The Alpha Killed My Husband

Foreword

|| SHRI GANESHAYA NAMAH ||

In the name of Ekdanata (The one tooth Lord!), I proceed!

My writing journey started in 2016 when I was in the last year of high school. It was then that I found my primary interest in reading. Writing came as a companion. I used to enjoy reading someone's imagination. There was always something amiss that I'd like to add. Sometimes, it would be the plot or it would be characters.

To entertain myself, I started compiling them in my own words and my first novel, When it Rains, came to me. I could only find the courage to publish it a year later. Fearing whatever I had written would be ridiculed, I had breathed out a shaky breath as I clicked on the publish button.

English being a second language did not help much. To me and others, my work made no sense, and the online critics, reading and writing under the shield of anonymity can be a real thing. They would hurt you with wittily chosen words, sharp insults, and telling you to stop writing already.

I started slow and basic with short-length novels (mostly love stories). There was bitter criticism, but there was immense love too. I found my readers (Sakha as I like to call them) enjoying it as much as I do. They help me get over the hateful comments and always motivate me to write.

But (it is always there) I still could not come up with the heart to go beyond the rules of Earth and create my own world (like Harry Potter!). I pushed my boundaries when I wrote The Treasures of Sanuali and now I am back with a new world with new rules and creatures in The Alpha Killed My Husband.

Humans can be put to rest for a while now, but their appearance cannot be. Let's just accept it, we are beautiful and inevitable! This time, instead of using heavy vocabulary and a stern tone, I have come up with a light-hearted Hate-to-love story that I hope will touch as many hearts as it will get.

In almost all of my books, I go against the odds and centralize my themes over women instead of men using them for their whims. But both genders are incomplete without each other. I admire the presence of unity and respect. No dominance! No superiority! Pure equality!

I believe that valor and strength are more about what we have inside than mere muscle power. It should be a fair game of wisdom, strategy, and determination.

The Alpha Killed My Husband will be no different when it comes to portraying my beliefs. Also, as a human, we are all born with flaws and I strongly believe that flaws should be embraced to overcome. The characters are not flawless. It just does not exist. It is real. They have their own flaws but they are too good in one or two aspects of life and they have learned to excel in it.

Their persistence makes them superior, so they can rule the world.

Nonetheless, I hope this book comes out as a beautifully crafted story that will inspire all of us to embrace ourselves, change wherever necessary, moreover, spread love and joy in the lives of ours and others.

At any point in time, feel free to reach out and comment on your thoughts. I'd love to interact with each one of you. Just please keep the tone polite and respectful.

- To all of my Sakhas out there

Komal S. Kushwah

Disclaimer:

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION ANY RESEMBLANCE WITH ANY PERSON, PLACE, LOCATION, EVENT WHETHER LIVING OR DEAD, WHETHER PAST OR PRESENT, WHETHER IN EXISTENCE OR WAS, IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.

The work is presented for entertainment purposes only and contains strong and bold language along with bits of erotic content. It is therefore advised to proceed at one's discretion.

Dedication:

Every single alphabet of this work is dedicated to my mother, who is the foundation pillar of my life's premises. She is my inspiration and aspiration. I owe every ounce of my talents to her and my father.

I hope this work is worth all of your and my time and money.

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Blurb:

One should never find your husband's murderer, a destroyer of one's world and life, attractive. I should be feeling pure, naked hate towards the gorgeous six-foot-tall mighty werewolf.

Granted, he is more gorgeous than my dead husband. Granted, he is exceptionally clever and knows how to lead. He is a man of wisdom, power, and valor, but the pluses shouldn't excel the minuses.

The tiny details and his small habits matter nothing to me. I don't stare at his gorgeous face, his sparkling eyes whenever he looks at me. I can not fall for him.

Can I?

I am vengeful. I seek revenge on that filthy Alpha who has destroyed my world, taken it over, and flipped the ancient heritage into a modern marvel. He brought misery into my life. I have lost my dear family and close friends to him.

I had to live on the street and survive the trauma of hardship. For three years, I have fostered hatred, venom, and a wish to destroy him to the very core. My feelings cannot change in a matter of months.

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Alpha Rudransh is the ruler of the western peck. A thirty-year-something black werewolf, he is a smart, powerful, intelligent, clever, and drop-dead gorgeous man.

Alpha City is magnificent. It is developed, powerful, and mighty. The pups are born innovators. They are hardworking. They are living ahead of time in a super luxurious yet comfortable lifestyle.

Recently, they have taken over the Surp-smarajya, the country of the serpents co-ruled by Queen Sarvayoni and her husband, King Vachaspati, crawling her way to seek revenge.

A shape-shifter, Queen Sarvayoni, has been blessed with the power to shape-shift into any living creature. Be it human or werewolf? She has never misused her power except for a few mischiefs, but now she is hell-bent on using it as a weapon to destroy her destroyer.

She kills Luna Aradhya. She becomes Luna Aradhya. She has it all figured out. She has a plan. But what she did not see coming was the turmoil of uncontrollable emotions that made her heart skip beats.

In the world of demons and angels, in Alpha City, she finally finds something missing.

Will Sarvayoni be able to complete her vengeance with the warm feelings growing in her heart? Will Alpha Rudransh be able to change her stubborn, unethical self into a profound one? What if she gets caught and executed?

In the world of love and war, everything is a game. Games are supposed to be twisted.