Freya Gregor is rejected by her destined mate, Troy Hugo, and seeks comfort in a one-night stand with a stranger, Duke Fillmore, who turns out to be her second-chance mate. Unknown to her, Freya carries special powers, which she gets through childbirth. She learned about her pregnancy in the presence of everyone at the crowning party of Troy as the Alpha of the Frosbite Pack, where he was about to announce her as his mistress and make Gina, his girlfriend, his Luna instead of Freya. But faith had other plans. What plans? Find this and many more out in this intriguing Novel.
Freya's P.O.V.
"I, Troy, renounce you, useless, low-rank omega, as my mate and future Luna," I heard the crown prince's voice. I sank to the floor in a heavy howl, sensing my soul cracking, resulting in unbearable grief.
"Meanwhile, I prefer Gina as my accepted mate and Luna, for she is indeed deserving of the position," Troy, the crown prince, included, and people gasped. Some people put me on the floor with pathetic expressions, while others mocked me and said I deserved it.
"What did I do wrong?" I thought. I was an omega and an outcast. I was mistreated, disgraced, and criticized by people.
I was taken advantage of and oppressed. My feelings were never cared for; instead, I was crushed and turned into everyone's slave.
I was supposed to be happy and rejoicing tonight, the full moon festival, but no one allowed me to.
I remained in a corner, admiring the moon, when I perceived the most pleasant aura ever, with my conscious wolf flipping in excitement.
I perceived my mate was near, and I had to find him. I started following the scent and went deep into the crowd to meet everybody dancing and rejoicing.
Suddenly, I bumped into someone, and from the pleasurable aura I was perceiving, I noticed I banged into my mate.
I was eager and lifted my head to look at who it was. It left me speechless, for my mate turned out to be none other than the arrogant, prideful crown prince and soon-to-be alpha of my pack. I was happy, but deep down inside, I felt I should expect rejection.
I thought he would reject me, and like I expected, he did. At first, he froze, perhaps knowing I was his mate. The next thing I noticed, he, or should I say his wolf, released a loud howl before he turned to stare at me.
I vibrated at the intense hatred in his eyes and could feel my heart dissolving into pieces. "How could the moon goddess be so wicked?" he growled, drawing everyone's attention, and I shivered.
Just then, my nemesis, Gina, who never failed to make my life miserable, arrived and enclosed her arms around Justin while staring swords at me. "Baby, what is wrong?" She requested, and I think I saw fear flash across her eyes.
"The moon goddess has betrayed me," Troy yelled, earning murmurs from people wondering what was happening. What do you mean, my love?" Gina asked, worried. "Please stop talking in parables and explain," she responded. I just discovered out now that this little, rejected tart is my mate," he growled. I felt tears at the brim of my eyes at his words and what he announced.
"My mate called me rejected," I thought, as I sneered in surprise while looking into his eyes, filled with bitterness and disgust for me.
I was used to this bale-filled look from everyone, but that it was coming from him, from my mated mate, hurt like hell.
"Unacceptable!" Gina growled, turning to stare between her sweetheart, Troy, and me. Yeah, Gina, my only nemesis in this world, my friend, turned out to be my mate. The moon goddess sure works in wonderful ways, I figured out.
"It can't be," Gina murmured, shivering. Troy, who saw this, went to her and folded his arms around her while muttering something into her ears. This sight hurt as hell,' I reflected.
The trembling, almost tearful Gina returned to life and sent me an evil grin before walking away with Troy toward the stage in the crowd's presence.
I wondered why and had this belief that something was going to happen.
"I am standing here before you all to make you all my witnesses for what I am about to do," he started, and I realized what he wanted to say. He rejected me without regret and bruised and smashed my heart into a million pieces. I lay down there on the floor, unable to leave, as I shed mute, pain-filled tears.
A few minutes thereafter, everybody started going; the festival had ended. Meanwhile, Gina came to where I was lying on the floor with her minions to make fun of me. "How does it feel to be rejected?" she teased, and her minions burst into laughter while I remained there, not responding to her nor looking at her.
Guessing that pissed her off, for she pulled me up by my chokers and 'smack' kicked me in my face. Yeah, Gina was far stronger than me and had a powerful lineage, while I was a hopeless, powerless omega. "How dare you neglect my question, you useless piece of trash?" she yelled and dumped me to the ground.
I winced at the ache as my body struck the floor. A nail on the floor pierced my left arm, and I choked in agony.
Gina, who saw this, smirked with relief.
"Serves you right, bitch, for trying to take my man," she said to me with a piercing frown. I just laid there, too weak to do anything or retaliate. All I could do was remain there and allow her to torment me. Gina flung me a look loaded with hatred before spitting on my face and exiting.
I struggled to get up a few minutes after she and her minions left. I tore a piece of my gown from the tip and wrapped it around my bleeding arm. I could not heal, for I was an omega. My healing rate was just like that of a human. I made my way to a bar, got drunk, and struggled to forget my misery for that night.
