"There's a problem with your theory," he murmurs, the touch of his fingers down my jawline, down my neck, a silent warning. I'm in the midst of a cold, calculated predator. "One side of me wants to preserve that precious innocence of yours, while the other, well, wants to absolutely destroy it." Not much is known about Alpha Ren. Simply that he lives in a small island in a big estate away from everyone. His secrets remain hidden within the shadows of his distance. He's untouchable. Homeless, Brielle stumbles upon a job at the docks. Whispers speak of better jobs upon Ren's island. And when his ship sails in, Brielle gets a chance, and takes it. Smuggling herself on, she finds herself as a servant within his endless estate, working to keep herself alive. However, as curiosity increases with the elusiveness of the Alpha, Brielle finds herself finding out Ren's terrible secret. Perhaps the Alpha everyone sees on the surface has another side to him. A side, so dangerous, there's only one person who can keep it at bay.
Brielle
"I tried."
I swallow, eyeing the tips of her fingers that plaster the response letter of my last employment attempt to the surface of the oak table. Her eyes - silver as mercury - glare at me, piercing straight through my calm facade. She's clearly not happy. Her blonde hair was clipped back from her face, allowing for her high cheekbones and sharp jawline to appear more prominent. She's poised and sophisticated; more prepared for a life as a socialite than a maternal figure.
She's never been too kind, always strict and exacting, wanting the best and nothing but. I made a decision this year not to go off to university to study a course mother would be proud of. It didn't make sense to me. But now I've stepped across a line I was avoiding.
"Trying, isn't enough in this family," she says pointedly, "no one is going to hire a useless girl with no higher education to her name."
Her words hit me straight where it hurts. She's right, though. This Pack offers free education past high school, and I failed to take it. Many have snubbed their noses at me, refusing to accept my work. I'm to the point of giving up, all my friends having left for school, and my mother ready to push me away because I'm a failure.
"I think you should leave," mother says, smoothly standing from the table. She makes a scene of scrunching the paper up into a ball, tossing into the bin beside her.
"When you're employed, and have something to your name, you can come back to this family. Right now, associating with you is not in your father and I's best interest. Pack your things and leave by dawn." I watch her leave.
No remorse, no regret. She watched my older brother go to university and become a successful surgeon. A daughter who's only skill is pulling a paintbrush too across a canvas is easy to disregard. I don't stick around. I shove as much as I can into one duffle bag, and slink out without having to see my mother again. Giving her anymore satisfaction is not on my agenda.
The Loyalty Pack is a safe Pack, kept in good condition. It's built around a beautiful lake, and right in the centre of that lake, is our Alpha's estate. People gossip that he can see all from there, and watches over everyone's mistakes. Despite the advertisement that everyone in this Pack is loyal to each other, it's all a lie. In evidence of this. My father built this home upon a hill, among with other estates to look over the view. As I emerge outside, I see the moonlight upon the glassy surface of it. I would marvel in its beauty were I not suddenly homeless. My plan is to get out of this Pack.
Soon. I've been conspiring to do so for awhile, but with no money and way out of here, it's hopeless. I need a job. But who will hire me, without any further schooling? Trotting down the cobblestone path toward the village at the foot of the hill, I curse my parents. If my mother thinks I'm coming back, she's crazy. And I know my father will never ask about me. Where I'm going to get my money from, I'm unsure. The lakeside village my parents became so wealthy in is so popular, as it seems to be the only place Ren is ever seen to visit. The docks his marvellous ships glide into every now-and-again are huge, a hub for wealth and prosperity. It's where everyone aspires to visit, to catch a glimpse of those who step off that elusive island in the middle of the lake.
I avoid it. It reminds me of those years father would take myself and my brother down to the docks to watch Ren arrive for a visit to the mainland. It was always a big spectacle I would often look forward to. Instead of walking by the lakefront, avoiding gushing couples and giggling friend groups, I wander down the streets at the foot of the hill. No where to stay. No friends. My bag is as heavy on my arm, as the gazes of passers by is heavy on my shoulders. On my dignity.
