Novels by Nathan Emorey

"Hey babe! Come, come come. Take a look at this!" "What is it again Hun? You just got back from work. You should have rest." "Okay, you remember I dropped my application letter with Swinda Agrochem right?" "Yeah. I do. What about it? You got the job?" "Not only did I get the job, but I was given instant promotion to be the sales manager! Crazy right?" "Hold on. This doesn't make any sense. You were just employed in the biggest company in the city. And here you are saying you were given an instant promotion? Look, I think you've taken too much alcohol today. Let me put you to sleep." "Oh, you're not my mother. Don't carry me. Your hands are not that strong as a matter of fact. Alright, look at it. My employment letter and confirm for your big eyes!" He grabbed the phone from her hand and saw the read the Email that was displayed on her phone screen. "This is…possible! We're rich. Haha.. we're rich!" He said then knelt down to speak with Nancy. "When you come to this wo

"Ethan Albert!" Mr. Chester said sarcastically and laughed. "You know, being the governor of New Hilton, I highly respect and, maybe fear you! You've got some fuckin guts." He said and began to walk his way through the crowd gently. He then knelt besides Ethan's bed and smiled. Holding his hand up, he placed them on Ethan's head, probably to feel Ethan's temperature. "I wonder how you're able to escape. It's intriguing. You're alive and getting better Ethan Albert. Don't you want to meet your dear Jameson in heaven? Huh?" The governor didn't wait for a reply from Ethan. He simply stood back up, scanned the room and while everyone was yet watching, he dipped his hands in his pocket as if to pick up something. Amanda suddenly stood up. "Mr. Governor, I'd say it's best you'd leave so we avoid further complications. Ethan here has committed no crime and therefore has no charges against him. New Hilton has to hear the truth. Someone needs to say it!" She said with confide

Lois stood outside the restroom, her heart aching for Nancy. She could hear the cries and pleas from inside, the desperate longing for her mother's presence. Lois gently knocked on the door. "Nancy, my dear, please open the door. Let me in. We can talk," Lois said softly, her voice filled with compassion. But Nancy's voice came muffled through her sobs, "Go away, Granny! Leave me alone! I want Mommy!" Lois fought back her own tears, understanding the depth of Nancy's pain. She knew she had to find a way to reach her. With a heavy sigh, she took a deep breath and began to sing a familiar lullaby, the one Kristen used to sing for Nancy and Kamsi. "Hush, little one, don't you cry, Mommy's watching from the sky. Though she's gone, she's always near, in your heart, she's always here." As Lois sang, the words carried the warmth of a mother's love and the gentle reminder of Kristen's presence. Gradually, Nancy's sobs quieted, replaced by sniffles and hiccups. Finally, Nancy opene

Zach sat besides his wife crying profusely. He hated himself so much that he regretted ever getting married to such beautiful innocent woman. He just didn't deserve her. He has never deserved her. He wished Kristen would just live. Just… just open her eyes, or shake her fingers or do something. With every strength in his body that managed to control his tears, Zach pleaded endlessly to Kristen's body, begging for her just to show a sign that she was still alive. Zach couldn't just believe that his wife. His own dear wife whom he married, whom he bore 2 kids for, 2 beautiful girls for, was dead. It just.. just didn't sound right to him. Speaking of his girls, Lois finally allowed the girls to come see their mother. Kamsi and Nancy were numb. Kamsi was wailing out loudly. "Mommy please mommy! Please, just get up mommy. Look, daddy's here. Granny's here. Let's go to the beach. Please mommy!" Kamsi kept crying refusing to succumb to any of Lois's kind words. Nancy on the ot

Ethan's words echoed through the airwaves, carrying the weight of his harrowing experiences. The revelation of the governor's sinister actions sent shockwaves through the hearts of those who listened. In his passionate plea for justice, Ethan recounted the governor's desperate attempts to conceal his secrets. He spoke of the hospital attack, where he, Amanda, and Adrian had visited Beatrix, the governor's daughter. Adrian, who possessed vital information, had been living in hiding, constantly evading danger. The room fell into a heavy silence as Ethan shared his own abduction at the hands of the governor, accompanied by Colton and his father, Blake. He described the intense torture he endured, the threat to his very life. In that dark moment, it was the courage and intervention of Officer Don and Detective Ryan that saved him from the brink of death. His voice carried a note of urgency as he addressed the listeners, his words resonating with a mixture of concern and determin

