Novels by Lizbeth Rose

Kamila lay nestled between Dylan and Ryan, the warm glow of the fairy lights casting a soft, intimate light over the room. The bracelet with charms representing their children sparkled on her wrist, a constant reminder of the love and unity that bound them together. She felt an overwhelming surge of gratitude and love for her two husbands, who had made the day so incredibly special.Dylan turned towards her, his fingers gently caressing her cheek. “You’re so beautiful, Kamila. Every day with you is a gift.”Ryan shifted closer, his hand resting on her hip. “We love you more than words can express,” he said, his voice husky with emotion.Kamila smiled, her heart swelling with love. “I love you both so much,” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. “Thank you for making today unforgettable.”Dylan leaned in and kissed her softly, his lips warm and tender against hers. The kiss deepened, filled with the promise and passion that had always defined their relationship. Kamila felt a sh

Four years laterThe Silver Moon Pack was more vibrant and bustling than ever, the pack's laughter and chatter echoing through the forest. Four years had passed since Kamila and her husbands, Dylan and Ryan, welcomed their triplets into the world. Their children, Aiden, Liam, and Elara, were now four years old, each one bursting with unique personality traits that made every day an adventure.Aiden was the eldest of the triplets by just a few minutes, but he wore his "big brother" title with pride. With his tousled brown hair and piercing blue eyes, he was the picture of determination and protectiveness. Aiden had an innate sense of responsibility that often led him to look after his siblings and cousins, ensuring they stayed out of too much trouble.Liam, on the other hand, was the epitome of mischief. His quicksilver eyes sparkled with a playful glint, always on the lookout for the next adventure or prank. Liam's energy was boundless, and his laughter infectious. Whether it was snea

Third Person's POVAaron had always dreamed of being a father, and now, with Victor by his side, that dream was about to come true. The discovery of the twin boys at the pack borders had been a moment of both concern and hope. The distinct scent of rogues on them had initially raised alarms, but the babies themselves were innocent, pure, and in need of a family.Aaron and Victor had immediately felt a connection with the twins when they first saw them. Their tiny faces, peeking out from beneath the rough blankets they were wrapped in, had tugged at their hearts. The decision to adopt them was instantaneous and unanimous.Now, as they stood in the pack’s office, signing the final adoption papers, a sense of excitement and anticipation filled the room. Kamila, Dylan, and Ryan were there for support, their smiles broad and encouraging.Victor glanced at Aaron, a hint of nervousness in his eyes. "Are we really ready for this?" he asked quietly.Aaron reached out and took his hand, squeezi

Kamila's POV It was early morning and the first rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow on our bedroom. I rolled out of bed, rubbing my eyes, and headed to the bathroom to freshen up for work. As soon as I stepped inside, a wave of nausea hit me, and I barely made it to the toilet before throwing up. "Kamila, are you okay?" Dylan called from the bedroom, his voice tinged with concern. I flushed the toilet and rinsed my mouth, trying to shake off the unsettling feeling. "Yeah, I'm fine," I replied, attempting to sound casual. "I think I just ate too much last night." Ryan appeared at the bathroom door, his brow furrowed with worry. "You don't look fine. Maybe you should take it easy today." I forced a smile, not wanting to alarm them. "I'll be okay. It's probably just something I ate. I'll take it easy, I promise." Despite my assurances, the nausea persisted throughout the week. Every morning, I found myself rushing to the bathroom, and it became harde

Third Person's POV Zoë and Sarah had always dreamed of building a family together. They shared a deep love for each other and wanted to extend that love to children. Over several late-night conversations, they decided they wanted to adopt. Their unique situation as a werewolf and human couple led them to a special decision: they would adopt one werewolf child and one human child. One evening, after dinner, they sat together on the couch, holding hands as they discussed their plans. "I really want to adopt a werewolf child from our pack," Zoë said, her eyes filled with determination. "There are so many who need a family after everything that happened with Drayka." Sarah nodded, squeezing Zoë's hand. "And I think adopting a human child would be wonderful too. It will show that love transcends our differences." With their minds made up, they approached Dylan and Ryan, who had always supported them in their endeavors. The Alphas listened intently as Zoë and Sarah explained their plan

Third Person's POV The morning of Kamila's wedding dawned bright and clear, the sun casting a golden glow over the Silver Moon Pack's territory. The forest venue was a picturesque scene, with flowers of every hue adorning the aisle and altar, and lanterns hanging from the trees, ready to illuminate the night. In the pack house, Kamila was surrounded by her closest friends and family as they helped her prepare for the big day. Zoë, Sarah, Serenity, Siera, and Marie bustled around her, each contributing their skills to make sure she looked perfect. "Your hair looks absolutely stunning," Serenity said, securing the final pin in Kamila's elaborate updo. Soft tendrils framed her face, adorned with delicate blossoms that matched the flowers outside. "Thanks, Serenity. I’m so glad you’re here," Kamila said, her voice filled with emotion. "I couldn’t imagine this day without you." Zoë stepped back to admire their handiwork. "Kamila, you look like a fairy princess," she said, her eye

