Novels by Brenda

Alexandra's POV I stepped into the pool party uninvited, ignoring the stares that followed me. I knew why they were looking; thanks to Davis, my stepbrother, my personal writings, embarrassing, intimate things I’d never meant for others to see, had become everyone’s entertainment. My fists clenched as I pushed through the crowd, eyes fixed only on him. There he was, laughing, carefree, while I was barely holding myself together. “What the hell are you doing…” he started, but before he could finish, my fist connected with his face. “You worthless jerk,” I spat, oblivious to the stares and the whispers that were growing louder around us. “Who’s she?” someone muttered. “The girl with the lusty diary. Freak,” another voice chimed in, the insult piercing through me. I wanted to say something back, but the words stuck in my throat. Maybe confronting Davis here, in front of everyone, had been a mistake. But I was here now. Davis smirked. “You hear that? Freak. If I were you, I’d leave

Alexandra's POV The holiday break was over, and school was starting again. I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread as I thought about the days ahead. I had agreed to keep my relationship to Davis a secret, but that didn't make things any easier. Every time I saw him, I was reminded of what he had said to me that night at the ballroom. And it wasn't easy to forget. "Davis, quit flirting around!" I heard Drake yell across the quad. I turned to see Davis and his girlfriend, Chloe, making out in the pitch"I know, right?" Summer said, shaking her head in disgust. "He's such a player." But even as I watched them, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. It was stupid and irrational, but it was there. I quickly pushed the feeling aside, reminding myself that I had agreed to keep things platonic between us. I couldn't let my emotions get the better of me.As I sat there, watching them, I wondered how I was going to get through the next few months. How was I going to pretend that

Alexandra's POV "AHHHH!" I shrieked, jumping back as I spotted the cockroaches scuttling across my clothes. "What the--" I couldn't finish the sentence, frozen in horror.Within moments, my dad and Roselyn rushed into my room, their robes billowing behind them. My dad's eyes widened in alarm as he spotted the roaches. "What the—"he began, but Roselyn cut him off."Zora!" she yelled, summoning the maid. Zora appeared in the doorway, her face a mask of concern. "Why are there roaches in Alexandra's closet?" Zora's eyes widened as she took in the scene. She hurried to my side, her hands clasped together. "I'm so sorry, Miss Alexandra. I didn't know there were roaches in here. I'll get the exterminator right away."Roselyn turned to Zora, her voice stern. "This is completely unacceptable. How could this happen?""I don't know, madam," Zora said, her voice shakingBut I was still reeling from the shock of seeing the roaches. As I stood there, trying to process what had just happened

Alexandra's POV As my dad's red Jeep pulled up to the massive white mansion, I couldn't help but be impressed. His soon-to-be bride and my soon-to-be stepmom was clearly filthy rich, anyone could tell from the expensive cars parked around the property and the butlers and maids standing at attention, ready to welcome us. It was all a little overwhelming, and I couldn't help but feel a bit out of my element. But I tried to put on a brave face as I stepped out of the car."Welcome, Mr. and Miss Moore," one of the butlers said, his voice smooth and polished. The butler tried to help me with my luggage, but I politely declined. "I can manage it myself, thank you," I said with a smile. But the butler was insistent. ""Alex, I think you should let George help you with your bag," Roselyn said as she approaches us. She must have heard the small argument I was having with the butler. I felt a bit embarrassed to have my dad's soon-to-be wife see me like this, but I didn't want to be a burde

Alexandra's POV My dad's cooking always brought back fond memories of my childhood, and it was nice to feel that connection again.But something was missing from this bonding moments, my mother. She had always been the one to set the table, making sure everything was just right. I wished she could have been here with us, enjoying the meal and the conversation, But I knew that was impossible. My mother had passed away a few years ago, and her absence was still felt deeply. I tried to push the sadness away, focusing instead on the moment I was sharing with my dad. My dad cleared his throat and looked at me with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. "I have something to tell you, but I'm not sure how you'll react," he said, his voice shaking slightly. I felt a knot of apprehension form in my stomach, wondering what could be so important that he was this nervous to tell me. "I'm all ears, Dad," I said, trying to sound reassuring. I knew whatever he had to say was weighing heavily

Alexandra's POVThe sudden cacophony of screams outside the lab window startled me out of my concentration. I turned to see Davis Beckett, the school's star athlete, surrounded by a gaggle of adoring girls. Though I tried to return to my work, I tried to resist to be drawn in by the spectacle.""He's such a hottie!" Summer gushed, her eyes glued to Davis. I had to admit, he was easy on the eyes, but I couldn't bring myself to swoon like the rest of the girls."A hottie with no brains," I scoffed, my focus firmly on the task at hand. But my words didn't have the intended effect - Summer just rolled her eyes and laughed."Oh, come on! You can't deny that he's got some serious swagger," l couldn't help but roll my eyes back at her. "Swagger doesn't give good grades" Summer,' I said. 'A good head on your shoulders does. That's what we should be focusing on, instead of mooning over a pretty face.'" Suddenly, the door swung open and in walked Davis himself. "Pretty face! She finally ag

