PUBLISHED UNDER CLOAK POP FICTION What's dead should stay dead. When you mess with the natural order, things could go horribly wrong. Having a six-hundred year old rotting soul, for example. Or discovering that your boss is the son of the Devil. I am Aramis Rayne. Full-time familiar. Part-wraith. Occupation: prevent the end of the world. Sounds impossible? You haven't seen the worst part yet.

PUBLISHED UNDER CLOAK POP FICTION I am Aramis Rayne. Immortal. Full-time familiar. Short-term goal: Rescue my boss from total annihilation. And how to do that? I'm going to need a miracle.

"Bryson, where are you? Why haven't you come to get me? Who are you?" I don't know who Bryson is. I don't know if he's a figment of my imagination or from a time before this one. I wish he would come to save me. I don't want to be in the dark room anymore or with Sir. Both bring pain and sorrow, that never stops. Please save me Bryson. Everett was kidnapped at the age of four away from her family, mate, pack. Her mate, Bryson the now Alpha of The Lupus Pack has been looking for her for the 14 years along with her family and other pack members. Will Bryson be able to find her and save her before the darkness consumes her or will it be too late? *** This book was once My Alpha Bryson but is being rewritten. If you wish to read the original version it is still up and available to read. This story will differ in some plot points, grammar, some characters, and the works. The last story was written over 2 years ago so there will be differences in writing style as well as I have developed as a writer. Thank you for reading and ENJOY! Started: 12/13/2017 Finished: 31/07/2019 5/5/2018: #691 in Werewolf 5/7/2018: #506 in Werewolf 5/11/2018: #18 in Kidnapping 8/7/2018: #10 in Lost 22/8/2018: #2 in Lost 5/10/2019: #37 in Romance 15/3/2020: #1 in Romance 23/4/2020: #4 in Fae