Most nights I lay under the moon, bathing in it's light. Trying to get rid of this regret and self pity. Trying to forget what I have done. Trying to fight my crazed beast who had witnessed his mate's death. Just trying. . . Now I, 'The Prince Of Lycans' ask the moon to end my misery, asking for her forgiveness. I never believed that I loved her not even when she had tried to convince me to accept the mate bond, when I used her body like she's nothing more than my Mistress, never believed in her not until the moment when she had a blade on her neck looking at me like a broken doll. Her soul was singing the song of pain. Broken beyond repair! I killed her. . . Killed my own soulmate. Some nights I feel her pain a little more. Now I live in the sadness that always surrounded her. My regret won't bring her back nor will my tears... đź”´Warning!!!đź”´ Mature content.
Most nights I lay under the moon, bathing in it's light. Trying to get rid of this regret and self pity. Trying to forget what I have done. Trying to fight my crazed beast who had witnessed his mate's death.
Just trying. . .
Now I, 'The Prince Of Lycans' ask the moon to end my misery, asking for her forgiveness.
I never believed that I loved her not even when she had tried to convince me to accept the mate bond, when I used her body like she's nothing more than my Mistress, never believed in her not until the moment when she had a blade on her neck looking at me like a broken doll.
Her soul was singing the song of pain.
Broken beyond repair!
I killed her. . . Killed my own soulmate.
Some nights I feel her pain a little more. Now I live in the sadness that always surrounded her.
My regret won't bring her back nor will my tears...
đź”´Warning!!!đź”´
Mature content.
đź”´A Werewolf Novelđź”´ Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â She was born in the season of death under the layers of hatred. It was said that the moon held nothing in front of her beauty but it was such a shame that she didn't survived. . . Or that's what they think. . . Eva she was born from love and was thrown in the woods in the dead of winter for nature to take her back. But nature had other plans for her. She was the daughter of the strongest being on the earth and was blessed with power's that matched the powers of the moon. The world of the supernaturals considered her dead but she was as alive as the wind. She was the bastard child they thought they got rid of and she was okay with it until he came in front of her staking his claim on her very being. The one The Moon blessed her with. She didn't asked for her blessing. . . She didn't wanted a mate and him being the one she can't use her powers on only made it worst. He didn't wanted her because of love he just wanted her for delivering his child, for warming his bed that's how it works in his society but he forgot that she wasn't a part of his world, his twisted society because she had her own world. She knew he was the King but he forgot that she was a self made Queen. Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â â—‹â—‹â—‹â—‹â—‹â—‹~^~â—‹â—‹â—‹â—‹â—‹â—‹ He wanted her because once a male finds his mate he can't get hard for another female.
⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This Book Contains Matured Contents, reader's discretion is advised. *** "Do you have any idea how much I want to be inside you right now?" he asked as he stood to his feet. "Then why aren't you?" I responded, loving the feel of him pressed so close, my back to the mirror, my front to him. But even still, in some far corner of my lust-fogged mind, I realized that we were still in a bathroom. Anyone could walk in and see us. The thought of getting discovered was scary and erotic at the same time. "Oh, we're not done. Spread your legs a bit for me, Kitten." He commanded. When I did as he instructed, he settled between my legs again. "Now close your eyes. And try not to move." Dominic Rutherford murmured. I drew in a sharp breath as his fingers slipped into me with a silky, wet ease. First one. Then another. A feverish tide rose inside me, and I groaned. I jerked in response, causing me to unconsciously move my hips towards his teasing, clever hand, seeking more. "Ohh-" My body trembled under his touch. "Please..." *** Ruby escapes a stifling marriage filled with betrayal, eager to reclaim her freedom. At a masquerade ball, she meets Dominic, a mysterious older man always wearing a mask and has a complex past. Their intense attraction ignites a passionate and dangerous affair. Dominic, who was tasked by Ruby's unknown brother to find her, is captivated by her defiant spirit. As Ruby gets entangled in Dominic's dark world and faces threats from her vengeful former husband and an enemy within, she struggles with her fear of love. Will Ruby and Dominic overcome their pasts and the secrets that threaten to tear them apart? Can Ruby submit to love even after the truth is revealed?
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."
22-year-old Evelyn Carter is attempting to start over in California while avoiding her past. She will be embarking on a new career path as a private school teacher. She is smart, attractive, and doesn't put up with nonsense. Who wouldn't notice her? However, what happens when she attracts the attention of someone unwilling to let her go? Who wants her and nothing else after falling in love at first sight? A 25-year-old billionaire CEO and single father, Lucian Carrington. He takes what he wants and he is also a very dangerous man. All it needed was one look at a stunning woman to realize she was HIS, even though he doesn't believe in relationships because they always end. Preview: Miss Carter, you will be mine. I say firmly. "Release my arm, Mr. Carrington, before I force you to." She says, seeming to smile at me. I give her a sly smile. Squeezing my wrist with her other hand, she twists it uncomfortably. I gave a painful hiss. "Don't underestimate me, Mr. Carrington." "This is the only time I will allow you to walk away from me, Miss Carter." She glared at me as she turned. "Mr. Carrington, I am no possession of yours." I was left standing there when she opened the classroom door and left.
Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called “sister”. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, “Never!”
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"