"Fuck you. Get off me now!" He towers over me and his hands move under the covers, going higher and higher until I gasp. No matter how I want to push him away and stomp on his body, I can't. The heat and pleasure coming from his touch makes me go crazy. "Get off me, you dimwit." Through the heat, I force out words and I close my eyes as I moan when his lips descend on my neck, teasing and nibbling. "Oh goddess. Why won't you get off me." I try to push him off, in the mist of pleasure and he looks down at me with hooded eyes. My back touches the headboard when I shift backwards but he drags me back to himself by my ankle. "I am the King, Minerva. That means what I say goes." "Well, you can go fuck yourself or better yet, let your other mate do that for you." He climbs over me with his hands on each side of my head. Luckily, the heat is subsiding due to our close range. "I've told you a thousand time. I don't want you, I need you." "Fucker! I've told you a zillion times, I don't want to be your baby making machine, you stupid son of a mammoth-" He immediately shuts me up with a deep kiss, exploding my insides. ~~~~ It's every she-wolf's dream to be the mate of the wolf king but not Minerva's. She didn't plan to even know him, she didn't bargain to become a second mate, or a baby making machine to the King who has an unusual plan set up in his head; neither did she plan to be a hybrid. All these were a surprise to her, maybe being the King's mate comes with a few benefits, and being crazy comes with the chance to plan his death... Slowly, a very very slow death. Her multiple personalities has no bounds but what happens when he finally breaks her and gets his way. The once crazy mate turns into mush but even under all that events and whatnot is a new arising evil, hiding from their sights and rapidly growing in power. 'The Crazy Hybrid Of A Mate', didn't get the name for show... Er- maybe she did.
My wolf just can't stop jumping in my head, after all she just found her mate. Don't get me wrong, I am happy, just not happy that I am going to leave my sister behind.
Though my wolf has a strong bond with our sister and is somewhat sad about leaving her, she is more excited about being with her mate.
What wolf wouldn't be. Not mine.
I don't react as he steps into the car after me. I don't react as I feel his piercing gaze on me, but my wolf does. She just can't stop her excitement.
The car starts moving, leaving behind my sister and her mate, watching us from their palace.
I don't look back I know, she will have a happy life; after all she is the mated to the Elvin King.
She is in safe hands.
My wolf shares a bit of my sadness with me before she goes back to drooling over her mate.
I roll my eyes at this.
Classic.
"I can sense your inner turmoil, mate and I don't like it."
I try not to roll my eyes at him.
You're not meant to like it.
Ugh!
I wish this was one of my sister's werewolves books that she reads, maybe I would know how to handle him.
I'll call this one.
Minerva.
The Wolf King's Mate.
It sure has a ring to it.
I don't have the chance to think of the book cover because, he grips me by the chin and drags my face closer to his.
He glares at me so intensely, that I try to shrink away from him; not minding the fact that he is literally holding my chin rather very painfully.
"When I talk to you, I expect you to answer me."
Blah blah blah blah.
The only thing stopping me from saying that out loud is because he is the King of the wolves and he has my chin in his grip. He can crush me any second.
I guess, that's more than one thing.
I nod, in pretense.
If I want to get out of this car alive I have to agree to everything this handsom-
I mean to everything he says.
My wolf shakes her wolf head at me, mentally.
She believes that he won't harm us.
I scoff at this, not physically. I don't want my head removed from my body. I am too young for that.
His grip on my chin tightens and I groan loudly.
The driver must be thinking that we are doing the unimaginable here.
Thank the goddess for the black tinted glass separating us from his view.
"With words, little mate," His voice sends multiple of shivers down my spine.
Who is he calling little?
"Yes, my King."
Seems like he doesn't know how to make a dialogue.
Caveman.
My wolf frowns at me.
She doesn't like that I am degrading her- our mate.
If only he could hear my thoughts...
He sends me a last glare before he shifts away from me.
I don't know when I exhale in relief.
My head didn't cut off.
That's a start.
Right?
I try to focus my attention on the trees outside. I can already sense that we will soon be out of the fey realm.
I suppose that's good.
I am suppose to be happy, I guess.
I never liked faeries.
Leaning back on the car seat, I try to smile.
I have a feeling I won't any longer.
Then I fall asleep.
When I awaken, I don't know where I am.
The place looks blurry...
Oh!
That's just my eyes.
I can't stop myself from inhaling the scent coming from the pillow, and I reprimand myself for this.
Of course, this is his room.
Where else would I be?
I actually was hoping it was a dream, guess it wasn't.
Bummer.
Sitting on the bed, I examine the room.
It is more than I imagined, but I don't dwell on the details.
I shouldn't.
Perhaps, one day he will wake up and tell me to leave.
This is just too good to be true.
I stand up and walk to the door, opening it slowly. I poke my head out and find out that there is a hallway.
I was expecting this.
I stay here for some seconds, hoping to see anyone pass by but I get nothing.
Maybe he told his staff to not come here because of me...
Yeah, that's a great reason.
I slowly walk out of room, closing the door behind me and when I do this, a female appears from nowhere.
