Novels by Emmanuella Udo

As the Shadow Pack closed in, Melissa's Omega energy surged to the forefront. She felt a strange, tingling sensation building inside her, like a storm about to unleash its fury.Damien's eyes locked onto hers, his expression intense. "Melissa, don't," he growled, as if sensing the power building within her.But it was too late. Melissa's Omega energy burst forth, like a dam breaking under pressure. A blinding light enveloped the clearing, and the air seemed to vibrate with an otherworldly power.The Shadow Pack recoiled, their eyes shielding themselves from the light. Kael stumbled backward, his face twisted in a snarl.Damien, however, stood firm, his eyes fixed on Melissa with a mixture of awe and concern. "Melissa, stop," he growled, as if trying to rein in her power.But Melissa was beyond control. Her Omega energy raged on, fueled by her fear and determination. The light grew brighter, illuminating the dark recesses of the clearing.And then, in an instant, everything w

Damien's eyes locked onto Melissa's, his expression grim. "It's Marcus. He's found a trail leading to the old warehouse on the outskirts of town. He thinks Luna might be there." Melissa's heart skipped a beat. "Let's go!" As they rushed out of the mansion, Damien's pack fell in behind them. The air was electric with tension, and Melissa could feel the weight of the Alpha's gaze on her. They arrived at the warehouse, a dilapidated building on the edge of town. Marcus, a burly werewolf with a scar above his eyebrow, greeted them. "I've tracked Luna's scent to this place," he growled. "But be warned, Alpha, the trail goes cold inside." Damien nodded, his eyes scanning the perimeter. "Melissa, stay close to me." As they entered the warehouse, Melissa's senses went on high alert. The air was thick with the scent of decay and rot. She could feel the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end. Suddenly, a faint whisper echoed through the warehouse. "Luna..." Melissa's heart

Melissa's eyes fluttered open, her mind foggy from the intense encounter with Damien. She lay on his bed, surrounded by the opulent decor of his chambers. The memories of their passionate night still lingered, making her skin prickle with goosebumps. As she sat up, a faint noise caught her attention. It sounded like whispers, but they were too soft to decipher. She swung her legs over the side of the bed, her feet dangling in the air. The whispers grew louder, and she recognized the voices – they were the pack members, discussing something in hushed tones. Melissa's curiosity piqued, she carefully got out of bed, trying not to make a sound. She crept towards the door, pressing her ear against it to listen more closely. The conversation was fragmented, but she caught snippets of words: "danger," "exposed," and "consequences." A shiver ran down her spine as she realized that the pack was discussing something serious. She wondered if it was related to the secret Damien had hinted at e

As Damien spoke, his voice was low and mysterious, hinting at a secret that was yet to be revealed. "I'll tell you this, Luna," he said, his eyes glinting with amusement. "The pack's secret is something that will change everything. It's something that will make you question everything you thought you knew." Luna's eyes were wide with excitement, and I could sense her eagerness to know more. Just be informed my dear everything is hidden in the breast of acarllo. "But I'll say no more for now," Damien said, his voice firm. "It's time for us to return to the pack." When we arrived at the pack's territory, Damien led Luna to her quarters, ensuring her safety before turning to me. "Melissa," he said, his voice low and husky. "I believe it's time for us to get better acquainted." My heart skipped a beat as Damien's eyes locked onto mine. I could sense the tension between us, the attraction that had been building since our first meeting . Without another word, Damien turned and strode

Luna's eyes were fixed on the old leather-bound book, her expression a mixture of fascination and fear. Damien nodded, as if he understood her reaction. "This is the pack's history book," he explained, his voice low and reverent. "It contains the secrets and stories of our pack, dating back centuries. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I gazed at the book. It seemed to radiate an otherworldly energy, as if the secrets contained within its pages were waiting to be unleashed. Luna reached out a trembling hand and touched the page. As she did, the room seemed to fall silent, as if the very air was holding its breath. Suddenly, the pages began to turn on their own, revealing intricate illustrations and strange symbols. Luna's eyes widened as she stared at the pages, her expression a mixture of wonder and fear. "What is this?" she breathed, her voice barely audible. Damien's eyes gleamed with a knowing light. "This, Luna, is your history. This is the story of your family, your p

I couldn't believe what was happening. I was bent over the table, my heart racing with anticipation and fear. Damien's eyes seemed to gleam with excitement as he approached me. "Remember, Melissa," he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. "You're mine now. You belong to me and this pack." I felt a shiver run down my spine as Damien's hands touched my skin. His fingers were gentle, yet firm, as he explored my body. Suddenly, Damien's phone rang, shrill in the silence. He cursed under his breath as he stepped away to answer it. "I'm busy," he growled into the phone. "Can't it wait?" There was a pause, and then Damien's expression changed. He looked concerned, even worried. "What?" he exclaimed. "When did it happen?" I couldn't help but wonder what was going on. Damien's conversation was hushed, but his body language spoke volumes. After a few minutes, Damien hung up the phone and turned to me."Melissa, I'm afraid our...ahem...induction ceremony will have to wait," he said