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

I got distracted from my marathon watch of the superhero film series by the persistent knockings and callings from Myra. Ugh! I thought I had clearly asked her not to disturb me unless I called her first. Why doesn't she listen to me these days?

I put aside the huge bowl of cookies that was on my lap and lifted the blanket and pillows to look for the remote. I begrudgingly grabbed the remote from under the pillow and paused the film. I heaved a deep sigh before answering while trying to hide my frustration, "Yes, Myra? What is it? If you're here with my breakfast, then I don't want it. I'm eating cookies."

I sounded exactly like someone I swore I would never become–a spoiled brat, but Myra wouldn't leave me alone unless I acted like one.

"No, it's not that. You have visitors. Shall I send them to your bedroom, or shall I ask them to wait for you in the living room?"

Cooped Up