Apprentice Potter Novels & Stories

Meadows Potter spent eight years of her life with a man who had only vowed to marry her if she gave him her body. Naive enough, she fell for it despite her best friend’s warning, only to wake up the next day and find out he was already married. Weeks later, she discovered she was pregnant. With no other choice, she had to find a man who would pretend to be her boyfriend while she stayed for two months with her relatives in LA. It shouldn't have been her best friend. Not Cody Larson, a.k.a. Ice. Not the notorious dirt biker her parents despised, and especially not the man who was secretly, deeply in love with her—though she was blind to it. Will she fall for him during their time in LA, or will her thirst for revenge and stubborn blindness destroy the very love she had been craving all her life? Find out now in Best Friend's Shouldn't Date.

Just because my wolf mom scratched Ava Shaw's favorite dress, Noah Potter called a butcher. He punished her seriously. I found her dying body and screamed at him. "I told you before—I was raised by wolves. What you did to her is no different from killing my mother!" Noah stayed cold. He covered Ava's eyes and stared at me. "You are just a stray kid my stepmom picked up. Stop trying to fool me." My wolf mom was still bleeding as she dragged herself toward me. I crawled to her and held her tight. "I stayed here to repay Noah's family for helping the wolf pack. You chased me for miles because you could not let me go. I never thought I would end up hurting you instead." That night, I held my wolf mom and knelt in front of Aunt Wendy's memorial. "Aunt Wendy, the Potters' Zoo are everywhere now. They do not need my gift anymore. I should leave."

At the heart of the renovated Hideaway Resort is an antique 8-foot-tall archway mirror whose carved frame seems to shift when no one’s looking. It starts with whispers, stray reflections, and dreams that feel borrowed. Then the island’s old legends surface: a sealed gate, a fallen house, and a war that never really ended. Scott Michaels—restless, big-hearted, and in way over his head—stumbles into a fight he didn’t ask for when a weathered priest and his mysterious apprentice reveal the mirror’s true name…and the thing tethered to it. With Faith at his side and a blade that burns for whoever dares to love more than fear, Scott must choose: run from the darkness, or cut the anchor that’s been feeding it for generations. Equal parts family drama, coastal gothic, and high-stakes supernatural thriller, The Devil’s Mirror turns a sunlit island into a labyrinth of reflections, where the danger isn’t just what creeps in the shadows—but what looks exactly like you.

Renee, a Disney and Harry Potter aficionado, is not your average girl. Beneath her nerdy exterior lies a secret - she is a rare breed of wolf. To protect herself, she must pretend to be wolf-less, a facade that subjects her to relentless bullying. Her first mate, who once shared clandestine moments with her, rejects her when she reveals their fated connection. His rejection is not of her wolf identity, but of her nerdy quirks, claiming he was only after one thing. Heartbroken, Renee leaves behind her past and embarks on a new journey, starting a catering business. It’s here that she encounters Jace, her second chance mate who has been patiently waiting for his destined partner. But just as things start looking up, her past resurfaces. Her former mate reappears, and she finds herself the prize in a competition between two Alphas. However, only one truly values her, nerdy quirks and all. The other, having discovered her true identity, is playing a dangerous game of deception. As Renee navigates this complex love triangle, she must decide who to trust and who to love. But the question remains: Will Renee choose the one who loves her for who she truly is or fall prey to the deceptive games of her past? The answer lies within the unfolding chapters of her life.

After a century of wandering and sealed away in seclusion, I came home to the Ashveil Order. The one who received me was the youngest apprentice of the current generation. Taking me for a fresh recruit, he put me through a so-called pre-training inspection and helped himself to my travel pack. "You're carrying this many rare reagents and relics? For someone just starting out, that's nothing but a burden. I'll go to the trouble of taking some off your hands." "Why do you have so many elixirs and warding sigils? Did you rob someone? That's dangerous. I'll keep them safe for you, so no one comes hunting you for them." Then he laid a hand on my soul-bound blade and said, "This sword carries far too much killing edge. It clashes with your gift and will tear at your soul if you wield it. Lucky for you, it suits mine perfectly. I'll take care of it for you." I'd had enough. I backhanded him across the face. Did he have any idea that the Ashveil in Ashveil Order came from me—Rowan Ashveil?