Alex 🖤 Nicole’s exams were finally over, and I could see the weight lift off her shoulders. She looked so much lighter, practically glowing, and I was thrilled to spend this newfound free time with her until graduation. We’d talked about all sorts of plans, and for today, we’d decided to indulge in a Disney movie marathon after breakfast. Everything was perfect—well, almost. That morning, however, I woke up in an undeniably foul mood. And there was only one reason for that: my mother. She was coming over, and just the thought of it made my stomach twist with dread. My lovely mother dearest, as I sarcastically liked to call her, was making her biannual visit—a pointless exercise, considering she rarely cared about me, let alone Nicole. No, her visits were just another excuse for her to flaunt her extravagant lifestyle, usually with her latest boy toy in tow. I couldn’t remember the last time she came without one. “Baby girl,” I said as we sat in the kitchen, having breakfast. Sh

Nicole💜 The first week of exams had finally come to an end, and I felt a strange sense of relief wash over me. Four exams down—Chemistry, Biology, Mathematics, and English—each one more exhausting than the last. But with each exam I finished, it felt like I was shedding a layer of stress. Now, only two more remained: History on Monday and Italian on Thursday. The thought of those still lingering made me feel a bit anxious, but at least I had time to prepare. As I sat at my desk in my room, the warm afternoon light streaming through the window, I flipped through my notes for History. I always found it fascinating—learning about the past, how societies grew, and the events that shaped the world we live in. But as much as I enjoyed it, the sheer amount of information I had to memorize was overwhelming. I sighed, setting my notes aside for a moment and stretching my arms above my head. "Okay, Nicole, focus," I muttered to myself, picking up my highlighter and going over the importa

Alex 🖤 I leaned against the driver’s side door, watching the front of the school as students poured out, one by one. My eyes were fixed on the entrance, waiting for just one person—Nicole. I ran a hand through my hair, feeling the light breeze tousling it, but I didn’t care. The day had been long, filled with final project deadlines and last-minute tweaks, but none of that mattered now. All I could think about was seeing her. When she finally emerged, I felt a warmth spread through my chest, chasing away the exhaustion that had clung to me all day. There she was, walking toward me with that soft, familiar smile. Her long hair swayed gently as she approached, and I could see the relief in her eyes—she had survived the chemistry exam. I knew how much she had been dreading it, and I couldn’t help but feel proud of her for pushing through. “Hey, beautiful,” I greeted her, wrapping her in my arms as soon as she was close enough. Her small frame melted against me, and for a moment, i

Nicole 💜 The morning had been rough. Anxiety had twisted knots in my stomach ever since I woke up, and I could barely eat anything at breakfast. Chemistry had always been my hardest subject, and today was the exam I dreaded most. No amount of late-night studying seemed to help; it all felt like one big blur. But Alex, in his usual calm way, had been there to reassure me, his words soothing the panic that kept threatening to bubble over. His belief in me, the way he kissed me before I walked into school, gave me the strength I needed. I clung to that kiss, to his voice telling me I was going to be okay, as I sat down in the exam room and the test paper was placed in front of me. I took a deep breath, trying to settle the nervous flutter in my chest. You’ve got this, I told myself, echoing Alex’s words. You’ve worked so hard, and you know this stuff. Trust yourself. The clock ticked loudly, but I didn’t let it get to me. I started by skimming the entire exam, a habit I’d develo

Third Person ❤️ It had been two weeks since Alex and Nicole had officially become boyfriend and girlfriend, and life had never felt more exciting for the both of them. Every morning, they would meet up before school, sharing small, intimate moments that were filled with whispered promises and soft kisses. After school, they would spend their afternoons together, either catching up on their individual projects or sneaking in moments just for them. By night, they were inseparable, talking until the early hours, sharing every detail of their lives with each other. On weekends, they would retreat into their own little world, away from everyone else, just the two of them. But despite their new relationship status, life didn’t slow down for either of them. Alex had his final college project to work on—something that demanded hours of focus and research. Nicole, on the other hand, was preparing for her finals. The pressure was mounting for both of them, but they somehow managed to carve

Alex 🖤 I looked down at my baby girl, who had already drifted off to sleep against my chest. Her steady breathing, soft and rhythmic, was the only sound in the quiet room, and I couldn’t help but smile at how peaceful she looked. Her long lashes rested gently against her cheeks, and her lips were slightly parted in the cutest way. Even in sleep, she clung to me, her tiny hand curled around the fabric of my shirt as if afraid I might disappear. Earlier, when I saw how jealous and insecure she had been over that girl in the parking lot, it made me unhappy. Not because of her feelings—those were natural—but because I hated the idea that she doubted my love for her, even for a second. Nicole was my everything, and seeing her so vulnerable tugged at my heart. That’s why I’d decided to set up this entire evening—to remind her how special she was to me, how much she meant. I wanted her to feel cherished, adored, and absolutely secure in the fact that I was hers, and only hers. The for