Novels by Inumidunwrites

RIA'S POVAfter Damien announced me as his mate, I saw the tension and disappointment In Alpha Alex's eyes.His eyes were burning with unexplained anger that I felt he might attack his uncle.However, I don't think I'm fully aware of what situations are happening around me.In the blink of an eye, my life pivoted drastically. One minute, a frustrated, heartbroken wolf who was rejected by her mate; the next minute, a mate of a total stranger. Honestly, I feel all this is still a bad dream. I’ll wake up from it soon. After Damien kissed me, I thought serendipity would just play a chance on me. Perhaps the moon goddess would just open the earth so it could just swallow me up. But none of these happened. I turned puzzledly from looking at the crowd and answered Damien.“To where? What is this whole drama all about? Why did you announce me as your mate?" I persisted, refusing to follow Damien.“Well, you don't have an option, my lady. You are now my mate, and I'm leaving with you right

RIA’s POVTears welled up in my eyes as I stood trembling to the uplifting drama before my eyes. “Will you be my mate and the future Luna of my Pack?" Alex popped that question to Maddie.Squealing in excitement, Maddie jumped all over Alex's body and shouted, "Yes,” exhilaratingly.The crowd clapped their hands together for the two mates, cheering them on. Excited about Maddie's answers, Alex pulled her close and kissed her passionately and Maddie smirked at me from the stage, her expression showing nothing but scorn. Then, reality dawned on me that I was not dreaming. The bad dream is real.Just then, I screamed out loud, disrupting the blissful moment, and everyone turned their angry consuming gaze to me.Tears rolled down my eyes. My eyes were getting so hazy that I couldn't see clearly.All along, my eyes were glaring at Alex from the stage. His countenance was pale as if he was saying sorry for betraying the love we once shared.“Why did you do this to me? You said you loved

RIA’s POVThe soft music of love wrapped around me, and a confident smile spread across my face as I sat in the large elegant bouquet hall. Today marked a significant moment for me: Alex's coronation, my birthday, and our long-awaited mating ceremony all happening at once.Just two days ago, Alex had presented me with an exquisite piece of jewelry that was nothing short of a statement. It felt like the perfect prelude to this monumental day. I couldn't be more grateful.I was dressed in an elegant white flowing French designer gown Alex brought for me during his trip to Scotland. He got one for himself too. We were supposed to dress alike because of our mating ceremony.My looks, too, were exquisite. Everything was perfect, giving me a more polished exterior. The party had begun already, but Alex and his mom were yet to arrive. Traditionally, in the Moonstone Pack, for one to become the Alpha of the Pack, some rituals have to be made before he is successfully crowned.But this is

RIA’s POV“Are you okay, lady? “ The male voice struck powerfully but with peace. My brows furrowed as I turned, glancing at the unfamiliar man in astonishment. I was motionless and didn't remember someone was holding me from falling.“You were running and missed your steps. Is anything the matter with you?” His cold voice sent chills down my spine, and I blinked, focusing more on his captivating eyes. The man standing by me was not more than thirty-two in age. I could see that ostensibly. He has a well-sculpted and chiseled jawline with a beauty that commands attention. His eyes, though alluring, burned with a fire that could melt steel.His intimidating height and large shoulders built attention, too, but his ruthless and aloof demeanor sent people at bay.For three minutes, we glared at each other without interruption. He was silent. I was too. Only our heartbeat could explain to the universe what we both were thinking.“Who are you?" His voice broke the pin silence that settled

RIA’S POVCutleries clinked against dishes, giving a harmonious sound of happiness. “Maria, could you please hand me some of those Japanese dishes? Thank you." I stretched my hands, reaching out for the Japanese dishes in Maria’s hands. The dishes were a touch pricey. Luna Bella always has a knack for finer things. “Here, you go," Maria handed the dishes to me with care. Meticulously, I placed each dish, five of them on the table, all in the front of the chair, with a hue of gold on its top. That special chair was Alex's, my mate. He's been out on a business trip for three days and just called me a few hours ago to say that he was back in Paris. We’ve been together for the whole of the four years and he didn't once rub mud on my face. What more can I say other than being grateful to the man who picked me up from the slum? His mom and the Pack members detest me, yet he stood by me, shielding and holding my hands with the sweet promises that he was never going to let anyone co

