Novels by Little Jupiter

Charde’s POVI stood by the giant window of my room, a glass of wine sitting on the pane as I glanced at the landscape of the pack my father left me. Numerous thoughts had been rising in my head, but the window was the perfect spot because each one that came up whooshed away from the spot.The door of my room opened and Lydia walked in, the clacking of her heels disrupting my peace.I turned around quickly. “I warned you not to come in here without a knock.”“I’m sorry, Charde, but we need to talk,” she said, not pulling back a step.“Whatever it is can wait for later,” I said.“No.”“Don't you dare object to me.”“And don't you dare make me sit and act like everything is alright while you send my fiancé on a suicidal mission.”“I am your Alpha,” I reminded her with a fierce growl.Tears rolled down her eyes. “He just came back from a long mission, Charde. You didn't even let him spend a night with me.”“Tristan is the most skilled spy there is in this pack. If there's anyone who can

Sabrina's POVI felt his nails sinking into the skin of my hips, threatening to turn into claws as drop-after-drop of his sweat splattered all over the crook of my spine.For the past seven days, I'd played pretend in his bed. Sometimes in the morning, sometimes in the evening. It was starting to feel like a routine.“It wants to happen again, Miranda. The beast wants to take control,” he roared.“Stop at nothing, my love!” I begged him, my eyes shut tight as my fingers gripped. For some reason, the words I moaned always turned him on some more. And I'd begun to take note of the most effective ones.“If the beast is a part of you then I want it too. I want all of you.”He growled fiercely, his nails sinking deeper as he thrust harder into me. I felt a sharp pain in cervix, but I wasn't about to stop. If that was the true feel of sex, then I didn't mind being that other woman while it lasted.He thrusted into me with reckless abandon, going back and forth. While I gripped the sheets ti

Charde's POV "At every cost, you have to bring Sabrina back. I can't exist without her," Linga worried me the next morning as I woke up to prepare for the resumption of my duty. "I know. I have heard you. Can you just stop saying that now? Let me get some peace of mind at least," I said to him. "I need her back today," he growled. "Can you let me fucking think! I've heard you. I'll get her back. Now, give me some bloody space!” I bashed at him. With a moanful growl, he backed down and I strode into the bathroom. As the chill water from the shower drizzled on my bare body, I fell deep into thoughts. I had a lot to do that morning, but I couldn't get off the distraction of thinking about Sabrina. It'd be a shame if other Alphas found out that I sold my mate to the dark lord. I could already picture them laughing at me and calling me a coward. I ate breakfast and headed to my office room. As I walked into the room, my eyes quickly spotted a pile of letters on my desk, definitely

Charde’s POV I slowly opened my eyes as I felt something cold on my forehead. "He's running temperature again," a feminine voice said, "get me another towel." I slowly opened my eyes to see who it was. My lids felt so heavy and my vision was blurry for a few seconds before I was able to fully open my eyes. "He's awake!" The nurse who stood before me yelled out loud. Marcus, the leader of the guards, came rushing into the room. "Alpha Charde!" He called out the moment our eyes met. I tried to speak, but my lips felt like they were tied down to a heavy stone. That same heaviness weighed my limbs down as I made a vile effort to sit up. "Take it easy, Alpha Charde. You're not strong enough to move just yet," the nurse advised. I turned towards her and, on her palm, she held a tray of three syringes and four bottles of antidote. My lips were forced to open, "don't tell me those things are for me!" Everyone who knew me well was aware that I hated medications so much. I could cons

Sabrina’s POV "We are five minutes away from Trisvila," said the guard who rode the chariot. "Good," the Dark Lord said, his voice just a tempo above a whisper. We had been riding for the past one hour and I was yet to utter a word. I'd tried to be a strong girl, hoping to find the slightest chance of escape. But there was none. My hope was shattered. Any form of encouragement I was giving myself was just in vain. The road we traveled was deserted. The deafening silence it bore was more dreadful than a cemetery's. I didn't hear as much the chirp of a bird. The moment Trisvila came into view, I lost every hope of escape and gave up on being strong. Tears filled my eyes to the brim and I began to sob heavily. The Dark Lord was quiet and unbothered. Well, I didn't expect sympathy from a beast like him. The carriage stopped and the next thing I heard the Dark Lord say was, "Step out." His voice wasn't as commanding as Charde's, but my whole being hurried to obey him. It felt like di

