and the more reasons I had to shatter my hopes, the easier it would be. "Let’s be honest," I said. "You and I can't get married and pretend everything’s fine. We’re not mature enough to do that. We’ll just end up hating each other even more. And I don’t want to hate

BrightSophia stood in front of me, as beautiful as ever. Her brown hair fell over her shoulders, dancing with every subtle, gentle movement. Her gaze was as intense as fire, or like a tornado destroying everything in its path. Her perfectly sculpted facial features looked even more beautiful than usual. Her full lips curved unfairly whenever she disagreed with something I said.I felt so vulnerable looking at her. Her eyes were defiant. She didn’t look weak, she looked determined. There was something different about her, something that had floated to the surface during breakfast. Sophia had woken up that morning with a completely different attitude, firm, resolute. She no longer seemed like the restless, indecisive, immature Sophia she used to be. There was determination in her eyes and her movements. She didn’t let herself get stepped on. She stood up for herself. She confronted me, looking at me with eyes that had never looked at me like that before.She looked upset, but there was

SophiaBright and I arrived home. It felt strange to walk in after being away for so long. But what felt even stranger was walking in with Bright. It was as if the past came flooding back, but now there was this small glimmer of hope, the hope that things could change. It felt like we had been handed the perfect chance, the one I had always wished for, to get close again. We were back in the place where our official story had begun. A story I never wanted to start... but now, it was a story I never wanted to end.Bright glanced at me. I could tell he was thinking the same thing I was, but neither of us dared to say it out loud. I couldn’t bring myself to mention it either. But the questions were already swirling in my head. Questions only he could answer.Like... the wedding.What the hell were we supposed to do about that? He hadn’t brought it up once the entire drive here. And it was just the two of us in his car, while other pack members followed behind in separate cars. The entir

SophiaJames didn’t want us to leave, I could see it on his face. Beneath all the anger, resentment, and fear, he didn’t want to leave me unprotected. But he trusted Bright. He knew Bright would take care of me in the way our own father refused to, just because I had broken a traditional rule that I couldn’t care less about.“I tried convincing Dad to let you stay... but the best I could get was one night. I’m sorry,” he said quietly, stepping fully into the room and closing the door behind him. He leaned his back against it.“And... what about Mom?” The question had been circling in my mind, and I couldn’t hold it back.Mom already knew about my pregnancy and had been supportive in her way. I didn’t expect her to agree with everything I’d done, but I at least hoped she wouldn’t side with Dad. It wouldn’t change my decision to leave, but it would hurt if I felt she was letting go of my hand to stand with him. That would break me more than anything my father could ever do. I didn’t wan

SophiaThere were questions drowning my mind, questions painfully difficult to ask, and that made me nervous. Truth be told, what I was really afraid of was the answer. After the conversation during breakfast, the topic of marriage kept lingering in my head. I needed to understand whether Bright had said it because it was true or just to get through the moment.This wasn’t something to joke about, and I hadn’t thought he would say it so lightly and commit like it was nothing. But I wasn’t sure. Bright had been just as confused as I was in the past, so I didn’t know what to expect from him now.“I won’t lie to you, Sophia. This won’t be easy... but I’ll be with you the entire time, taking care of you both. I’ll handle the company paperwork from home. We’re going back. Back to our home. To your home,” he corrected himself.The house was in both Bright’s and my name when we got married. My parents had bought it for us. But after the divorce, Bright gave me everything, we split everything