"I had a husband before I had a boyfriend!" Autumn blurted out, while the other two girls stared at her, wondering what she was talking about. "Did a random guy propose to you?" Ella asked her with raised eyebrows. "The man I met the last time we had a night out, uh? We had a good night and all that, and when we woke up the next morning, guess what I saw?" She didn't wait for them to guess before she said it herself. "A signed marriage certificate between both of us!" She exclaimed. You must be joking!" Ella exclaimed in shock. How in the world did that even happen?!
Ella raised her glass of wine up, and every one on the table followed suit. "To Autumn!"
"To Autumn!" The other girls on the table chorused.
"To me!" Autumn squealed, a bright smile appearing on her face.
"Cheers!" Every one chorused as they all gulped down their glass of wine.
It was one of the best days in Autumn's entire life. The young lady had been unemployed for a while now, and had tried on several occasions to change that title.
It's been half a year, and despite being someone who doesn't give up easily, it was beginning to get tiring for her. But here she was in one of the biggest bars in Las Vegas celebrating with some of her closest friends on her acquisition of a new job.
It was a dream come true for her because it was not just any job. It was her dream job.
She had invited her friends through calls days before, and they all agreed to meet up at the bar that evening and have fun.
It was the weekend before she started at her new workplace, so she had to enjoy the moment with her closest friends.
"I'm so glad y'all came, I appreciate it," Autumn said to them, even though most of them had their attention on either their phone, food, or the drink on their table.
"We're your friends, and friends don't say thank you." Ella patted Autumn on the head playfully. She was the closest to her amongst all of them.
"Yeah, she's right," some of the other girls agreed.
They continued chatting as they had their drinks, and after about thirty minutes of doing that, Autumn had her fill of drinks already.
She then invited all of them to the dance floor to whine and dance to the playing music. The girls agreed and stood up immediately, heading to the dance floor.
Autumn bent down and began to tie the rope of the shoe on her right leg, when she was done and stood up to leave for the stage, she saw a young man a few tables from theirs, drinking.
There were about seven empty glasses of Ciroc colada and Hennessy on his table.
She did a double-take on him as her eyes graced his features.
He was wearing black sweatpants with a black T-shirt. She took her time studying his facial features, and she noticed how his innocent-looking brown eyes looked really pretty, and his lashes were so long.
Stimulated by the alcohol she had taken earlier, she stood up to dance.
She felt a pair of eyes on her and looked up to see who it was. What she saw was satisfactory. It was the same handsome man she had just ogled over. Just her kind of man!
She stood up seductively, not breaking eye contact with the man, and started to shake her body sexily to Rihanna's Work, which was playing.
The guy, who is Perry, also continued to watch her dance, now more assured about her body language.
He felt aroused by her moves when she turned to twerk, already feeling an unusual connection between him and her.
"Damn! She looks so much like Gloria," he said to himself.
He had no issues walking up to her to have a little chit chat but then, that was not what he needed at the moment.
He just wanted to get more drunk even though he was already drunk and forget about his girlfriend who had just refused his proposal. But Autumn didn't stop trying.
Her black gown shone beautifully due to the club lights shining on it, her whole self screamed elegance and class, he could tell that she wasn't like most girls in the club. Seeing that he didn't stop staring at her, she walked up to him.
"Hi, handsome," she blurted out. "You wanna dance with me?" She added.
Perry, who was already drunk and had gotten aroused by the way she danced, didn't even think twice before grabbing her and staggering to the dance floor.
They were in the middle of their dance when he suddenly pulled her close and she fell into his arms, as they hugged each other.
As much as they were tipsy, their bodies close to each other caused ripples of pleasure all over Autumn's Body.
"Shit! Not me feeling this way for a total stranger," Autumn said.
Perry grabbed her waist and leaned in, his warm soft lips planted on hers. She felt heat flood through her body as she returned the kiss.
Her mind was filled with the ecstasy of that moment, and her head was spinning. Inside her head, there was a voice screaming as he slipped his tongue into her mouth, savouring the taste of the alcohol.
Perry stared into her beautiful eyes, studying her drunk features, her full lips in his mouth, her body so sleek wrapped in his.
"This is not what I need, what am I doing?" He asked himself.
"I can't make it stop either," He continued to talk to the voices in his head.
Autumn gilded her tongues around his and they made gentle circles, she felt her body going limp and a small but clear moan escaped her lips.
She opened her eyes slowly and when she did, he was still holding her and staring at her, at the dazed and heated expression on her face.
The second his soft lips made contact with hers again, she lost all sense of time and space. She kissed him back instantly.
He kissed her as if he wanted to devour her and to her. He then lifted her and she immediately wrapped her legs around his waist.
She gasped when she felt how hard he was against her. She ran her hands down his defined chest and his abdomen, feeling every muscle.
He also slid his hand under her shirt to touch her breasts, a moan of appreciation leaving her. She was way too excited to think that it was getting intense.
At that moment, she just wanted to feel him, all of him against her, and nothing else.
He suddenly stopped the kiss and looked into her eyes. "Do you want me to stop?"
Autumn licked her lips nervously and replied. "Yes. I mean, no."
"I, Alpha Miller, hereby reject you, Isla Higgins, as my mate and Luna of the Pembroke pack," he said with a smirk as his beta pinned me against the wall. My heart shattered into a thousand pieces, and I felt a physical ache in my body as pain penetrated through me. “There is no competition here.” Mora, the girl who had made my life hell since childhood, wrapped herself around my fated mate, and he pulled her into his chest, kissing her with passion and lust. I glared at her in frustration and wished I could punch her fake image. Isla decides to leave the pack after the humiliating rejection and the betrayal. Five years later, she returns to her old pack after her mother falls ill. As she comes to terms with the past and becomes a respected warrior in the Eclipse Moon Pack, secrets and lies are revealed. Isla must decide whether to give her ex-mate a second chance or realize her worth without him.
