Philip Harrington vs. Troy Travis Stanton Troy Stanton has felt alone all his life although he lives in a large community of powerful warlocks. He has always known that he doesn't belong but he has nothing against the people he lives with. As far as he is concerned, they are his family. When a pack of wolves invade his homestead and kill everyone he knows, Troy flees for his life. But he never forgets the face of the sinfully sexy human leader of the wolves. And when by a cruel twist of fate they meet again, Troy makes it his mission to make his life a living hell... The alpha must pay! Philip Harrington is the alpha of Stanwood Pack, one of the largest and most powerful packs in the world. He gets the shock of his life when he realizes that not only has Luna decided to give him a gorgeous young male as a mate, but it was very likely that he would never see his mate again after that first glimpse. By a twist of fate, however, they meet again. But Philip is faced with the greatest challenge of his life when he gets to know that not only is his mate as stubborn as a mule, he also hates him with a passion... Although very reasonable and gentle by nature, the alpha just can't deal! When these two are hit with a roller-coaster of emotions, both in and out of the bedroom, they both realize that denying their hearts is no walk in the park. Not even the knowledge of powerful evil forces lurking in the shadows could repress their sweet and sensuous awakening.
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Weeks Earlier...
In the midst of a fierce battle, two pairs of eyes...one so grey and the other so blue, meet and hold. For one, it is clear...the blue-eyed kid is his mate. But he's so young, he can't help but think even as everything within him...most especially, his practically salivating wolf urges him to go to his mate and claim him as his, right there in the midst of the battle raging around them. He fights the urge and holds back because he knows that it isn't the right time. Lives were at stake. Being there for his pack was his ultimate priority. He decides to concentrate on the battle at hand, and hope that he finds his mate after all was calm...
Blue eyes, on the other hand, isn't that knowledgeable. He doesn't understand why the heated gaze from the handsome grey-eyed man was causing his heart to flutter within his chest, and his body to shiver so deliciously. The man was the enemy. After all, he was the one giving orders to his murderous, bloodthirsty wolves, to massacre his family. So why did he feel a sudden urge to go to him of all people? Too bad he couldn't stay around to find out. To save his own life, he has to flee from the man and the chaos that surrounded them.
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Present Day...
"Oh, shit..." The dark-haired boy of about twenty looked pale with fear as he turned to the gorgeous blonde male standing behind him. "Troy, do something." He squealed as his eyes moved almost frantically to the entrance of the bank. "The police will be here soon."
"Patience, Paul," Troy muttered as he opened beautiful blue eyes and fists which had in them some dried leaves. "Patience." He whispered, his eyes fixed on the street in front of the bank.
"But the sirens are getting closer...oh fuck, here they come." Paul gasped as about four police cars appeared on the street. "Troy, it's too late." His fear-filled eyes moved back to Troy who was calmly blowing the dried leaves out of his palm. "They will be caught. Then they will blame us for..." Paul trailed off when the sounds of sirens suddenly stopped. He turned to look at where the police cars had been mere moments earlier and saw nothing. "Oh, my god you did it." Paul breathed with relief as he wiped his sweaty forehead with the sleeve of his shirt. "That was close." He panted as he watched Troy get to his feet. "Those guys would have killed us."
"What is taking them so long?" Troy grumbled as he stared at the entrance of the bank.
"Come on, come on, come on..." Paul chanted beside him. "Yes!" He fist-pumped when four masked men rushed out of the bank with sacks of cash and jumped into the waiting BMW which immediately took off. "Wow! Did you see that?"
"No wonder they took so long." Troy scowled. "Come on, Paul." The two young men started for the bus stop. "They said they were only going to take something small. Did you see all those sacks?" He was clearly miffed. "That wasn't necessary."
"We will just take our share and go our way," Paul said as they got onto a bus that would take them to the hideout of the leader of the gang. "Those guys are dangerous. Please don't challenge them to their face when we get there. They can hurt you."
"Well, I can hurt them too if I put my mind to it," Troy muttered.
"But you won't," Paul said firmly. "You said yourself that doing dark spells is bad for the soul. I'd rather that soul of yours remain pure." He said softly. "Maybe you could turn them into babies or something?" He grinned.
