Novels by Hopeless Romantic

"You are the ones who killed me in the first place, Mom, Dad. My happiness. My rights. And on top of that, my future. What kind of parents do that to their daughter? I'm so sorry if I disrupted your peaceful dinner." Before I could lose my love and respect for my parents, I evacuated the house with a heavy heart and endless tears. There are no more words or courage left in me that could convince them. So I decided to focus on building my second family which is the pack the way Ezra and I wanted it to be. Piece by piece, we achieve a few things on our bucket list. Our numbers increased to a hundred. Three days later, our fifty became a hundred, and a hundred became a thousand in a matter of days with the help of Razel's pack and Ezra's endless effort to solve every problem every time we encountered one. On top of that, we haven't heard anything from the rest of the packs around us either, giving us enough time to become strong. For me to become the best version of

"No," Ezra blurted, "Let's stick with the plan. Baptism and the Mating Night. Rust will help you guys with the flow of the events. I'll be patrolling the perimeter to make sure the plan succeeds tonight." Right after insisting, Ezra shifted into a wolf and ran away. Yes. Running away would be the perfect definition of what he thinks he's doing right now. He wants to hide his feelings - that he was hurting by the fact that I am going to mate his stepbrother. I know Ezra more than anyone in the world. His pain was excruciatingly unbearable that was why he could not bear to see me getting mated to Razel. All though it was his plan in the first place, he didn't want to turn back on his words even if his stepbrother already confessed to us the possibility of not getting anything from their pack. As soon as Ezra was gone out of my sight, Rust ordered us to begin the baptism. Right after the successful baptism of the Crescent moon pack, I found myself in the middle o

"How about let's prove that your alpha is useless? Kill them all!" Alexander ordered his wolves before he shifted into one. His boisterous growls produced mild movements of the ground, scaring the hell out of everyone, including Ezra and Razel. Before anyone could lay their claws and fangs on my pack members, I jumped on top of Alexander and landed alongside Ezra and Razel. My desire to kill washed over me while shifting the color of my eyes. We already lost two of our pack members. Those numbers all end there. Alexander and his wolves were taken aback when I growled louder than him. My growls did not just produce continuous movements on the ground and shoo all the wild animals around us but shook off everyone's nerves. There was this strange energy that surged in every fiber of my muscle, reverberating through me like a bolt of lightning. I could even feel my claws and fangs increase in size. Sharpened by the seconds. The brown hair attached to my body refl

"No, I highly doubt that," Ezra replied, compared to me and Razel, his voice still filled with hope. "There is another group of wolves a few meters away from the house. They have Mom and your father in that car." That makes sense. My senses were focused only on those werewolves above us. Diverting my heightened senses away from them did not even come to mind. Indeed, there, not far away from the house, stood ten more of Alexander's pack, surrounding the car where Razel's parents are held captives. Ezra's werewolf instincts about Rustom holding them alive were precisely right. Rustom had his motive for letting them stay alive. That also makes me wonder why Alexander agreed to help us save Razel's parents in exchange for Lance. Does that mean he also had his motive for keeping Lance? If there was one, what could it be? But no matter what that is, I must be prepared. "There were thirty werewolves in total surrounding us right now," one of our new members conf

"What will happen to them?" I asked those security guards who dragged me to the parking lot and hopped me into someone's black BMW car by force. Then we took off. "Don't give me that kind of glance, old man." I continued, this time, with a demanding tone, "You knew something. What does Aric wants from them?" "We don't know what Alpha Aric wants from them exactly, but I heard it will not do good to both of them..." As the old man kept on talking, I kept my eyes glancing in and out of the car, especially the direction we were heading. Based on my quick observation, we are not heading to my apartment, my parents' place, or Aric's den, but to the airport. Behind me, if I am not mistaken, were two large luggage bags. What's going on? I know what I did was unforgivable. But are they planning to separate me from Ezra? No. Aric is going to kill them. We still have an unfinished business with Alexander. And we just built our own pack. I must do something because my

Ezra nodded, "Simply because I closed my eyes back then. What if they notice and attack us all of a sudden?" he replied. I don't know if he was simply teasing me or not with his response. His overflowing rage toward me twenty seconds ago, but our ten long seconds kiss, melted and turned into a fine blushing. However, it does not change the fact that he wanted me to mate with his stepbrother. "Sorry," I uttered softly, "But I'm afraid my wolf cannot mate Razel right now, Ezra." "May I know the reason?" he insisted, his voice started to calm down as well. Perhaps he already confirmed that those wolves just passed by were already gone. There was no other way they could have sensed anyone's presence underneath the abandoned house because Ezra and Razel securely surrounded the place with human poop and other disgusting smells to distract a werewolf's heightened sense of smell. Even if we were outside sitting inside the car, they could bearly trace us either because

It seems that my instinct about Leo was precise. He even brought camaraderie into his huge success in taking over Kristine's empire. He even bought a dead and burned body to make his drama more realistic. "But, don't worry. I'm not here to put everyone into trouble." I added before I lock the room so that one could see and hear everything that is bound to happen. "after you punch me in the face and manipulated the press that your pregnant wife is having an affair with me, I still forgive you." Everyone in the room, including Leo, is looking at me like a weirdo, psychopath, and brainless making a scene on their crucial meeting the way I expected. "Okay, here is what I want to happen." I straighten my crumpled tuxedo shortly. Then I grab a piece of paper and pen from Leo's desk and jotted down something. "here is a bank name and number. Each of you will wire me just a million dollars each." "Excuse me?" blurted one of them in disbelief. "Oops, I'm not yet done.

After letting out those words, she left me with a sharp and deadly glare. The kind of stare that is telling my wolf I am a total psychopath old maniac. However, that does not bother me at all. What bothers me the most is not being able to know her deepest secret. The thought is annoying me to the point that I followed her all down to the parking lot. "What are you doing here, Kristine?" asks the man in a furious tone when the woman is about to reach out to the door of the car. "I told you to stay in the house. It's not safe for you and the baby in your stomach." Then he holds her hand and drags her by force. "Excuse me?" I glanced into his eyes to make sure he gets annoyed to let go of his hand from the woman. "Oh. I see." then I smiled at him. "how about one billion dollars in exchange for the truth?" "Stay away from us, Sebastian," Kristine uttered before her tears began pouring from her eyes. I don't know how but as soon as I felt the essence of her tears, it squeezes my hea

In the depths of hell, I learned who I was. It takes a strong soul to endure so much pain and heartache and still make it out alive.... to not get stuck in the deep burning pit of misery. It takes a resilient creature to claw its way, back up out of the darkness and back into a reality, where your nightmares, can finally turn into dreams. My human name is Sebastian Quinn. I have been a lone wolf since the alpha of the Moon Shadow pack disbanded and disowned me from the pack a hundred years ago because of my special and reliable ability that is one-of-a-kind; knowing everyone's truth and lies. "A hundred thousand dollars in exchange for the truth." I generously propose to the middle-aged man in front of me. "Excuse me?" asks the man before he glues his feet on the ground. He was simply passing through the corner of the same road with me but ended up getting a surprise proposal. Similar to this young woman with him, they convey these weird looks that are telling me that I might b