Vet Dr. Taylor, is a compassionate animal lover whose life takes a dramatic turn when she discovers that the injured dog she cared for after a fatal accident is, in fact, a werewolf. This revelation not only challenges her dedication to animal care but places her in the middle of a fight where the supernatural clashes with the ordinary. As she puts together the complexities of this new found reality, she finds herself torn between her passion for animals and the unforeseen challenges presented by an unforgiving wolf pack.
Mark sped down the road, one hand on the wheel and the other resting on the windowsill.
A toothpick hanging from his mouth dangling from left to right unrythmically.
Taylor knew this was his way of blowing off steam without speaking, so she just let him do his thing while she stared at the trees.
She too didn't like how he frequently had to get her from work so late at night, but she couldn't help it. A pregnant dog needed her help, and she couldn't postpone its delivery.
Smiling, she recalled the little puppies that the dog had birthed. The guilt she felt for Mark seemingly evaporated.
Spitting out his toothpick, Mark was finally ready to speak. "What are you smiling about?"
Now noticing she was smiling, Taylor turned to him with a straight face. "I'm sorry, it's just..."
"It's just what, Taylor?" He cut in. "Don't you know the meaning of work hours?"
"You get me so worried, I'd have to come get you from work myself!" Mark spoke at the top of his voice while his eyes occasionally moved from the road to Taylor's sorry-looking face.
"All for the sake of those animals!" He spoke knowing fully well that Taylor hated it when he referred to them with such disdain.
"What happens when we have kids?! I'm not sure I can get married to someone as irresponsible as you!" He spoke and became silent feeling that he'd said the wrong thing.
Upon hearing this Taylor's brows furrowed. "Irresponsible?!" She repeated.
"How's saving lives irresponsible?" Taylor spoke tearing up.
"Lives?! You... You just!" He stepped on the gas pedal harder, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the steering wheel tightly.
Seeing how fast they were going, Taylor held onto her seat, "You going to get us killed, Mark!"
He immediately turned to her "At least then...."
"Watch out!" Taylor screamed and Mark subconsciously stepped on the breaks.
With a screech, the car came to a stop, but not after colliding against something.
"What was that?!" Mark asked as he stretched over the steering wheel to see what was hit.
Taylor quickly unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the door.
"Where are you going?" He asked alarmed, surprise Taylor dared open the door.
"You hit an animal!" She said concerned as she walked to the front of the car.
"An animal? Do you know what...?" His eyes widened as he began to sweat, looking at Taylor.
"Get in, Taylor!" He yelled unsure what to do.
On seeing its tail and hairy back, Taylor quickly rushed back to the car.
"What's it?" Mark asked ready to start driving.
"It's a dog!" She announced as she picked up her kit from the back of the car.
"So?!" Mark opened his hands agitated.
"I'm going to save it!" She said sternly looking at him and walking towards the front of the car.
Before she could get there, the dog bolted into the woods. With her kit, she chased after it.
"Taylor!" Mark yelled as he unbuckled his seatbelt.
She stood in at the edge of the road staring into the woods.
"Taylor, come back!" Mark yelled still too scared to open the door to get down.
"Taylor!" He yelled again.
"What?!" She yelled back with tears in her eyes.
"No animal can survive that impact. Are you happy? You just killed a dog!" She yelled at him.
Staring stupified, Mark looked at her wondering how and why he was ever attracted to her because of her passion for animals. Had he known she was this crazy, he never would have taken things further.
She picked out some pills from her kit and walked into the bushes gently.
"Tay!" Mark who was almost crying in confusion called. On one hand, he was angry at her and on the other he was worried.
She stopped and placed the pills on the floor making several weird sounds with her mouth.
After standing there for a few seconds she turned and was about to walk back to the car when something caught her skirt.
Shocked she turned back and found a branch stuck to it. In an attempt to get the skirt out of the branch, it tore, revealing a small of her lap.
Seeing this, Mark hit his forehead annoyed but unsure what to say.
With a sigh, she aggressively walked back into the car.
Mark just continued to stare at her, not sure how to express himself.
"Drive!" She said not even looking at his face.
After a sigh, he stepped on the gas pedal and they were back on the road.
Staring at the leaving car, a figure stepped out of the bushes holding a red piece of cloth in one hand and some pills in another.
What are you doing to me, Marvel?” He moaned in my ear, licking my earlobe, tracing his tongue down to my neck, and forcing out a little gasp of pleasure from my mouth. “How can you lock me in your quagmire?” I grinned as those words escaped from his mouth. Who could have believed that the great Alpha of the Matilda pack could accept a half-breed as his mate? It's absurd. I moaned, repositioning my body as his tongue licked my left nipple, and wrapped my leg around his naked body as his head buried deep into my breast. The warmth of his body made me go wide, and I could feel my body getting restless, enthusiastic to mate with him, waiting impatiently for him to mark me. It's something I have been dreaming about ever since he accepted me as his mate. I clung tightly to his body as if he would disappear like he did when the Voltrons came for his throne, and I licked his neck to make him more horny. As he traced his tongue down to my chest, all the way to my abdomen, I managed to pull my hand, which he had pinned to the bed-rest, smoothing his back to the tail of his medulla oblongata, and then smacking his buttocks. He scoffed, “You're so naughty.” “You taught me,” I remarked, rolling over him and positioning myself properly on top of him. I bent low a little, my naked body, huge boobs, and mouth touching his chest, and then I whispered into his ear, “Let's make a baby.”
