Born From The Ash
He rejected her under the moonlight. Now fate has thrown them into the same war...
Aria Ashborne was supposed to be forgotten the castaway of a fallen pack, the daughter of a disgraced Alpha. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. When Alpha Kaiden Blackthorn the brutal enforcer of the Northern Territories discovers she is his fated mate, he rejects her in front of the entire council, branding her unworthy.
But Aria doesn't beg. She doesn't break. She builds. She builds in silence.
Now a fierce warrior leading her own rebel wolves, she's forced into an uneasy alliance with Kaiden when a deadly new force begins tearing through the werewolf ranks. Old enemies. New secrets. And a bond neither of them can truly sever.
What happens when hate burns hotter than desire? And when the one person you swore to destroy... might be the only one who can save you?
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Chapter 1
CHAPTER 1
THIRD PERSON'S POV
The wind howled through the trees like a grieving widow, low and sharp as it swept across the borderlands.
Aria Ashborne stood on a jagged outcrop of stone, her cloak snapping around her ankles as she surveyed the distant shimmer of firelight in the valley below.
Another rogue camp. Another reminder that the world she once knew had turned its back on her
She hadn't been Alpha-blood in years-not since the day they dragged her father into the Council pit and branded him a traitor.
Not since the night their home burned and the mark of Ashborne was struck from every stone in their territory. And she was forced to run away with her younger brother, and leave her beloved family to turn to ashes.
Now, she is a shadow. A ghost. A weapon wrapped in skin and silence. A waiting fire to burn down each and everyone who's responsible for her family's downfall.
Behind her, a low growl rumbles, she turns to find David, a massive black wolf with a scar running down his muzzle, stepping out of the trees.
"Trespassers on the northern ridge." He said, shifting mid-stride into his human form. "Scouts. Council has sent."
Aria's jaw clenched and her fists tightened on her sides. "How close are they?"
"Too close." David answered, looking at her leaving.
She moved fast, the conversation already forgotten as she stalked through the woods toward their camp.
The others were there, Cera, always sharp with a blade and sharper with her tongue. Jax, quiet and twitchy, but deadly with traps. And Mira, the healer who spoke more to herbs than to people.
And last but not the least, her three years younger brother, Alexander- Alex Ashborne, dangerously silent and sly like a fox, but a golden retriever for his sister and friends.
This was her pack now. Not by blood, not by name. By survival. Just them.
"We'll move east before sunrise. They're coming again!" Aria informs them, standing in the middle of them. "Pack light. No fire tonight." She instructed.
"Let them come." Cera hiss, scrunching her nose in displeasure. "I'm sick of running."
Aria met her eyes, her gaze hard and firm. "So am I. But we're not ready, not yet." She says, gritting her teeth.
"We understand you, Ash, and we're not complaining about it." Alexander says, smiling at her, while strapping a sharp dagger around his ankles.
She smiles and turns to leave to pack her things. They start to pack important things, some food, herbs, weapons they have and other stuff.
Later, beneath the canopy of stars, twenty three years old Aria sat alone with her dagger. She ran her thumb over the hilt, carved with the Ashborne crest. The only piece she hadn't let go.
The forest whispered her name. Not the one given by the Goddess. The one forged in fire exile. Rogue Traitor's spawn.
She closed her eyes, and for a moment, she remembered what it felt like to belong. The warmth of her mother. Her father's laugh. The certainty that she would one day lead the people.
But the world didn't want a queen forged in ruin.
They wanted a weapon.
And Aria Ashborne was ready to become one. Ready to give back whatever the world gives her when she's not ready.
The memories flow in her mind, how the council members accused her father as a traitor who shielded the rogue wolves, how they humiliated him, and mercilessly executed him because of a false alarm.
How the world waits and sees others attacking her family, killing her mother, elder brother and sister, her uncle, Aunt, and how much her family suffers in front of her eyes.
But still her family tried their best to escort both her and Alex out of their burning house, so they could be saved, lived the life they couldn't.
A sixteen year old Aria was not big enough to handle herself or the sudden burden on her shoulders, along with her little brother, she struggles to move on, trust on someone, and survive.
But eventually she gets along with the rough world, never trusting others except yourself, she survives, her brother survives, and they build their own home.
