Blessing_O

When life gives you lemons, make a lemonade….

Esme believed in this saying for as long as she could remember. These words gave her the strength and courage to live each day as it comes until she eventually became tired of making those lemonades and wished for something else. Something—different. But that only seemed wishful thinking.

Born as a noble and made an orphan after a rogue attack, Esme became the unwanted pack member of NightCrawler Pack. The once daughter of an alpha became nothing but a slave who answers to the new alpha’s family’ every beck and call.

The pack that had once adored her now ridiculed her and laughed at her mistreatment and misery. They seemed to have forgotten how her family had fought for the safety of the pack and the kingdom and even lost their lives for them. But in all this, Esme remained silent. Silently enduring and hoping that one day, her knight in shining armor would come and rescue her. That he will show up one day and take her away from the once happy place that has now become her hell.

When that day eventually came, she was rejected without a second thought and she watched as her world came crashing. Hard. Her heart caved in and lost all hope of ever finding happiness again. Or even leaving the pack. After all, what could a wolfless shifter do?

Amidst her misery, a ray of light appeared. She was blessed with a second chance mate. One whose outstretched hand she was hesitant to take, especially knowing who he was.

The Lycan's Possession

“Ohpelia…” Dane called, his voice filled with panick. He yanked the door to the back seat of the forcefully, even ripping it off. Inside was Ophelia, blood dripped from the side of her head down to her neck. 


“Ohpelia?” Called once more, seeing her like that now. He was even more panicked than before. Nothing could happen to her. 


“We need to get her out of here, Dad. The car looks like it would explode anytime soon,” Dawson said to his father. Had the other side of the car not been crushed, then he wouldn't have wasted time telling his father the obvious. 


Hearing what Dawson said, Dane quickly reached inside and pulled her out before carrying her in his arms. Her body was cold, but luckily, there was still a pulse. 


Premonition