Sarah's motherly and fatherly care towards Marvel made their bond stronger. Due to their prank and mischief, Sarah and Marvel rose in rank and they became queen of Valerie High school. They never stop pranking or frightening everyone including the principal, Mr Andrew Larson. Valerie high school is a place for all night-walking creatures. It consist of supernatural beings from all over New York. It is where they learn how to control their abilities. They will be also sent on missions by the school authorities which will make the school them with rank if they succeed. Sarah and Marvel believed that they will continue their pranks and mischief until their worst nightmare returned. Alpha Ray Reed Smith of Matilda coven and the next king to the throne of the Matilda. He did not have a mate and not bothered to find one. He enjoyed sleeping with other lunans or humans rather than searching for his mate. He was shattered when he discovered his mate is someone he did not like. His mate ends up becoming someone he dreads so much;Marvel. Sarah and Marvel ranked Alpha Rey Reed by destroying his shelter at Hudson river and dumping him in the Adirondack mountains. Alpha Rey Reed decided to fustrate the two beings by enrolling in the Valerie school and hiding his identity as an Alpha. Sarah goes missing. Alpha Rey Reed forgetting the past helped Marvel in search of her mother ; Sarah. Sarah was found. Sarah and Marvel reconciled and they fought their enemies who crossed their path.
"I need more Peter" My fingers held on to his bare back. "What did you say?" "Please Peter , fuck me hard. I want all of it." He kissed my forehead. "That's my girl." His voice husky *** Never in my wildest dreams would I have believed that the enemy to my happiness would be standing at the altar with me,still holding my hands. I watched as the man I had dedicated more than a year of my life to rejected me and chose someone I would have never guessed. And what was worse was that my father wanted nothing to do with me after the rejection and I ended up not too far from the bed of the man who had disgraced me; his flesh and blood. His twin brother!
I, Justin Larson reject you worthless, low-rank omega, as my mate and future Luna” Justin spoke out boldly in front of everyone. Nita an omega, the lowest rank of her pack was boldly rejected by the prince of her pack, because he felt irritated by her status, and picked someone else of a higher status as his mate. Nita feels humiliated, battered, and heartbroken and she goes to the bar and gets herself drunk. Being in a drunk state, she had a one-night stand with a stranger that she met in the bar. The next morning, she discovered that she slept with a stranger and decided to escape before the stranger could wake up. Unfortunately for her, the stranger already marked her scent and was coming to look for her, for he discovered through their lovemaking that she was his mate. Unknown to this, Nita sneaks back to the pack and continues to pretend everything is alright while trying to hide what happened between her and a stranger. But can it be hidden? A few weeks later, Nita starts to throw up, and in front of everyone, she discovers she is pregnant. As the crown prince began to hit her, he stepped in, the stranger she had a one-night stand with. Nita found out shocked, he was not just a stranger, he was the mighty, powerful Lycan king, and he was her second chance mate. Richard, the Lycan king, was here to take his mate home. Would Nita follow him, and would the crown prince of her pack allow her to, especially when he finds out she is a special kind of werewolf? Why don't you delve in with me, and find out?
Lovota Jacob is tricked into relocating across the nation in the midst of her junior year, and she will have no option but to prepare herself for the worst-case situation. For her, that's it; she has no other choice. To choose a better path for one's future, one must go outside of one's comfort zone, just like anybody else. Upon reaching the age of majority, her carefully laid-out intentions are swiftly destroyed by the godlike Lupus twins. Everything in her life has been flipped upside down. Lovota can't stop thinking about the twins, so she avoids them instead of spending time with them. For Lovota, the world has been flipped upside down, destroying everything she previously believed to be true.
For two years, Ashton had poured his heart into his marriage, yet Emalee's heart remained cold. Despite his dedication, Emalee presented him with divorce papers. She bluntly stated she could not remain married to a man whose net worth was less than a million dollars. Ashton signed the papers, closing one chapter of his life and stepping into a new beginning. Then, Ashton revealed his secret identities: a music mogul, a medical expert, and a martial arts master—each persona impressive enough to stun the world. As Ashton’s true capabilities came to light, Emalee was overwhelmed with deep regret.
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."
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
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.
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
Everyone thought Lorenzo truly loved Gracie, until the day of their daughter’s heart surgery. To Gracie’s utter shock, Lorenzo gave the precious organ needed by their child to another woman. Devastated, Gracie opted for a divorce. Fueled by her need for revenge, Gracie joined hands with Lorenzo’s uncle, Waylon, and orchestrated Lorenzo’s downfall. In the end, Lorenzo was left with nothing and consumed by remorse. He pleaded for a reconciliation. Gracie thought she was free to move on with her life, but Waylon held her back in a death grip. “Did you think you can just walk out on me?”