Robbed of everything she loves, Seven mourns the sudden loss of her mother. She barely wants to live anymore. In the midst of her grief, unfamiliar men suddenly break into their home. "Who are you? What do you want?" she asks them through her tears. "Take her!" orders the man who had just walked in. She can hardly see his face through the tears racing down her eyes. She is forced to train as a cunning thief. Subjected to cruelty at every turn, the scrawny criminal apprentice vows to survive long enough to become the kingdom's best. Her father sold her to pay his debt. At 8 years old she was trained to kill and steal. In the world she grew up in, if she doesn't kill or steal, she won't survive. Tris comes along to make things more complicated—a mysterious crime detective agent. What if their paths cross? The darkness of the night will become their sweet escapade; two bodies will become one, the heat too powerful to resist. Will they be able to feel love in this world that is full of lies and revenge?

Eden Briar never imagined her needlework would entangle her in a war. An orphan with a gift for sewing, Eden finds purpose as an apprentice in the city’s finest tailor shop. When she’s invited to the palace to help prepare for King Cassian’s engagement to the cold and captivating Seraphine, she’s filled with awe—until a single mistake changes everything. Drawn into the palace’s web of secrets, Eden discovers her estranged brother Erec—missing since their parents’ mysterious deaths—is alive and working for Cade, the infamous rebel king. Cade is more than just a criminal. He’s Cassian’s brother—his equal in power, his opposite in rule—and their bitter rivalry has torn the kingdom apart. Cassian offers Eden a chance: infiltrate Cade’s world, earn Erec’s trust, and help end the rebellion once and for all. But nothing is as it seems. As Eden falls deeper into Cade’s shadowed world, the line between enemy and ally blurs. Torn between two brothers and two visions of the future, Eden must decide where her heart—and her loyalty—truly lie. In a kingdom stitched with betrayal, love could be her greatest undoing.

Nia Whitmore is a Moon Healer Apprentice just trying to piece her life back together. Five years ago, after one passionate night under the festival moon, Kairo Adeyemi—the cold, devastatingly handsome Supreme Alpha of Nightfang—crushed her heart to settle a bitter pack score. He branded her his enemy and discarded her, leaving Nia with nothing but painful memories and dark family secrets. Now, after a brutal public betrayal by her warrior boyfriend, Nia is forced to flee the city and seek refuge in Silvermoon Hollow. She thinks she is running toward safety, but she is walking straight back into the lion's den. Kairo is back, more powerful and ruthless than ever as the Blood Alpha King. He was supposed to use Nia as a mere pawn for his Blood Oath Retribution, but her intoxicating scent still drives his inner wolf wild. When ancient pack secrets unravel, Nia discovers her own hidden heritage connects her to a dangerous Rogue Pack Warlord, making her the ultimate prize in a deadly war for the Moonborn Crown. Can Nia resist the dangerous, hyperactive chemistry of her true mate, or will the Supreme Alpha break her completely this time?

"We all consume each other in our way. I merely take a more literal route. You... Alpha." His lip curled. "You would swallow me whole as a part of your pack, and take me as your slave. It is an act of violence, of control. But I..." He stepped closer, and the Alpha tensed, skittering back. "To consume something, to take it into yourself, is an act of love." • ───────────────── • He is a lycanthrope of the first kin. Blood of the fallen gods flows in his veins. Darkness is his refuge, carnage is his mark. And his appetite is that of wolves. In a world where power is wealth, Alphas and Kings war against each other to claim him as their own: to wield his violent nature and bind him to their thrones as a beast of massacre until his last breath. Orphaned by a war in the past, Avian grew as a street urchin first, then apprentice to a high priest within the kingdom walls. With a mind forged from years of survival and an uncanny, rare ability, her small world had managed to remain in one piece through the years. But that is disrupted when a rogue kingdom begins to encroach with the sole desire of conquering all kingdoms beneath the Vellene empire. And at the center of that kingdom lies a Lycanthrope feared by all.

When my husband and I drop by his childhood home for Christmas dinner, my mother-in-law, Melissa Potter, is the only one busying away in the kitchen. Everyone else is on their phones. I've just taken a seat when Melissa begins to lecture me. "What, are you just going to sit your ass down and wait for food to come? Don't you know when to lend a helping hand? Am I supposed to exhaust myself for your sake?" From time to time, she keeps rattling the pots and pans loudly. "I can't believe those with healthy bodies want a 70-year-old like me to serve them! Does anyone here have any conscience?" Feeling a little uneasy, I gave my husband a tiny nudge. "Why don't you help Mom out?" After Melissa hears my suggestion, she gets even more pissed off. Thinking that this is my first Christmas with my in-laws, I don't really want to cause a scene here, so I get up to my feet and help her out. But the moment I enter the kitchen, Melissa delegates all the tasks to me. I endure my fury as much as I can while finishing the Christmas dinner preparations. When I'm about to head back to the dining table and dig in, Melissa suddenly speaks up. "Hold up. We got scores to settle before dinner."