Many days laterLuna Luna gasped in awe, her heart was filled with so much joy, and with it came the feeling of fulfillment that she had always craved for all her life… the feeling of serenity and peace at last. She hugged herself, the smile tugging at her lips refused to falter as she stared at Alex ’s handsome face. This was unbelievable! Marvelously so! She couldn’t believe how long had passed during this short time and how it has suddenly become months that Alex has been hospitalized… and now, he is fine! Fine at last, and fine enough to come home. As they strutted out of the hospital, walking side by side, all Luna could think about was finally having a normal life. The thought made her shiver with excitement as she couldn’t wait to begin to live the kind of life that she has always dreamed of…the type that had always kept her awake, crying and wishing that a miracle would occur. And now, a miracle did occur. The fact that Gabriel had died had made her feel sad for a brief

A night laterLuna After a few minutes of waiting patiently for her client, her heart once again leapt with joy for the nth time today when she saw Alex walking towards her with a new found bounce in his steps. He was wearing a fancy mask, one that accentuated his face and matched the colour of his dress shirt; and as soon as he saw her, he smiled. A bright smile. One that squeezed the sides of his eyes until tiny wrinkles showed there. “What do we start with?” She asked him quizzically. She wasn’t sure she had a choice here if he mentioned anything she couldn’t do but she still felt compelled to ask due to how good her mood was. “Do you want to discuss?” She noticed how he clicked his tongue at her question and even how his eyes shone in agreement; he liked the idea too, it was obvious that he did but he shook his head in negation; “No,” He said, making Luna halt in her steps as she turned to stare at him incredulously. “I’d want you to dance.” He added slowly. His eyes met hers

Ashley Ashley felt restless and she couldn’t quite place a reason for her restlessness. Deciding not to sit around aimlessly while the boredom ate into her like termites would to wood, she decided to take a walk around the house. With a bottle of liquor in her hands and a dagger in the other, she pranced about the house until she got to the picture gallery. This part of the house was the most serene… and the most beautiful as well. She admired each portrait, running her fingers deftly over each and every one as she went until she stopped at one. It was a painting which was depicting a picture of Zeke . The picture which had been a gift from him and which she had hated with intense passion stared back at her as she stared at it. “Ugly, ugly burnt out carrot!” She chanted, tapping on the surface of the portrait. For a minute, she wished she could rip out his eyes from the portrait and that it would really happen in real life too. She hated him that much. She stared pointedly at th

He grunted at the thought, liking it more and more by the hour. He remembered he had asked her to do something for him and grunted scrubbing a hand over his face. "Well?" "Well what?" Ashley asked feigning ignorance as she walked to his wine cellar in the corner of the office. She picked up a bottle and poured some of it into her mouth, not bothering to grab one of the glasses staring at her. "I didn't see anything if that's what you're asking." She shuddered as she remembered the sight that had greeted her. Not something a sibling should have to see. But then Gabriel wasn't your typical sibling. He was her brother, yes but that was about it. It was only a matter of speaking. There was no emotional benefit attached. He treated her the way he treated his staff at work. The only thing he didn't do was ask her to blow his junk. It wouldn't surprise her if he did. He was a ruthless ** and a huge piece of work. "What did you find out?" He insisted, ignoring her failed attempt at feigning

"We are done." Gabriel met them at the entrance and they greeted him. "Okay, you can leave." He ordered and they did. "Now, don't you feel better?" Gabriel asked as he bit his lips as he stared at her. Luna, who had been tied for hours, was asked such a question. She was pissed. "Oh of course, thank you for feeding me and clothing me and making me feel like myself and even for the warm silky bath, goodness knows how I would be if you hadn't interfered right?" Luna was being sarcastic and rude. "Now now." Gabriel walked closer to her and shook his head. "That's not the right way to talk to me now is it?" Gabriel asked her as he held her chin and looked at her. He gulped when he saw how pretty she was and how her nipples were. He had malicious thoughts. "Let me suggest this. "I will- I will make you exclusive again and I will make your life a little bit easier if you don't mess up again? If you don't mess up again. We all know that I am very generous and this- this is all your fau

It was the next day, Luna thought all she experienced was a dream but it wasn't. It was real and true. She knew she was in for it. She rolled her eyes and fumed. She was in her old room, the room where she slept while she was with Gabriel . The room was dark, the shaky and dim light bulb still dimmed regardless, it was old and it let out smoke at times. There were some of her strippers clothes, they were on the floor. They seemed dirty and old too. The room smelt like it always did. It was more cold. The window hasn't been opened in months. The floor was dirty and messy. It seemed old and odd. The room was how she left it, nothing was removed or taken away. She sighed and rolled her eyes. "No one came here." She said She tried to move and realised she was in chains. The bulb became clearer. She saw herself naked. Her hands were hurting. She couldn't move. If she did; she was going to lose her hands or her legs. Her panic attack started and she knew where this was heading. She had be