A Lycan Alpha wants revenge. The Fox, the most feared, unknown assassin is sent to do the job. But the target is no walk in the park. And the job is more tasking than expected. The Fox gets thrown into a world of dangerous Lycan billionaires and when Sparks begin to fly, will she give in or will she kill it. This is my first book here. Update is from time to time. Might be daily if I get more than five comments.
The room was shrouded in darkness, a sanctuary of tranquil peace. The air thick with black smoke, wafting from a big cigar lodged in between two fingers.
He brought the cigar to his lips, took a long drag and puffed it into the smoky air, obscuring his vision of his darkened office.
Smoking was a last resort. It pulled him into a deep sense of serenity when stress rattled his mind and anger boiled his blood.
Tonight it was sadness that threatened to send him spiraling into a killing frenzy and though Cayden Wilder could afford ripping fragile humans to shreds he found no joy in it.
In the silence broken only by his puffing of smoke into the tranquil air, a shrill sound pierced through the smoky calm.
With a certain level of measured grace, or maybe fear of what was to come, his hand reached out into the darkness broken by the silvery light of a phone on the table.
He picked up the phone and a second later, his rumbling voice thick and ragged sounded. "Speak."
"She...she h-has passed Alpha," the hoarse anxious voice on the other end of the line said.
The silence that followed was like a cloak falling over the room. He brought the cigar to his lips, took a long drag that would be impossible if he were human and didn't puff out. The smoke burned in his chest, hot and familiar like the pain slowly making its way into his heart and blood.
He crushed the cigar between his fingers before he demanded. "When?"
"N...now. I-I watched it happen. I'm sorry Alpha." The anxious voice was truly sorry, Cayden heard it in the sharp intake of breaths and the frazzled tone of voice.
It didn't matter, by the time he was done, the entire world would be sorry.
"The doctors c-couldn't take out the silver fragments lodged in her heart," the voice added. "They tried, Alpha. They really did."
"Have you called my mother?" He watched the remains of the crushed cigar fall away through his fingers and land on his lap.
"N-No."
Of course they wouldn't call her before him. He was the Alpha, the chain of command and he just lost the one true friend he ever had.
"Call her and bring my sister home." He ended the call and placed his phone back on the table.
He should've been there with her. When he heard the news of her accident, his first instinct had been to abandon everything and fly to her but things didn't work out that way. His sister was a Lycan, his worry easily abated until they began to fill him in on the specifics of her accident.
Eleven hours after her 'accident', she was dead.
He leaned back into his chair as the first tear slipped out from his eye and ran down his cheek.
A deep chasm quaked open in his heart and he knew nothing would ever fill it.
Not even revenge.
But as the smoke lingered in the weighted silence of the room, a swirling pit of fire opened in his chest.
He closed his eyes and opened a mind-link.
'Kio,' he called into the void between linked minds.
A response came swiftly. 'What do you need, Alpha?'
'The Fox.'
A short beat of silence followed his command, before the disembodied voice filtered into his mind.
'What has happened? Has Amelia-'
'Kio. Get. Me. The. Fox.'
He closed the mind-link and opened his eyes into the darkness. More tears ran down his cheek, the sadness so palpable he tasted it and it choked him.
His sister had died.
A wide black vacuum where she once existed and he wasn't even fucking there! To hold her hand, to assure her he would kill those responsible, to see her cool ocean eyes once more before they closed forever.
Revenge was the only word that played in his head and chilled his skin.
He bolted up from his chair and was out the door in a flash as rage consumed him.
The room returned to its perfect darkened peace, thickened with cigarette smoke.
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"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?
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!”
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
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."
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."