In a world of hidden instincts and forbidden truths, a shunned Recessive Omega, must choose: her destined mate or the alluring rogue leader? As secrets unfurl and untamed wants tug at the hearts involved, their struggle only intensifies. Jealousy and greed tighten their grip, weaving a path the Omega and the other tangled hearts must navigate. "Rejection vs Desire" – is a werewolf fantasy charged with longing, regrets and suspense.
Today was the last day in her father's house and the first day of the rest of her life. Isadora was going to move in with the Alpha-to-be and to say she was happy was an understatement. She was the luckiest recessive Omega to exist in her lifetime and she was going to be Mated -hopefully- to the one and only Eutychus Brown, heir to the Brown empire and future Alpha of The Nightfall Pack.
She smiled as she packed up her stuff, trying her best to smother the doubt that was welling deep within her. She had been through enough rejections and blind dates and had worked her little omega ass off to appear as perfect as she could. When her dad had said he had set her up with Eutychus and that she better not fuck it up as she did with the others, she made sure to look as pure and as meek as an omega should be, of course with the help of her suppressants and portion - her perfume.
Things had been rough for her ever since her first shift failed drastically. The pack members had looked at her with disdain and contempt, her father included. When she turned 21, she went through it again. She shook her head hoping the memories would disintegrate, but it was all for nought, she remembered everything.
She stood in the forest, the moon shining down upon her, and hope swelled in her chest. She had always known that all omegas get their mates at 21. She held onto the hope that her true Mate would accept her as the 'Imperfect omega she was. The eligible male wolves stood on the other side of the fireplace, waiting for the moon goddess to reveal their mates to them. Isadora shut her eyes and sent thousands of prayers per second as she stood next to the other Omegas. She heard the happy yelps and laughter as one after the other wolves were paired.
"Patience pays..." she told herself as she began to feel the mating pull. She opened her eyes to see the Beta male, her mate-to-be, standing before her, his eyes cold and distant. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, the hope and excitement of finally finding her mate turning to fear and confusion.
" No. I cannot be your Mate,' she heard his voice; Darian, the Beta's son- cold and devoid of emotion.
'You are an omega, weak and inferior. I need a mate who can stand by my side and lead the Pack, not one who will hold us back. Not only that but you are what exactly? A beta or an omega? I can't tell exactly.' Darian, her supposed true mate said, walking around her, inspecting her as if she was some kind of contraband goods.
She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes as the pack looked on, some with pity, others with scorn. She wanted to scream, to rage against the unfairness of it all, but the words stuck in her throat. Instead, she turned and fled, the sounds of the pack's laughter and jeers ringing in her ears.
"O-Okay- " she croaked out, swallowing the sob in her throat because nothing else could be said, She had been rejected. Of course, no one would want her, she was not perfect.
That had been 4 years and she had spent them making a name for herself. When her mate rejected her, she was left feeling lost and alone. The rejection would lead her on a journey of self-discovery and the realization that true strength comes from within. She did her best to blend in, with the help of her greedy father, Rhys Smith. who was only interested in making money and a reputable name for himself. She managed his finances, cleaning up all the financial messes he caused and in return, he set up dates with the sons of his business partners in the hopes of expanding his money-making empire more than finding a mate for his daughter. That was how she had ended up getting paired up with Eutychus, the hottest Alpha in town.
"I managed to set up a date for you and that Alpha's son. Make yourself pretty or whatever. Don't forget the pills and perfume, I wouldn't want you sent back like unwanted mail. Most importantly I need this to go well for the sake of my business, I pad that greedy alpha a year's worth of your allowance, don't make me regret it." Her father had said, barely looking up from the paper he was reading.
It wasn't supposed to be like this though but there wasn't much she could do about it. She had basically been auctioned off to the highest bidder, well not exactly but in a way and if things went past the first date she would have to marry the Alpha and have little babies for him oh, and secure her father's accounts but that was just a dream for Isadora smith.
"But father, what if -!" she'd tried to reason with her father but it fell on deaf ears.
"Quit your whining and do as you are told! " her father shushed her, finally looking up from the paper, his eyes glowing red with anger. She pretended to be affected by his alpha Pheromones but they just never worked on her and the last person she wanted to anger was her father. Still, she couldn't help it.
"I can't do this, I won't! He will just reject me like all the others and what will you do about it-" Isadora began to protest when a sharp sting settled on her cheek. This was the first time he ever got this angry like this.
"Watch your mouth! Do you know we are in this situation because of you? you were supposed to be the perfect Omega, like your mother but no, you had to be a freak. You will go on that date and you will make him fall for you and you will be his bride. Do. I. Make.Myself.Clear?" Isadora's father, Rhys, had threatened and she did as told and got ready.
That had marked the first day she had met with Eutychus. She went on the date, expecting to be rejected there and then but Eutychus had been different. He made her laugh and smile and soon all the doubt she had been yet again replaced with hope for a future. They had gone on several other dates, held hands, and hugged even, something her other dates did not even think of. Eutychus had been the prayer to the thousands of prayers she had sent to the moon goddess.
She zipped up her suitcase, the bitter memories having done their work. She wiped the stray tears that had managed to fall down her cheeks. She was going to move in with her new boyfriend. She felt giddy just thinking of the name boyfriend. Finally, her hard work was paying off.
"I have a boyfriend now, That's a step towards having a Mate. Patience sure does pay. "She told herself as she hauled the suitcase out of her room and down to the front door, passing her father in the living room.
"At least get pregnant, that is the least you can do. " Rhys said, turning a new page of the 'Business Daily' he always read.
"Dad! That's so...crude. " their father-and-daughter relationship was complicated like that.
"Don't say I never gave you advice, " Rhys said as his final goodbye.
Just like that, Isadora's life story had begun, only the moon goddess knew what lay ahead.
The water felt like thorns piercing Nyx's skin as two trainers held her under the cold water. She had already been submerged for a little over five minutes and now she was teetering between the edge of life and death with every second spent underwater. But that was exactly what the trainers wanted. Under normal circumstances, she should be able to shift once her wolf sensed danger, effectively giving her the strength to throw off the trainers. These weren't normal circumstances and Nyx did not have a wolf, not yet.
My wolf stood up and walked up to him, rubbing it's white fur on his bare legs. Making Dean jump back in disgust. “What! There is no way I am mated to this freak! I reject this mate bond, I Reject Valarie Hope as my mate!” He spat out, not caring that my wolf was calling out to him in pain. I had barely recovered from the shock of rejection when the harsh words followed. “Freak !” “Abomination !” “Bad luck !” “Disgusting !” The words played over and over in my head as my wolf ran frantically to escape the jeers and harsh words. I looked around for my parents when I spotted them, in their human form, I ran up to them, hoping to hide behind them but was surprised when my father turned his face away from me, and my mother did nothing but stare at me. With nowhere to run, my wolf threw itself on the ground and curled into a ball, hiding its face with its large tail. This was not how it was supposed to be! I was supposed to be happy, to be loved by my true mate.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called “sister”. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, “Never!”
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - 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 doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes 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?
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?