She walks confidently to my path, that I feel the urge to be like her...
Which is very absurd and so not happening.
Why did I think of that in the first place.
My stupid brain is working stupidly.
She approaches me with her chin up high. "The King requests for your presence in the dinning room."
Then she starts walking away.
That was a bit rude.
She suddenly stops and turns to back stare at me, "Aren't you coming?"
"Oh."
I run after her and she leads me pass several paths before we finally arrive at where I guess to be the dining room.
She isn't a wolf I can sense that.
Then what is she doing in here?
Before I can thank the female, she walks away, disappearing from my view.
I look away and face the Wolf King.
He stares at me too, holding a glass of wine on his lips.
Goddess!
Please, don't drool. Please don't.
"I called you here to apologize..."
To apologize?
That actually sounds weird coming from him, but who am I to judge.
"For what?" I ask, walking into the room with my arms folded.
He sighs, dropping the glass on the table beside him.
"For being a jerk. I am sorry for that."
I raise an eyebrow at him, "And how were you being a jerk?"
He rolls his eyes at me, catching me by surprise.
That doesn't seem like a kingly thing to do.
"I am sorry for the way I acted in the car, okay? There, I said it."
I smile at him and he looks away from me.
"Why did you act that way?"
"My wolf got mad when you didn't want to leave with us. He thought you were going to reject us, I thought that too."
I press my lips together with a nod, "I am sorry for that, my king. I didn't want to leave my sister."
"I understand," He nods back at me, "But what I don't understand is why you call me, my king..."
"Err... What am I supposed to call you?"
"By my name, of course."
"I don't know your name."
He is shocked, "You seriously don't know my name?"
I shrug at him, "Do I need to repeat it twice for you to understand?"
He rolls his eyes and I say, "I am actually not a fan of yours."
"I see and who are you to be exact?"
I smirk at this, "Is that your way of asking me of my name?"
He smirks back at me, "Maybe? I am Sebastian, if you must know."
"And I am Minerva."
"Such a beautiful name, for a beautiful girl."
I shake my head at this, "How many females have you told that exactly?"
The thought makes my wolf mad.
"The important thing is that you have accepted me as your mate."
I roll my eyes.
Oh Goddess.
Isabella is an example of the word special. In a whole generation of wolves behind her, no one has ever seen, heard or recorded of a wolf becoming the mate of a god. No in the wolf kingdom, no kingdom at all. The thing is that gods don't have mates but Isabella is made for him. He is bonded to her and she to him. This is the story of a princess and a god.
Love!! Laura barely knew the meaning of that. She was an orphan, an orphan with no family and home but then one day she found it. Love!! It never lies, some say. She fell in love but the world has a weird way of coming back to us. Soon enough, her past came to become her future, after all, she told being raped as nothing. This taught her many lessons... Lessons from love, betrayal and friendships.
Jenny is a dancer and singer too. Her trip to visit her parents leave a wide hole between her and her best friend's relationship. When they both come back together, a guy comes into their life. Both of them fall in love with him, she had to leave him for her best friend, that's what best friends do right?
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust.
Traversing back to the ancient Prime Martial World from modern age, Austin finds himself in a younger body as he wakes up. Yet, the young man he possesses was a miserable dimwit, what a bummer! But it doesn’t matter as his mind is sound and clear. Possessing this younger and stronger body, he will fight his way to become the God of martial arts, and rule the whole Martial World!
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Maria took her sister’s place and was engaged to Anthony, a disabled man who had lost his status as the family heir. At first, they were just a nominal couple. However, things changed when things about Maria were gradually exposed. It turned out she was a professional hacker, a mysterious composer, and the sole successor to an international jade sculpting master… The more that was revealed about her, the less Anthony could rest easy. A famous singer, an award-winning actor, an heir of a rich family—so many excellent men were chasing after his fiancee, Maria. What should Anthony do?
Warning: This book has high sexual assault displays, but does not support any form of rape. I, Alpha Edward Parker, swear that I will keep you tied to me until I make you pay for what you did to my mate," he swore, gripping my chin in a bruising hold. "Not only will you wish for death, but you will beg for it, and it will be too far from you." I could feel the eyes of the whole pack on us. They probably came to experience a normal wedding, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I was being married off to a groom because he wanted revenge. Tears welled, and I wanted to scream, "I am your mate; I'm the one who saved you, not her." But I knew no one would believe me. I was his mate, how could he not recognize me? Four years ago, Amanda happened to save a total stranger, but due to a string of misunderstandings, her sister took her place. The stranger then promised a vow of betrothal to his savior. Not seeing any use in correcting the error, Amanda allowed it. That was her biggest mistake because the stranger ended up being her own mate. Caught in a web of lies and confusion, she decides to set herself free by speaking the truth. But her plans are thwarted when her sister turns up dead, and she is pinned as the main suspect. A mate out to seek revenge for another, a forced marriage, an underlying plot, a web of lies, and many dark secrets. How can Amanda navigate all these without losing sight of herself? How will she speak the truth when she has already lost her voice and has been destroyed by her own mate?