I stand before the pack members, condemned by whispers and stares that cut deeper than any blade. Branded a killer, but I am no murderer. Yet, their accusations cling to me like a shroud, suffocating every shred of hope within me. "I'll never reject you, Ivanna, but I'll make your life hell." His words echo throughout the hall. A cruel reminder of the torment that awaits me. "I'll forever punish you for what you did to me and the pack." My mate's voice, once a source of strength, now drips with venomous hatred. "You'll remain as my mate, and I'll remain your nightmare." "I didn't kill her!" I protest, but he sees only a liar, a traitor to the pack. His fist hits my cheek, a brutal punishment for crimes I did not commit. "Liar!" He barks. "You killed her. And I'll do the same to you. Slowly. Painfully. Until you're choking on your last breath and desperately ready to tell the truth. That you killed her." ----------------------------------------------------- When the Luna mysteriously dies before my eyes, everyone tags me as her killer. I go through hell and back. My life becomes an endless circle of misery. But I won't break. I won't give in to my abusers, no matter how brutally they try to break my soul. I'm determined to fight till the end. Until I've proven to them that I'm not the Luna's Killer.
Chapter One - Luna's Death
Ivanna's Pov
Strolling the hallways of the Packhouse, I headed to the Luna's quarters with bright smiles on my face
"Good evening, Miss Ivanna." One of the servants greeted me.
"Good evening to you, too." I waved at her.
"I love your hair, Miss Ivanna." Another random servant complimented, giggling with her friend.
"Thank you." I ran a hand over my straight, black hair with a chuckle.
"You look beautiful, as always, Miss Ivanna." Another one complimented. And just like that, the compliments flooded into my ears.
Like always, I tried to politely thank every one of them. I get this every day. The constant compliments. The requests to be friends with me. The constant gifts. And from the guys, of course, endless wooing.
My name was Ivanna Devi. I was Beta's only child. But as much as I could remember, I'd been treated like the Alpha's daughter or even like a princess.
I grew up with so much love from my parents and the whole Pack. Everyone had a reason to admire me, and I must confess, I loved the attention. It felt nice and it made life easier.
It didn't inflate my ego or make me snobbish like some thought it would. On the contrary, it made me more accessible and loving. I was always ready to put myself out there. Always ready to help. Because I knew they all loved me.
"Ivanna, you're here." Luna Eleanor said as I walked into her room. She hugged me and made me sit next to her on her bed.
One of those who loved me exceptionally was Luna Eleanor. Ever since I clocked 6, she had me always visit her quarters and play games with her.
"Yes, Luna." I smiled. "How are you?"
"Better now that you're here." She held my hand and was staring sweetly at me. Her maid, June, was beside her. Of course, I greeted her too. But she only nodded.
I blushed at Luna's sweet words. "You know I'm always gonna have time to come see you."
"I know, Ivanna. That's why you're my baby." She pinched my cheek playfully. "You know what? I can't wait for you to meet Rocco tomorrow."
My eyes dilated at the surprising news. "Rocco will be returning to the Pack?"
"Yes, dear. Can you believe it? After six years of being away from the Pack, he's finally decided to return. I couldn't contain my excitement when he called and dropped the news. I get to see my boy again!"
Yeah, Rocco was Luna's only child and also my childhood friend. He left the Pack when he clocked 10, and hasn't returned since then. Well, until now.
"You've missed him so much, haven't you?" I laughed at her childish display of excitement.
"Of course, dear. Haven't you?"
"Well, more or less." I shrugged.
She gave me a pinned look and a pout. "It breaks my heart when you say it like that."
"But why?"
"Because..." She huffed with a shy smile. "You know I've always fantasized about you being my son's mate. Ever since you were born, you caught my heart. And I've prayed endlessly to the Moon goddess to bring you both together."
"Geez, Luna." I stood, taking her clothes and sending them to her closet, trying to avoid her faze. Conversations like these made me shy. Especially since we had an audience. And also, especially because I've always had a low-key crush on him. On Rocco.
"I'm serious, Ivan. You were his playmate when you were growing up. It wouldn't hurt if you became his mate. It would be like those fantasy love stories with happy endings."
Her eyes were shut dreamily and she placed her hands on her chest. It was really childish that I had to laugh. On the outside, she puts up a stern face. But behind closed doors, she was the complete definition of a child.
"Enough of the fantasies, Luna. Let me go get you a drink," I offered. Butterflies were letting loose in the pit of my stomach from the discussion. I was feeling giddy and I didn't want her to see that. Or she'd never stop.
"Alright, dear. But we'll talk more about it when you return. And you'll allow me to dress you up tomorrow."
"Oh, Luna." I sighed softly.
