Are There Books Similar To White Butterfly?

There's so much one can endure before they finally break. That's what happened to Kiara. Accused of causing Vivian to lose the future heir of Stone Howl pack, her father bears the brunt. Alpha Hunter, Her mate, kills him before her very own eyes. Her best friend is murdered brutally and the crime pinned on her. Thrown to the dungeons and tortured, her wolf deserts her. When she is freed and banished, she attempts to take her life only to wake up on a rival pack. What's more unexpected is finding out that she has a second chance mate, Alpha Darius. To him, she is a spy he should be wary of despite his growing feelings. To Kiara, he is another heartless bastard she should stay away from. But when the Silverlight pack is endangered, only she can save them. Secrets are revealed.She is not an ordinary wolf, she is the last descendant of the Royal White Wolf and possesses a power that can burn to ashes or build. Will Kiara believe in a matebond again? A conspiracy is brooding and she must fight for her new family.

The night before our wedding, my fiancée let her so-called "best friend" butcher the gown my late mother had sewn, chopping it into a revealing mini dress. I rushed over with the ruined dress in my arms, ready to demand answers: only to catch their voices through the door: "Imagine him expecting me to wear something a dead woman stitched. What a curse!" Through the narrow gap, I saw my distant, frigid fiancée flushed with color, straddling his lap. "What we did at the bridal shop wasn't enough," she murmured. "Tomorrow, walking down the aisle in this tiny dress you made me, it'll be even more exhilarating." Their lips met. My hand froze against the door, and inside, something broke with a soundless crack. If she longed for thrills, I would grant her some.

I am a white wolf. From the day I was born, the witch foretold that whoever I mated with would sire the most powerful Alpha the world had ever seen. So the Alpha King made a pact with my family. When I came of age, I would choose between his two sons. Whichever I picked would inherit his throne. In my last life, I fell hard for Damian at first sight. Gave him my whole heart. Even took a blade meant for his chest. So at the Choosing Ceremony, I named him my mate. But after we were bonded, I found out he'd been tangled up with Allison—an Omega—the whole time. The Luna Queen found out and had Allison exiled. Allison died on the road to another pack. And Damian? He blamed me for all of it. He stopped coming home. Spent his nights tangled up with other she-wolves. He still needed my bloodline to claim the throne, so he forced me to carry his pup. The day I gave birth, he locked me in a silver cage. I rotted there until I drew my last breath. Maybe the Moon Goddess took pity on me—and when I opened my eyes again, I was back on that day. This time? I'm giving them what they always wanted.

Patricia Harrington, a town darling and a promising young woman. Sweet, kind-hearted, loving and God-fearing. She had the perfect princess life with a successful businessman as a father and a bright future ahead of her. She's like a majestic butterfly that is envied by many. But life always has a cruel punchline. How can a butterfly survive with its wings broken in pieces? Will Patricia find the strength to face what life has given her?

For ages, the harmless, resting form and grave of five sisters—a beautiful, tidy house has stayed silent, and undisturbed. Suddenly, this house is broken into by outlaws. There are set out conditions for humans to reside within this house, but unaware of the consequences if the rules are broken, and the powers that reside within the house, these outlaws cause further damage, thereby awakening the sleeping powers within the house. These powers, hungry, itchy, and thirsty, feast on these men and regain their strength. As they release themselves, and find their way out into the world, their new assignment becomes finding, stalking, and hunting those who buried them in here, locked them inside the house, and eventually turned them into the house, and their tone to man is one man deems unfair.

“When the first one is born, a curse shall soak the soil with blood.” He said he would come back. He had made a promise to King Lucas Romero and he was going to keep it. A human would give birth to a girl he would battle against. The child would be bound to him by the goddess, but he would destroy her himself. This would be her destiny and no one could change it. No one can change what has been ordained by the gods or is there an exception?