Synopsis ''Closing your eyes or biting your lips doesn't cut it, angel, You want us, we can feel it. When your heat comes, all you will want is us.'' Oliver says, tracing his thumb over my lips. Aiden stood behind me, watching my every expression. ''What will the heat be like?'' I asked. A small croissant smile danced on his lips, he looked onto the ceiling, the veins of his hand more visible as his shirt came undone. ''For you, it will be a burning desire onto your core, a thirst only Aiden and I can quench. You will ache for us to fill you. To make you whole..." ......................... Two twin Alphas on the way to buy a new female slave, resilient shock registers on their faces as they realize that the girl they would want to buy is indeed the woman the moon goddess had created for the both of them. What happens when she is more determined to rebel. When she is not ready two accept this two smoking hot Alpha's as her mates. A story filled with lust, passion, love, connection, revenge, and rise into power.
The resplendent sight that stood before me was breathtaking. Finally, after running for what I would presume hours, sweat breaking profusely from the pores of my skin, I stopped at the sandy beaches. Where the white foams of the violent waves gather at the shore of the sea. My breathing is heavy, for a moment, I am met with that resilient feeling to go back and fight!
Fight against that ruthless Alpha and claim back our land, but how could I, when he had made such a puissant army which overthrew the leadership of Alpha Darren.
This was one of the main reasons that made me hate Alphas, they thought so highly of themselves and carried negative legacies. Alpha Darren was kind and he always cared about his people. He was not like Lucius, who was callous and ruthless. The death of the rightful Alpha stupefied everyone. Even though we tried to fight, as long as the high priestess anointed him as Alpha, we had to bow down and obey.
Standing right here, in the fresh breeze, made me recall all the beautiful memories I had as a child. When my parents always brought us here during the summer. I could still see myself running over these beaches. A bright pleasant smile on my face as I built a little house out of the sand and played ball with my step sister. Now all that stands from that flashback were the horrific sounds of the night they were all burned alive.
Even though the minule light of the moon reflects on the water horizon, my mind cannot help but register blankly where exactly I am. Could I still be in danger? Could they still be following me, perhaps getting some rest would be much easier? Now that darkness has already blanketed the atmosphere, and the sky is plainly filled with beautiful stars. The only sound that stands is the distant croaking of frogs, perhaps from the swamp I had just passed when I ran towards the beach.
As I moved forward; towards the distant collection of trees that were still visible in the light of the dark, I found my eyelids getting heavy. Maybe it wasn't the fact that I was exhausted, it could have been the tire. Something ought to be wrong, I was not one to get tired to the point of near collapse. When I reached for my bag, pulling the strands that slid fancily across my shoulders and letting them fall to the side, I removed the bottle of water I had carried just before I made my escape. My throat was mildly dry, the air I kept on gasping absorbing all moisture left on that delicate internal area. When I brought the bottle up to my mouth, I gulped the water hastily, feeling the cold liquid slide down my throat with satisfaction. It felt like the quenching of thirst I had was for years, as though I had gotten relief from never-ending torture.
When I brought the bottle down, having a few microseconds for my eyes to glance over that opening, my fingers firmly gripping the plastic, I saw it.
A minule yet overly visible particle, it couldn't be it. I knew that particle since my dad and I always made it to act as anesthesia for the pregnant she-wolves in the pack. How could it have gotten to my water, furthermore, into my bottle? Something was suddenly wrong, a lot did not make sense. As if times were systemized by the devil himself, I heard the distant shuffling of feet. As though someone was running, but it was not past me, or away from me, it was towards me, from behind me.
I became highly alert of any danger, my senses were suddenly stuck to my surroundings. As though the drug seemed to do its job at this unfortunate time, I began to feel myself lose consciousness. My upper body was suddenly weak and numb like a dangerous venom traveled the delicate veins of my body and overpowered my immune system. I tried fighting, standing on my feet, the sound began to die down, knowledge of where I was slowly disappearing into that inner part of myself that hardly understood anything. Someone who was extremely close to me had to have put that drug in my water, someone wanted to do me harm, or maybe give me up to that stupid Alpha.
I fell to the ground in a thud, unable to even feel the texture of the particles of white sand that I lay on. My bag pack followed on top of me, the only thing I could still control was my eyes. Before me, more footsteps were heard. The person, or people, finally got before me. I could not see any of them, there was still that darkness from the night.
A bright light of the torch shone on me, reflecting over my face as I slowly closed my eyes. This was it, they had found me, after running through that forest for the last six hours, it was going to amount to this, I did not want to go, I did not want to be sold. There had to be something better for me, a life away from being the concubine for one of the buyers. I wanted to keep myself for my mate, to only be intimate with the person the moon goddess had ordained for me, but would that be possible, especially with this kind of arrangement.
''Finally, send word to the captain that she's been found. This one will fetch us a good fortune!''
