Artemis was a human, living her life at the fullest. She was unaware of the world that awakens at night. Until one night, she found herself staring in the red glowing eyes of a big black wolf who was ready to tear her apart. Alpha Elijah, the werewolf Alpha who strictly followed the rules he had made. A ruthless and merciless alpha who never once thought about having a woman beside him. Until he set his eyes on a pure beauty that took his breath away. "Say it out loud! I want to hear you say that. Say it, babygirl. That you are mine." Elijah demanded. "I am yours, my Alpha!" Artemis moaned loudly. Two people, totally different from each other. Will they ever be able to accept each other?
ARTEMIS' POV:-
It was late at night. It was past ten o'clock. I had my bag hanging on my shoulders. I was wearing a summer dress. It was a dark night. Even though the moon was shining brightly in the sky. But the thick grey clouds had surrounded the moon. Blocking its pretty silver shining light. That always lights up the whole world when the sun goes down. "That's it, Missy. Just across these thick woods and dark and horrifically terrible cemeteries, is your home. I know it's dark and I am terrified. But it was just another night when dad bailed on me. And I have to go back home alone. Nothing I have never done before. Let's go." After a little prep talk, I took a deep breath and started walking towards the cemeteries.
My name is Artemis Carter. And I lived in Queens. I lived with my dad and his wife. She was not my mom. She can never be. She was a horrible person and I definitely hated her. My biological mother, well, she and my dad divorced when I was five. And my dad got my custody because he was a wealthy man. And after that, he made sure that I would never see my beautiful mother again. It really broke my heart that I would never be able to see my mom again. But as always, I adjusted myself with the time. I still miss her. Especially when my step mom does something to hurt me.
I only remember her face and her voice. From my dreams I remember my real mom. She used to read me bedtime stories. While cuddling with me in bed. Those five years were the best years of my life. I used to have someone's warmth around me. To keep me safe. After that, I never felt safe. And that was the reason why I took taekwondo classes. To learn to defend myself. And to be honest, I never thought that I would be that good. Not even my taekwondo teacher when he saw me first. He even bet with his assistant that I would not last a month. And he lost a hundred bucks for that. Well, it was not my fault that he judged me like that. I was a green belt after two years.
I started walking on the only path I could see in the cemeteries. I was in highschool. I was fifteen years old, well, I would be sixteen in four days. To be honest, I just could not wait anymore to be eighteen. So I could kick my stepmom's ass and get out of that hell hole. And get a life of my own. A life where I could do whatever I wanted. Where I could eat whatever I wanted. And where I could dance whenever I wanted. As my stepmom was a horrible bitch, she never let me do anything as I wanted. Even with my future, she tried to ruin my future as well.
I always wanted to become a fashion designer, like my mom always wanted to be. But my stepmom told my dad that I wanted to join med school to become a veterinarian. She wanted me to become a veterinarian. And my dad, he was just wrapped around my stepmom's fingers. He did not even ask me. He assumed that I wanted what my stepmom had told him. No, he believed his bitchy wife that I wanted to be a veterinarian. I would always be grateful to the principal of my high school. He told my dad about my achievements as a fashion designer. And at last, he was convinced that I never wanted to be a veterinarian. I wanted to be a fashion designer just like my mom.
She was not a fashion designer. She got married very early and my dad never let her follow her dreams. But her dreams were too strong to just set down. Her dreams became my dreams when I was born. I just knew that she will be so proud of me when I become a famous fashion designer. Even though she was not around me anymore. But it felt like she had been protecting me all along. Helping me grow stronger. It felt like she became my guardian angel. Every time I felt like I had no way to go, the very next day I would find another path to solve my problem. Maybe she prays for me more than I can imagine.
