Sophie Lane has one rule: never let anyone push her around.But when a handsy executive grabs her wrist during a pizza delivery, she breaks that rule—and slaps him across the face.The sound echoes through the quiet office. Everyone stares. The man threatens to have her arrested.And then the elevator doors open.Sophie doesn't see who steps out. She's too busy bending down to pick up the pizza boxes that slipped from her arms. By the time she straightens, the doors are closing—and the man who was threatening her has gone pale.She never sees his face.She never learns his name.She just picks up the pizza, walks out, and goes back to her life.But Alexander Cross saw everything.The billionaire CEO. The most powerful man in the city. The one everyone fears.He saw the slap. He saw her stand her ground. He saw the man who dared to touch her.And he doesn't forget.Days later, Sophie gets a call. A job offer she can't refuse—live-in assistant to the CEO of Cross Industries. The salary is generous. The timing is perfect. Her younger brother is sick, the medical bills are piling up, and she's running out of options.She takes the job.She has no idea she's about to work for the man she never saw.She has no idea he's been watching her ever since that night.She has no idea that her life is about to change forever.Because Alexander Cross doesn't just want an assistant.He wants her.---She never saw him. But he saw everything.---

The Cursed Alpha's Unwanted And Powerless Luna Blurb She was told she was born to be nothing. At 21, Annabelle Wright still can't shift. While every other she-wolf found their wolf at 18, Annabelle remains empty. Wolfless. Scarred. Neglected. Her foster parents, Mr. and Mrs. Wright, took her in not out of love, but out of convenience. Her foster sister Clara is everything she is not—beautiful, powerful, adored. Clara is promised to an Alpha. Annabelle is promised to the mop and the cold kitchen floor, wearing Clara's old torn clothes, hiding the faded scar on her cheek that makes everyone call her unlovable. Every night she prayed for her wolf. Every night her wolf never came. Then the debt collectors came knocking. Half a million dollars. That's what her foster parents owe. And they have only one thing left to offer. Her. "You are 21 and of no use to us," Mrs. Wright hisses, throwing a cheap, stained white dress at her face. "But even you can serve a purpose. The Cursed Alpha will take you." The Cursed Alpha. Alpha Jason Thorn. His name is not spoken—it is whispered in fear across all packs. 29, scarred like a monster, eyes dead. They say he is cursed by a Witch Queen. They say no woman has ever survived a night in his castle. Seven brides. Seven mysteries. Seven women who vanished without a trace. Clara laughs when she hears Annabelle is to be his eighth bride. "Perfect. The ugly, powerless girl and the cursed monster. At least she will finally be good for something." She is brought, trembling, in that cheap white dress to his territory. A dark, frozen castle where no flowers grow. Where the pack looks at her with pity. Because everyone believes she will not last the night. Her wedding night. The Blood Moon is rising. Red. Full. Ominous. He enters the room. Huge. Shadows. Scars running down his neck, his chest, his hands. He looks at her—at her scar, her shaking hands, her tears—not with cruelty, but with cold warning. "Don't touch me," he growls, his voice broken. "If you touch me, you will be in danger. Just like the others." She nods, tears falling. She sits on the far corner of the bed, waiting. But then... something happens. His cursed wolf—the brutal beast that frightens everyone—suddenly stops growling. It whimpers. It crawls towards her. And inside her chest, after 21 years of dead silence, something cracks. A howl. Not his. Hers. Silver light explodes from her scar. From her skin. From her heart. Her bones snap, not from pain, but from power. Her wolf—her wolf that everyone said she never had—is tearing out of her. Not a normal wolf. A Lunar Elf Wolf. Silver-white fur. Eyes like moonlight. A power thought extinct for a hundred years. The Goddess Wolf. The only creature in history that can break any curse... and rival any Alpha. The entire cursed territory shakes. The dead trees bloom. Jason falls to his knees, his cursed scars glowing silver where her light touches him, his eyes wide for the first time in ten years with something other than pain. With awe. With hunger. "You..." he breathes. She has just shifted for the first time. Glowing, beautiful, powerful, no longer ugly. And outside, the Wright family who just gave her away hears the howl and realizes—they didn't discard trash. They gave away a Goddess. And now they are begging on their knees at his gates for her to come back. But the Cursed Alpha, whose curse fades for the first time under her touch, who was supposed to never want a woman, pulls her trembling, glowing body into his arms, buries his face in her neck, and whispers a vow that sounds like a threat to the world: "They gave you to me. You are MY bride. My Luna. My cure. And I will burn this entire world to ash before I ever let them take you back." She was given away as a powerless sacrifice. Now, she is the most powerful Luna who ever lived. And the monster who was supposed to frighten her on her wedding night... is the only man who ever looked at her like she was worthy of love. --- Will she break his curse even if it costs her wolf? Will her family try to steal her power back?