Colton's anger surged like a tempest within him as Ethan's words struck a nerve. He couldn't fathom how this man, whom he had meticulously planned to eliminate in that caravan, now stood defiantly before the world, exposing their darkest secrets. His fists clenched in a mix of frustration and disbelief. In his office, Blake shared in his son's astonishment. His mind raced to comprehend the implications of Ethan's survival. He reached for the telephone, intending to call Colton and discuss the unfolding crisis. However, before he could dial the number, the phone rang with a shrill urgency, revealing the caller ID: Mr. Chester, the governor himself. Fear gripped Blake as he hesitantly answered the call. The voice on the other end was filled with seething rage and menace, unmistakably that of Mr. Chester. The governor's furious words lashed out at Blake, threatening him and Colton with a slow and agonizing demise. Mr. Chester seething with anger spoke "Blake, you spineless fool

Damien's POV I woke up feeling rather queer. My whole body ached. I needed to start hitting the gym. I was probably low on testosterone. As I sat calmly on my bed, thinking about the day, I was left with disquieting thoughts about last night. I still couldn't smell where something was wrong. I could understand what was going on, but whatever it was, I sure needed to be careful. The substance Amber had left last night was still on my reading table. I kept it safe. Lilly, the pack healer should be able to detect what substance this is. I grabbed my phone, threw a shirt on and went to see what was for breakfast. Walking down the stairs, I stretched as hard as I could. I truly needed to hit the gym. But first, a warm massage would do the trick. As I got to the living room, I breathed in the fresh air of peace. Today, it smelled different. Today felt positive. Besides my body pain, I felt good today. Something told me that there should be some sort of good news today! Even E

Damien's POV I couldn't believe the words that had just escaped Amber's lips. "Be the next Luna?" The thought echoed in my mind as I tried to make sense of it. A surge of guilt washed over me as I realized how close I had come to crossing a line I should never have approached. Amber, the maid, my uncle Derek's daughter, had nearly become a regrettable mistake. "What the heck do you mean?" I questioned her, scrutiny. She stopped panting and moaning. She tried to maintain her cool, but I knew there was something behind this. Was she fucking me to get a child from me and become…. "Look, Alpha, I apologize. Your dick was soo.." "It's alright. Just leave. You can leave now. And do not ever come into my room again. Is that clear?" I commanded. I could sense her confusion and unease as she walked away. Watching her depart, I couldn't help but wonder what had prompted her to say such things. It was a stark reminder for me to be cautious, especially with Amber and my uncle Derek arou

Amber's POV It was working! It was finally working. I nodded and went back into his room and watch him shut the door behind him. I walked over to his reading table beside the window and simply stood there like a humble Mary girl with no lamb. He was handsome, very handsome, God knows. He was well built. From his biceps that forced their way through his shirt, to his shiny black hair and his beautiful eyes. He kept staring at me, saying nothing. His boned face was as straight as possible. Thanks to Daniella, I wore this bikini. It was indeed the perfect choice. He fell for it at once. "So, tell me, what is your name?" His cold voice sounded, resonating with the silence in the room. I smiled warmly. "I'm Amber, Alpha. Amber Romeo!" I answered respectfully. He nodded and walking a bit closer, he averted his steps and walked towards his bed, then be sat down and took his phone out and pressed a few buttons, then he switched it off. "Come, sit." He demanded. His eyes wa

Damien's POV I simply looked at his eyes and growled softly. He hasn't heard? I saw the fear in his eyes. He was immediately humbled. I liked it. Those eyes of fear! "Cut it Miguel. That's the Alpha right there! Alpha Damien." One of the girls sparked immediately. "Um.. oh. Alright! I…I gotta get outta here." "You should be more careful as to how you speak to strangers, Miguel." I conceded. "Yeah, whatever." He said and stormed off angrily, followed by the 3 others. I gently walked towards Elara who was still watching the door through which her friends walked through. She was sad. She ought to be. She just lost her father. But on a second thought, I had lost my father too. And my grandma, and my girlfriend. Crying and shedding tears did absolutely nothing to me but only made me weaker. I looked down at her with piy. She ignored me and couldn't stare at my face. She simply turned her head to the opposite direction. "I know why you're here." She began. "Just say it and

