Peter_Ogbudo

Warning ***Excerpt, Mature contents***

"Why did you have to make me suffer?" I paused,

"Do you hate me that much?"

"Isabelle," Dimitri hisses with such venom in his voice.  "You might want to watch your words carefully."


"Don't worry, I'll free you from this burden." I spat.

"Enough!" Dimitri growls 

"I'm going to reject you."

"Enough!" He roars, making me stop.

He grabs my arms, corners me against the wall. My heart is beating rapidly. I see fire in his eyes as he lock me with his body.

"Fuck this! I'm done running from what's has already been decided by fate." With that said, he captures my lips in a fierce kiss. 


Isabella Rosa Santacruz, a witch on the run, she has a dark past and a even darker destiny but worst of all she has been chased her entire life by things that want her dead. When a prophecy is etched in stone that her blood holds the keys to the universe every monster and myth known and unknown on the planet wants to have her for their own personal desires. But her fate soon changes when she stumbles across the powerful lycan Alpha, her mate.

And he is Dimitri Axel Castellan, the most ruthless and feared lycan Alpha famously known as the Blood Alpha. He is also the Alpha of the Blood moon pack, a pack cursed by a witch's dying breath to cease to be of existence on the eleventh blood moon.

What would happen when fate pins in his path the one he hoped he would never find? She is the air that he can't give up, even if it would cost him everything he has, including his life. Will they fall in love? Or will they be able to save themselves from their impending chaos.

BLOOD MOON: The Lycan Alpha's Little Witch

I wake up in a dimly lit hall, seated right across Stefan and Tilda was there beside him. I remember what happened before I went unconscious. We were attacked by Stefan and his pack then Tilda stabbed me in the back, she injected me with nightbane. I was still going to kill that bitch.

Both of my wrists were in shackles, this was binding shackles, I could see the spelled runes and sigils on it. I wasn't able to do magic as long as it was on me. Fuck!

I watched as Stefan took a bite from his meal with a smile on his lips. How could he manage to smile with all the chaos he was causing?

"Isabelle you are finally awake." He spoke with a smile.

"What the hell do you want from me?" I questioned. I was done playing in his game.

"I don't want anything from you. I'm only interested in the lycan." Stefan answers in cold tone. I scoff at his, turning to Tilda.

Let's go home