nettygandarno

Daniella hates the holidays. To her, they’re anything but magical. Christmas? A snowy night stole her parents in a car crash. New Year’s Eve? That’s when she caught her fiance cheating. Even Halloween is cursed, her beloved cat died on that very night. Every holiday brings heartbreak, so Daniella does the only thing that keeps her sane: she escapes to her secluded beach house, far from festive cheer and painful memories.

But this Christmas, peace isn’t on the agenda. A storm delivers an unexpected guest, a mysterious, storm-battered man lying unconscious on her beach. Naked, injured, and with no memory of who he is, the man she calls Alpha is both a puzzle and a challenge. As Daniella cares for him, she discovers that Alpha is not from her world. He’s brave, loyal... and hilariously clueless. Whether it’s figuring out a coffee machine or misunderstanding basic human customs, his antics turn her quiet life upside down, filling it with unexpected humor and warmth.

Alpha isn’t the only one out of his depth. When Daniella is drawn into his world, where packs, titles, and deference to her new role as Luna await, she finds herself equally lost. Why does everyone bow when they see her? What’s with all the formalities? Together, Daniella and Alpha stumble through their new realities, bringing laughter and light into each other’s lives.

As their bond deepens, Daniella begins to rediscover the magic she thought she’d lost of holidays, love, and belonging. But as Alpha’s memories return, so do the responsibilities of his true identity. With Valentine’s Day approaching, Daniella must decide: will she embrace the life and love Alpha offers, or will the pain of her past keep her from claiming her destiny?

Valentine With The Amnesia Alpha

<p>Dominic and I returned to our room in silence, but my mind was a storm of emotions. Never in my life had I felt so diminished, so insulted. I had to prove my worth to be a man's partner? Was this some kind of medieval farce? Back in my world, women didn't need to endure tests of bloodline, status, or accomplishments to be deemed fit for love. Love was the only requirement.</p>

<p>In my world, in my life, I was an independent woman. A lawyer. Respected, successful, and free. The only thing I had ever needed to justify a relationship was love. So why should I bow down now? Why should I stoop to meet the ridiculous expectations of Alpha Jenson, to earn a role I didn't even ask for?</p>

My Queen