A mate? No way. I already have a husband! *** Being a lone wolf, Zezi decided to chose a mate for herself. She ended up with the Beta of her pack and they had a daughter. They were living happily until an Empire of Vampires who were believed to have been wiped out resurfaced and started attacking the werewolves massively. Her Alpha, the King of all werewolves in Teeland, decided to fight them back but soon realized that the vampires couldn't be defeated. Left with no other choice, he decided to sign their King's Submission Deal. Everything was going according to plan until, Zezi found herself sharing a reckless gaze with the Vampire King - The very King of Darkness.
"We finally found one!"
"Shhhh." Zezi said as she laid down her six-year-old daughter on the bed. Mira was a beautiful chubby girl with brown curly hair. She stirred lightly in her sleep before smiling peacefully once again. A smile that wiped away the frown that had crossed her face when her father barged into the room.
Zezi smiled then too, before she turned to her husband who still stood at the door. He was quite muscular and his grey uniform fitted a little tightly against his skin as usual. He looked tired, his brown eyes that were usually filled with optimism now had frustration swindling in them.
He walked across the room and hugged her, relaxing into her arms.
"We finally found a body."
"We did?" She pulled away so that she could see his face.
That was great news!
For quite a while now, werewolves had been mysteriously disappearing from different packs in Teeland. When the packs' alphas discovered that it was getting out of hand, they came to their King, Alpha Gery who was the King of all werewolves in Teeland. He had responded by sending his warriors off to these different packs to find out the unknown enemy and kill them. But things hadn't gone as planned because soon the enemy attacked the Capital and so far, they were losing.
The enemy never left a body of their warriors behind but the werewolves knew that those that disappeared were dead. Their mates in the pack had either turned insane or depressed from lost. There were even occasions when the mates had died.
If they at least were able to find a body, then it meant that they could at least know what was killing them.
"You don't look happy. What is it? You know this is great news, right?"
"It is not, my Love. I don't know which is worse. Knowing or not knowing." He sighed, stepped back a little before pacing worriedly in front of her.
She took in a deep breath, ready for whatever it was.
"Tell me."
"Vampires, those bloody blood suckers!"
She gasped silently, her body stilled with shock before her voice came out in a defeated whisper.
"That is impossible." She muttered to herself, allowing her brain to process everything before she finally snapped.
"But they are gone! They got wiped out! There is no way they are the one. Something must be wrong, check the body again!"
He came to her immediately, held her hands so she could calm down. Then he spoke to her softly, watching her eyes flash with different shades of worry.
"I know, I know. That was what everyone thought too but I swear they are the one. The blood drained body, the marks, everything. It's them, my love."
"That is not possible." She shook her head slowly, her voice a little shaky.
"They will kill us, they will kill everyone. Don't you remember what they did to us?"
His jaw clenched and he wrapped his hands tightly around her, she was the one to find peace in his arms this time around.
"I will never let anything happen to you or Mira. I'd rather die than let anything happen to you."
"I'd rather too." She nodded and immediately put a control over her emotions, just like she had done for many years. It had been a long time since she cracked like that.
"What did the Alpha say?"
George let her go then. He walked to the window, glanced quickly at the star-filled sky then at the room, while he avoided her gaze.
"What are you not telling me?"
"Nothing." He shrugged dismissively.
That didn't convince her one bit. She had known George for years and she knew that he could be a good liar to everyone else but when it came to her, he was terrible at it. She didn't waste her time to try and listen to his heartbeat to confirm it, it would be of no use anyway. He was a Beta, a highly trained and powerful one. He knew how to control those things.
"Just tell me." She sighed, feeling exhausted already.
He clenched his fists before he started talking, "He wants to send you to the First Borderline. Since we know what we are up against, he wants..."
"Me as a war general to be there." She completed his statement.
The First Borderline had the worse hits, werewolves disappeared there every minute. It was like the war front.
"He gave you my pass?"
He sighed again, pushed his hair backwards and nodded. The room was not so bright but she could see his face. When last did he get a good sleep? When last did any of them?
He suddenly heard a bag being unzipped and his eyes flew opened. There Zezi was, her slightly curvy self, packing clothes into a bag.
"What are you doing?"
"My duty."
Before she could say any further, he was right by her side.
"You can't leave," he said tightly.
"I am the Zeta of this pack. It is my duty, let me do it."
His eyes widened with fear.
"You will die!"
She looked at him calmly, she knew he was right.
"Then let me."
His nose flared in anger, he clenched his fists yet again. At this point, it was starting to feel like blood wasn't passing through his veins at how tightly he clenched them.
"It wasn't an order, it was a favour. He knows we have a child that needs your care, he is only asking."
"There is no difference."
She didn't stop packing, she couldn't make herself look up at him nor her sleeping daughter. It would hurt too much.
"There is!" His voice raised from the hushed tone that they spoke in. Zezi's eyes flew to their daughter but she was still sleeping soundly. She let out a breath of relief before turning to her husband.
"The men we send out there have families too. If everyone had stayed back just because of the fear of dying then we would have been dead. Those people at all the Borderlines are out there giving their lives for us."
