When I woke up with a hangover, I found a handsome and naked stranger sleeping beside me. --- I'm Tanya, a surrogate's daughter, an omega with no wolf and no scent. On my 18th birthday, when I planned to give my virginity to my boyfriend, I found him sleeping with my sister. I went to the bar to get drunk, and accidentally had a one-night stand with the handsome stranger. I thought he was just an ordinary werewolf, but they said he was Marco, the alpha prince and the most powerful Lycan in our kingdom. 'You slut, you're pregnant! Fortunately, Rick is kind enough to let you be his mistress and save you from shame.' my stepmother said, tossing a pregnancy strip on the table. Rick was an old pervert. No she-wolf could keep up with his sexual demand. No she-wolf could survive with him more than 1 year. When I was in despair, Marco came to my rescue. He got down on one knee, took out a ring and said he would marry me. --- I thought Marco married me because he loved me, but later I found that was not the truth...
Tanya's POV
Well, I never thought I'd end up like this.
Awake, naked, on a soft woollen bed that isn't mine, and wrapped in the arms of a terribly handsome stranger that I absolutely do not recognize. As if that isn't bad enough, I have no memory of what happened the previous night.
I shut my eyes for a few seconds, hoping, praying, that I'm dreaming. But I open them again, only to be faced with a pair of icy blue eyes, and I scream.
I have no idea who the man is or how I got to the room. All I know is that the previous day was my eighteenth birthday. And just like everything else in my life, it was a total nightmare.
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One day earlier
"Fuck me, Brandon! Yeah, baby, that's it!"
I was standing in the doorway of my boyfriend's room. We'd been dating for years, and yet... I was not the woman in the bed that he was pounding senselessly. The horror encompassing me at this moment contrasted starkly with how I felt this morning.
I woke with an elated buzz in my system. Even if no one cared but me, I deserved to enjoy the day. After all, turning eighteen was a major milestone.
To my surprise, my boss at the perfume shop let me leave work early as a birthday present. And with a heart soaring with excitement, I made my way to my boyfriend Brandon's house.
Brandon was the only person in my life who had shown me love and care despite what others thought of me. I trusted him, and in a matter of seconds, that illusion disastrously shattered into a million pieces.
Nothing could blind my eyes to the awful visual I was exposed to. They were both stark naked and had their backs to me. The girl was on all fours, hands clutching the bedsheet, whilst Brandon was situated behind her, panting like a hungry dog as he thrusted into her.
"You like that? Tell me you like that." he said in a voice that was ravenous.
"Yes baby. Fuck yes. Harder baby! Faster!" the girl's plead only edged Brandon to ramp up the speed, griping her at the waist to smash himself against her with a frenzied quickness. "God-you. You feel- so damn good!" she said erratically, trying to speak as her body jerked in motion to Brandon's pounding.
And then, as if he wasn't close enough, he threw himself forward. His large hand found the back of her head, smushing her face into the pillow whilst he humped her wildly.
"Fuck I'm close!" with each second his manly grunts grew into wolfish growls as his body got ready to explode in release. Whilst beneath him the girl's feminine moans morphed into screams of pleasure, loud and high pitched, even when muffled by the pillow she's shoved into. Together they hit peak and made the bed rock like a boat swaying to rough seas.
I didn't know what snapped me out of my frozen state of shock, but just as they slumped down, I found the courage to scream. "How could you Brandon!"
He looked startled as his sweaty face whipped round to face me. But I didn't dare wait for his response. I fled, rushing out of the house, only barely catching a glimpse of the girl in his arms, and too heartbroken to care her face.
I should've seen this coming... I should realize by now that my life was destined to be one of misery.
I, Tanya, am a complete disappointment.
My father, Richard, is an Alpha of the Blackhide Pack, a small but very powerful pack. And like most Alphas, he desired a son that would take up his legacy. Unfortunately for me, Richard's wife could only give him a daughter. And so, it was Richard's quest for a son that made him turn to surrogacy. The surrogate turned out to be my mother, an ordinary omega wolf in the pack.
And so, my father was infuriated when I was born as a girl. He vowed never to have anything to do with me. Course when mom passed away soon after, he had no choice but to take me in. Richard hated me since I was a girl. And it didn't help that I turned out to be an Omega wolf.
Worst of all, at the age of thirteen, most werewolves manifested their "wolf", allowing them to shift forms. I was eighteen and my wolf was yet to appear. I had no wolfish powers; no strength, or durability. I didn't even have a body scent like other wolves.
In fact, I was weaker than a human. Richard hated weakness, so he hated me.
Richard's wife also despised me. She hated my mother for sharing her husband with her and that hatred was transferred to me. I was treated with disdain and lived no better than a slave in my father's house. I probably would have committed suicide a long time ago if Alina, my step-sister who was older than me by two years, was spiteful to me like her parents were.
Everything in my life was an absolute nightmare, everything except, Brandon.
Brandon was one of the most powerful wolves in Richard's pack. He was smart, intelligent, and very handsome. Most people had hinted him to be the next Alpha after Richard. He had the attention of the prettiest girls in the whole pack, yet, somehow, he had his eyes on me.
Brandon was the light in my darkness and he deserved my virginity, so I wanted to give myself fully to Brandon on my 18th birthday. However, now that belief had been destroyed and scorched by reality. In the end, I truly was an abomination that could never be loved.
