Novels by Quinphia

Tiana's POV.My heart pounded hard against my chest as I stared at my mate, his face being the exact reflection of my husband's. I still could not believe it. If not for the reassuring feeling within me I would have sweated it was a lie.Who was this man? Why does he look so much like my husband? And how does he know my name?"Tiana, are you listening to me? I said leave!" His voice was calm, sharp and controlling while Zayden's was hard, blunt and commanding. Why was I comparing them?"Who are you?" I asked in a hush voice. I wondered where I got the courage to ask him such questions. Why was I not scared? Was it because he was my mate? Did others also feel this feeling of security around their mates?"That doesn't matter for now," He replied then suddenly turned behind "Someone is coming,""What?" His words sent me my heart racing in fear and panic. I was told not to leave the room, had I known I would be caught I'd never have left.If Zayden finds out I disobey his order I will be

The ride to Zayden’s pack was silent. He didn’t say a word, and I didn’t dare speak either. My hands rested in my lap, trembling slightly as I stared out of the car window.So this is how my life would be now? All the tales of the women he had killed flashed through my mind and I couldn't help but wonder how much longer it would be before he killed me. I turned to look at him, looking away when he turned to look at me. Zayden was attractive, with long black hair and red eyes. He had a strong physique hidden under all those clothing.But he could kill just as easily as he could seduce a woman. And I had to pay mind to that.When we arrived, the sheer size of the mansion overwhelmed me. “Are we staying in the pack house?” I turned to him, saying my first words since we got married. "My home is away from the rest of the pack. Don't expect to see anyone here,” Zayden replied and I turned back to the building. This place was far from home, but I just had to keep my mouth shut. Z

I stood silently as the maid adjusted the veil on my head, her fingers trembling slightly.The days had passed by in a blur, and finally, I was being thrown out. The white gown I wore felt heavy, not because of the fabric but because of what it represented. It wasn’t just a wedding dress, it was a chain binding me to a life I didn’t want.I had tried to run away previously but that didn't end the way I wanted. So now I had no choice. My mother stood behind me, her sharp eyes scanning my reflection in the mirror.“Stand straight,” she ordered, her voice devoid of any warmth. “At least try to look presentable.”I was getting married to a man known to kill, and that was all she was saying.I was being sent off to my death, but they wouldn't care.I straightened my posture, swallowing the lump in my throat. My hands fidgeted with the lace on my dress, and she slapped them away.“Stop that. You’ll ruin it,” she snapped, fixing the part I had touched. It's just a dress. I wanted to sa

I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the keychain still clutched in my hand.It was supposed to be our anniversary gift. The thought that Matt had rejected me on the day of our anniversary sent another wave of pain through me. I could still feel my heart constricting painfully like someone had grabbed it and was squeezing it tightly. Breathing was hard for me, painfully hard. It felt as if my entire world had come crashing down, and I wasn't certain what I was going to do anymore. My fingers tightened around the keychain until the edges dug into my skin. I stared at my hand as it turned white, but I didn't squeeze.The pain helped me focus and kept me from completely falling apart. The keychain was like my life force. My eyes were swollen from crying, but the ache in my chest refused to go away.How could Matt do this to me? How could Sophie?I had trusted both of them and yet they threw this at my face, treating me like I was thrashing to them. I thought he was preparing

I tightened my hold on the keychain, staring through the doors of where I thought Matt would be.It’s been an hour since we were supposed to meet, but I don’t see him anywhere.“Excuse me, have you seen Matt anywhere?” I asked a random girl who had been leaving his classroom, grabbing her arm gently.She must be his classmate.Matt was the alpha’s son and so the next in line to be the alpha. Everyone knew who he was.Her head shook to the side and I dropped my hand, feeling disappointed that I still had no clue where my supposed mate was.Thanking her for not flipping out after getting stopped by me, I turned on my heels, making my way to the cafeteria.Matt was my mate and boyfriend for two years. Being the son of the alpha, everyone wanted to have him.But he was mine.Today was our second anniversary and I got a keychain to remind him of the first day we had met.I had other things ready, but this was just a start.“Hey! Tiana,” someone called out to me from brunt and I immediately