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N. C. Harriet is a creativity driven writer known for her quality works from werewolf to romance. I write addictive stories that hook readers from the first to last chapters. I am a passionate writer.

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N. C. Harriet is a creativity driven writer known for her quality works from werewolf to romance. I write addictive stories that hook readers from the first to last chapters. I am a passionate writer.
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Don’t come back here, Lily

Don’t come back here, Lily

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"You came back." I spin around. Andre stands in the shadows of the hallway, arms folded, eyes dark like he has been waiting. Like he knew. "I never left." My chin juts. "This is neutral ground." He moves then, slowly. Deliberate. The kind of moves that make other wolves step back. I hold my ground, even as every nerve in my body screams at me. He stops close enough that his scent wraps itself around me like a second skin. His eyes drop to mine. Something unreadable flickers in them. "You should be more careful, little biker," he murmurs. "Neutral ground won't always save you from me." *** Lily has one rule - never back down. It has kept her alive and sane through losing her mother, loving the wrong boy, and trusting the wrong people. But the night she rides into Bloodfang territory and comes face to face with Andre, every rule she has ever lived by begins to crack. Her boyfriend is a lie. Her best friend is a betrayal. And her father's pack is built on a secret so gruesome that it could burn everything, including the one bond Lily is fighting with everything she has. Some things cannot be outrun. No matter how fast you ride.

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Marked by the Lycan Prince

Marked by the Lycan Prince

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I thought heartbreak would break me. Maybe it did. But not in the way I expected. It awakened the monster inside. On the night I caught my boyfriend of five years with another woman, something snapped inside me. I wore rage like an outfit. Claws tore through my skin. I heard voices in my head, voices I was certain weren’t mine. Then he appeared. Darian McAlister, the Lycan prince, all shades of danger wrapped in silver hair and flaming eyes. He saved me from myself that night, and then, accidentally marked me. Now, I'm tied to the man who's already betrothed to another. A man who wants nothing to do with me, and has made that clear. A man who still lurks in the shadows, waiting for something. And to make things worse, the Lycan family wants me dead, because the blood flowing through my veins creates a bond between me and the enemy that nearly destroyed them. But fate doesn't care about politics or debts owed. The accidental marking demands blood, and if we don't complete the Lycan’s mating process… One of us dies.

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