Many know me, and many will be questioning my parents about it in these next weeks. Many will wonder what I'm doing out so late, straying from my home. No one will expect that I've been cast out from shame. Mother never allowed the public to get a single glimpse of what actually went on within our home. Behind closed doors. I find an alleyway, sheltered against the wind, and also hopefully, the rain. If it were to come to that. Pushing my bag against the wall, I sit on it. Luckily, city cleaners keep these alleyways immaculate.
I'll move on tomorrow though, try find a job and hopefully from there, a place to stay. Then I'll leave this Pack, forget my parents. I'm not one for revenge, so hoping tonight was the last time I'll see their faces is good enough for me. My head leans against the concrete.
I saw this coming. Ren's 'perfect society' is a lie. He covers most people's first expenses, however, since I come from a wealthy family, I'm not entitled to want of it. Little does he know, my family never wanted me anyway. Not when they got their perfect child. He knows nothing of a perfect society. Not when he keeps himself hidden away on that stupid island of his. God I hate him. So much. Tears sting in my eyes. Is this really my fate? I never planned for any of this...Tomorrow I'll call Ethan, my brother. Maybe he will find space for me. If he loves me.
"This doesn't look like a place for a girl like you," someone whispers. I startle, so involved in my own thoughts I hadn't even seen someone approach. A man, in a decaying suit jackets and loose trousers stares down at me. He has a shock of untrimmed black hair. I bring my knees up to my chest defensively.
"Go away. You don't know anything about me." "I'm not going anywhere." I eye him suspiciously. He's clearly homeless, or every eccentric. Either way, when someone approaches you in the street with unknown intentions, it's always safe to be cautious.
And I would be, were I not so close to giving up. I have nothing left for me, not here. "If you want to take my stuff, go ahead," I say, motioning to the duffle bag under my backside. The man narrows a dark pair of eyes at me.
"A bit hard on your luck are you?" Sighing through my nose, I push my head back against the wall again. Hard on my luck? I wouldn't say it was much of my fault. However, there is no use wallowing in my sorrows to this uninterested man.
"You could say that much," I say, hoping he wouldn't take any further interest in my sob story. It's no ones business but my own. He shoves his hands in his pockets.
"If you're looking for a job, the docks are always open for a lady. Might just be cleaning up, but they will surely offer you a place to stay if you desperately need it." We stare at each other. Assuming I wasn't about to say much more, he continued walking back down the alleyway, his gait casual.
"Wait," I say quickly, before he disappeared around the corner. He turns to look at me again.
"What was that?" I unfurl my legs from my sitting position. "Thank you."
Sienna has been in love with her Alpha since she could remember. He's rough, dangerous and the epitome of raw sex appeal. The problem is, he is her best friend, and strictly off limits. Tradition mandates he marry a woman of noble birth, and that is not her. She knows this is for the best, until she becomes his mistress, and things start to change. As she falls for her best friend, she must reconcile a deadly secret she has been keeping from him for years, that could change everything. Onyx has sacrificed everything to become Alpha. So, not marrying for love shouldn't be such an issue. His entire life he has denied his feelings for his best friend, until he is forced to take her as his mistress to grant her protection. With threats growing against them, and when his prospective wife candidates start showing up murdered, he make some difficult decisions.
On a quiet Spring morning, Avila awoke, six months after her death. By some miracle, she was suddenly alive, with no memory of her life. Confused, Avila is thrust into a world of where she is a Princess with a secretive family who battles a vicious rebellion. And, she is engaged to a wealthy, handsome Prince who couldn't stand who she was before she died. Avila is forced to piece together her previous life while making sense of her current one, but with a rebellion member who is in love with her, and the attraction growing between her and the Prince, things are only getting more complicated.
"I can't tell what is real and what is a dream," I murmur, looking up to his silver eyes, glistening mist swirling within his irises. "But I know I can't hold myself back from you any longer. Luella has been having the same dreams every night involving two silver eyed men, who remain elusive during the day, but come alive from the shadows by night. After visiting a therapist who tips Luella off on what could be the cause of these dreams, the start to become more frequent, to the point she can no long tell the difference between dream and reality. Who are these silver eyed men? One wants her desperately until he doesn't, while the other is always there when she needs him, until he is not. That is, until she swears she is seeing them in her waking life. And suddenly, her dreams might just be coming to life.
