When she comes to school sick and sneezes on the notorious 'bad girl', Avery's attempts at being a wallflower backfire. *Disclaimer: This book was written and completed before the coronavirus pandemic. The author does not endorse sneezing on people. *

❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞ He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess. The lone wolf, Arles. The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal. A troublemaker. She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him. ... the end chapters are available on Inkitt for free. the link is in my bio. I don't own the picture used in the cover.

I ran, I ran all day and night. I ran until my body gave up. But I didn't get away. They took me as their prisoner and I still don't know what I did wrong. After a whole year of being drugged, tortured and used, I ran again. This time I got away. But my escape didn't give me happiness because they killed everyone I knew. Now, I have to start a new life. A life of fear and anxiety because I don't know when I'll be taken again. But, with the kind of anger inside me, an anger that can't be put down easily, I will avenge everyone who was ever hurt because of me.

{The Wattys Awards Shortlist} The Saint's Brotherhood motorcycle club was known all over town, they were ruthless. They were feared, they got their reputation from one member in particular, one member that was so unbelievably intriguing and mysterious, people made legends and stories about him. They didn't know his name, didn't know who he was, where he came from, and they didn't know what he looked like for he wore a mask. The man himself struck fear into everyone he meant, he was the club's personal Devil. But she was okay with him.

The grey sky reflected on the poor town where greed fed upon the people. Where most people are only worried about their self being. On the streets the poor would scam, steal, or even kill for what they desire to see the next sunrise. If someone would whisper that there are generous people out there to lend a hand they will laugh at you with no belief in kindness whatsoever. Everyone is selfish, that is a fact. It's how someone handles their selfishness that's different. Now that you have the idea of the area of our story takes place, let's see what happens when one lady takes control with two roses and plays a game with the lucks of others.