"And it is all the Alpha's fault! He should be the one to face the consequences. Sending off warriors to attack the enemy when we didn't even know what it was. It doesn't make sense."
Zezi furrowed her eyebrows. "You aren't making sense right now."
"Alpha Gery isn't sending the warriors to protect the borders. He is sending them out there to fight, tossing them into some forest. I have advised him countless times to cease our attacks but he won't listen to me and now he wants to send you off?! He knows you will be so determined to perform your duty. This is manipulation!"
A shock wave ran across Zezi's veins. That wasn't what the Alpha told the pack.
"If we were just at the borderline, we wouldn't be taking so much hits, we wouldn't be losing so many lives."
"That doesn't change anything." Zezi turned back to her bag and resumed packing. "He definitely thought it was best that we go and meet the enemy instead of wait."
"And how well has that turned out?"
"Geo..."
"My love." He held her hands, his eyes locked with hers, his voice gentle, his resolve breaking. "Please, don't go. Stay for me, for Mira."
"George, I..."
"Mummy?" A little panicked voice interrupted their conversation.
They both turned towards their daughter but they weren't ready for what they saw.
There Mira was, shaking and crying.
"Baby...? What happened?" They both ran to her, sitting at either sides of her, while her small hands held theirs tightly.
"I had a dream." Tears rushed down her face.
"What is it? Don't worry, we are here. No one can hurt you." Zezi hugged her protectively while George hugged them both.
They spoke softly to her till she calmed down. When it was over, they sat by either sides of her again.
"What was the dream about?"
"Mummy, are you going somewhere?"
Zezi could immediately feel George's burning gaze on her. She refused to look at him and kept her eyes focused on their daughter instead.
"Why did you ask, Sweety?"
"I dreamt that you left and never came back."
The air in the room became tensed. She looked up then and just as she had thought, George was looking back at her. His chest raising and falling in a sort of fear while her eyes filled with shock. They shared an intense gaze for a while, she couldn't tell what exactly George was feeling. His eyes were filled with so many emotions.
"Are you going somewhere?" Mira's voice raised with panic and they both looked back quickly at their daughter. Mira was staring at the unpacked bag still opened loosely on the sofa.
"Are you leaving me? Are you leaving Daddy? Mommy, are you going somewhere?"
"Mira." George tried to calm her down but she bursted into tears.
"Daddy, tell mummy not to go." She ran to her father and wrapped her little hands around his neck, still weeping.
"It's okay, it's okay. Mummy is not going anywhere, I promise, she is not."
He patted her slowly, his eyes on his wife.
"She is going to leave me." Mira continued to cry.
"I said she is not." He smiled lightly to her, trying really hard to convince her. "Come on, my Love, tell her yourself."
The attention was back on her and her lips parted lightly, her mind fighting an internal battle. She could hear her daughter whimpering again.
"My love?"
She smiled reassuringly and hugged Mira. "I'm not going anywhere."
"You promise?"
She looked at her husband. She knew there was more than one person that wanted her answer and whatever she said now would be it.
"I promise."
He sighed in relief, nodded then left the room.
Her daughter stopped crying and soon fell asleep. After that, Zezi joined him in the living room. He handed her a glass of water then he flopped down to the chair.
"Thank you for staying."
"Anything for the family."
He stood up and hugged her, sniffing in her heavily scent. It did things to him...many things.
"I'm sorry if I sounded selfish a while ago, I just don't want to lose you."
"I understand." She hugged him tighter. "I really do."
"There has to be a way to stop this, a way that nobody else has to die and I promise that I am going to find out."
"You better do, because one more death and I disappear."
"You wouldn't!" He pulled her out of his embrace to watch her face, his horrified. "You promised!"
"You selfish man." She pressed her hands against his chest, feeling the rough uniform against her palms. A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes.
Oh, how she had missed that.
"Selfish isn't the word," he said against her neck and she closed her eyes briefly from pleasure.
"It...isn't?" Her voice came out in a hushed whisper. His lips were softly grazing his mark on her neck and it sent sparks down her veins.
"No." He held her face between his hands and watched her eyes flutter open. He leaned in a little then smiled.
"The word is protective."
Being a lone wolf, Zezi decided to chose a mate for herself. She ended up with the Beta of her pack and they had a daughter. They were living happily until an Empire of Vampires who were believed to have been wiped out resurfaced and started attacking the werewolves massively. Her Alpha, the King of all werewolves in Teeland, decided to fight them back but soon realized that the vampires couldn't be defeated. Left with no other choice, he decided to sign their King's Submission Deal. Everything was going according to plan until, Zezi found herself sharing a reckless gaze with the Vampire King - The very King of Darkness.
"Truly, I am dangerous but it is nothing for you to fear." He said, tossing away the head of the vampire he had just yanked out and was still dripping with blood, while he moved closer to her. "Why?" She asked, trying her best to sound bold. "Because I am yours." *** Maybe if someone had showed Ivy what the future would hold if she decided to go to a nightclub a night before her arranged wedding, throw the word 'mine' to the first greek god she sees and have a one night stand with that stupidly rich greek god, maybe she would have just accepted her fate, stayed home and gone to her arranged wedding in the morning to pay up her father's debt. But no fortune teller had warned her and so she did all the above. Now here comes the consequences. Some are bad, some are spicy and some are just mysteriously unexpected.
