Novels by Habi

I never believed in the fantasies and folktales that came from werewolves that have found their mate. They always talk about how much they love them and what not. I’m glad I never believed because as I stare at my so-called mate I feel nothing hatred. I won’t lie…. At first when I saw her— hell, before I even saw her I smelt her and she smelled amazing, seeing her was even more refreshing till I remembered what she is. A good for nothing omega. My hatred immediately raised but it didn’t consume me till she decided to raise her hands on me. “You murdered my father!” She yells whilst glaring daggers at me.I won’t lie, she’s cute when she’s angry and some twisted part of me—which I believe is my wolf—Jonathan, likes it. ‘I can hear your thoughts you know?’ Jonathan says.‘Why can’t you just be a good wolf and shut up.’ I respond back and shove him to the back of my mind.I step closer to my mate and glare right back at her.“Never, and I mean never touch any part of my body without m

I can’t move, I can’t breathe. I try to open my eyes but I immediately close them due to the overbearing light that slices through them. “She’s waking up.” I hear a deep voice say. ‘I'm scared,’ something in the back of my mind says. What the hell is that? I try to ignore it but it speaks again and I strain my eyes trying to understand where it’s coming from. ‘I’m your werewolf, I’m in your mind, I guess you have no knowledge about me at all. Well I’m Patricia.. well Atleast I think of myself to be. But if you want to give me another name, be my guest.’ I sigh inwardly. Why am I surprised? I should have known there was more werewolf shit that dad didn’t tell me about. ‘Okay.. I’ll take your non reply as a ‘Ofcourse I love your name Patricia.’ Anyways, I’m scared.’ Patricia, my apparent werewolf says. ‘I know, me too.’ I respond while trying to remember how I got here. ’You know I’m in your mind, you could just ask me.’ She says arrogantly. I would have ignored her but I reall

Melissa Becca has been asking Isaac to At Least remove Christina’s cuffs since he can’t do the same with her getting out of this situation. He keeps telling her to shut up and as I watch Peter try his best to make the story detailed I can also see that he’s side-eying out spot. He’s doing everything he can to make sure we have enough time to escape. “Christina.. listen to me, we have to go.” I whisper. She’s been bawling ever since her father announced who he truly is. I mind link my dad, letting him know that we’ve been captured and it looks like both Peter and Christina might die today. “I’m not leaving without my dad!” She says loud enough to attract a few eyes on us but most people are focused on Peter's life story. He makes sure not to mention anybody so as to not get them in trouble but knowing Xavier, he’s going to end up asking questions. He already asked one but Peter managed to change the topic. Sooner or later Xavier will connect the dots. Christina keeps trying to r

Dad explained everything to me besides who my mother was. But only because he’s not aware of that either. There were some things I still didn’t understand but I let it go because I’m honestly too exhausted to start overthinking those things. One thing that he said that kept confusing me was how an omega is the weakest of all werewolves. I wonder why the weakest will be treated like trash instead of cared for. And as much as everybody says I’m an omega, I refuse to believe. I don’t even believe that I’m a werewolf. I’m just a girl. Dad and I fell asleep after our conversation yesterday. I expected us to At Least get some food as prisoners but we were only granted water and I’m sure that too was because of Becca. Luckily for me no one came to try to touch me in the middle of the night.“I find it strange how they faked your death and replaced the person that they actually killed with your face to make it look like it was you. My brain is refusing to believe the whole magic thingy.” I s

Ever since I turned 20 I have heard nothing but baseless rumors about the Alpha king—me, not having a mate. I’d never tell them I do have one because she’s an omega and hell will break loose before I allow her into my life. I asked mom how to get another mate and she told me the first mate had to die. She’s a witch so she didn’t need to do much to find that out. I do not care less about rumors nor do I appreciate such attitudes around my pack but my dearest mother says I should care and do something about it instead of not doing anything. Hence, why I need to make sure I kill whoever my mate is. Mom has already found her location even though we’re still not certain if she exists or not. We were given a false prophecy before and now that I still haven't found my mate, my mother assumed it’s because my original mate is still alive. She sent rogues to kill her yet none have come back to give feedback… well until now. He’s profusely bleeding through his head and chest. Wonder how that h

“I don’t know where to start.” Dad sighs again and shakes his head. “Start from explaining what the hell this omega thing is.” I say gently. “In the werewolf world. There’s another type of hierarchy. Same with how with humans there’s hierarchy of class, where some are middle class and some are high class. Well In the werewolf world, an omega is the weakest and least desirable among them. The Alpha is the highest, followed by his Luna, his beta and then gamma. The omega is always last place.” “So why is it a bad thing if people know I’m an omega? Is it because you're scared of how I’ll be treated and shunned by others?” I ask. “It’s not about that…” he sighs then looks at me, “You're the alpha king's mate.” I just blink at him. “Marcel? Isn’t that supposed to be a good thing?” I raise a brow. “No Alpha would want his Luna to be an omega.” Dad says. “Then how did an Alpha give birth to me?” I question. “We don’t know… it doesn’t make any sense. It’s nearly impossibl

