In order to read this book, read "One Night Stand with a Billionaire" first. This story is continuation of it. ---------- Being separated from her life and forced to be someone else, Kaley starts her life far from Blake, in London. She hasn't forgotten about her name and the one that forced her to abandon it while hoping that her chance to return to Blake will soon come. However, things on her end of making everything better aren't really in her odds. She's slowly running out of time, and she's been watched all the time. One wrong move and the ones she loves will die. Just as she thought that things couldn't get any worse, a man that seems to know something about the real Ava Niall appears bringing a storm in her life, but also a chance. A chance to escape from her hiding. A chance to return to her life. A chance to make Lucas pay for what he did.

Iris is a rogue and a thief. She steals from other packs to survive. Food, clothes, shoes, you name it. Not once has she been caught. She's known by every wolf out there as Furis. Which is The Thief in Latin. She was never in a pack to begin with and refuses to be in one now. Her mother filled her in on all the details of being a Werewolf and if there's anthing that remains significant about it, it's the term mate. Her mother told her every wolf has one. Is this true? If so, where's hers? It's not long before her questions are answered. Iris steps onto the Dust Land Pack territory one night for a late midnight snack. Unfortunately, things don't go as planned. The Dust Land Pack is a warrior pack. They're ruthless fighters and Iris has heard all kinds of stories that amaze her. In fact, Iris vowed to herself that one day she would join them. That doesn't seem likely to happen when she's caught in their kitchen, peeling a banana open with one hand and biting into an apple with another. And you know what the most horrifying part is? She's caught red-handed by her one and only mate.

BOOK 1 in the UNCONDITIONALLY SERIES |COMPLETED| I listened expectantly as he spoke the next words, "There are many, many presumptions about the Alpha, most of which may be true for others, but it isn't so for you" I furrowed my eyebrows, not comprehending what he meant. He smiled, "Simply put, expect the unexpected" **** Suzzanah Winters is just about to find out that everything is NOT as it seems. Happy about having nailed a job in the prestigious ROYALE Industries, she could never have even imagined what she would have by the end of her very first day of work, which are: ▪ One less garment ▪ One more injury ▪ Several mind-boggling experiences ▪ And a permanent blush Add to it : ▪ A mysterious riddle-throwing boss who has an unhealthy obsession with wolves ▪ A perpetually jittery co-employee whose list of rules is longer than his frame ▪ And a handsome CEO named Zuerien Kai Royale aka ALPHA aka KING, on whom she doesn't make the best first impression What does all this spell? PANDEMONIUM And this is just the beginning... Step into a world filled with werewolves, romance, humor, mystery and lots of hot paranormal chaos! And remember, in the Supernatural world, there is but one guiding principle: Expect the Unexpected! ------ Highest Ranking: #1 in Werewolf Cover Credits: alicesingh31 STRONG LANGUAGE AND INTIMATE CONTENT IN A FEW CHAPTERS THIS STORY PROGRESSES SLOWLY. PLEASE READ ONLY IF YOU ARE OKAY WITH THAT :)

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION