Alpha Zadok is a ruthless Alpha and King of the Roman pack. After a betrayal from the witches that saw to the killing of his parents and close extermination of his people, he retaliates and eradicates the entire witch clan in his territory. After the extermination, he is met with the cruel reality of the fact that he has been placed with a curse that hinders him from sensing his mate. When an unsuspecting and powerless witch gets teleported to the wrong location and kills a wolf in her wake, Zadok is breathing fire and ready to kill. What happens when he finds out she just might be the salvation of his pack, and ultimately, his mate? ****** Ithra is a powerless witch from the Celts clan of witches. When her coven and home is threatened by a hole in the forcefield that protects her people from the underworld, she must embark on a journey to save her clan. A spell gone wrong lands her into the wrong location, and eventual trouble at the hands of a ruthless Alpha. With a goal to save her community, and a destiny she cannot avoid, what happens when she falls in love with the greatest enemy of her kind?
ITHRA
"She's cursed."
I hear people whisper around me as I head to my mother, walking through the pathway created just for me.
"It's about time she left us, she's nothing but a stain, a weakness." Another voice said, but I didn't care to know who it was.
I was a witch without powers. The shame of the Celts Coven witches, and a curse to my people.
"Ithra. We don't have all day, Come forward." My mother, and the enchantress of the coven spoke from her seat, barely containing her disgust and impatience towards me.
I presented myself in front of her, getting on my knees as I awaited her final decision concerning me.
"Don't make this harder than it needs to be. I've harbored you in our midst for the past 20 years of your life! You should be grateful for an opportunity to pay back what you owe."
I couldn't believe my mother was saying this to me in public. She usually said it to me in the confines of our house, or in the dark corners of my room, who knew she'd finally grow a limb to make an open show of her scorn towards me?
"I understand that I have been a burden on the Celts witches for the longest period of time, and I will pay back your kindness however possible." I replied with gritted teeth.
"Yes!"
"About time." Murmurs from the crowd of warlocks ensued.
" Enough!" That was my mother, "I don't want to hear anything from anyone." She warned, fire brimming in her eyes. Sharply, she turned to me. "Good. There is something you can do to help this coven thrive." She started.
"You must go to the dark forest." She announced and gasps were heard in the camp.
"W-what?" I stuttered, unable to believe my ears.
"You heard me right. The only way you can redeem yourself of all you owe is by going to the dark forest and getting us the ghost orchid that grows at the thick of it." She lectured without sparing me a glance.
I almost lost my voice, "what do you mean go to the dark forest? You and I know that any witch that enters into the forest will be reduced to a pile of dust! It's not welcoming to our kind." I reminded her, but something told me she was well aware. "Don't you know that sending me to the dark forest is sending me to my death?"
"Oh stop whining, Ithra!" My sister, Morgan, said from her seat, "You can't call yourself a witch if you don't have powers. Instead of whiling away time and burdening others with your presence, why not be of use to us for once?" She got on her feet and continued;
"Every single warlock has dedicated their lives and powers to ensure that the Celts Coven remain unharmed for the last 12 years. You are alive today because of the forcefield we created to keep every beast away. As you can see, the forcefield is weak and we need stronger properties if it's going to last us the next 10 years."
I cut her off, anger brewing inside me, "And the only solution you were able to come up with is to send me to the dark forest? I have witch blood flowing through my veins, Morgan! Whether or not I have powers wouldn't stop me from getting killed the moment I step foot in there."
With my protests, the people grew angry.
"Who do you think you are?! You are of no value to us! It's better if you get killed for a noble cause than be alive for nothing!"
"Such a selfish person! She should be stoned to death!"
"Kill her!"
"ENOUGH." My mother said, putting a stop to the growing agitation. With her eyes trained on me, she said, "Do not forget your place, Ithra. I am your mother, as well as the head of this coven. I will not take any disrespect or misbehavior from you. Do you understand?"
I remained silent, daring and unbending. I knew I had a debt to pay for my powerlessness and inability to make a great impact to the stability of the Celts Coven, and I have dedicated my life to doing everything to cover for my incapabilities, but nothing seemed to be enough.
"Do not let me repeat myself Ithra, do you understand what you have to do?" She asked in a firm tone.
"You are sending me to my death." I stated, holding back tears. "Do you hate me that much because I don't have powers? Is that how invaluable I am to you?"
She got up and walked closer to me, "No my dear , you have become quite valuable to me." Her tone hardened, and she pushed me to the floor. "Just trust me and get going already!"
She turned to Morgan and ordered, "Do it now!"
Within a second, I was pushed by an invisible hand into a black hole and the next thing I saw, I landed on the floor, in the woods.
Afraid to move, I remained on the floor, gauging my surroundings. Was this the dark forest? I pondered with fear.
Gathering up courage, I sat up slowly, and eventually got on my feet. Seeing I was still alive, I took it as a good sign and proceeded to take a step, only to be stopped by the sound of a voice.
"What do we have here?" The voice said, and it wasn't friendly.
Scared to the bones, I turned around and my eyes collided with two gray ones.
"Witch." He snarled after sniffing the air, and immediately bared his fangs.
It didn't take long before I realized I was surrounded. I wasn't in the dark forest, something must have gone wrong with whatever spell they used on me.
"I see you have no fear, crossing over to my territory, witch." Another voice emerged, bringing shivers down my spine.
For some reason, every sense in me urged me to run away. He smelt like death, in its raw and most painful form. When my eyes connected with his, I saw the infamous scar that ran through his bloodshot eyes, and knew I was done for.
It was the cursed Alpha, Exterminator of the witches, and King of the BloodMoon pack.
Zadok Kir Roman.
"Welcome to hell, witch." He said with a smirk that immediately turned sour, "Seize her!" He ordered, and like a propelling force, the men beside him attacked me like the ravenous wolves they were.
Just when I thought it was over, a voice rang in the air, stopping their advancement towards me.
"Don't harm her! She's the Chosen one!" A feminine voice said.
Before I could grasp what was going on, I felt a hit on my head and everything went black.
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents, she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corps. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafeal's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's Nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!
Naledi’s family was destroyed by the Cosa Nostra Mafia group - also known as the Italian pack. She escaped alone as a child and was trafficked by the Yakuza Mafia pack. She soon learns to take care of herself in the dark world of crime and becomes a hired assassin under the pack that trafficked her - burning with a thirst for revenge for her murdered pack. Things take another turn when she escapes being raped by the Alpha, leaving him half dead and runs away with a bounty on her head. She travels to another territory where she steals from the pack leader and is made to work for five years as an assassin to repay her debt. On the final day of her service, Naledi is forced to attend a mating ball, where she meets Alpha Caellum - The head of the Cosa Nostra pack, her enemy’s son, and more importantly, her mate. Another little detail? Alpha Caellum can’t be rejected.
Deloise Tanner has only ever wanted one thing - to pursue her dreams as a professional actress. When her single mother, who believes entertainment to be a waste of time refuses to let her go through that path, she is torn between forfeiting her dreams or losing her only living family. The dynamics changes when she gets an opportunity to achieve her dreams but does so without the knowledge of her mother. As she juggles the double life of an actress and supposed law school student, she is overtaken by a web of love, lies, deceit and blasts from the past.
Emma Steele is a closeted shoe designer and heir of her father's shoe company. After her father's death, her step mother and sister deceived her into signing off her rights to the company and working behind closed doors while her sister took the credit. Everything goes wrong when she is made to watch her long term boyfriend get engaged to her sister on the night of her birthday. Unknown to her, she was being arranged by her step mother and sister to become the wife of Mr Braxton, who suffers severe anger management issues, while her life's work is used for their selfish interest. Mr Braxton returns home drunk after discovering his inheritance as the sole heir to Braxton International was being threatened by a clause to marry a Lady from the Steele household. He meets an unconscious and beautiful Emma in bed, and they spend the night together. The next day, a contract was drawn up; To become Mrs Braxton for three years in a no affection marriage in exchange for 20 billion dollars!
The kiss grew more passionate as he felt her warm supple body pressing against his chest. He couldn't believe how soft she was. He was gentler this time, making love to her with a slow, languorous pace, pausing now and then to check the expression on her face. Kira was. transported. She no longer felt the fabric of the sheets underneath her. One moment, she was floating in the air, cuddled by cotton candy clouds. The next, she'd become one with a dinghy, bobbing up and down with the undulating waves. His scent enveloped her. He was on top of her, using his arms to support his weight and avoid crushing her. She snuggled up closer to him, safe and snug, cocooned in his warmth. Kira had always marvelled at Austyn's stamina, but he outdid himself tonight. In the midst of overwhelming rapture, Kira still had the presence of mind to broach the subject she'd been meaning to bring up. 'My dad's medical bills.' Austyn paused. He frowned as he looked into those beseeching eyes. 'It'll be taken care of by the end of business day tomorrow,' he said with a bit of an edge in his voice. Kira breathed out. ****** She is a 21-year-old college student who dreams of becoming a journalist. He is the heir of the McCarthy family and president of a business empire. She is bright-eyed and vivacious, a glass-half-full kind of gal. When life throws her a curveball, she knocks it out of the park. He is the archetypal alpha male, aggressive and domineering. Endowed with both brains and brawn, he steamrolls over his enemies and rules his company with an iron fist. The two would never have crossed paths if not for a cruel twist of fate. Kira's world was turned upside down when her father was hospitalised after a car accident. The medical bills were astronomical. Austyn McCarthy offered her a way out. The price: becoming his contract wife. At night, he consummated their marriage but called out another woman's name. Who was she? Why did Austyn marry Kira if he was in love with someone else? Kira was his lawful wife, but she had no right to ask these questions. Then one day, the woman showed up in front of her.
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
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."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?