she_osprey

[COMPLETED || WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 21+ // this is the only warning for the book]
"I'll see you in the next life, mother," the young boy said, his eyes swollen from crying for several days.

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Exiled from Udrad after the public stoning of his parents, Alanor Wynter swore on his parents' graves, to bring the lycan kingdom to its knees. So he became the rogue they despised and the devil they all feared. 

He was a monster, but they had created him, and he was bad. Alanor was the kind of evil that no dictionary even had a description for yet. 

He had vowed against Udrad's peace until he got his revenge, and no one would stop him, not even the mate the fates had forced on him. 

After all, he didn't believe in the fated mates.

Alanor believed in REVENGE.

Alanor, The Lycan King's Prisoner [BL]

"We came here looking like shit, because you thought it was a good idea to prank the vampire hunters, and got us in trouble. I almost broke a leg, but you can't remember that, now can you, Navali?" Ulrike asked like Zelina had forgotten that this was both their doing.


 For two of the most powerful creatures in the midlands, they sure are something else. Zelina looked at Ulrike, disbelief written all over her face, almost like she didn't take part in whatever Ulrike was accusing her of. 


Maybe she was right and he was wrong, but then again, it was always rare to see the hound of the southern forest frustrated. It was obvious he was trying to hide his feelings from the vampire, but he did a terrible job at it.


 The man looked like he needed relationship classes, but who among them would offer to teach him when they all had no idea how this seed had been planted in the first place?


Love Nest For The Crazies