RAVEN (Jarah Fates 1)

RAVEN (Jarah Fates 1)

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"You are a traitor," he said, gripping her wrist tighter, his eyes darkening with every passing second. "Please... let me go. You know I will leave-I promise I won't come back." Raven tried to pull away, pleading, but his hold only grew harsher. "Let you go?" he let out a low, cold chuckle. "No. You will not leave me, my treacherous mate." His gaze hardened, filled with something darker than anger. "that beautiful face of yours will remain within these walls for as long as I draw breath." Raven was raised and trained as a weapon in the dark corners of the court of her natural enemy, Vampires. A spy sent from the Vampire Kingdom into the heart of the Lycan's society under the mask of a lost daughter, but when a blue eyed Lycan with a gaze that claimed her. An Alpha is set on making her his chosen mate. Raven realizes the real war has just begun - not only for her survival, but for her heart. In Jarah, love can be the most fatal weapon of all.
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Now posting to Royal roads>>>>> Alera is nineteen with no past and no name beyond the one given to her by the master who vanished without a word. With nothing but the memory of his voice she steps into Varynthia a continent ruled by Lycans, where moon-born Lunars command desire and witches bend reality. Yet Alera does not belong to either. She is something far more dangerous. Where she walks mate bonds tremble. Wolves lose themselves to obsession. Even the Alpha bloodlines feel their instincts warp at the scent of her existence. They call her a curse. A temptation. A living omen. But Alera cares for none of them. She wants only to find her master. But Varynthia does not let go of what it craves. And every Alpha that lays eyes on her swears they will be the last. Will Alera reach her master first Or be claimed by a world that refuses to let her go

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