I sat at the bar and swallowed a full cup of hot vodka, which pierced my throat and made me feel so hot. Just then, I felt someone sit in the chair beside me. I turned to see who it was and whooped in awe, almost salivating. It was a drop-dead, handsome guy with huge, powerful arms.
My eyes were too blurred to sink into his features, but I bit my lips at his rock-hard chest, which looked like it was about to pop out of his t-shirt.
"Mind if I join you?" he inquired with a grin, and I nodded.
A reborn woman with a dangerous past. A heartless mafia prince with a dark void in his soul. When their worlds collide, what chaos will their love story bring? Eira Croft thought she had finally freed herself from the shackles of her past life after exacting her revenge. But peace proves elusive when she catches the eye of Lucian, the most feared and abandoned prince of the mafia organization, sent to eliminate her. However, Lucian's first meeting with Eira turns into an unexpected challenge. Instead of an easy target, he finds a woman who can stand her ground, a woman who intrigues him more than he expected. When fate throws them together again, their twisted game of power, vengeance, and undeniable attraction begins-until emotions neither of them expected start to bloom. But in a world where betrayal lurks in every shadow, can love truly exist, or will it be the weapon that destroys them both?
"Pardon!! Who arranged that?" "Your head of PR, Mr silver," she said. "They think it'll make you more humanized and social. You know, billionaire CEO let's loose for once." Damon exhaled sharply, having a mix between a sigh and a scoff. "Humanize me. What nonsense is that!!" Amelia refrained from saying that, at times, Damon could certainly benefit from appearing human. "I already know you're going to hate it," she said instead. "But right now boss, the merger hinges on public opinion. You need this to work." Damon looked at her for the first time since they entered the SUV. His sharp, assessing eyes almost made her disappear from her seat. "And what do you know about public opinion, Amelia?" She looked at him squarely. "Enough to know you can't afford to be seen as an unreachable isolated billionaire anymore. The board is given a hint about new leadership. I think you need to play their game this time." Damon hated hearing the truth, especially when it was said so bluntly. But that was Amelia, always unafraid to speak her mind when others pretended in his presence. "Fine," he relented, facing his phone back. "But if I have to suffer through Ember Club tonight, you're coming too. Someone has to keep me from throwing a drink in someone's face." Amelia blinked. "Excuse me?" Damon Blackwood, an overworked billionaire CEO finds himself in an impulsive, drunken Las Vegas marriage with his assistant Amelia Harper. A wild night at a club, he expects to end it swiftly. However, a media scandal forces Damon to keep the marriage alive in other to protect his company's image and secure a critical business deal. What starts as a fake arrangement soon pulls Damon and Amelia into a journey of self-discovery and love. Amelia a strong-willed woman with dreams of opening her cafe, begins to chip away at Damon's cold exterior. Damon, haunted by loneliness and distrust, starts seeing life through Amelia's compassionate perspective. Complications arise with jealous ex-lovers, meddling family members, and the looming truth behind their fake marriage. As their six-month contracts near its end, both must confront their feelings and choose to return to their separate lives or risk everything for love.
Betrayed, devastated, and robbed of her legacy, Eira Croft's life takes a new turn when her wedding day is turned into her sister's wedding. Robbed of her empire, her husband, and her identity, she discovers she wasn't even a Croft and was never part of the family she considered her blood for 25 years. Left penniless and heartbroken, the homeless Eira is hit by a truck the moment she steps out of the gate. As she lay in her pool of blood, she wished for a second chance. Ironically, she gets reborn by the mischievous god who hit her with a truck and even receives a powerful system as an apology gift. Lucian, the neglected son of the underworld ruler, conceals his scars behind a reckless smile. Broken, he thought love was impossible until he met Eira. What's Lucian's past like? Read now and watch Eira's fierce return.
Lira, the princess of the silver wolf pack and the chosen child of the moon goddess, gets betrayed by her cousin and best friend Sofie, who lures her into a vampire's den. She is overwhelmed by the vampire who mates with her to get rid of a poison in its system. Lira is expelled by the pack and thrown out by her fiancé after her pregnancy is known to all. She is detested by both wolves and vampires for carrying an anomaly in her stomach; she leaves the fantasy world and comes to the world of humans. After five years, Lira meets Will, the vampire and father of her kids, during a checkup in the hospital. She decides to ignore him, but her past pack comes for her and her children, which makes her rely on Will. As a battle to protect her family unfolds, Lira finds out secrets that could prove to be a danger to her family, and she must protect her identity from the humans. How would she do it? Let's see.
Percy had always received the short end of the stick when it came to luck. Separated from his parents at the age of two, the child no one wanted to adopt, the very personification of bad luck, that was just Percy's life. Percy didn't care about all that stuff because, to him, he wasn't so cursed. He had Olivia, his fiancé, a house, money, and a job. That belief remained with him until he got sacked from work, walked in on his cheating girlfriend, and got his entire property stolen from him by her. As if the heavens were consoling him, Percy becomes the host of a system. How could he make use of that system? What secrets is the world still hiding from Percy, and is he terrible luck? We should see.
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, poseesive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved-dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?