Elara's POV "Dad? Where's my dad?" I asked as soon as I heard someone in the room talk. A voice had woken me up. I turned to look at the man sitting beside me. "Where am I? Where did you bring me? Where's my dad? Tell me, where's my father?" I screamed, still trying to recall what had happened and how I got here. Quickly, the man walked out of the room and returned with some nurses who calmed me down with a syringe and began to check my other vitals. The injection worked. My body became weak and all I could do was watch these people converse. Slowly, and gradually, I began to remember what happened. I was in my father's car, heading into the school when.... Yes. This was it! My dad! As soon as I recalled the incident, I began to cry profusely. My head couldn't understand what really happened back there, and my heart couldn't phantom if this was real. I tried to speak to Mia, but she was probably too weak to answer. My whole body hurt. My dad had told me that it takes longer

Damien's POV It was the first day of college in a long long time. I'm sure very few persons would remember me. Besides, I hadn't much friends back then. It was just me and a psychopath, Nathan. He left our pack a few months ago when he lost his grandfather in death in the hand of unknown rouges. Well, during my father's reign, a lot of abductions happened. I had a nice cold bath. I finally had to put a mirror in my bathroom. I had to face myself and face my fears. But each time I looked into the mirror, all I saw was Echo. His dark cold eyes. His villainy portrayed through all nukes and crannies of my soul. Last night was darker than ever. The nightmare got me sleeping in the wrong side of my bed. Indeed, my life was a mess. I decided to go hot today. Being the Alpha and the new, renowned company CEO, I just got to be at my best at all times. I wore an already nearly ironed black t-shirt that had silver lining round the collar edge and the chest pocket. Beneath the black shirt wa

I felt pleased and I took a deep breath. Despite the fact that Blake had been under control for a long time, he remained the wicked Alpha I ever knew, asides Alpha Eugene who left his people in time of war. Jane screamed loudly. Her pitch was way too high that it frightened Sullivan. "It's now your time to die. Now, I will rule the pack. You're no Alpha, you're just a child, as helpless as your father" Sullivan grinned evily. Those words cut me so deep. "Helpless? My father? Helpless?" My eyes flared up. I must admit, I had a lot of anger issues, even my wolf told me. "He couldn't protect his wife, not even his dear son, now, they're six-feet below the ground, and what did you do? You ran away child, for seven years. "If you had been the Alpha you claim to be, where have you been all these years while Blake suffered the people. Huh?" Sullivan faced the crowd trying to convince them. At this point, I knew something was wrong. Sullivan was only intent on makin

Everyone paused in alarm. Sullivan was also shocked. His daughter was dead? Was this even his daughter? Doubt began to rise about their relationship. No father, no father at all would treat his daughter in this brutal manner. Yet, he just stood there besides Blake saying nothing. I shifted back, then I turned around to look at the Alpha as he sat down back on his seat undisturbed. I quickly ran over to Abigail. The bullet went through her chest. I bent my body over her and tried to wake her up. Her heart beat had stopped. She was not responding to any of my movements neither did she give me any hope. She had died. Abigail had died. It sounded funny to me, maybe because it wasn't even possible. At least to me. "Hey, get up, it's time to finish what we have started. Look! Victory is just a step away my love" I tapped on her face. Everyone, including the Alpha stared at me blantly, no one said a word. "Come on, you won't leave me Abigail, will you?" I began to sweat

I still didn't move an inch. I simply stood there and watched as he walked swiftly towards me. As soon as the room has enough light to see, I saw the beauty of the chamber. It looked more ancient than I could think of. It was nearly arranged and had beautiful but ancient artifacts that still maintained an enchanting feel. I looked round and kept admiring the chamber. It was worth staring at. Then, I saw a big framed work hanging on a wall above a long table that looked like a communion table. But it was covered with a big cloth, so, the content was not visible. On the table were smaller candles that brimmed brightly as Sullivan lit them up, so it gave the cloth right above it an epic voyage look. "Wondering what's behind that cloth huh? Sometimes, what we see isn't always what we expect" Sullivan said and walked towards the frame. He looked at me smiling and then grabbed hold of the cloth and pulled it down. "There, the true King of Leviathan Moon pack, your father!"