I was half way through the cemeteries while thinking about my trashy life. It was just the other half that was left to be crossed. And to be honest, that part was scarier than the first half. Once my dad divorced my mom and got my custody, he sold his big mansion and bought this Villa across the cemeteries. He knew my mom was afraid of wild animals and the dark. He did it to keep me away from my mom. But he never knew that I was also afraid of the wild animals and the dark. He did not know, but my stepmom knew. And to make my life miserable, she never picked me up from school, she never let me take my own car and she never let my friends drive me back home when I stay late at their house to study. Because my stepmom never let me study too. As I said before, she was a bitch. And I hated her and my dad too. They both were the reasons why my life was practically a living hell. And I couldn't do much about it. Because I was still a minor. Every single night, I prayed that my mom would show up at our doorstep one day and take me away from that hell. But that day actually never came. I didn't lose hope though. I had planned to look for my mom the day I would turn 18. I wanted to find her and live with her for the rest of my life.
As I was walking very fast to reach the other end of the cemeteries soon, I started to feel tired and thirsty. I had my water bottle with me. But I did not want to take a break. Until I realised that I could not walk anymore. I stopped and looked around. I saw a huge tree on the right side of the road. I went towards the tree and sat down with my back resting with the log of the tree. I pulled the water bottle out of my bag and started drinking. As I was almost out of breath, I tried to drink slowly. But then I heard something. Something that scared the hell out of me. Something that made me get up and run. And that something was a howl. It all started with a Howl.
"Don't you dare come near me, you monster," Natasha yelled at Bryan while stepping away from him. He grabbed her by her neck and slammed her against the wall. "Now what are you gonna do?" Bryan challenged her. "What have I ever done to you? Why are you doing this to me?" Natasha cried in pain. With hatred in his eyes, Bryan started tightening his hold around her neck, choking her. "It's because I hate you so much. My hatred for you is bigger than the sun and darker than the night." Bryan replied to her in a hatred-dripping tone. "Then fucking kill me! Why are you torturing me like this?" Natasha cried out loud as she could no longer bear her hatred in the eyes of her husband. "Nah! That will be easy. I want to see you in pain. I want to see you suffer. I own you now. You belong to me." Bryan replied to Natasha angrily. He slapped her hard on her cheek, bruising her face. Natasha Malik is a Billionaire's daughter who worked so hard to prove her place in this world. But no one ever cared about her existence. She worked hard to reach her dreams. But that didn't make her family love her. Her life was already a living hell. Then a massive storm crossed paths with her. His name was Bryan Rutherford. The young politician, is known for his ways of twisting reality as he always wanted. And he hated to hear someone refuse his demand. What would happen when two opposite people would clash together? Would they destroy everything around them? Or would they both learn to love each other?
"What am I to you? Your rejected mate who serves you as your sex toy? Masturbate if you must !” Ersa growled at Alpha Renard, grinding her teeth and cursing her helplessness. A sharp slap on her cheek sent her flying to the ground. "A sex toy? Yes! That's what you are to me. You exist to serve me. I will use your body until I get tired of you. You are not even allowed to die because your soul and your body belong to me. Now be a good whore and spread those legs for me." Alpha Renard hissed angrily, making her whimper in pain. Ersa Laurent was a human female, born in the kingdom of shifters. All her siblings got their wolves by the age of thirteen. But Ersa was cursed by the Moon Goddess, and her wolf could not be awaken until the day her son was born.On the day of his alliance with the most powerful werewolf pack, the Divine Tree Pack, Ersa's father, Alpha Canis, sold his youngest daughter, to Alpha Renard. He was the most feared Alpha, known to be ruthless, born with the blood to rule the Hecate Kingdom. How would Ersa fight her fate and break the curse the Moon Goddess cast on her? Would she choose to become the She-Alpha of her pack or Alpha Renard's chosen mate?
Creatures of night. We were born to be wild and animalistic to almost everyone. But at the same time, loving and caring towards our mates. Our mates. Each creature was destined to find their perfect mate. And perfect, I mean the best. We were all destined to find the one who was better than the millions. Just like I found my princess. My dear little Dabria. She was in her mother's womb when I first heard her heart beating. That very moment, I fell in love with her. I was too young to understand that back then. But as I grew up, I knew it was love that I felt for her. And my wolf, Zaric! He was crazy about her. I thought it was his way to love Dabby But I never thought when his craziness and his obsession would one day cost me this much. It cost me everything. I had to give up everything. I am Alpha Zeus. And this is the story of my Princess and her Beast.