Were the only words that passed my ears. A rough arm came around the back of my knees, while another moved towards the back of my neck. As though I weighed nothing, I was picked up and thrown over someone's shoulder. The mild concentration of the drug finally reached my brain, forcing me into a slumber that I knew was the last peaceful one I would ever have.
An annual tradition selects a warrior from a random pack to enhance security for the elite werewolves. This coveted opportunity, however, is laden with challenges and remains an elusive dream for many pack members. The elite werewolves, led by the feared and respected alpha of alphas, serve as guardians against the encroaching threat of vampires, having stood together during a fierce war. Scarlett Jones, an unexpected choice, finds herself as the sole member selected to join the elite werewolves. Guarding and protecting these noble werewolves feels akin to living her worst nightmare. Upon arriving at the castle, Scarlett discovers an astonishing truth—she is the destined mate of the ruthless alpha of alphas, the dark lord himself. His demanding, possessive, and arrogant nature disregards her pleas and desires. He yearns to claim her as his own, and the long-awaited discovery of his mate after centuries of searching pushes him to the edge of control. His desire to possess her, mate with her, and make her his queen intensifies, but Scarlett remains steadfast in her quest for independence, despite being the alpha's mate. Will Scarlett resist the allure of the dark lord? Or will she succumb to his irresistible touch? As their fates intertwine, the battle between desire and independence unfolds, testing Scarlett's resolve and challenging the very nature of their bond.
She was one of the best at what she did. An escort for prominent and wealthy men. A fake girlfriend; if one may say. ................. After the dissapearance of her sister, Jennifer decided to take the place of her sibling in the escort agency, thus funding her education and equally luxurious lifestyle. One client is all it takes to turn the narrative around. Adrian Brooke was a billionaire. An entirely wealthy succesfull man in the business world. Tired of listening to the complains of his dad about his non-existent love life, he decided to hire an escort as his fake girlfriend for his fathers 64th birthday. And oh...What are the odds that the escort he got was Jenniffer?
Dropped at the door step of a nursing home when she was little, Jessica had a difficult upbring. Getting accustomed to the title 'freak', that she'd been given by most of her peers. She sets out to live a life of her own at 21, not knowing that trouble was only 'a handsome man away. His name was Isaac Gray, and he was an assasin. Being part Vampire and part Werewolf gave him the previleges of getting away with almost anything. And yet, his world had seemed to stop when he set his eyes on his mate and soon discovered; a darker secret about her that Jessica did not even know to begin with. She was the lost werewolf queen.
"Im going to kiss the next person that strolls through those doors." ....................... It was only meant to proove a point. A tactic to show her friends that she was not so uptight. But Jacquiline should have known; she should have expected dire consequences that came with kissing the incredible hot handsome stranger that walked into the caffe that morning. The kiss created such an uproar on the internet that she was now being paraded as the billionaire's mystery girlfriend, the first woman Enzo Harnandez had publicly shown off. Forced into a contract marriage in a bid to silence the media, Jacquline plans flee as soon as she acquires enough money for a fresh start and her fathers medical bills. What Jacqueline doesn't expect however, are the feelings that begin to stir up in the process of this fake marriage. What happens when she learns that the devilishly handsome Enzo Hernandez is smarter and even more shrewd than she made him out to be. .............. "Oh princess, I'm a tad disappointed that you thought you could fool me," I heard him say coldly as he cornered me. "I've known all about your plans from the beginning. Now… strip and touch the bed frame. I'm going to f**k some sense into you."
"I must admit, I am a tad disappointed at how you've readily succumbed to your desires for me so, it takes away the thrill of pursuing you." As he unbuttoned his shirt, his fingers teased the hem, drawing my gaze down. I inhaled deeply, looking up at him only to find his eyes locked onto mine. "Don't think you're the only one skilled at playing games here, Adonis. I can make you think you're winning, only to drop the bombshell and make you feel like the biggest fool alive." And for that, he had no answer to. ............................. Living among the humans, Jennifer's mother had succeeded to hide both her daughter and son from their Phychopath father, An alpha of a pack in the west. When the corpse of Jennifer's best friend is found in the bathroom, things unravel diffrenttly when her estranged father pays them a visit and forces his will on Jennifer. She was to marry the werewolf king, Adonis Cade, a ruthless arrogant man yet powerful beyond illusion. 'Despite her efforts to fight the union that fate had sealed through her father, The conditions of their marriage reveal to her that not everything is as it seemed for the werewolf king. Would the fiery passion they shared between the sheets ignite into a lasting and all-consuming love?
As a tactic to lure him to settle down, Nathan Andrew's father threatens to take the company from his son unless he settles down and presents a wife. Against his relentless efforts, he forgives an incredibly huge debt in exchange of a poor man's daughter. A man who had given up Elizabeth Richards in a heartbeat. feeling betrayed and broken, Elizabeth accepts the offer of marriage to the ridiculously handsome billionaire at their doorstep. Her lawschool was going to be paid for, and as for Nathan, his dad would get off his back and he would have someone to show off to when it came to the media. But t was obvious; they did not love each other and they were hellbent on staying that way.
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”