"I'm coming back, bastards! This time, it will be you and your family burning in fire, dying, crying for mercy but they'll get none." She mutters, her tone filled with venom as she opens her eyes and looks in front of her.
"You have enjoyed your life until now, but not anymore." She grits, getting up and looks around then walks into her brother's tent, and a smile curves on her lips.
Alexander sleeps peacefully, knowing his sister is out there to protect him. Aria covers him with the quilt properly and places a soft kiss on his forehead before going back and sits beside the fireplace.
"It's going to be the Moon Ceremony in a few days." Mira says, stepping out of her tent and goes to sit beside Aria. "What do you think, will you find your soulmate?" She jokes, bumping her shoulders into hers.
"You know, Mira, I'm not at all interested in that shit! My goal is different." Aria replies, and scoffs at the mention of 'mate'.
Mira smiles sadly, looking up at the shining moon and a tear rolls down from the corner of her eyes, which she quickly wipes it off.
But it was useless as Aria has already noticed her tears and fragile attempts to act nonchalantly.
"Maybe...you know you can find your soulmate too. He was not your soulmate, but a chosen one, and I think your true soulmate is out there in this world." Aria says, looking away from her to save her from embarrassment.
Mira chuckles and shakes her head. "Some feelings are hard to let go, Ash! It hurts badly to hold back but it hurts more badly to let go."
"It will only hurt once when you let go, but you will suffer all over your life if you hold it back." Aria retorts back, turning her head to look at her best friend.
"Can you also let go of the feeling of revenge for your family?" Mira snaps, but suddenly she realizes what she's done. "I...I'm sorry, I don't-"
"No, I can't." Aria cut her off, looking up at the sky. "And it's not because of love, but betrayal, when you and your whole family are falsely accused and killed." She says, her eyes brimming with silent anger she's been holding.
"I can't let go because I have lost my everything for the things we never did. And I will not sit back peacefully until I tell the whole world that my dad was innocent,my family were innocent." Aria says in determination and clenches fists.
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7.1
The last thing I remembered was the blinding flash of my starship crashing. But instead of a rescue crew, I woke up tied to a wooden post, surrounded by hostile beastmen.
My universal translator kicked in just in time to hear their priestess, Chelsea, declare that I was a cursed demon who ruined their hunt. To save the clan from winter starvation, I was to be burned alive.
The flames were already blistering my legs, and jagged stones hurled by the crowd gashed my forehead. I barely negotiated a three-day reprieve to find them food, venturing into the deadly primeval forest.
I found a massive supply of wild potatoes and even gained the protection of Bronson, a terrifyingly powerful saber-toothed tiger beastman.
But Chelsea wouldn't stop.
She labeled my food as poisonous, tried to sentence me to starve in a penitent's cave, and when my agricultural knowledge proved her wrong, she invoked an ancient law. She incited the tribe's savage warriors to fight over me, turning me into breeding property.
I was a scientist offering them endless food, yet their primitive ignorance and one woman's vicious jealousy kept pushing me toward a brutal end. I was terrified, completely powerless against their monstrous physical strength.
As five ruthless challengers drew their bone axes to claim me, I begged Bronson to leave me and run.
Instead, he pulled me against his scarred chest and kissed me fiercely in front of the entire clan.
"She is my mate," he roared, unleashing a soul-crushing aura. "Anyone who wants her, come at me together."
7.2
Aria was born with a fire in her soul a mysterious ember that hums with a power even she cannot control. Ordinary life was never meant for her, but when shadowed creatures rise from the Veiled Realm, kingdoms teeter on the edge of war, and an ancient prophecy stirs from the depths of forgotten magic, Aria discovers that her gift may be the only thing standing between life and annihilation.
As she struggles to master her abilities, Aria is thrust into a world of ruthless warlords, cunning sorcerers, and dark beasts that hunt from the shadows. Every ally she meets could be a traitor, every enemy may hold a secret, and every choice she makes carries the weight of a realm cloaked in mystery and danger.
Amid the chaos, a forbidden bond ignites with a warrior whose strength matches her own, a connection that could either become her greatest strength or her deadliest weakness. As love, betrayal, and destiny collide, Aria must confront the shadows of her past, embrace the power within her, and decide whether she will rise as the savior of the Veiled Realm or fall and let it burn.
Embers will flare. Secrets will awaken. And one girl's courage will shape the fate of a hidden world forever.
