Evie Zamora Thirteen Novels & Stories

Claire is a seventeen-year-old human and orphan living in foster care with her fourteen-year-old sister. She has been living in foster care since her parents died from an animal attack when she was thirteen years old and it has been hell. One day a couple comes to visit Claire claiming to have grown up with her father. They ask if she and her sister would come to live with them and she agrees thinking that once she turns eighteen she will be able to find a nice apartment for her sister but what she doesn’t know is that her life is about to change forever and she will be introduced to supernatural creatures she never thought were real. Stephen and Steven's knight are eighteen-year-old twins Alpha’s and they still haven’t found their mate. They are twins and know that they will share a mate when they find her. When their father tells them about finding his old Beta that got killed in a Rogue attack years ago daughter and that they will be moving in with them they have no idea that the older of the two is the girl they have been waiting for. But they are not her only mates their best friend Gwen smith’s mate as well. How will Claire react when she not only finds out that werewolves are real but also she is mated to three?

"This brutally romantic mafia love story will grip you!" ~#1 New York Times bestselling author Helen Hardt Arranged-marriage, age-gap, Mafia/cartel romance Capo to the Luciano Famiglia was my birthright. The cruelty needed to succeed in this life has been beaten into me since I was a young boy. My father, Vincent Luciano, taught by example and with the slap of his hand. My independent streak took me down paths my father would never have gone. With our enemies gaining strength, it is my idea to attempt an alliance with an unlikely bedfellow. The Roríguez Cartel and the Luciano Famiglia are improbable partners, yet even Vincent Luciano can’t deny the possible benefits. The only way to solidify the deal is for me to marry Catalina Ruiz, the eldest daughter of Andres Ruiz, a top lieutenant in the Roríguez Cartel. Catalina is young, beautiful, and thinks she understands the path she is being forced to follow. There is no way for her to know the monster she is about to wed. A man doesn’t become a made man at thirteen if he is capable of love. That emotion is beyond my scope of expertise. Saving the famiglia is my goal. And once this alliance is made, ours will be but the first of the brutal vows exchanged. Have you been Aleatha’d?

Selene remembers nothing, not her name, not her family, and certainly not why she wakes up with dirt under her nails and the phantom sensation of running on four legs. Hidden in the quiet village of Blackthorn, she lives a ghost of a life, until a man with winter-gray eyes and a presence like a thunderstorm walks into her tavern. Dian is an Alpha in name only. Since the tragic death of his mate and pup thirteen years ago, his inner wolf has been silent, buried under a mountain of grief and ice. He expected to live out his days in the shadows, until a single look at the "human" barmaid awakens a primal, unstoppable command: Mine. But Selene is no ordinary human. She is Moon-touched, a rare and ancient being whose blood carries the power to command the very wolves that worship her. As an ancient enemy, the Spirit Killers emerges from the dark to claim her power, Dian must choose between the safety of his cold isolation and the fire of a fated bond that could destroy his pack. From the quiet streets of Blackthorn to the savage politics of the pack lands, Moon Touched is a 250-chapter saga of healing, legacy, and a love that spans generations. It is a story of a woman finding her voice, a man finding his heart, and a family built from the ashes of a war that refused to end

Werewolves do not exist in Africa. * * Why? * * The witches led by the council of thirteen who holds supreme power in the land hunts and kill any and all werewolves that enter into the borders of Africa. * * * Eighteen years old Tara who is set to become the Matron and leader of the witch's council has her whole life upended with the death of her Grandmother, the former Matron. An accident occurs while she was hunting a werewolf who sneaked into the country, turning her into one of the most powerful werewolf in existence; an ORIGINAL. Friend turns to foe for Tara as everyone now aims to see her dead starting from the Adonis shaped lady-killer Boma who was her former intended, the witches, Chosens, battlemages, and werewolves from outside the shores. * * * Pain has been Scar's companion as far back as he could remember. His whole family was dead and betrayed by the ones they trusted the most, His Wolf has been shackled with strange magic and unable to manifest, and he was no more than a punching bag and slave in Alpha Toni's pack, making him live every single moment of his life in intense agony. But one way or the other, Scar was going to have his revenge on all those who brought him pain, even if it meant getting lost to the dark side and selling his soul to the devil!

Alexander Harris has always been cold and indifferent—a ruthless CEO who values power over love. Haunted by a dark past and unable to bear a woman’s touch, he vowed never to fall for anyone. Until he met Everette Carson. From the moment their paths crossed, Everette challenged everything he believed in. When his grandmother threatened to give 15% of the company’s shares to his estranged father unless he marries, Alexander saw an opportunity. Everette’s fire, defiance, and beauty made her the perfect pawn for a marriage of convenience. Silencing his grandmother and putting Everette in her place? It was supposed to be the perfect plan. But nothing about her was ever simple. The more time he spent with her, the harder it became to keep his walls up. Everette’s warmth began to melt the ice around his heart—awakening memories of a mysterious girl from his past—the only soul who had ever touched his own. When the truth of their first meeting comes to light, Alexander realizes their bond was never coincidence. It was fate. Just as love begins to take root, long-buried secrets resurface. Dangerous enemies rise. And betrayal strikes from within. When Everette finally walked away to protect them both, Alexander broke—his desperation unraveling as he threatened to end his life. “Evie… if you walk away today, you will never have the chance to see me again in this life.” But she didn’t stop walking. The gunshot echoed across the runway. And nothing was ever the same again. Now, with everything on the line, fate brings them back together one last time. Will love be enough to heal what was broken, or are they destined to fall apart… all over again?

