"I will have you, now and forever" His voice echoed in her ears and their eyes never blinked nor parted from each other. Logan couldn't believe that he actually said that because he felt it- he never had. He wasn't just a mutated Alpha King who couldn't shift into a real wolf, unlike every other Alpha, he hadn't any prescribed Luna and couldn't feel the need for one, was this curse getting broken, or was there something else about this human whose eyes loomed with danger, detest, rage, and lust?
LAST TIME IN CUBA
WINTER 1971, SIERRA MAESTRA, SOUTHEASTERN CUBA
The whirling helicopters were above his head, flying over the branches of the trees, with their headlight missing his steps, and he ran faster than them, swaying through the thick mountain that ran westward from the far side of the south of the oriente province in southeast cuba, with an upward transition from the coast.
Military vehicles were on his tail, flashing lights on their path as they chased the man. Trees fell, the paths were cleared off of vegetation, the night was cold as ice, but driven by a burning desire– kept them afloat.
But they weren't his problem, at least for the moment because there was a bigger reason to flee; these beasts were chasing him and they ran behind the scenes in the dark. It was just their perfect place and he would bee damned if they caught up with him.
The man ran through the thick shrubs, breathing heavily, hitting the ground hard with his bare foot. He seemed heavy, but he was damn fast, his back was turned to his enemies, and they wondered if the cold night affected him, or strengthened him.
The man could no longer see a straight path to run on, even though he was fast, the flashlights moved before him, he gritted his teeth in anger, he hated the light, and the noises, especially the ones that the helicopter made. Thongs and tree nails scratched through his hard skin, taking souvenirs of his blood, before his skin made them Innocent and free of blood shed. His ears were disturbed, his eyes ever searching for a quicker and better path as his legs took him on that ride.
He couldn't take it anymore, he uprooted a palm tree from the corner, clenching his hands around it as he mustered up enough strength to spin around and dash it upward to the helicopter, its speed were of his, as if he had effected it... the pilot didn't see it coming! He steered, warning signals! Beeps! It was too late! The tree hit the body, causing it to go sideways as its blades cut through tree tops which descended on a military vehicle at the back; the second helicopter was behind, its blade slashed through the steel, on the verge of turning away from it! The pilot is affected! The helicopter swiped and swinged down from the tree tops, destroying itself with fire as it enclosed the gap between earth and the sky, the flames and smokes went up immediately, halting the other helicopter from motion, he either turned... but it was too late, the helicopter could only take too much... more fire! More smokes, more clatter! More ashes!
The man smiled at his win; it just became a fair fight. He slashed through the mountain as he let the moon illuminate his path.
His eyes flickered and he turned to his left path where he met his potential threats.
A pack of six werewolves stood in front of him and circled him in no time. They were in their full wolf forms and they had different fur colors and sizes, and their deep growling validated their anger.
The man looked at all of them one by one and as he continued panting he made no move to escape just because he didn't want to, but unfortunately he had more enemies to worry about.
"Oh come on, I shouldn't be running from you too!" He growled.
A big red-golden furred wolf stepped out and dropped his jaw to show his sharp and deadly fangs. "We have you now, you are not going anywhere" the wolf communicated to him through a mind link.
The man smiled and calmed down. "Is that so? Have you forgotten who I am?"
"You are nothing but a rogue-"
He cut the wolf short. "I'm the Alpha, and I ask you to back down, now" he commanded.
"Hmm. Are you ignorant or are you stupid? I am an Alpha! And you can't give me commands moreover, you are not the Alpha King anymore..." the wolf walked closer to the man.
"That doesn't change the fact that I am capable of slaying you and your pack right now!" He gritted his teeth.
"Tell me, what would you do? You can't even shift to a real wolf. You don't belong here, rogue"
"I will pardon you today just because I have some bitter visitors, but I promise you this, we will settle and I will rip your heart out and shove it into your mouth"
"Say that to your mate. Oh, I forgot, you have none. Poor you"
"I have lived for centuries, do you seriously think that I care about a mate?"
"No I think you have been denied a honourable and good thing every Alpha needs to have, a Luna"
The man motioned to attack, but his bitter enemies were near.
"Hate to break it to you, but next time!" He said and ran away.