7.3
Clara came home from a fourteen-hour board meeting to the sound of a piercing scream in the playroom.
When she rushed in, she found her husband, Chadwick, kneeling on the floor in a panic.
But he wasn't looking at their five-year-old son, Leo, who had a massive bleeding welt on his forehead.
Instead, Chadwick was trembling as he held the nanny's daughter, Autumn, who barely had a microscopic scratch.
"She needs ice. And antibacterial ointment," Chadwick snapped, carrying the nanny's daughter away and leaving his bleeding son behind.
From that moment, the nightmare only escalated.
Chadwick ordered Clara to cook a three-hour meal for the nanny's kid, threw away Leo's favorite toys because Autumn sneezed, and even secretly took the nanny and her daughter on Leo's promised Disney trip.
The final humiliation came at the Met Gala.
Right before their sponsor speech, Chadwick received a frantic call from the nanny claiming Autumn was having a panic attack.
He abandoned Clara in front of hundreds of flashing cameras, sprinting out of the ballroom.
Clara stood completely alone, the humiliation eating through her veins like acid.
She couldn't understand how a father could call the nanny's kid his "little princess" while watching his own son cry.
Why was he treating his own flesh and blood like garbage just to play savior to another woman's child?
Suddenly, the blinding camera flashes were blocked by a massive shadow.
Erasmo Chase, the heir to New York's largest financial dynasty, stepped out of the darkness and shielded her.
"A man like that is unworthy of your grief, Ms. Best," he whispered, pressing a silk handkerchief into her trembling hand.
Looking at the sharp profile of the powerful man beside her, Clara's shock hardened into a lethal, cold fury.
She was going to dump her family's shares, crash the board, and make Chadwick lose absolutely everything.
8.3
For six years, Lumi thought she had everything: a steady relationship with her devoted fiancé, Caius, and the promise of a perfect future. But the night before her engagement party, Lumi walks in on a betrayal she never imagined, Caius in the arms of her own cousin, Wren.
With her heart shattered, Lumi decides it's time to stop being the good girl. She creates a daring "sin list"-ten bold rules to break before the year ends. Rule #1: seduce a stranger. But when that stranger turns out to be none other than Caius' older brother, the dangerously alluring and untouchable Briggs, Lumi's game of revenge ignites a fire neither of them can control.
As each "sin" on her list pushes them closer, Lumi will have to decide if vengeance is worth the price, because loving him might be the most dangerous sin of all.
9.7
Blurb
"I, Alpha Jackson Caesar of the Black moon Pack, reject you as my mate!"
Rose, a poor and humble slave, enters into a world of power, betrayal and forbidden love.
Her life takes a drastic turn when she's saved by the feared yet kind Lycan Prince Aiden, her second chance mate. As their love gets stronger, jealousy and lies threaten to destroy them. Poisoned, kidnapped, almost killed. She unveils shocking truths. She is the long lost daughter of an Alpha and the rightful heir to a very powerful Pack. With enemies exposed, and love prevailing, Rose rises from a servant to a Luna, uniting two great Packs and reclaiming her destiny. But there's always a price to pay. Rose must fight to protect everything she loves.
7.5
I was Nyx, a top-tier covert operative. But when I opened my eyes, I was trapped in the unfamiliar, overweight body of a bullied girl named Eliza.
Before I could even process the body swap, the bedroom door splintered open. I was in bed with Julian Malone, a wealthy military heir, both of us heavily drugged. Cameras flashed wildly. It was a vicious setup to ruin his career, and I was the bait.
To save his family's reputation, Julian was forced to marry me. But the moment the wedding was over, he abandoned me. His elite family treated me like a disease. His mother froze my only bank account, trying to starve me into submission.
I even intercepted a private conversation between his parents.
"Once she's in a private facility, she loses all legal standing. We can sign anything we want on her behalf."
They planned to lock me up in a mental asylum and erase my existence entirely to get rid of the "trailer park trash."
To them, I was just a weak, pathetic pawn they could crush without a second thought. They thought they had backed a helpless girl into a corner.
They had no idea they had just declared war on a lethal weapon.
I didn't cry or beg. Instead, I bypassed their state-of-the-art security, cracked their safe, and stole the financial secrets that could destroy their entire empire.
"I want five hundred thousand dollars, or these files go to the IRS."
This time, I was playing by my own rules.