I growled in excruciating pain. I saw my life leaving me. "It's wolfsbane. Move back let me handle this." The lady ran towards me shoving Abigail aside. She brought out a lighter and in no time, she had lit up a wood she grabbed nearby, then she handed the lighter to Abigail carelessly. "Hold still." She spoke and then placed the fire directly to the injury. I immediately let out a loud yell. The pain would kill an ordinary person, maybe. Thanks to Tech. I shut my eyes when she had finished. The both of them just stared at me as I healed slowly. "Aren't you the Alpha's daughter? What are you doing here?" Abigail mustered up courage to ask. "Hi. I'm Jane. Yes. The Alpha's daughter. I felt that Nate here was in danger, so I had to come save him" "Felt? Nate? You know him?" Abigail turned to look at me. I was still exhausted, so my eyes were partly shut. Yet, I saw drops of tears flowing from Abigail's eyes. She had already understood what was going on, s

"Is this what I'm thinking?" I asked my wolf quietly. "Yes. She is the Alpha's daughter, and she is your mate. Facts that cannot be changed" he chuckled. I watched her as she walked up to her father. Her gown rubbed the ground with each step she made. Truthfully and frankly, she was beautiful. I could feel the bond getting stronger. I got lost in thought that I didn't realize when Blake spoke. "She is my daughter. The only child I have" he spoke. He then stood up from his chair and began to walk towards me gently but firmly. He was a huge man. In his mid 30's. He was muscular and had a fearful eyes. His walking steps were slow and steady, making one feel chills run down he spine. One could never know his next move. I was still chained up and could barely move. I knew within me that this wouldn't be much of a struggle to break free, but I flowed. When he finally got to my position, he leaned his head on my shoulder, his thick beared resting on my torso

The ride back to the Ardent Lion's pack, my old pack was quite a short one. In no time, we arrived the big city filled with thousands of persons, or a million. I stared at the watchtower as soon as they passed the suburbs and fabourgs right on the outside of the wall. A fierce man stared back at me, watching my every move. I wasn't not scared a bit. I was infact agitated. We came walking past these big mansions and then smaller ones. Virtually everyone had a something to sell in his house. As we walked past the gently curving streets, supplimented by a network of hidden lanes and courtyards and then to the market place. Frankly, the city was indeed beautiful. Papa had never let me have access to the city or go anywhere near the pack house. We the slaves who worked in Blake's farm stayed outside the city in tents. That was where I was born. I could see many people being flogged and treated like dogs. They were either an Omega or a captive. It was just li

Author's POV The clash of fur and fang erupted in a flurry of movement as Nathan and Alpha Black lunged at each other. Nathan's wolf, fueled by a potent mix of rage and desperation, attacked with a ferocity that initially caught Alpha Black off guard. The ground trembled beneath the impact of their collisions, each swipe and bite leaving scars on the once untouched soil. "Is this the best WormWood can offer?" Alpha Black sneered, parrying Nathan's aggressive assaults. "Your father was a more formidable opponent." Nathan growled, his eyes ablaze with determination. "You won't break us!" The initial moments favoured Nathan. His wolf, driven by the need to rescue his mother and avenge his fallen pack, overwhelmed Alpha Black. The air crackled with the tension of the confrontation, and the spectators, including Selene, watched in anticipation. As the battle unfolded, Alpha Black adapted. His movements became more strategic, exploiting Nathan's blind rage. The advantage shifted, an

