Story By Sharon Collins Zegar
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Sharon Collins Zegar

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The Alpha’s Rejected Flame
Updated at Dec 9, 2025, 08:31
Rejected by her fated mate on the night of her first shift, Ember Halden thought the Moon Goddess had made a cruel mistake.The man destined for her, Alpha Kieran Thorn of Hollow Rudge Pack, chose another.To him, she was too young. Too untested. Too fragile to rule by his side.But the Goddess never makes mistakes.Heartbroken and humiliated, Ember swore never to need him again. She trained until her hands bled, her tears dried, and the mate bond she once worshipped turned to ash.Still, the bond did not die—it only burned deeper.Now, as rogues rise under a mysterious “Rogue King” and the pack teeters on the brink of war, Ember discovers a dangerous secret buried in her bloodline.She is not just any wolf.She is the True Luna—the Moon’s chosen flame, whose power can unite or destroy every pack in existence.And when Kieran’s chosen Luna betrays him and his world begins to crumble, the Alpha who once rejected her must face the truth he’s spent years denying:his pack’s salvation—and his heart—belong to the woman he cast aside.But Ember is no longer the naive girl he rejected.She is stronger. Wilder. Untouchable.And this time…if he wants her, he’ll have to earn her.
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Moonborn Among the Arcane
Updated at Dec 9, 2025, 02:11
Valen Grey never wanted a mate. He wanted control. Born alpha to the feared Nightclaw wolves, he rejects his fated bond the moment it awakens, severing the heart of a woman destined to remake the supernatural world.Lyra Ash thought mating bonds were sacred… until hers shattered before it fully formed. Humiliated and furious, she walks away from a pack that worships a man who discarded her.But this world is bigger than wolves. Sirens rule oceans, mages spawn storms, dark fae twists fate, shadow demons hunt cities, and a hidden species is waking from myth.When an ancient prophecy calls Lyra The Moonborn a werewolf fused with primordial magic every kingdom wants her power… including the man who rejected her.Because the bond he broke? It didn’t die.It evolved.And now it bites back.
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CONVENIENTLY YOURS
Updated at Jul 11, 2025, 10:06
In the quiet heart of a countryside ranch, where the wind smelled of hay and freedom, a young woman named Huda Walden lived a simple life defined by sacrifice and silence. She had known struggle more than she had known joy, tethered to her weak, ailing mother and a piece of land that barely survived season to season. Life wasn’t perfect, but it was hers, until everything changed.An arranged marriage was thrust upon her like a contract of survival. Her uncle, Sam Walden, a man cloaked in self-interest and debt, offered her hand in exchange for financial freedom. The man on the other side of the deal was a mystery, faceless, wealthy, and distant. Huda, driven by desperation and a fierce sense of duty to her mother, agreed. Love wasn’t even a question. Survival was.Unbeknownst to her, the man she was about to marry had been watching her from afar for years. Edward Hawthorne, heir to the most powerful corporate dynasty in the region, had once encountered her by accident, seven years ago. A grieving young man then, Edward had wandered to the countryside to escape the suffocating grief of his mother’s mysterious death. And in that quiet, forgotten world, he’d seen her. Just a girl, laughing freely as she tended to her horse, her brunette hair wild in the wind, her eyes alive with a peace he’d never known. That memory had branded itself into him like fire and yet, he’d turned his back on it.Edward was everything the world thought he was: cold, calculating, and ruthless. The boardrooms bowed to him. The tabloids gossiped about him. Women threw themselves at him, and he tossed them aside like yesterday’s news. At twenty-nine, he was sculpted like power, tall, broad-shouldered, elegant in every tailored suit. But beneath the designer sheen lived a boy shaped by betrayal. He had watched the love between his parents rot into bitterness when money came into play. He had seen relatives sell their affections to the highest bidder. Even as the heir among eight grandchildren, only one person had shown him unwavering love, his grandmother, Shelly.She was the only softness in his world of concrete and calculation. It was for her that he agreed to this marriage. Not for love. Love was a myth, a currency that expired. But for Grandma Shelly, he agreed to marry a girl who didn’t know his name, didn’t know the billions behind his cold stare. A girl who, years ago, had unknowingly offered him a moment of peace in his storm.When Huda arrived in the city, she found herself in a marble mansion instead of a home, married to a man who barely spoke. Edward, despite his emotions, kept her at arm’s length. The contract had been fulfilled, and now he buried himself in his work. His empire was safer than his feelings. But even as he tried to suppress it, Huda’s presence disrupted everything he thought he had under control.In private, Edward would sometimes find himself watching her the way he had years ago. She hadn’t changed. The innocence in her laugh still struck something in him. She didn’t try to impress him, didn’t care about his name, and didn’t beg for his affection. She just existed, gracefully, quietly, honestly.Still, Edward pushed her away.He told himself it was for her protection. His world wasn’t safe for someone like Huda. If she got too close, he would only ruin her. He tried to bury the ache she caused, to silence the hope that maybe, just maybe love wasn’t a transaction. Every time he caught a glimpse of her in the halls, or heard her voice carry faintly across the estate grounds, something inside him cracked. Not desire. Not guilt. Longing. A deep, silent craving for something he had long accepted would never be his, peace, warmth… maybe even love.And then, slowly, without permission, Huda began to step into his world.She started small. A quiet dinner in the vast dining room where she asked questions no one dared to ask. A soft knock on his office door late at night with a cup of tea, unaware he hadn’t eaten all day. A day she spent in the Hawthorne stables, brushing horses, humming, soft, content, like she belonged. Her innocence wasn’t naïve. It was brave. It claimed space in his shadows, and little by little, light seeped in.She broke through his walls, not by force, but by being everything he had forgotten existed.Now Edward had a new burden, protecting her.Because with Huda inside his world, everything had changed. The enemies that once whispered in corners now paid attention. The woman Edward married for convenience had become a weakness in the eyes of those waiting to tear him down.But protecting her would mean making choices, some that could destroy the Hawthorne name, others that might expose secrets too dangerous to see the light of day. He would have to face the truth about his mother’s death. He would have to face the family who smiled with knives behind their backs.And most of all, he would have to decide whether loving Huda was worth dismantling the empire he was born to inherit.
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