Book 2 After My Forbidden Human Mate: The story of Ember, the daughter of Rowan and Tessa. "Stop it!" I shouted, stamping my foot. My mama had taught me to stand up for myself and for others. I didn't like how James was teasing me. He'd taken my doll, the special one my nana had given me. He was taller and older than me and I'd had enough! "Or what," he sneered. "Whatcha gonna do about it princess?" I balled my fists and felt the anger rising in me. Mama didn't like it when I felt so angry. Bad things tended to happen, but I couldn't care less right now! The wind began to whip fiercely, tossing my auburn curls every which way. I smiled as James's smug grin faded, morphing into fear. His eyes widened as he noticed my hands begin to emit a violet glow. "H-H-Here!" he stammered throwing my doll at my feet. I raised my palms up about to unleash my wrath on him when someone yelled my name. "Ember!" It was my daddy. I felt his hand on my shoulder and I lost my stream. I whirled around and buried my face in his stomach. "Get out of here James. Now!" my dad said sternly. James didn't think twice and sprinted off, the leaves loudly crunching under his feet. My dad picked me up and I clung to him tightly, burying my face in his neck. My daddy was like me. Powerful. Although he'd always tell me I was more amazing in every way. He didn't make me talk, nor did he lecture me. He just let me feel safe in his arms. He was headed through the town square when the ground shook. Daddy froze and I peeked my head up. "What was that daddy?" I asked him with a sniffle. "I don't know baby," he answered. I could hear the concern in his voice. The ground shook again and Daddy took off running the pack house. I clung to him tighter. Daddy was able to keep his balance despite the rumbling ground. When Daddy burst through the pack house doors I looked up. Papa was right there, and his face was etched with worry. With him was auntie Rachel. "What was that?" Papa asked aloud. "I don't know," daddy answered, "But I feel something coming.... or someone. And it feels.... dark." "Spread the message for the pack to stay indoors. Get some of the guard to go to the boundaries to keep watch," papa told Rachel. Suddenly, in my head I heard a lady's voice. I was used to hearing my mama and Daddy's voice when they'd mind link me but I did not know this lady, 'We've been waiting a long time for you Ember my dear. Can't wait to meet you.' I scrunched up my nose. I didn't like her voice. She sounded mean. I didn't answer her. Daddy sensed my unease and his eyes, my same aqua violets, met mine, "What is it baby?" he asked. "I don't like the mean lady," I told him. "She says she's been waiting for me and can't wait to meet me." Daddy's face paled and he looked at Papa, "Dad I think we have company." Suddenly the ground shook so violently that daddy and papa nearly fell. Then the first scream rang out...

"Our mate is perfect," her wolf, told her. Tessa froze. A human mate? This was why she had needed Rowan so badly last night? But wolves didn't have human mates. It would never be accepted. "Yes, he is, but I can't have him. Not a human." *** As a hybrid between a wolf and a vampire, Tessa had almost given up on finding her mate. Unexpectedly, the moon goddess seemed to have played a joke on her. One night when she goes to the human world to let off some steam with her best friend Ellie, Tessa felt a strong pull to a certain handsome young man. In the throws of passion Tessa marked him, a human! What had she done?! Tessa and Rowan's worlds are about to get real complicated, real fast. Tessa's pack experiences hell on Earth when an old enemy rears its ugly head, and Tessa is thrown in the middle of it. She realizes just how powerful love can be when Rowan's life is threatened....more than once. These two lovers are about to uncover so many lies about who they really are. Can they make it through together, in one piece?

"Grace, stay hidden until I return. Do not make a sound or come out for any reason," her mother, the Luna of her pack told her urgently as she closed the hatch on the hidden crawl space under the floor. Young Grace was about to experience the aftermath of war.Her pack had been attacked by the most fearsome enemy, Blood Moon. As the young, hybrid princess of Raven Wood pack, she had lived a life of luxury. Her mother had drilled into her the importance of power from the moment she was old enough to walk. The Luna was a cunning woman who had clawed her way to her position. She was set to teach her daughter how to do the same. That fateful day, as Grace was pulled out of her hiding place and into her father's arms, she bore witness to the brutality of war. The blood, the screaming, the wailing of those grieving the lost. Her father carried her, holding her tightly, as they made their way through the pack, surveying what was left. Her mother had spotted a young boy kneeling beside his dead mother. His head was bowed as he cried silently. His jet black hair was stunning against his pale skin. But it was his eyes that had taken Grace's breath away. They were a breath taking mix of aqua and violet. She watched as her mother knelt beside him and took his hand. That was the day she met Silas, orphaned by the attack and selected by her mother for a specific destiny. Always cunning, her mother had seen an opportunity in young Silas, to mold him into a brave warrior, loyal to a fault. Grace and Silas had fates that were intertwined, destined to haunt each other's lives . A story of love and loss, greed and passion. Will Grace become her own woman or is she destined to become as her mother intended: Powerful and feared?