"I don't think I can pull something like that off." Troy chuckled. "Turning bad men into babies was not one of the spells I was taught."
"Well, too bad." Paul sighed. "I don't think they will ever let you go though. They need your skills."
"We'll see about that," Troy muttered as he turned to stare out of the window with a dejected expression on his face.
Troy couldn't believe he'd been reduced to helping criminals, steal. He blamed those wicked, rabid wolves who had destroyed his home weeks earlier. It had been almost a month since those animals had killed all the people in his home and caused him to flee for his life. But for the timely intervention of their handsome but equally wicked leader, those wolves would have killed him too. Troy still saw those beautiful grey eyes in his sleep every day. Strangely, even in sleep, those eyes brought him some peace. But in as much as he liked seeing the face of the man who had saved his life in his dreams, he couldn't help but hate him and his wolves for what they'd done to his clan. If he ever came face to face with that soulless monster again, he was going to burn him alive if it was the last thing he did, Troy vowed silently. He still couldn't believe that everyone he knew was gone. He was pretty sure that some had escaped just as he had been able to. But so far, he didn't know of any other survivors besides himself. He needed them...any member of his clan, Troy thought worriedly.
It was almost that time of the month. He needed a warlock to cast a spell to stop his monthly ailment. He could already feel the beginnings of the restlessness within and it scared him. At a particular time in every month, he felt restless and had some really terrible bodily pains. Mary, a very powerful warlock and wife of the Jackal, who had been his guardian, had always healed him by casting a spell. Troy feared that in the absence of the healing spell, the ailment was going to get very bad. And that was one of the reasons he'd thought he needed that money from the bank robbery that he and his friend Paul had just helped pull off. In the absence of a spell, he could use some of the money to see a real doctor.
Troy had never stepped foot outside the fortress that he'd called home since he could remember before it was destroyed. He'd been, therefore, so confused and overwhelmed when he found himself in the boisterous outside world. He'd gone without food for the first two days, then he began to beg for food on the streets. After being advised by an elderly homeless man to find a job since he was young and energetic enough to earn himself some money, Troy had started doing odd jobs for money. It had been during one of such jobs that he'd befriended Paul, a lively friendly cute twenty-five-year-old who looked younger than his age. The two boys had bonded with each other and become fast friends. Troy loved two things about Paul. One was the fact that Paul saw every misfortune as a blessing in disguise...which actually gave Troy some hope. Secondly, he loved how Paul could make him laugh even when he was worried.
Troy, who had no idea he was supposed to keep his magic-filled life a secret, had told Paul all about his background. Paul had initially thought that Troy was narrating a movie he'd watched or a book he'd read. He'd laughed and applauded Troy's brilliant narrative. When Troy insisted that he was serious, Paul had demanded to see a demonstration. Troy had obliged. Paul's eyes had almost popped out of their sockets in shock when Troy conjured a cat out of thin air after reciting some words for about three minutes. Troy couldn't help the smile that appeared on his face as he recalled the gobsmacked look on his friend's face on that day, weeks earlier...
"Oh, fuck this is...how did you...whose cat is that?" Paul looked shocked, excited, and completely freaked out.
"It's a stray." Troy laughed as he reached out to touch the cat. "It's our cat now." He said as he gently stroked the purring cat.
"Dude, we can barely feed ourselves." Paul laughed breathlessly. "You expect us to feed a cat? Whilst living in an abandoned structure? Come on!" He crouched beside Troy and began to pet the cat too. "It's beautiful." He whispered. "What should we call it?"
"Thought you said we couldn't keep it." Troy laughed softly. "How about...Jer?"
"Why that name?" Paul asked curiously, looking at Troy.
"I don't know." Troy shrugged. "That name has always been in my head. I like it."
"Maybe you were called Jer in your previous life as a...vampire." Paul laughed, making Troy laugh too.
Knowing what Troy was capable of had made Paul place him on a certain pedestal. Although at twenty-one Troy was four years younger than Paul, Troy acted as though he was older by always looking out for Paul. It wasn't easy getting by but the two young men were okay because they had each other.
All was well until Paul was accosted by a gang of five as he was going to get them some food, one fine afternoon.
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"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?"
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Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
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."
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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.