Charde’s POV The entire Gray Mist pack was gathered before the execution ground, cheering and waiting for the culprit who murdered their former Alpha to show up. Soon, the guards I had sent to the dungeon showed up, dragging Sabrina along with them. The noise from the crowd increased on seeing her. They just couldn't wait for her head to be chopped off and thrown for them to battle for whom to hang it on the stake. I raised my hand and the upstir within the crowd died out. I cleared my throat softly and shouted, "Do I need to introduce this woman to you all?" "No!" The crowd roared. "Then I'm pretty sure everyone here knows her and the crime she has commited," I said. "Yes!" The echoed. "And so, I'll get down to it," I said. My heart boiled with anger as I remembered how she had trapped me in bed with her while my father died in his room. She needed to die! The late Alpha's spirit wouldn't be pleased until she was dead. "Raise your blade!" I yelled at the execution. "On my

Jena's POVI jolted up my bed, my heart pounding with fear as I escaped a terrible nightmare. Beads of sweat trickled down my cleavage as I thought back to the gigantic wolf that was chasing after me in my dream.I placed a palm on my chest, feeling my trembling heart. “Fucking nightmare,” I cussed.I needed to take my bath. I hadn't had so many scary nightmares in my lifetime.As I climbed out of the bed, I noticed it was softer than usual. I felt it with my palm, it was too comfy. Plus, a thick duvet covered my leg. I only owned two blankets, I'd never slept with a duvet.My sight extended to the whole room and it was only then that I realized that I had slept in a room that wasn't mine. The heart I tried to stop from trembling began to throb heavily again. Where the fuck was I?I closed my eyes and tried to recollect. What had happened the previous night?“Oh shit!” I cussed when it started coming back to me. I was at the big mansion of the person who had bought me at the auction.

Lorenzo's POV“Lord Lorenzo…”“Lord Lorenzo!”I blinked and my eyes took in Enzo, my right-hand man. He was right before me, and yet, yelling my name as if I was miles away.My brows furrowed. “Is there a good reason why you should yell my name like that?”“Sorry, boss. You, uh, spaced out in the middle of our conversation when you mentioned about the girl,” he said.My eyelids spread wide on hearing that.Unable to believe it, I asked him, “Are you high or what, Enzo?”“I'm sorry, boss,” he apologized with a soft giggle.“Better be,” I said to him. “So, what were you saying?”He stifled back a laughter and swallowed hard before he answered me.“I wanted to remind you about the arrangements for the Alpha King's arrival,” he said.Honestly, I'd literally spaced out when we were discussing. My mind had been restless since the auction. How could an ordinary omega be blessed with such a heavenly scent? If I hadn't been in a hurry to leave, I'd have taken her with me and made love to her i

Jena's POVI opened my eyes and all around me was total darkness. I couldn't see a damn thing, not the faintest glint of light. However, I could feel something on my body — a fabric covering my face.My hands were tied behind my back and all I could hear was murmurs echoing all around me.Suddenly, the fabric was yanked off my face and light flooded my eyes.When my eyes adjusted to the light, I shuddered. I was on an indoor stage and all the audience wore golden masks.Golden masks!A cold shiver made my legs tremble as something deadly crossed my mind.There were rumors about secret clubs where young girls were kidnapped and forced into indecent jobs. “The auction begins!” A female voice rang beside me, making my shoulders jerk.I looked to my right and my eyes met a middle-aged lady, dressed in a shiny purple gown.She wore tall heels and held a mic in her right.I glanced around for what she was auctioning. There was no special edition vehicle anywhere, no future tech gadget or a

Jena's POVMy giant wardrobe stood before me as I raked it for yet another dress to satisfy Oli’s definition of fashion.She let out a sigh when the next dress still didn’t match the one she wore.“Some fashion sense would really go a long way for you, Jena,” Oli taunted.I chuckled and gave her a cute wink.“Don't worry, babe, in no time I'll get the hang of this whole fashion thingy,” I promised.“I pray so,” she said. I dey her hands on my hips from behind. “But, goddamn, you look super sexy in everything you try on.”I chuckled softly as I raised a red satin gown and scanned it. I’d always been one to rock any random dress selection. By the way, my job never demanded that I leave the house.If she hadn't wanted me to wear something that marched her's, we’d have been on our way to the party by now.The city where we lived was called the Liberal city. It was ruled by the council of lycans. Rogue wolves like Oli and I came here to escape the harsh nature of trying to survive in the w