On Diamant's 14th birthday, the strangest thing happened. A witch had almost killed her while warning her to stay away from the past. Diamant and her grandpa were people who lived on a survival skill of running and hiding from an unknown that relentlessly chased after them and threatened their lives. One night, this skill of Run and Hide met its end at the hands of a war brought upon their village by the mighty King of Alusa, the Dragon Lord. Having lost everything in the war, Diamant is driven by rage and grieve to seek revenge against the King. This is no easy task as she will get entangled in lies, conspiracy, betrayal, love, war and magic. In all these, she discovers there are important questions about her life that only the past has answers to. Will she delve into the past to seek these answers which may cost her everything including her life? Or will she face the present, forgo knowing these answers and live the life she is struggling to build for herself? ********************** Note: This novel contains mature content.
What exactly does it mean to be his bride? *** Every year, in each of the seven villages that made up the great Kingdom of Ignas, a Choosing Ritual was conducted. During this Chosing Ritual, one of the ladies in the village would be chosen to be the dreaded Dragon King's Bride. No one knew exactly why the ritual was being performed every year or what happened to the brides that had been chosen in the past. Was he turning them into slaves? Feeding them to his dragon? Or was he... feeding on them? That couldn't be ruled out. After all, there were rumours that the king wasn't like them, that he wasn't human. Yet the question relentlessly troubled the people's heart. What was he using them for?! But they dared not question the King, afraid of what fate daring to go against him would be. Anyways, none of these was Belladonna's business. Although it was her village's turn to produce a bride this year, she was certain she wouldn't get chosen. Why? Well, because she had a plan and she was absolutely certain it wouldn't fail her... or would it?
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
In their three years of marriage, Chelsea had been a dutiful wife to Edmund. She used to think that her love and care would someday melt Edmund's cold heart, but she was wrong. Finally, she couldn't take the disappointment any longer and chose to end the marriage. Edmund had always thought that his wife was just boring and dull. So it was shocking when Chelsea suddenly threw divorce papers at his face in front of everyone at the Nelson Group's anniversary party. How humiliating! After that, everyone thought that the formerly-married couple would never see each other again, even Chelsea. Once again, she thought wrong. Sometime later, at an award ceremony, Chelsea went onstage to accept the award for best screenplay. Her ex-husband, Edmund, was the one presenting the award to her. As he handed her the trophy, he suddenly reached for her hand and pleaded humbly in front of the audience, "Chelsea, I'm sorry I didn't cherish you before. Could you please give me another chance?" Chelsea looked at him indifferently. "I'm sorry, Mr. Nelson. My only concern now is my business." Edmund's heart was shattered into a million pieces. "Chelsea, I really can't live without you." But his ex-wife just walked away. Wasn't it better for her to just concentrate on her career? Men would only distract her—especially her ex-husband.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents, she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corps. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafeal's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's Nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!
The happiest day of any woman, is usually her wedding day, right? But it wasn't the case with Pamela Grayson. She sobbed before, during and after the wedding. It is difficult for her to comprehend why her parents would force her into a marriage with a man who is in coma, that doesn't have the slightest probability of ever coming out of it. But what can she do than to accept it? After all her sister had seduced her fiancé and was pregnant with his child. Her dowry was going to be used to sponsor an elaborate wedding for her sister and her supposed fiancé. But the most tragic part of Pamela's story was that the man she got married to was even more ruthless and cruel to her than her family when he came out of coma. He forced her to terminate their surrogate babies, he divorced her and severed every ties with her. But fate brought them to cross paths again. Now a princess, an heiress and the CEO of the largest cooperation in the continent: What does the future hold for the both of them and their quadruplets which Louis Hayden thought had been flushed away? A story of destined fate, Twist and mystery...
A ruthless alpha. A gifted omega. A burning passion. For taking her mother’s life during childbirth, Sihana is condemned to be hated all her life. Desperate to be loved, she works hard to please her pack and prove her worth but her pack only uses her as a servant. After years of working as a pseudo-slave to people who hate her, Sia decides to leave her pack. The bitter experience of being mated to her bully who promptly rejects her puts her off mating but the goddess gives her a second chance mate in the person of Alpha Cahir Armani. The Alpha of the strongest pack in the world, Cahir Armani has a reputation for being bloodthirsty, cold and cruel. Cahir is ruthless, a man who kills without remorse, laughs without humour and takes without asking. What no one knows is that underneath his bloody armour is a scarred man. Cahir has no place for a mate in his life but the goddess throws Sihana his way. Although he sees no use for a mate, he can’t resist the pull of the mate bond any more than he can resist Sia’s seductive curves. Sihana needs love. Cahir does not know how to love. Kissed by the goddess and gifted healing abilities, she becomes a treasure her ex-mate and his pack refuse to let go of but who can stop a man like Cahir from claiming his mate? Can Cahir learn to love and can Sia heal his wounds? Will a relationship between two broken people work or are they better off without each other?