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The Supreme Alpha

Duke lost his family during the werewolf war and Seraphina became his light in the darkness. Duke is adamant about protecting Seraphina and reclaiming what was his by birth, even if he needs to risk his life by awakening the powerful beast that sleeps within him. Seraphina paid a heavy price in exchange to be with the love of her life. Others made that choice for her. She is determined to get stronger so that she can regain what's lost, and she swore to secure everything that's dear to her. Will she be able to fulfill that promise when the man she loves needs to risk his life if he wants to live? Join Seraphina and Duke as they uncover their pasts and build their future while fighting against the vicious creatures who see them as a threat. --- FL and ML are both strong, smart, and they would do anything for each other. Expect drama, mystery, and romance in a modern fantasy setting. If you are under age 18 or sensitive to adult content, I suggest you skip this novel. This is the second book in the series Amara, and you can read it independently. --- Book 1 in the Amara series, "Amara - Reunion", will give you a better understanding of the hardships Seraphina and Duke went through in order to be together. --- Connect with me and other fellow readers, and see additional photos. Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/RedSonia.Novels Discord: https://discord.gg/cFaejHB Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/redsonia_novels/ --- I own the cover. --- Give my other novels a try!

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The realm of dragons (11)

[ Seraphina's POV ]

"AAAAAHHHH! EEEEEHHHH!"

Women screamed and ran helter-skelter as we landed on the big balcony where they were lounging around a fountain.

Who has a fountain on a balcony? I heard of riches, but wasn't this excessive?

I jumped off the bird-lion and Zethu was right behind me.

I counted at least thirty women, and there were probably more inside, hiding behind furniture. I didn't get a good look at them, but they were wearing clothes – proper dresses. It was not the half-naked sight I was expecting.

"Where is Lord Graike!?" I shouted.

"Who are you? What do you want?" one woman asked while peeking from behind a chair.

"That's not for you to know. Where is he? Bring him here!"

An older female strode confidently toward me. She was at least two meters tall and was dressed in fluttery green fabric, it looked expensive but not luxurious like the other females were wearing.