I was desired but never loved.
I was a choice but never chosen.
I was the maybe, but never the one
Alice Morgan, a sixteen-year-old with a heart full of dreams, believes in the kind of love story that lasts forever. The kind her parents had. But "forever" shattered the day her mother died, replaced by a constant, unsettling movement. She and her dad have been on the run ever since, never staying in one place long enough to unpack their bags, let alone their grief. Alice knows they're fleeing something, but her father's silence is as vast and unyielding as the miles they put behind them.
Her nomadic life screeches to a halt in Kingsville, a sleepy, picturesque town. Her father is in jail. She's in Kingsville, at her grandparents' sprawling Victorian home, Alice finds a world she thought only existed in fairy tales. It's a place of quiet streets, close-knit neighbors, and whispered secrets. As she tries to build a life from the fragments of her old one, she meets Gerry Sinclair. A boy whose captivating smile feels like a promise of something real. He's the personification of her "happily ever after," and for the first time in years, Alice allows herself to hope.
But Kingsville's charm is a fragile facade. The secrets her father ran from are buried deep within the town's history, and a cryptic journal left behind by her mother hints at a past far stranger than Alice could ever imagine. The truth she uncovers isn't about her parents' perfect love story; it's about a hidden world of magic and ancient feuds, a world her family was at the center of. As she gets closer to Gerry, she realizes his family, the Sinclairs, are entwined in this history, and his easy charm might hide a dangerous legacy.
Alice must now confront a devastating choice: embrace a destiny she never wanted or fight for a fairy tale that might not even exist. Is her love for Gerry a genuine connection or just another echo of the past, destined to repeat her parents' tragic ending?
Sophia Frost is a cold, charming and secretly sweet woman. However she's a Rogue with no desire to be apart of any pack, not again. See, she used to have a pack, a family but that's all in the past. Now, she doesn't want a Mate.
She wants to be alone. She knows she can be safe alone.
But when she finds a charming 11 year old boy in the woods, she is drawn to him. He seems innocent and brave, a mix that's hard to come by.
When she is suddenly taken to his pack house, it hits her. A scent like no other. A tingle like nothing before.
She found her mate.
And no it's not the kid.
WARNING:
This was written many moons ago. I have decided to put it back up because of a large request from readers. However, I was a kid when I wrote this so take it with a grain of salt.