As ruthless as the devil, Zique Blud reigned above all the other alpha's. He was feared by most, looked up to by many and only a few had the courage to test him. He hated the weak, detested them with his whole heart, which was exactly why he crushed them...But crushing them ended up being the reason why he was cursed by the goddess... In ten years...he needed to find his mate or the thread around his heart would tighten until it killed him. _ Kiara Cole had been locked away from the world all her life, she was weak, without a wolf...thus why the alpha of the Silver Rain pack decided to isolate her from the world... At ten, she had watched him kill her parents and now at 19 years old, she finally got a wolf, only to find out that the man who had stolen half of her life, would be the man to spend the rest of it with her. # Dark Werewolf Romance#
Kiara looked up at the darkness above her, then at the bars of her cell. She longed to step foot outside, to bask in the sunlight that'd burst through the little cracks in her walls and the dim silver light that'd dance it's way from the moon every night.
She longed to see the green grass, the trees, the birds and the bees, she longed to see her very face in the mirror. She had been locked away at 10 years old, on that very day her wolf should've came out...
Unfortunately though, her bones had never cracked, furr hadn't taken over her skin and the beast she had tried so hard to call forth never came. That was all she did wrong, not having a wolf was apparently her sin or rather what she was guilty of.
The alpha had spat so many words of hate to her, he had almost killed her when his hand wrapped around her neck. She remembered it as though it was just yesterday...the look that had been in his eyes, the deadly words that had came out of his mouth...
'A child without a wolf is basically a child that isn't a wolf...a human; weak and fragile came from the womb of a creature stronger than hundreds of its kind. Death is your penalty and you shall pay it...'
His hand had started to squeeze her throat tighter, the bloodlust in his eyes so prominent that it still gave her nightmares.
'I hate the weak...I wholeheartedly despise them... every time an omega is born I feel like vomiting, but the sight of you makes me want to slit my own f*cking throat. The weak will always falter and cower, they can't fight back, thus why the strong is the only ones that ascends. Power is power and my father did not have that, I'm in the position I am because of him...he was weak and you are not better than hi-'
'Alpha! I beg you please...my daughter...I...she did nothing wrong, let her go...'
The words were ones of plea from Kiara's mother and they were what had the Alpha dropping her to the floor and instead turning towards her parents.
Kiara wished he had taken her life instead of theirs, but they had been the one to beg, they gave up their lives for hers and it was all for nothing...for look how pitiful she was now...
She had been locked up for more than 8 years...she lived no life and had yet to secure herself a mate. The stories her parents told her still lived in her mind, the belongingness she'd feel when she found him, the euphoria...
But sadly, she'd never get to feel any of that, not if she'd be locked away in the dungeon all her life, eating the scraps that the pack didn't want and moreover, nobody would want her if she didn't have a wolf.
She'd live a lonely life until she died and she dreaded that with all her heart. She wished she hadn't been so weak, she wished the goddess had blessed her with a wolf, she wished for a mate, she wished...because that was all she could do...
Clenching her fists, she closed her eyes as tears blurred her visions. She wanted the life she never got to have, she wanted back all the years he stole from her, she wante-
A sudden scream left Kiara's lips when the bone in her hand twisted, the sound and the pain, it was enough to have her looking down at it in fright...in dread...
'It shall all be granted...' The voice was one that had no face, she was sure it was a voice in her head and yet it sounded so real, so l-
The other hand did the same, then her legs and her whole body...Kiara's screams were as horrendous as the pain; loud, echoed sounds that could probably reach the top of the stair...
Fur tainted the skin of her hands first; white fur...the fur of a wolf! And then the rest of her body was covered too, she wasn't standing on one feet anymore, she was now standing on four...
She was a...she was a wolf...a wolf!
Her eyes scanned her body, utterly surprised, utterly amazed...was the moon goddess finally answering her wishes?
Would she get to have a normal life, would the Alpha finally set her free?
He most likely wouldn't, her wolf didn't seem big, it didn't seem strong...he hated the weak and therefore, he still hated her...
With a whimper of disappointment, she crouched down, the fur on her skin retracting and the pain of her bones cracking repeating as she apparently changed back into her most pitiful form...