Having survived the River, Akara wakes alone, and with a decision to make. Find Marek, the mysterious hunter who saved her life through deception and lies? Or find Taius, the King, who's lies are coming to the surface. And through the decision on who to trust, Akara must battle through her emerging powers, and her torn feelings between Marek and Tai. And her decision will reveal a connection far deeper than what she ever thought she was capable of.
“I...I’ve never had an orgasm before!” I blurt out, backing away a few steps. He sits up, dark hair ruffled and messy from the fingers I ran through it. His eyes, once wide, slowly darken. “You what?” He breathes. *** Running from a dark past, a girl stumbles into a territory ran by a notorious Alpha. He's cold, dangerous and poisons her, forcing her into his proximity. But she harbours a dark secret, which when revealed to the wrong people, causes her to become tied to the Alpha in an arranged marriage that reveals more about them than anticipated... Including the bond they share when they touch. And the Alpha too has a secret, an obsession. For her. __ Themes: Fated Mates, Forced Proximity, Arranaged Marriage, Werewolf (Alpha), Romance, Smut, Dominance. (18+)
"So you're a virgin, then." He says it so blatantly it rattles me to the core. "No! I mean, would it matter if I were?" "I suppose not," he muses, his gaze shifting back to me. "But when I look at you, I want to violently fuck you until you cannot move for days." ---- On a hiking trip with a friend, Meara accidently breaks an ancient curse, releasing a powerful Alpha from another time. He wants revenge from who imprisoned him as much as he wants her, and Meara may be the only one who can stop him. But she has a life she isn't ready to give up. And yet, there is no escaping a seductive Alpha and a deadly curse that has been unleashed across her Pack that threatens her life.
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
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?"
Sequel to chasing my estranged wife; I want you back. ******** " You promised me!'' I screamed. "You promised that you wouldn't hurt me, you made the vows that you would stand beside me, Ryan, and what did you do? You broke me into smithereens. I don't want anything to do with you anymore. When I said we were done. I meant it!" Falling in love with him had come in a whirlwind, she couldn't account for how exactly it had happened but what she knew was that she didn't want to let go once she was in. For Ryan, when he made a vow, he had meant it, but nothing had told him about marriage, that it wasn't just a bed of roses, but it had thorns in it as well. When secrets piled up between them and vows broken, they had no choice but to let go of each other, but years later, he wanted her back. Like the air he breathed, he chased after her, but she was gone. Left with the remnants of his actions, he is torn between getting her back and damning all consequences or letting go of her and his children, which would it be?
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met her—the pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmates’ laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.
In the eyes of the public, Elijah was ever the gentleman, always distant and reserved. But behind closed doors, he was an animal who relentlessly ensnared Ashley in a web of lust. No one knew of their secret relationship, yet at the same time, no one dared to bully her again. Then one day, she was hit with morning sickness right in front of everyone. To everyone’s shock, the aloof and domineering Elijah quickly knelt in front of her and caressed her pregnant belly. “Babe,” he crooned, “let’s go public with our relationship. I will give you my everything.”
She was a diamond covered by ashes.... King Dakota was known as the most Powerful Alpha King of all times - more powerful than any other King that had ruled from his lineage. He was cold hearted, introverted and dangerous in anger. Cursed by the Moon goddess, King Dakota had to get married to three wives all in search of a male child that would become his heir, but it was impossible as the curse would only let his wives bear she -wolves. But on a different day, the King meets a lady who offends him and as a punishment, he took her home as his fourth wife. Her name was Shilah. Shilah was a powerless wolf and as a result, was disregarded and intimidated by all. But, when she begins to do things that the King had never felt for years, he began to wonder who she really was. Slowly, she crawled her way into his icy heart and turned out to be something nobody ever expected - a storm.