"Promise me, Ivanna. Promise me."
"Fine. I promise. I'll let you do whatever you want with me tomorrow."
"Yes!" She squealed, tossing the pillows in the air. June was giving her a weird look, but I left them both and went to get the drink.
When I got back, June was arranging her box of jewelry and Luna was rummaging through her closet.
"There you are, Ivan." Luna Eleanor beamed at me. "Come, tell me which one of my clothes you like. I'll have the exact dress made for you for tomorrow."
I set down her drink on the nightstand and went to look through her clothes. But I couldn't even make a choice. They all looked pretty. I would want a replica of all of them. But I can't say that. I would come off as greedy.
"Don't just skim through them. Make a choice, Ivan. So they can start making the clothes today." She said and went to grab her glass of juice. The one I brought.
"Alright Luna," I replied and took a deep breath before skimming through her clothes again, forcing myself to make a choice.
A loud retching sound made me turn around in fright. Luna Eleanor was wriggling on the floor and was vomiting blood.
"Luna!" I ran to her side, picking her up. "June, go get help, please!" I yelled to the maid who was with us in the room. She ran off hysterically.
I was already in tears and it got worse when the Luna coughed again and took her last breath in my arms. A sad smile was etched on her face.
"No!" I shook her body repeatedly, crying profusely.
Heavy footsteps rushed inside the room. June was back, but she brought the whole squad of soldiers with her. They stopped at the door, staring at me.
I quickly stepped away from the dead Luna but my hands were covered with her blood. I was in a daze from what just happened but for some reason, I felt the need to explain myself because of the way they were staring at me.
But before I could, June pointed at me and declared. "Arrest her. She poisoned the Luna. Ivanna just murdered our Luna!"
What?!
When Ranya calmly announces Vivian’s return, it marks the abrupt end of Calista and Ryan’s relationship. Three years of convenience fade as he chooses Vivian over her. She gracefully accepts the end of their arrangement with a brief response, parting ways with the compensation he provided. Leaving Texas’s wealthiest man behind, Calista disappears without a trace, erasing any remnants of her presence. Receiving her final goodbye, Ryan finds himself yearning for her presence and diligently searches for her. Will he succeed in finding the woman who left a void in his heart, or will he focus on his dying love for his ex, the woman he truly loved?
When Charlotte’s fairytale marriage turns into a nightmare, she tries to fight to stay with her husband and build a home like the one her parents had; filled with love and happiness, but the reverse was the case. Her marriage was filled with heartbreak, neglect, and old flames, which drove them apart. Amidst their failed marriage, they embarked on different journeys as she let go to rebuild her life and pursue her dreams. Rogerio decides to reconcile with his ex-girlfriend and soon realizes that he can’t live without her. He embarks on a journey to win back her heart. Will they be able to mend their broken hearts and give their love a second chance, or are some wounds too deep to heal?
Hara only desired to raise her expectant child away from her abusive and unfaithful partner, Roland. She chose the Red Cross pack, the strongest pack in the werewolf kingdom, as her safe haven. She gets a job as a waitress at a bar, which is as typical as any other job until she meets Ryder, the Alpha of the Red Cross pack and the owner of the bar. As soon as he sees the expectant Hara, who is also his destiny mate, he falls in love with her. Hara was caught in a tricky dilemma. No matter how she viewed it, the convoluted situation she found herself in could not end well. Not while her heart yearns for the enticing stranger who claimed to be her destined partner. Not when Roland returned and requested a second chance. Especially when she realizes there are so many secrets to be revealed. Would she be capable of making the right choices? Would she return to the man she once loved or stay with the man who loved her? Join Hara on her perilous quest to find happiness. ********************************* Having him so close was enough to shatter my resolve and rekindle my desire for him. His possessive grasp around my waist caused me to collide with him. When I glanced up, our foreheads touched. He closed his eyes while emitting a howl that would make any werewolf weak in the knees. "Ryder.." "You're mine, Hara. I knew it from the instant I laid eyes on you. And every time I fucked you senseless, that was me declaring, you're mine and mine alone."
Jane Biller has always been an outsider, born wolf-less into a powerful werewolf family. She hopes to find acceptance and love at the mating ball, but her encounter with Alpha Richard Brown turns into a nightmare when he publicly rejects her, branding her as weak and unworthy. Humiliated and heartbroken, Jane faces a brutal reality: the one she longed to be her savior views her as a burden. Years later, Jane returns, transformed with her own wolf and newfound confidence. Richard, filled with regret, tries to win her back, but Jane has found a new mate who values and respects her. Torn between her past and present, Jane must decide her future. Will she choose forgiveness and second chances with Richard, or build a new destiny with her current mate?