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
This book contains hot mature scenes and languages. Read at your own risk! "Ahhh...". She threw her head back and gasped at the sudden vibrating sensation from her underwear. "What..what..what was that?" "A little toy and a bigger one playing with each other". Antonio replied and pressed the button again. Angela arched her back at the sweet torment,her fingers digging into the sheets tightly. "Stop..stop..please,this is bad,my head is spinning..i ...can't..take...it". Her mouth moved convulsively. "The setting is still low, you are already so twitchy,your body is just so ready". He replied dry, watching her face closely. "Please....". "Those faces you make...you better stop or I will get hard enough to not hold back". He replied and increased the speed. "Haaa...ahhhh..wait...stop ...please". Angela cried, her eyes bulging,as she fought with herself..her thighs vibrating too. "Seeing you cry to it is actually more interesting,I should use it often on you..,this is pretty fun". He pressed the next button. "Stop please...it keeps grinding on my..clit. so hard.I..think something's coming out...my body...ahhh..I am gonna pee..stop". "If you do that...well you will explain to the doctor and nurses, how you wetted the sheets, you can do better,just hold it in". He smirked. She rubbed her thighs together and bit hard on her lower lip,trying to hold back. "Let's take it to the next level,shall we?" She opened her eyes widely,her tongue out salivating. "No..no..please..no..more...." Suddenly she felt herself shaking convulsively. I am at my limits..this is bad..I can't let this pee out...but it's extremely hard,she thought and burst into tears. "Freckles,I will advise you to save the tears we are just warming up". He breaks into her thoughts. "I.. can't..I can't...ahh nghh!" Her eyes rolled back... Anthonio watched her intently, a cigar clamped in his teeth,a hand in his pocket and the other with the remote. He could feel himself hardened. She had that insane effect on him. "Fuck! I am hard". He cursed under his breath. Suddenly the door opened. "Grandma?" Angela gasped, tears clouded her eyes as she tried to keep her face straight and voice steady. *****ADULT CONTENT HERE* read at your own risk! "No matter the time or place,you will spread your legs for me when I say so,that's my condition,can you do that?" Angela met his eyes and swallowed convulsively. "Yes". Her voice trembled. Angela, a 24 yrs old and breadwinner of her poor class family was left with no other choice other than to say yes to Mr Antonio inorder to save her nieces. Antonio Montero of the famous Montero family! The incredibly handsome, famous idol and young billionaire also known as the sexiest man of his generation. A toxic playboy with many sex scandals. Nevertheless, Angela wasn't a fan of his looks or movie roles as most girls including her very own sister, not even in the least in love with him nor he with her. He got a death wish to grant and she, emotionally blackmailed. Most girls would die to find themselves in this situation but not Angela... One year Angela will have her simple life back. But what will she do if it becomes a life time imprisonment? There are far many secrets about the Monteros that got her entrapped.
She doesn't remember getting married. Why? Sophia went to Las Vegas only to drink her pain away. Little did she imagine, she would end up becoming someone's wife. But who’s the lucky guy? Who knows? Even she doesn't remember. She was fucking intoxicated! All she has is a marriage contract with an expiry date and a bank balance big enough to pop her eyes out. Contractual terms: 1. Do not marry anyone else unless I permit you. 2. Try not to whore around. Your mother-in-law wouldn't be happy. 3. If I request a live-in relationship. You have to comply. 4. Sex is optional. 5. Contract Termination? Sorry Honey... In my family, couples don’t divorce. PS: I was kidding. Let's catch-up after three years to end this shit and get more money. If there are rules against having sex while drunk, there should be rules against getting married while drunk too. Because THIS isn't fair!
It was a big day for Camilla. She looked forward to marrying her handsome groom. Unfortunately, he abandoned her at the altar. He never showed up throughout the wedding. She was made a laughingstock in front of all the guests. In a fit of rage, she went and slept with a strange man on her wedding night. It was supposed to be a one-night stand. To her dismay, the man refused to let her be. He pestered her like she had stolen his heart on that night. Camilla didn't know what to do. Should she give him a chance? Or just stay away from men?
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."