He kept on running, but he'd crested a ridge on his survival run. He reached up to the crest of the mountain which descended down the seemingly bottomless dark valley; an end point.
The vehicles approached, and the doors were opened as the men dropped the remaining distance to their feet. Fully armed, masked, except their leader, one big man, who stood in front of them.
He chuckled under his breath as the man turned around to face them and with a burning sensation in his eyes, he strained his hands, tightening the muscles of his arms as blood pumped through his blood vessels.
A little moment of observing these armed men as the moon surged behind two loose clouds apart, flooding thin, cold light over the woods drawing the man's figure.
He had sharp features, tall, well built, with a balanced weight, and the men stayed put as the light swelled over his broad shoulders.
Their leader stepped forward, he looked fearful, with a mark across his eyes. He had short and stiff hair, with a bristly chin propped with white beards.
The two men looked more like giants to the rest of the men because of their muscular features, but their prey seemed to be more natural, and real, he was taller, larger and looked younger.
"I have chased you for years, Logan, you have given the CIA a tough time, and me too..." the man said as cold smoke poured out with his words.
18-year-old orphan in her quest for strenght transit's to an enchanted world where her destiny is to save and deliver a supernatural race from the damnation of an evil God, "God Of The Strange". she accepts her fate in this daring adventure that comes with pain and suffering, fighting together with her supernatural friends, Kar and Curl, young Meivs from the Tribist and Biac clans. And in keeping focused on her mission, she falls in love with an Elf Princess which only becomes a struggle when Kar and Curl confesses their love for them.
Roxanne Santos, a talented 24-year-old gymnast, finds herself in a challenging situation. She takes on a job as an exotic pole dancer in an exclusive club, all to gather the funds needed for her father's life-saving heart transplant and her sister's college fees. During her very first performance, Roxanne captures the attention of numerous male guests, including the handsome Jaxon Hearst. Little does she know, this encounter will change her life forever. In a turn of events, one of the guests follows Roxanne to the changing room, attempting to take advantage of her. But in a twist of fate, the handsome Jaxon Hearst, who turns out to be the club's owner, comes to her rescue. Roxanne is taken aback, as Jaxon doesn't fit the image she had in mind for a club owner. As Roxanne continues to showcase her talent through more performances, Jaxon becomes more intrigued by her. He seeks her presence, desiring a different kind of connection. He proposes an unconventional arrangement: for Roxanne to become his Mistress, a partner not only on the stage but also in his personal life. At first, Roxanne is shocked by his bold request, but after carefully considering her options, she decides to take a leap of faith. Jaxon, in his own way, offers Roxanne a lifeline. He promises to alleviate her father's financial burdens, providing weekly allowances in addition to her pole dancing salary. Roxanne's heart is torn between her obligations, her own desires, and the complexities of their arrangement. As Roxanne becomes Jaxon's mistress,she finds herself indulging his unconventional desires, enduring his possessiveness and witnessing his dismissive and narcissistic behavior. As time goes on, Roxanne begins to see beyond the surface. She discovers the real Jaxon, unveiling layers of vulnerability and depth that deepen her feelings for him. However, Jaxon, initially resistant to attachments, finds himself grappling with conflicting emotions. He struggles to maintain his sense of self and independence, as the love he feels for Roxanne becomes harder to deny. Roxanne embarks on a journey, navigating the delicate balance between fulfilling Jaxon's fantasies and the heartbreak that comes with loving such a complex man.
"You think you can just leave without a trace after what happened that night?" His hands pinned her arms above her head, his piercing blue eyes boring into hers. "W-what do you mean?" she stuttered, his scent reminding her of that night-the night that had changed her life completely. "What do I mean? Are you seriously asking me that, woman? If your brain can't recall how we burned together on that bed, how about I remind you right here?" His face was dangerously close as he growled into her ear. Her eyes widened. He meant it. Every single word. He was the king of the entertainment world, after all. "Let me go," she demanded stubbornly, her voice barely audible. He let out a low, dark chuckle that sent a chill down her spine. "Let you go? Oh, I'll let you go, Tatiana. But not until you understand the consequences of crossing paths with me." •••••••••• In the world of the entertainment industry, we see constant change and creativity. Trends come and go, as do collaborations between artists and producers. This world can make anyone wish to be a part of it-it is said to be inspiring and enjoyable... Meanwhile, that's only on the surface. The same world is filled with deceit, betrayal, fake love, ruthless competition, toxic fans who could ruin you, suicide, and dissatisfaction... This world is mostly dominated by men. How can a woman, hurt by this world, face it-especially when she had a night and her life tangled with the king of them all?
