Novels by Kendall

CREIGHTONHer eyes dilated, shock written in them. I glanced down at her, curled up in the middle of the rain, crying, her eyes swollen. My jaw locked.It took all the self-control I had not to pull her into my arms and demand the name of the bastard who hurt her. I didn't know much yet, but there were only a few things that could make a girl cry this hard: death or heartbreak.The latter stood correct.She stared for a while, her eyes puzzled.I didn't freaking drive out here to offer her a deal; I came to claim her, to take what was mine. But I have known Scar for years—she would rather die trying than ask for a favor."Why?" she stuttered out."Because I want you." True, also."You don't know me."My lips twisted into a grin. "Sweetheart, I know you more than you know yourself.""Are you a stalker?""You can say that.""How can I—""Listen to me, sweetheart. It's either you get up and follow me, or I toss you over my shoulder and make you. One way or the other, you are leaving with

SCARLETTSilence rang through the hall for a fleeting second before James rushed closer, his face filled with concern.Fake concern.God! How was I so blind?“Baby, I can explain. I'm sorry. I was depressed and I did stupid things, I…”“She heard our conversation. Look at her. She is trembling. Tears are leaking from her cheeks.”Anger burned alongside the hurt.“I…”My gaze met James's. Ignoring my wolf's sneer, I decided to be the fool one last time—to let the stupid part of me hope.“Was this ever real?” My voice was barely above a whisper.He didn't answer.“Answer me, James. Was it ever real, even for a moment?” I gripped my jeans, my eyes red with hurt and tears that begged to be let loose.It felt stupid. A little part of me was clinging to a dead end. Three years—three freaking years of living together, of laughter, three years of love. Everything... everything was a lie?“You speak like you deserve him.”“You shut up!” I screamed at her, then shifted my gaze back to James.“T

SCARLETTA soft purr escaped my lips as I snuggled up to the surprisingly strong yet comfortable pillow. I let out a yawn, my eyes cracked open, and they met the most handsome face known to man.I froze.My gaze drank in every detail of him. His sun-kissed skin glowed under the morning sunbeams, highlighting his chiseled jawline, thick lashes, sharp nose, and those lips.Red, bloody, and enticing.I stared, lost in his mesmerizing features before reality hit me harder. Wait… who was he?I tried to pull away, but his hand was tightly wrapped around my waist. My gaze hovered around the unfamiliar environment. It seemed to be a shack.Oh God! How did I end up here? I…My words screeched to a halt as the memories flooded back. The betrayal, running through the forest, my wolf, and then a low voice that mumbled words I couldn't remember before the darkness swallowed me whole.“Did something happen?” I muttered. I had heard that after the first transformation, wolves are either highly arou

ScarlettI sank deeper into the cozy booth, my legs stretched out, poking the little miss who was too engrossed in her own world to acknowledge the gazes that pinned me down.“I still can't believe the Alpha is coming back.”“Technically, he is the prince. He didn't complete the Alpha ceremony before they sent him off to some fancy school outside the pack,” I chimed in, glancing at the cup of coffee that sat on the wooden table.“Still, he was partially ordained as the Alpha, so yes, he is the new Alpha,” she interjected. “Plus, he is coming back after over a decade.”14 years.I didn't dare correct her, not when she was among the 99.99% of the pack who were going crazy about the return of the Alpha. The same Alpha who left his pack to study abroad—something about staying with humans must have been so improving.I snorted.A huge part of me knew I was being selfish. The Mooncrest pack hadn't been the same since he left. Although we smiled and laughed, a little part of us missed our y