Naked on the cold floor she now laid, her clothes that had shredded laying in pieces beside her...it seems having a wolf will not be able to save her after all. She'd still be pitiful, she'd still be in captivation...
The tears that she cried every single night greeted her eyes again. Yet again she failed, yet again s-
Kiara stiffened when the silence that had been reigning was disturbed by the sound of the door upstairs banging against the walls. She sat up from the floor, her nostrils stuffed with the familiar yet unfamiliar scent that approached...fresh coconut and the slightest dash of rusted metal...
It was so strong that it instilled fear within her and yet her heart palpitated with anticipation. Every footstep that greeted her ears had her fear increasing, but there was this excitement in the pit of her stomach, this compulsion that she was under because of the scent.
She wanted whoever this person was to come, but she also feared their approach... With legs that were now shaking, she crept over to the bars of the dungeon, trying to see.
The footsteps got louder and soon, combat boots came into her eye sight... Her balls of vision drifted up to stare into the face of the stranger and her heart almost stopped...
She might've forgotten the scent, but this face...the scar under his eye was enough to have her wholly recognizing him.
He was the alpha, the one who had murdered her parents in front of her with nothing but brutality...
His eyes weren't a dark obsidian as they were that day, instead they were a bright red and he stared down at her with something other than bloodlust in those eyes. "Mate..."
Kiara shuffled back, her heart stuttering as though the beats were broken words, and in her head...a little voice whispered the very same word he said... 'Mate...'
She was confused, she wasn't sure what was happening, or what she was feeling...she was just...just lost...
With strong arms, he reached for the bars of her cell, spreading them apart without much effort. "Mine! My mate..."
He stepped inside and Kiara shuffled back until her back was against the dusty old walls. "I...you...what...?"
He stooped in front of her, reaching for her cheek which he held gently despite the callousness of his palm. "Finally...mine."
"I...why...?"
Kiara went silent when his hand slipped down to her neck, tilting her head to the side. Was he going to finish what he started that day?
Would he kill her now?
Just like he had tried to do when she was a child?
"Are...you...will you kill me?"
His eyes pierced into hers. "Never, my fated one...I will only mark you as mine now and forever."
Teeth as sharp as knives came forth and into her neck he shoved them...instilling pleasure that had been unknown to Kiara all her life.
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A/N// And bang! Your girl Gaydar is here again...another emotional rollercoaster...you'll hate me more than you love me...but that's okay, I don't mind(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ
Anyways, let me know what you think about the first chapter...
This book has been in my draft for about a year now, I jotted down the plot, made an outline, but I never had the will to write it...I found it a week ago though and I was like 'Damn! This can make me some money!'🤣🤣🤣🤣
I'm kidding, don't listen to me y'all!
"I'm sorry Quinn, but I; Jeovanni Lum rejects you; Quinn Felon as my mate. You're no longer Luna of this pack, nor are you my fated mate. Accept my rejection." His words awakened the pain within Quinn, and she fell to her knees, crying out when it became too much to bear...she didn't want to, but if she didn't accept his rejection, she'd die. "I...I Quinn Felon a-accepts your rejection...I am no longer Luna, nor am I your fated mate."It was hard to say the words because these words were never ones she thought she'd ever have to say... ~ Quinn Felon was at the very pique of happiness when her life started to crumble apart. Her mate whom she had spent three long and blissful years with suddenly didn't seem to love her anymore. He became distant and cold, and soon Quinn found the reason behind his change...it was because he was courting her sister...her sweet and innocent omega sister; Delilah. She had predicted that he'd choose Delilah, but what she hadn't foretold was being rejected and banished in front of the whole pack in the middle of her mate's and her sister's mating ceremony.
After being kidnapped by and forced to marry the alpha who raided and massacred her whole pack, Denae Lark’s life took a turn into a direction she didn’t want to go. She was raped and abused, degraded and violated, but what made her situation all the more worse was the very fact that she was mated to her captor’s son; Zaid. In a pack ruled by an alpha who treated his wives like chattels; mere possessions, she was to only stay true to him, but she found herself risking her life to meet up with his son. The temptation was like fire burning away at Denae’s skin and she easily gave in, falling in love with the boy unconditionally… However, that unconditional love was not reciprocated, the only thing she received in return was betrayal and a death sentence. Caught between love and her life, Denae makes the choice to runaway and when she came back a month later, she was a different person; cold and astute even as she used her sword to kill her husband and her tongue to reject his son.