My birth brought death to my mother, and my father grew to hate me for it, leaving me vulnerable to the abuse of my stepmother and stepsister. My mere appearance served as a constant reminder to my stepmother of the woman my father once loved the most - my mother. Consumed by jealousy, she relentlessly sought to destroy my life, but will she succeed? "Sign this contract, become my Luna, and after the contract term ends, you will receive generous rewards and freedom." "What do I need to do during the contract? Sleep with you?" "You just need to play the role of my Luna. We will only pretend to be a couple in public, and there's no need for marking each other," "It seems arrogance is indeed a common trait among every Alpha," "What?" "Alpha Logan, what makes you think I would readily accept your proposal?" I continued, my voice now laced with a mix of anger and defiance. "Just because I'm a wolf-less unwanted daughter? Or do you think you're so noble and handsome that I should be grateful and accept your offer for a large sum of money?" "I didn't mean it like that," he stumbled. I once thought the man who saved me was just an insignificant nobody, but little did I know he was the most ruthless Alpha on the entire continent, responsible for killing his own Mate. What stunned me was that he wanted me to become his Luna?!
"I, Gabriel Foster of the Nightfall Pack, hereby announce that my fated mate Raine will be joining our pack. I hope that everyone will treat both Raine and Luna Elena with equal respect in the future." My husband Gabriel had announced in front of all of our pack members on our third wedding anniversary that he had found his fated mate. I stared blankly at the two figures cuddled up in the center of the hall as a wave of numbness washed over me and I listened to all of the members of the pack congratulating them wholeheartedly. Gabriel's so-called Fated Mate, Raine, feigning innocence and vulnerability, handed me a glass of wine. But that glass of wine took my life! Yet, the Moon Goddess decided my story wasn't over. She granted me a second chance. This time, I am determined to peel back the mask of that bitch and make Gabriel experience a regret so profound it will be his living torment!
I yearned to be acknowledged as a deserving Luna, even though the entire pack never addressed me as such. Nevertheless, I persevered, striving for their respect. Within each pack, leaders must earn the pack's allegiance rather than coerce it. Hence, I continued to push myself beyond the limits I had never before explored. Yet, despite my relentless efforts, I was deceived and betrayed. My so-called mate, Brett, and my supposed best friend, Jennifer, shattered my trust. We grew up without parents, but I cared for Jennifer as a sister would. Nevertheless, she plunged a metaphorical knife into my back. Now and future, never again will I allow anyone to exploit my vulnerability, I will reclaim my standing.
"Mason, I want to cut all ties with you. No marriage and no bond. We're done," "You want a rejection?" "I know that you have never loved me, Mason... It would be better that we were both free to pursue our own interests." "Freedom? Willow, freedom is a privilege that only good and innocent people have the luxury of. You are neither of those things so what makes you think that I should let you go free?" He sneered. "What do you mean?" I said as my brows creased in confusion. "Isn't it fucking obvious?" Mason mocked as he cracked his knuckles in his hands, "Your parent's hands are stained with the blood of my parents, you don't deserve to be free whilst you atone for their sins?" *** Throughout my year of marriage, I have constantly suffered from the pain of Mate Bond. My mate would sleep with various she-wolves but never spare me a glance. He would allow his lovers to mock and insult me, his wife, his Luna, and he did it all just to inflict pain on me. I couldn't bear it any longer, so I asked to end the relationship, but he refused. Just when I felt pain and confusion, a powerful Lycan King appeared...
"I should have known you were like this, Olivia. You're so... disgusting, I think it's time for us to end," "No, Lucas, no..." Lucas looked at me coldly and said the words that broke my heart, "I, Lucas Mason of Shadowclaw Pack, reject you, Olivia Furlong of Bloodmoon Pack." "You are no longer my Luna," Lucas said, turning and leaving. I looked helplessly at the door, tears blurring my vision. *** My marriage was the outcome of a Pack alliance, and though Lucas and I weren't Fate Mates, our life together was fairly content. However, on the day of our wedding anniversary, I was framed for infidelity, and Lucas was furious to reject me. As I left, bewildered and heartbroken, I unexpectedly ran into my stepsister, revealing her as the mastermind behind it all. She ruthlessly plunged a silver dagger into me and I died in pain. But the story didn't end there. The Moon Goddess granted me a second chance! This time, I won't allow my stepsister's schemes to succeed, nor will I ever let myself get close to Lucas again. Little did I know that this new life would be filled with unexpected twists and turns...
Eight years ago, Eleanor was a pampered and arrogant young heiress, while Andreas was just a nameless talent from a humble background. Although she had taken him in, she never treated him with any warmth. Their fates flipped, and now Andreas was a business titan feared by all, while Eleanor wallowed in shame and despair after her fall from grace. Upon their reunion, he pinned her with a venomous glare and declared, "It was my hatred for you that drove me into becoming what I am today."
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."
Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything...
Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he never gave a damn about rules and laws, as he only liked to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
To exact revenge on her treacherous fiancé, Yvonne enticed Clayton into a liaison that promised advantages for both. Yet, when Yvonne spotted a woman resembling her at Clayton’s side, she recognized she was nothing more than a substitute. Discovering Clayton’s upcoming wedding, she departed with a generous severance sum. “Clayton, this is truly the end,” she declared resolutely. On the very day Yvonne was set to marry someone else, Clayton showed up, desperation clear in his eyes as he dropped to his knees. “Yvonne, please, don’t go through with it. Don’t marry him.”
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.