I was diagnosed with Wolf-Soul Decay Syndrome on my birthday, which meant I was on the verge of death. But my older brother, Alaric Sinclair, bought the only tube of Moonviolet serum—a serum capable of saving my life—just so he could give it to my younger adopted sister, Megan Sinclair. He thought I faked my illness in order to attract everyone's attention. Because of that, I stole the serum when no one was looking and took it. That night, Megan drove away from home in tears, only to be met with a fatal car accident that took her life. I was cast out of my childhood home by my parents. Even my fiance, Kenneth Ravenscroft, who once vowed to protect me, hated my guts. Upon returning to my own home, I ended up dying in a fire that broke out. But what I don't expect is that I've traveled back in time to the third day before my demise. During those three days, I've given up on everything. When I mention that I can give away my spot at the marking ceremony, Kenneth praises me for being an understanding fiancee. When I hand over my design company, which is in the top 500 rank, to Megan, my parents are satisfied with me. "You've finally learned how to be selfless, Evie," they say. But Alaric grabs my hand and roars, "Didn't you claim that you'd never give those things away unless you die? Why are you giving them away now?" That's because I'm about to die, dear brother.

Jasmine is a policewoman who has the goal of catching the person behind her mother's death. She become an orphan at the age of thirteen when her mother suddenly died. She was almost adopted by the Olivares family, but she couldn't put up the rude attitude of their son, Colton Olivares who was fifteen-year-old at that time. She decided to run away and leave the Olivares mansion. Colton was fifteen-year-old when he was sick. He was rude and hated everybody, thinking they just want to make friends with him out of pity. He hates being weak, not being able to do the things he wants which lead him to push everyone away from him and Jasmine was not an exception. He told her every possible hurtful word he could say until she left and run away from the mansion. Jasmine's life has been peaceful for the past fifteen years until a mistake changed her life! She beat up Colton for mistaking him to be the thief she was chasing! Colton threatened to use his influence to get her dismissed from service, but Jasmine couldn't allow it! She couldn't get dismissed, not until she caught the person behind her mother's death! Jasmine tried to talk to Colton and asked him to take back his complaint. Colton agreed but on one condition. It is to marry him and be his wife! But why? What's his reason for marrying Jasmine?

"You want me, Davina. You can deny it all you want. I will make you scream the truth." His voice, a guttural purr, slid over my skin, igniting a shameful, undeniable heat. His hot, possessive gaze consumed me, stripping me bare, making my body clench with fear and anticipation. I was trembling, aching, for a man who I should hat. The man that can destroy me. --- The anonymous call pulled Davina Wilson into a nightmare realm of carnal secrets and violence. Summoned to her estranged father's bedside, she found a brutal aftermath reeking of raw power. Malcolm's chilling dismissal and her stepmother's icy glare hinted at a depraved family darkness she'd never imagined. Then came Ezra, a formidable, unapologetically masculine force, unsettlingly aware of a past Davina had erased thirteen years ago—a past he was determined to excavate and brand as his own. Plunged into a dangerous underworld to shield her family, Davina found herself Ezra's captive. He hungered to devour her innocence, seeing a wild, unyielding lust he was determined to dominate and unleash. His possessive interest deepened into an all-consuming claim. He was the alpha predator she should flee, yet the forbidden craving was undeniable. As Davina navigated this treacherous landscape, the lines between captor and savage lover, threat and intoxicating surrender, blurred. An attraction so potent ignited, promising either her ultimate downfall or a dark, exhilarating damnation.

The day Sofia died, I scattered her ashes into the sea myself. In my last life, I called her my stepmother for thirteen years. She pulled me from dead last at a school in the slums to the top ten in the whole city, gave me the first dress of my life, and taught me how to sit straight at the Moreno dinner table and never bow my head to anyone. On the late nights when my father Leon got drunk and smashed his bottles, it was always her who closed my bedroom door first, then walked alone into the living room to face the man that love and power had already driven mad. Seven days after she died of her illness, Leon finally lost his mind. He charged into the sea off the old docks, screaming, "Sofia, I was wrong! I'm coming down to be with you!" I clung to him with everything I had, and in the struggle I fell into the freezing water myself. When I opened my eyes again, I was five years old. Sofia was crouched on the floor, tying my shoelaces. Her fingers were warm, the pads still carrying the thin calluses left by years of holding a pen over the ledgers. I threw my arms around her neck and buried my face in the crook of her shoulder. "Mommy, this time I don't want anyone else. I only want you."

Synopsis Rose has nothing. Three years inside the Quinn mansion — cooking, cleaning, invisible — while her husband waits for the woman he actually loves. When that woman walks back through the door, Rose walks out. Divorce papers signed. Suitcase in the rain. Then four black cars block an empty road. The Albert brothers have spent thirteen years searching for their kidnapped sister. The DNA doesn't lie. Rose Albert is finally home — to a family that loves her, a stepsister who wants her gone, and a name worth half a billion dollars. But the real problem has green eyes. Damien Rodriguez walks through locked doors. His reflection moves half a second behind his body. His eyes burn red in the dark. He arrived at the Albert estate one morning, looked past everyone in the room, and pointed directly at Rose. Her. She's mine. The contract predates her birth. The agreement was made before Rose existed — between Damien and her bloodline. He has been watching her entire life. Waiting. Certain. Because Rose isn't just an heiress. She carries something four hundred years old inside her. And Damien — ancient, dangerous, and not entirely human — has been waiting through centuries for her to come back to him. She just doesn't know it yet.