WARNING— 18+ Slowly stroking her again he leaned down placing a kiss on her forehead. "Just calm down Kitten. No more crying." He extended a hand using it to wipe the tears that laid on her cheeks. Seeing them there didn't set right with him, she was suppose to be writhing in pleasure not crying in pain. "Do you not trust me?" Celeste nodded holding onto him for dear life. "I do." "Then spread your legs wider Kitten." -_-_- _-_-_ Celeste always thought her life would change for the better, the future she had foreseen was one like no other; a mate that would love away her pain, a mate that would see only her, breathe only her. However, when she found herself mated to Zillon Macre; her life long crush as well as the future alpha of her pack, her dream remained just that; a dream. Her life did not change in the way she wanted it to, instead of better, it changed for the worst. Her insignificance didn't dissipate it augmented and somehow it left her being unwanted. By her pack members... Her family... And lastly by her mate who only craved for her twin sister.
Like paper thrown in fire, Lexie Dillon's old life quickly burnt, leaving behind nothing but memorable ash. After refusing a marriage proposal, she was kidnapped and brutally thrown in the hands of Zheme Algae, a naive CEO who took interest in her after seeing her just once... From there on, her life started down a new path, one she never dreamt of taking and one she never thought she'd gain happiness from. — Zheme Algae's life had always been the same. He hid under his fathers rules and restrictions and aspired to follow his father's twisted path. So when his father outlined these steps, he had no other choice but to take them. Step 1 •Seek and find her. Step 2 •Beat her until she submits. Step 3 •Take her even without her consent Step 4 •Chain her in that house and forcibly make her your fiancé... Step 5 •Buy two rings, invite a whole lot of guest, take her to a church and get a damn priest... Step 6 •If she so much as whispers no, kill her when the crowd's no more, but make sure to warn her before. . . . A very dark romance, read at your own risk.
Emmanuel Montae never saw this coming, he thought his life would always remain the same. The countless victims... The blood... The bodies... Everything... But unfortunately for him, his life did change and it was all because of her, that damn fool, that talkative piece of trash, Trisha Elriva. She invaded his life by force and now everything was tilting upside down. His contract with the devil was broken, his life many times almost stolen and now he was on the run... On the run from a man who always seem be a step ahead of him, a man called Lucifer Morningstar.
For two years, Ashton had poured his heart into his marriage, yet Emalee's heart remained cold. Despite his dedication, Emalee presented him with divorce papers. She bluntly stated she could not remain married to a man whose net worth was less than a million dollars. Ashton signed the papers, closing one chapter of his life and stepping into a new beginning. Then, Ashton revealed his secret identities: a music mogul, a medical expert, and a martial arts master—each persona impressive enough to stun the world. As Ashton’s true capabilities came to light, Emalee was overwhelmed with deep regret.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
For three years, Jessica endured a loveless marriage while her husband pretended to be impotent. His lies unraveled when a pregnant mistress surfaced. After six months of secretly collecting proof, Jessica threw him out and built her own billion-dollar empire. After the divorce, she transformed into an irresistible figure, attracting admirers. As she left her office one day, she met Kevan, her ex-husband's brother. He stepped in, confronting her. "Was I just a tool to you?" Jessica's lips curled into a calm smile. "How much compensation do you want?" Kevan's voice softened. "All I want is you."
Jennifer Bennett, the rightful heiress to the Bennett legacy, fought hard for her family's recognition, only to be eclipsed by an impostor. Faced with false accusations, bullying, and public humiliation, Jennifer eventually gave up trying to win their approval. Vowing to rise above the injustice, she became the bane of those who wronged her. The Bennett family's efforts to break her only fueled her success, leading her to heights her rivals could only dream of. Someone asked, "Do you feel let down by your parents?" With a calm smile, Jennifer said, "It doesn't matter. In the end, power prevails."
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."