My eyes have been shut this whole time that when I open them I realize none of this makes sense but I don’t even care. I get off him and kiss him so hard I’m sure I left a bruise somewhere. I finally allow us to breathe. “I’m so sorry baby.” I whisper whilst hugging him. “Shh..” he says and rubs my back. I step away and he wipes my tears. “I know you have many questions.” He says whilst holding my waist. I nod with snot probably coming out of my nose. “Ask.” He says. He’s trying to distract me. “How are you here.. the letter! Your silence on the phone? London?” I speak without thinking . “Michale called yesterday. He told me he didn’t want to tell me about your wedding but I told him we already met and you told me about it. He then told me it’s happening today but I still didn’t want to bother. I had concluded that I’d kill myslef the day you get married. So I was prepared until he told me the kind of danger you might be in and I immediately got on the plane. The only

“I’m so sorry Leo.” I say but he ignores me and I can see his heart shattering. I know how much he loved his sister even though he loved to pretend otherwise. I then look at Luca who seems to be staring at Isabel like he’s in a trance. He’s not even crying. There’s not even tears. He’s just staring at her. I sit flat on the floor between the two dead bodies whilst the war outside is still happening so it’s not like I can go anywhere. Elena suddenly calls my name but I’m too shocked to look at her. She shows up in front of me and hands me the same envelope that mom gave her. I take it from her and open it. I look down first because I want to see who it’s from, this is not the time. I see the name Kane there and I immediately start to get the most painful headache ever. I close my eyes and I could swear I’m in a trance where all I’m seeing are memories. They're all coming back. Rune was my stepbrother. Leonard killed him. I loved Kane alot and I also loved Rune a lot. Emaine

I sigh when I realize Michael and I have walked past half of the aisle and look up. I finally have eye contact with Leonard and the way he looks at me makes me want to drop my gaze back down. He looks amazing in his black suit. His hair is slicked back as well and he’s carved his beard. He’s staring at me like I’m the best thing he’s ever seen and that makes me smile. We finally reach the small stairs and Michael untangles his hand from mine. I see him glare at Leonard before he lets me go and I walk up the stairs. I stand right in front of Leonard. He's on the right side whilst I’m on the left. The priest is in the middle. My girls are behind me and vice versa with Leonard’s men. I so badly want to ask Shannon where Emaine is but I don’t think it’s appropriate. I hear some whispers whilst I’m up here but I can’t hear what their saying. Everyone sits down and I finally hear someone say that it’s not right for my mom to be here but the king's mother isn't. I snort and Leonard rai

One week later I’ve been thinking about Kane and I’s conversation all day and my heart feels like it's exploding every time. I don’t know whether it’s the memories of my past that have been coming back lately but they are affecting the way I feel about this entire situation. Leonard decided to rush our wedding because he felt like something bad would happen in between. Apparently the rebels are angry at me for betraying them. they’ve started to riot again. I didn’t betray them but it sure as hell looks like I am now that I’m getting married to one of the revolution's enemies. They must be feeling the same way Michael feels. I would definitely try to find who is commanding them now that me, Michael and Luca are no longer there just so that I could talk to them and try to find a reasonable understanding or come to an agreement between one another to stop the violence and just let the wicked leaders lead. The people will handle it during the elections when they are choosing their own l

I lean back in the seat, tracing the edge of the invitation card in my lap. It’s still strange, seeing my name next to Leonard’s in elegant, golden script. I went to see them today, to invite Michael, Elena, Shannon, and the others to the wedding. A part of me hoped they’d all be there, that maybe they’d want to share this with me. But every single one of them declined. Their rejections feel like tiny, sharp pinpricks, pressing deeper the more I think about it. As we slow at a red light, I glance out the window, watching people hurry across the street, faces blending into each other. Then I freeze. In the car beside me, a familiar face leans against the window, lost in thought—Kane. My heart skips. Without thinking, I lean forward and tap the driver’s shoulder. “Please, pull over. Right here.” He raises his eyebrows at me through the rearview mirror but nods, steering us to the curb. I roll down my window, sticking my hand out to catch Kane’s attention. “Kane!” I call softly, hop

Everyone keeps congratulating me but for some reason I don’t even feel like this is real. Leonard told me he doesn’t want to waste much time on our wedding and I agreed so we’re getting married in a week. I decided to go to kanes place to tell Michael and the others. For some reason I can’t get Kane out of my mind….ever since he helped me that day by getting me away from that weird ass man in the library stuck with me and I haven't been able to thank him. I didn’t even thank him for trying to get to me the time that Leonard had kidnapped me. Leonard invited his hateful relatives for our engagement. Apparently the tradition is that they have to all come and dine with me, I refused to do so.. they came regardless but I wasn’t there to see them. Leonard had understood that I needed to leave so he let me go to kanes place which is where I’m heading now. He insisted that I take some of his guards so I did. I don’t know how Shannon, Michael, Elena, Luca and even Kane will take this news…