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
Book1 (Chapter 1~188, completed): “Please...come back to me, be my Luna again, Charlotte,” Hayden said. I sneered. “You don't even qualify to be my Omega. What makes you think I would want to be your Luna?” “Then let me be your slave,” the shameless mate who had rejected me begged. ------------------- I had been claimed and married to my mate, Hayden for three years, but everything changed when his brother died. He began to ignore me and get closer to his brother’s widow, Sofia. Everyone could see how much he favored Sofia over his own mate, me. I turned a blind eye and endured it all because he was my destined mate and I loved him so much. But Sofia framed me for causing her miscarriage and everyone blamed me for it, not to mention my mate. My mate forced me to kneel and apologize to that bitch who had tried many times to drive wedges between me and my mate, with the help of his sister, Milla. Hayden didn't even want to listen to my explanations. He gave me a choice - apologize or divorce. I would never apologize for something I didn't do and thus I chose divorce. No one knew I was actually the next-Alpha-in-line of one of the most powerful packs. After the divorce, I went back to my pack and take over my birthright - becoming a powerful Alpha and showing Hayden that he was nothing to me and my life was better off without him! ******************************* Book2( From chapter 189~287, completed): As the Alpha princess, I enjoy all the glory and wealth, but my heart only yearns for freedom and love. Much to my luck, I found my fated mate, Alpha Shawn Evander when I was nineteen. He is one the most eligible bachelors currently, but my parents, especially Dad is so against our mateship, he keeps urging me to break up with Shawn. Why should I break up with my fated mate? I love him too much and decided to make a bold choice - to marry him during my twentieth birthday party secretly. So, it should be a happy day, right? Nope. Imagine my shock when I saw my bestie and Shawn together, betraying me during what was supposed to be our wedding day! In the end, I didn’t get married to him and went to a bar to drown my sorrow when I stumbled across an Alpha who needed a mate to break his curse, and we decided to have a contract marriage between us. But when I went home and sobered up, I realized who that Alpha was - Alpha Maximillian Vestvertine, also known as the most ruthless and arrogant Alpha of all. However, I never ezxpect that this coldest Alpha would be so eagar to have me....
“She didn't transform! Everyone was transforming, except her!” “She's a Stealer, and she doesn't have a wolf!” My destiny took a dark turn on the night of the awakening. I was an adopted daughter and have always been maltreated by my parents and elder sister, Maya. All I wanted was to turn 18 and live an independent life with my dear soon-to-be mate, Arthur, far from the clutches of my family. However, on my 18th birthday, I discovered my despicable nature as a 'Stealer,' a scent luring widowed and lone werewolves to mate with me. What's more, there was no wolf appeared in me. Knowing this, Arthur swiftly renounced our bond, selling me to the formidable Alpha Wolfe in exchange for something valuable. But when Wolfe first met me in the dungeon and perceived my scent, he could feel his wolf panicking and howling. It was the scent of his fated mate! But why did Maya also have the same scent? Sisters may share the same scent, but we were just adoptive sisters. Something was amiss. Despite the potential bond, Alpha Wolfe had ulterior motives, refusing to acknowledge me as his mate, regardless of our shared destiny."
Nancy replaced her sister to marry Charlie. She originally thought it would be a widow-like marriage. But Charlie who had disappeared for three years suddenly came back. She was so scared that she turned around and ran, but was cornered by him. ”What, are you so excited to see me?” Nancy forced a smile, “Yeah, I've been looking forward to your return every day.” ”Hmm...” Charlie raised her chin with his slender fingers, “If so, then let me satisfy your need.” After saying that, he was about to forcefully kiss her. But Nancy blocked her face, “Don’t forget you’re my brother-in-law. I shouldn’t have said that...” Charlie gently interrupted her, “The one who married me, who got the marriage certificate with me, is you. I’m not your brother-in-law. I’m your husband. Call me darling, I can die for you.”