I didn't make it back home before I crashed down in a dark alley, crying my eyes out. It felt as though my whole world was crashing down.
Alina found me soon after. I didn't know how she found me, or how she was aware that I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, but I didn't care. I needed someone to comfort me and she was there. I gently narrated what happened to Brandon amidst tears and sobs while she calmly listened and comforted me.
A car, shining its headlight, sped by us, illuminating the dark alley for a split second before it joined the highway. In that split second, I saw that Alina's watch was identical to the watch that was on the wrist of the girl that Brandon was having sex with.
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"That stupid girl even has a watch identical to yours?" I wailed as the pain and hurt of my boyfriend's betrayal made a dent in my heart.
"She did?" Alina replied and immediately took off the watch. "There are probably lots of watches identical to this," she stuttered while staring down at her watch.
Alina seemed flustered as she stared at the watch and I thought I caught a glimpse of fear and panic in her eyes. But it was only for a moment and she quickly regained her usual cheerful demeanor. I knew my stepsister would not betray me so I did not dwell on the thought. She was probably perplexed that her wristwatch was caught in a such bad situation.
"You know what? I'll just throw this away," she chuckled and tossed the wristwatch into a far distance. "We don't need any bad memory to ruin our night."
"Our night?" I asked confused.
"Come on," she laughed. "You don't think your big sister's going to allow your eighteenth birthday to end on such a sour note? Come on," she dragged me along as she walked away. "Let's get you dress, time to get drunk!"
"I want a divorce." The day before her third wedding anniversary, Fiona sees her husband walking to the obstetrics wing with his arm around his ex-girlfriend, Rowena. Rowena is pregnant. Something Fiona thinks she can never be. Betrayed by the man she has come to love, Fiona decides to leave. However, leaving the Lycan Prince of the Alastair Kingdom, the most powerful Alpha in existence is easier said than done. With his devilish smirk, icy blue eyes and actions that break all of Fiona’s walls - Micah Lancaster is a man who doesn’t easily let you walk away. Still, having her heart crushed, Fiona packs up her life and decides to vanish. Only to find out that her husband has spent the last three years searching for her like a mad man. Until one day, when he sees her walking down the street holding a little girl. --- “Is she my daughter?” Micah hisses as he pins her against the wall. His eyes trace her beautiful features with equal parts anger and desire. This time he won’t let her go. This time she won’t let him stay.
I’m Ellie, an orphan. I fall in love with my daddy’s friend, Austin. He’s the Alpha King. He’s my adoptive father. And he’s twice my age. --- Ellie accidentally has a one-night stand with a stranger the day her adoptive father returns from war. Wow, this stranger is so hot and good in bed! He’s much better than her scary guardian, only the room is too dark to see his face. --- When bloodthirsty, ruthless Alpha Austin learns his little Ellie had a one-night stand with a man, he is furious. "Who is that guy?" "You have no right to know who he is!" "If I find out who that stupid male dog is, I'll make him regret doing this to you!" "He isn't a stupid male dog. He’s the best man I've ever met. He's sexy, he's strong and he makes me happy!" Until one day, Austin finds that stupid male dog is him…
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.
For seven years, Jillian pursued Bryan with unyielding passion, but he remained distant, his emotions tightly sealed. Disheartened, she left for overseas after graduating from college. Three years later, Jillian, now a successful attorney, sat provocatively on the lap of Bryan's competitor. She flashed Bryan a playful smile and taunted, "What's wrong, Bryan? Are you impotent?" Bryan's restraint shattered in an instant. In a swift motion, he scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed. The next morning, as Bryan woke up, Jillian flashed a mischievous smile. "Let's keep things casual, okay?"
Catherine swallowed with her eyes closed and her lips slightly open, a moan escaped her lips when Lucas slid two fingers under her panties, "Lucas..." She moaned, lost in the sinful desire as her ex-boyfriend's dad moved his fingers against her rosy flesh... *************** Catherine, a young mother of two who came to the city with the hope of finding her twin's father only to be denied and deserted by him, found herself entangled in a forbidden web of craving. As the flame of passion ignites between her and the CEO, Lucas Leonard—her ex-boyfriend's father—their affair takes them on a journey of temptation and sinful desires.Struggling with society's judgment and their own inner desire, Catherine and Lucas must steer the treacherous judgemental waters of the society and either fight for their love or let it crumble especially when her ex-lover came back to claim her and the twins. Will their love withstand the dishonorable whispers, or will it crumble under the weight of societal expectations and her ex-lover's conspiracies to win her back?
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.
"You're the moon wolf, Lola. You're the wolf with the power of the Moon goddess", Serena said and collective gasps were heard in the room. After being rejected by her mate in Moonlit pack, Lola escaped on a full moon only to enter the territory of the next Alpha King who also happened to be her second chance mate. Adrian is the next Alpha King but he hasn't been able to assume his role because he needed a Luna by his side. A rogue that trespassed on his territory, whom he ordered be killed turned out to be his mate leaving him in a dilemma. Will Adrian reject Lola because she came into his territory as a rogue? Will he overcome what happened to him in the past and give Lola a chance or reject her and go ahead with Fay as his chosen Luna? What will happen when everyone finds out just how much power Lola wields and how she's supposed to protect her kind in an oncoming war? Find out in Lola - The Moon Wolf!
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?