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

The operating room doors creaked open again, and this time, the doctor emerged with a bright smile lighting up his face. Gone the somber expression of earlier, replaced by a look of triumph. My heart, which had been weighed down with dread, suddenly soared with hope. I knew before he even spoke that he carried good news.

One of the doctors, a spectacled man with kind eyes, approached me and said, "Miss Pierce has made it through the critical phase. The injection we administered to restart her heart was successful, and it's now beating normally again. However, given that her heart had stopped for nearly an hour, her recovery will need careful monitoring. She'll be moved to the recovery room shortly, and you can see her there."

Relief washed over me, and I couldn't stop myself from pulling the doctor into a hug. "Thank you, doctor. Thank you so much." My voice was thick with emotion, the gratitude almost choking me.

Wrecking Ball