sanimimosa7

On her eighteenth birthday, Valerie Lane’s dreams for the future–getting accepted into the Helblaze pack–came crumbling down when she wasn’t blessed with her wolf form. The Moon Goddess’ betrayal left her in so many pieces that she was unable to recover for months… until her fate finally smiled upon her and blessed her with her mate.

Valerie’s lonely and sad life turned perfect overnight, almost like something out of a fairytale.

Caleb Lockhart–the beta of the Helblaze pack–was everything that she had ever dreamt of. If one were to believe Valerie’s perspective, he was more than she deserved–tall, handsome, charming, and above all… loving.

Valerie relishes in the bliss of her newfound love life until Caleb starts showing his true colors. She constantly has to beg for an ounce of affection from her mate, and constantly has to endure the ridicule from the other women and the pack members.

Just when she believes that she is fated to rot in hell on earth, someone else starts showering her with the affection she so desires.

Will Valerie open her heart to the man who can be her salvation from eternal damnation?

Excerpt:
“Open your mouth,” he commanded in a ragged whisper.

I did as he asked. Although embarrassed, I parted my lips, just enough to let out the breath that I was holding.

His lips immediately sealed mine shut and began to move skillfully–every stroke of his jaw precise and succinct–evoking the primal urge from deep within me. I tried to keep up with his pace but my inexperience was painfully obvious.

He suddenly entangled his slender fingers with my loose hair and pulled it down to tilt my head up. I don’t know why my heart raced at that action of his, but it did. I bet my heart rate topped the chart when he nipped my lower lip and whispered, my lip still between his teeth, “Open wider. Let me taste you.”

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Fated Damnation

"Caleb…" I took a deep breath and looked down to avoid his intense and needy gaze. "I'm sorry to disappoint you. I don't think I am quite ready to give what you desire."

"What? You can't be serious." He laughed and grabbed his phone from my hand. He slipped the phone in his pocket and then took my purse next. And he asked while restlessly shaking my purse, "Come on, babe. Where's the key?"

"Caleb, I am being serious." I took my purse from his hand and gave him an apologetic look. "I'm not mentally prepared for it. I'm sorry."

He was still not backing down. "Then I will help you get prepared. Please. It's too late to get cold feet now." He put his arms around my waist and tightly pressed my body against his. "Not when you've got me this hard. You can't leave me hanging now," he impatiently whispered in my ear, begging almost.

He was super aroused, to say the least, and I felt sorry for turning him down. However, I wasn't lying when I said I wasn't ready.

My Fault