Passion and desires are collections of short erotic stories. “You should be punished for making my dick want you, baby,” he said, licking my earlobe, and making me shiver. “I will slowly slide my cock into your heavenly honey pot, making you feel every inch of my cock inside you. I will make you cry and scream for more. And I shall make my name roll out of your tongue like a moan when I penetrate deep inside you. "I will brand your body with my hickey, letting everyone know you're mine.”
El rey Miller es el rey licántropo que desprecia a la raza de los hombres lobo y no quiere tener nada que ver con ellos, es un hombre-puta que se acuesta con todo lo que esté a su alcance, gobierna su reino con reglas estrictas, es bien conocido en toda la manada por su enormidad, y violento con cualquiera que pise su territorio. Lo que más detesta es la raza humana porque su madre biológica era una. Mia: es la mujer lobo alfa, su hermano es el rey de los hombres lobo, y estaba enamorada de su hermano beta, Kelly. Conoce a su pareja que resulta ser el rey de los licántropos, que no quiere saber nada de ella y piensa que lo mejor es que le arranque el cuello. ****************************************************** Yo Mia Divas Blake te rechazó rey Miller-Jones, rey de la manada Luna de Sangre como mi pareja y rey" "Yo rey Miller-Jones rechacé tu rechazo", dijo mientras me lanzaba una peligrosa mirada mortal. "¿Quién te crees que eres para rechazarme? Una lobita débil y descarada, que no sabe lo que es bueno para ella" sonrió. ¿Crees que mereces ser mi pareja y mi reina? Solo sé obediente y sé una buena compañera de mi licántropo, o voy a hacer de tu vida un infierno.
After a devastating divorce with the man she had been married to for over three years, Rachel thought her life was over. Her family disowned her, they wanted nothing to do with her anymore and she couldn't blame them. She had just divorced David Hart, one of the top successful bachelors in the country and heir to the Hart industries. But they would never understand that she didn't divorce him, he divorced her after she caught him cheating on her with her god-damned best friend! Rachel was just about to end everything by jumping off a bridge when she was saved by the most unexpected person. The boy she once bullied severally in highschool because he always wore ugly glass and was from a poor background, how come that glass make him so hot now? Why was he helping her get revenge on ex-husband who is trying to make her life even more miserable? And most important how did he get so handsome? What exactly does he want from her? ... No, you must want something, anything. If you can really help me get revenge on David and Lana, I can't just let you do it for free". Ethan went quiet for a while. I held my breath waiting for what his request might be. If it was something money could buy, I'll try my best to get it for him even though I was somehow broke right now. "You're right I do want something". He said after thinking for few minutes "What?" I asked slowly. " Until you get your revenge on David, Lana and every other person you want, you will live here". Live here as in...? " Wha... What are you saying? ". I stammered hoping he wasn't saying what I thought he was saying. I tried to step back but I missed a step and almost fell on the bed but Ethan caught me holding me in his muscular arms. Ethan moved his face closer to mine be was so close, our nose almost touched. " I want you to be with me! ".
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."
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
This is a story about two damaged people who came together because of one's desire and the other's fear. Cassandra She was young, innocent, loving, and pretty with big eyes that showed her soul. She was stunningly beautiful but broken and alone, trapped in a world of monsters. Then he appeared. People say he is the worst monster of all, someone you pray never to meet. Will she escape him, or will he become her whole world? Dominic He was ruthless, aggressive, and merciless. Everyone feared him, and he was proud to be the king of his world. But he was also broken. Then she appeared. She was like a fragile doll, his doll. Will he take what he wants and move on, or will she become his life? "Let me go, please," she begged. He buried his face in her neck and tightened his grip around her arms. "Shhhh... breathe, love," he whispered. She cringed at his nickname for her, and he continued, "You are mine, and I am never letting you go. I will give you everything, my love, except your freedom from me."
After Ellie reclaimed her true identity, she found herself in an unexpected marriage with Mr. Thorpe, a man perceived as unpopular and crippled. Her scornful ex-boyfriend awaited her regret, while others looked on with ridicule. To Ellie, her acclaimed bar was just a side project. Her vast jewelry collection seemed trivial. Top designers were at her disposal. She owned luxury cars, expansive mansions, and even private islands. She had the power to win prestigious awards and exact revenge on her cheating ex and his spiteful mistress. Yet, to outsiders, her life seemed dull, overshadowed by her husband's disability. One day, Mr. Thorpe stood up from his wheelchair, unable to keep the facade any longer. "I can't pretend anymore. My wife is too extraordinary," he declared. Ellie, hands on her waist and teeth clenched, confronted him. "What about the divorce you promised?" Gently touching her slightly bulging stomach, Mr. Thorpe replied softly, "That's not happening!"