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Rachel Lloyd had been by William Lewis' side since she was eighteen. One day, after an accident, she finally regained her hearing, which she had previously lost while saving his life. She couldn't wait to share the good news with him. But when she arrived, she found him holding his first love in his arms and whispering sweet nothings to her. William always knew Rachel loved him deeply—to the point she would give her life for him. She never got angry and never asked for much. But this time, instead of quietly staying by his side, she simply signed a non-disclosure agreement. And when the time came, she completely disappeared from his world. When William first heard that Rachel had vanished, he laughed it off. "She'll be back within a week." But a week passed. Then, a month. Then, three months. And still, Rachel didn't return. Now, as panic set in, William searched for her like a madman. For the first time in his proud, arrogant life, he humbled himself and begged, "Rachel, stop this. It's been long enough." Later, he added, "Come home. I'll give you whatever you want." And finally, he said, "If I were dying… would you at least come say goodbye?" When they met again, he was on his knees. His eyes were red-rimmed as he held out a teacup. "Please have some tea... Aunt Rachel."

“Are you a virgin?” It should have embarrassed her. Instead, the raw restraint in his eyes made her heart tremble. “Yes,” she whispered. “But don’t stop. Please.” …. "I have only three conditions," he stated, his voice as cold as the diamond on her finger. "First, I can’t stand clingy women. Second, falling in love with me is strictly forbidden. And third? Whoever we choose to sleep with is our own business." … Three years ago, Ashley Barton made a bargain she could never truly win. To secure her freedom, she buried her true identity and lived as an omega, all to make Alpha Rowan fall in love with her for who she was. On the night they were meant to complete their mating, Ashley walked into hell. Her best friend was tangled in the sheets with the man who was supposed to claim her. Ashley ran. Under the full moon, raw with grief and desperation, fate found her anyway. In the wilderness, she collided with a powerful Alpha, dangerous, dominant, and unreadable. Pain blurred into desire. The bond snapped into place. He marked her. Claimed her. Bound their souls together in blood and moonlight. By dawn, he was gone. Just the echo of his presence and the weight of his mark burned into her skin left. She was humiliated and cast out like trash. That was when Ashley broke. She went home, bowed her head, and accepted the arranged marriage she had once sworn to escape. Fate, however, was unkind. Her fiancé was the very Alpha who had claimed and marked her, yet when they met again, he did not recognize her at all. To him, she was a stranger. Instead, he offered her a one-year contract marriage, cold, controlled, and bound by rules meant to suffocate emotion.

The Alpha’s 90-Day Luna: Ruin of the Alpha (Book 2) The contract was for ninety days. The obsession is for an eternity. I thought I had escaped the wreckage of my past when I walked away from the altar and into the arms of a stranger. I thought I was hiring a temporary shield against Blake Turner’s greed and Riley Knox’s betrayal. I didn't realize that by signing my name at the Downtown Civic Registry, I was handing my soul to the most lethal predator in the Blackwood Territory. Connor Vale. To the world, he is the Obsidian King—the ruthless Alpha behind Vale Media Group who rules the industry with shadow and steel. To me, he was a calculated risk. But as the scent of dark cedar and rain consumes my senses, the truth emerges from the darkness: Connor didn’t just happen to be at the registry that day. He has been stalking my shadows for years, waiting for the moon to finally break me so he could claim the pieces. Now, as I fight to reclaim my throne on the international stage, my enemies are closing in. Sloane Pierce and the remnants of my old pack are determined to see my reputation torn to shreds, using every dirty tactic to expose my secrets. They think I’m alone. They think I’m vulnerable. They haven't met my husband. In this world of shifted loyalties, fated obsessions, and cold-blooded revenge, I am no longer the prey. With the most dangerous Alpha in the territory backing my every move, I will ensure that those who tried to ruin me are crushed under the weight of the Vale legacy.

The year my boyfriend is dead broke, I leave him. Later, he becomes a mafia boss and uses every means at his disposal to marry me. Everyone says that I am the first love he can never forget, the wife he cares about the most. However, he then starts bringing home a different woman every night, making me a laughingstock. Still, I don't cry or make a fuss. I quietly stay in my own room, never interrupting his affairs. Elton Carter is furious. He pins me beneath him, kisses me harshly, and growls, "Aren't you jealous?" He has no idea that I'm gravely ill. He could buy half the city with violence, threats, and money. He could buy my freedom, my marriage… and each night bring a different woman home, oblivious to the truth. Little does he know, I have just seven days left to live.

He rejected her in front of the entire pack. Cold. Final. Unforgiving. “I will marry another woman. You can leave.” Everyone expected her to break. Instead, she asked for one last month as his wife. He thought it was love. It wasn’t. Because she wasn’t staying to win him back. She was staying to survive the consequences of being his mate… and the secret growing inside her. But something strange began to happen during that one month. The colder he acted in public, the more unstable he became in private. Touches he shouldn’t want. Dreams he couldn’t explain. A possessiveness he kept denying. And a bond he refused to acknowledge. When the month ended, she disappeared without a trace. Five years later, she returned with a child she had hidden from the world… and a new identity she would kill to protect. But the Alpha who once discarded her was no longer the same man. Now, he was the danger she had been running from all along. And this time… he wasn’t letting her go. Even if she belonged to someone else.

Eliza Ward does not fall through time. Time bends toward her. Pulled from the present into Revolutionary America, Eliza becomes trapped in a landscape where history repeats unevenly, battles restart with variations, and memory functions as both anchor and weapon. She is not a chosen heroine, but a constant: a woman whose awareness destabilizes the moment itself. She meets Mercy Hale, a midwife and witch who understands time as a negotiation rather than a force to command. Mercy aids Eliza’s survival while refusing the role of savior, having already learned the cost of standing too close to history’s center. During a looping battle, Eliza saves Thomas Reed, a Continental soldier who does not shift when time does. Thomas is an anchor: steady, observant, unchanged across iterations. Their bond deepens in an almost-normal village where time briefly behaves. Eliza’s intervention triggers time’s response. Rather than immediate destruction, time collects interest. Mercy bargains to spare Eliza and Thomas, sacrificing her own future to stabilize the present. Time extracts payment from Eliza as well, stripping away her voice, the very tool she uses to name and hold moments in place. Silenced and unmoored, Eliza is violently displaced back into the original battle. Unable to anchor the moment, she watches Thomas die in the version of history that was always waiting beneath her defiance. Told in rotating perspectives between Eliza, Thomas, and Mercy, The Hours That Refused to Behave is a lyrical time-travel novel about revolution, restraint, and consequence, asking not whether history can be changed, but who pays when it is.