Amelia's POV.What could be the reason for Kayla's rejection? My eyes couldn't hold back my tears anymore, as I cried silently in the car"You don't have to be so dramatic". Simon uttered giving me the handkerchief he brought out from his breast pocket casually. Can't this people ever be humanly how was I being dramatic here."Thank you" I muttered, taking the handkerchief from him, and cleaning my tears with it."What do you think her reasons may be?". Simon asked, a little bit less concerned, after a bit silence in the car."I'm not sure" I said with a shaky voice, still wanting to cry more. He nodded his head, and faced his gaze to the car window, although the windows were up but we could still see outside from inside. I couldn't help but wonder what they did to her, I've always known that Crescent moon park are of no good. But this time I wouldn't let them get their way. I must figure out what went wrong, and what she was threatened with, but how I'm I going to achieve this? I p

Crane POV “What’s up with you Crane?” I heard my inner wolf ask as I stared frustratedly at the mirror in my bathroom. I looked pale, i looked like someone who hasn’t slept for days now and it was all because of Amelia’s absence the pack for the past few weeks now.“Is it our mate again?” “Who else would keep my mood this way, if not Amelia” I replied, my voice low and sad “We’ve rejected her, what else are you unhappy about”I hissed, my inner wolf made things worse for me, I tried as much as possible not to blame myself for rejecting her because it was for her own good.“Keep that out of my mind, I don’t want to think about it anymore” My wolf went silent just like I had commanded it to do. Many things didn’t feel right these days, I have turned to something else, some sort of evil wolf. That was how I saw myself at this point.Everything clasped in my head, hiding secrets, heaving the pain of rejecting Amelia who only did nothing but love me. I was cruel to have not told her

Amelia’s POV I stayed put in my room, heartaches from what Simon had said to me last night, heaven knows I was not willing to stay here and go through any kind of insult. I had already faced that in Elliot’s pack.A knock at the door, distracted my thoughts and I shrugged to respond.“Come in” I said“Good morning Ma’am Amelia” the maid greeted, her twinkling eyes. I had no idea why she was smiling.“Alpha Jackson wants to see you” she statedI furrowed my brows, questioned on why he wanted to see me. Was it to apologize for what Simon had said last night? Of course I was pissed on how he had treated me last night, like a piece of trash, a gold digger who needs their wealth and power to survive. “Ill be down in a jiffy” I said to the maid as I watched her walk out of my room, closing the door gently.I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I looked so different in just a night. I shook of the thought of ever becoming a permanent member of this pack. I couldn’t forget the main re

Amelia’s POV "Holy guacamole," I gasped, staring up at the castle before me. The structure was immense, looming over the landscape like a giant. The towers were tall and stately, the walls thick and imposing. Every surface was carved with intricate patterns and designs, making it seem like a work of art more than a fortification. I had never seen anything like it before, and it took my breath away. “You like what you see?," Jackson asked, his voice almost reverential. "This is way better than Elliot's castle," I said, i didn’t say it because I disliked Elliot, it was the truth. Jackson let out a laugh, his eyes dancing with amusement."You've never been one to mince words, have you?" he said, leading me towards the massive doors of the castle.I grinned, feeling the thrill of anticipation coursing through me. "Nope," I said, the word popping from my lips like a cork from a bottle. "I'm always honest, even when it gets me into trouble."Jackson chuckled, shaking h

Amelia POV.I didn’t really know what this guy was thinking. upon the condition he still wanted to marry me? Any other wolf would have rejected it immediately. The wedding went smoothly without a word from him. I didn’t really panic because I didn’t want to get my hopes up. The rejection from Crane thought me a very big lesson.During the reception as I was serving, his right-man came and dragged me out and gave me a dress to wear and asked me to go for the reception where I saw him call me his bride and mate.When Eliot stopped us, I thought it was over but he held my hand and gave me a beautiful smile. I felt safe at that moment; like anything could happen and I would come out without a scratch. I looked at him as he spoke to Eliot and his brother. He looked so confident, like he could do anything he wanted. I couldn’t help but admire the way he talks, the way he moved and that smile that exposes his white teeth. I didn’t really hear or see anything apart from him.He held my hand

Jackson’s POVI didn’t know what I was doing or why I was doing it but something was so special about her. first of all, I thought she was my mate but if she was, she was supposed to feel it too, right? she is meant to feel the longing I feel as well. After the talk I had with her this morning, I was really reconsidering the thought of her being my mate and the marriage.Oliva came in right after her and bowed like always.“Did you find anything” I asked him.“She was brought here was a child and has work here ever since. There is no trace of her family or her pack. Many of them think that she was abandoned by her pack.”I already know that. I to know more. I sighed. “Anything else.”“Yes. I heard she had a mate.”I turned. “She had a mate?”“Yes. Apparently, it was the alpha’s brother.”“Crane?”“Yes, alpha.”I took a deep breath. “What happened?”“He rejected her on the day of the ritual.”Is that why she can’t feel what I feel? “Any reason?” I asked him.“None given. All I know is