Author's POV Alpha Black's, sinister laughter echoed through the desolate battleground. The scene before Nathan was a nightmare – his pack defeated, warriors dead or gone, Dexter held hostage, and his Selene, a fucking traitor. This was not part of the plan! His heart bled. "Well, well, Nathan. It seems fate has dealt you a cruel hand," Alpha Black sneered, circling Nathan with a predatory gaze. "Your father, now him, and soon, you." Nathan's eyes burned with fury. "You won't get away with this. Where is my mother?" He screamed out in anger, but he remained in his position. Behind him were over a hundred warriors. He knew he probably stood no chance! Alpha Black chuckled, his voice dripping with malicious delight. "Impatient as always. Patience, young Alpha. All in good time." Nathan couldn't hold back. He roared, "Enough games! Tell me where the fuck my mother is it I will bulge out your eyes!" "Ah, the joys of power. The desperation in your voice, the helplessness in your eye

Author's POV Nathan's wolf senses were alert as they entered Ironclaw, a sense of battle hanging in the air. However, things took an unexpected turn – an eerie silence met them. The streets were empty, homes left behind as if frozen in time. There wasn't a soul around, creating a strange and unsettling stillness that surrounded them. The usual signs of life were conspicuously absent, turning their mission into an eerie exploration of a deserted territory. It felt like stepping into a ghost town, leaving an uneasy feeling in the pit of their stomachs. He grabbed Dexter's shoulder. "What the hell is happening? Where is everyone?" Dexter, visibly shaken, stuttered, "I.. I don't know, Alpha. This ain't right. They should be here." Nathan frowned, his instincts telling him something was amiss. "Spread out, find Selene. We need to know what's going on." The search was frantic. The warriors moved cautiously through the eerily silent city, their senses heightened. It was like a ghost

Nathan's POV Nathan's POV Regret clung to me like a shadow, heavy and suffocating. The room echoed with silence, a stark reminder of my foolish choice of letting Carina leave. My wolf, Brain, usually a source of strength, whimpered within me. It was wounded, not physically, but in a way that ran deeper. Carina, our mate, was gone, and the bond between us ached with her absence. How could I have betrayed her trust? My duty as an Alpha was not just to the pack but to her, and I had failed miserably. Was I becoming too soft? I am the most feared Alpha in the Werewolf kingdom. Why would I allow one single female encroach my heart an let me feel bad? That was totally fucked up! Dexter revelled in her departure. His loyalty wavered between me and the power vacuum her exit created. His satisfaction at her absence grated against my inner turmoil, creating a dissonance that mirrored the chaos of our pack. “Alpha, it's time.” His voice echoed in my empty room. “I'll be with you. Make

Carina's POV The dense forest enveloped me in its silent embrace as I ventured into the unknown. The moon cast its silvery glow, guiding my path through the labyrinth of trees. Each step echoed my internal turmoil, resonating with the betrayal I'd just witnessed in Nathan's room. A gust of wind whispered through the leaves, carrying the scent of pine and earth. I walked, unsure of my destination, driven only by the need to escape the pain that clung to WormWood Pack's territory. After running for a while, I decided to sit under a tree. The one big question that lingered in my confused mind was “What next?” That was a question I had no answer to. I barely even have answers to questions about myself let alone an answer to a more intricate question. The night was alive with the symphony of nocturnal creatures, and as I continued, a faint melody reached my ears. I quickly stood still and made no flicker of sound. Was someone closing in on me? I felt a bit scared. The woods was

Carina's POV Restlessness gripped me, swirling in the depths of my thoughts like a tempest threatening to consume my sanity. I was truly going insane by the constant questions that bombarded my head. I had been left in the room, abandoned by unanswered questions about Nathan's intentions and the fact that I was a what, Lycan Apex? How was that even possible? This explains it. This explains everything. Why my father was on constant attacks, why I was banished, why I was able to attack Jude that way. It all began to make sense, but it didn't actually make sense. A Lycan Apex was a cursed breed of wolves according to history and it is generally believed that they cause havoc and when they get out of control, they can destroy as many things and wolves as possible. These wolves only exists once or twice in a hundred years. My mentals were messing me. I still couldn't believe it. I was a Lycan Apex. Ava.. “You wouldn't feel it. A wolf is not supposed to say if it is a Lycan Apex. You