My legs grew extremely weak and I slumped to the floor. "Help." I yelled out to no one exactly. The one person I could trust in this crowd was the one killing me slowly. My consciousness sliped away from me gradually. The last thing I saw right before shutting my eyes close was Vance holding Nadia close, while I slowly wasted away. Talia's happily ever after ended abruptly as she couldn't satisfy Vance and he took a liking to her best friend, who is also her brothers mate. She is caught in a Web of conspiracy and pays the highest price, her life. But that is not all for her... Talia's rebirth in another body is the beginning of her second chance at life, love and Revenge. She has to go through fire and ice and has to do that as soon as possible, always being between a rock and a hard place. Would Talia be able to figure out her way with almost no memory of her past life and in very close contact with her enemies? Would she ever find love and learn to trust anyone? Find out in Her Moonlit Revenge.
Talia's POV
"I, Vance Grey, Alpha and leader of The Moonstone Pack,accept you, Talia Anderson, as my fated mate and Luna, to love and cherish, in wolf and man form, throughout both our lives." I hear Vances sey masculine voice weave through the lightly blowing breeze, howls can be heard from different corners in the pack. I love my pack so much. A loud howl, I'm guessing from Landon, my elder brother jolts me out of my reverie.
"I, Talia Livingston, am honored to be your Luna. I promise to love and respect you, Vance Grey, my Alpha and the rest of Moonstone Pack, to the best of my capacity." I see Landons proud smile, I'm also proud of myself, not many wolves in my pack like their fated mates as I do mine, and definitely none of them is fated to the Alpha of the pack.
Different pitches of collective howls are heard from various corners of the crowd, it's a very proud moment for me.
Vance looks proud, with the long black cloak exposing his sexily toned body. Various charms decorating his sunk-in neckline, exaggerating his jutting collarbone. Somehow, he has mastered keeping his wolf eye in human form
"Everyone!" Landon sizes the attention of all gathered, " we are outside here tonight, in the presence of the moon goddess to witness the union of our Alpha and his new Luna, my beloved sister. I have known Talia long before she knew herself..."
The pack burst into laughter, everyone was merry and tickled at the slightest of jokes, it was a wonderful ceremony. My best friend, Nadia, was cheering me on.
"She, no doubt, is the best fit for our most powerful Alpha Vance." Landon continues his speech. "I have been entrusted with her care since forever, the same effect she had on several other male wolves is what she had on our powerful Alpha." I kinda want to cut Landon right there, he never liked any of the wolves I had been with, but for the fact that they were present here, obliged by the Oath, to honor the Alphas wedding. "This is to their being together forever, in wolf and man form, as long as they both live. Under this moonlight and tree cover, most of all, the watchful eyes of the moon goddess, I swear my allegiance to Alpha Vance and his Luna, Talia."
The rest of the pack went wild with jubilation. I'm happy, but a little nervous.
I am the Alphas Luna, but there are stronger and more capable females.
However, Vance has given me nothing to be afraid of.
"I love you more than anything else." Vance tells me as he strips himself of all the accessories from our wedding.
"I love you too, Vance." I hear Kara whine and whimper in my head.
The pack had gone their separate ways, each one to their own business, most likely to meet on the next full moon.
The media must be wondering why billionaire Vance held a secret wedding with his pretty little fiance.
"Have you ever been on the rooftop?" Vance is still without clothes. The wedding was held under a canopy of trees behind his mansion, overlooking the gently flowing stream.
"Not yet." I say, putting on the lingerie he got me two months ago on my birthday.
"Come." Vance stretches his hand out, but it's not just his hand sticking at me. " Babe?" He brings me out of my imaginary world.
I understand the assignment, taking my clothes off, I catwalk to take his hand, butt naked.
"There's barely any female in the pack as sexy as you." He says as he leads me up the stairway, slapping my butt at irregular intervals, it's damn sexy and I don't want it to stop.
I keep giggling like I'm supposed to, I know my role as Luna, feed, feed, feed the Alphas ego.
We finally got to the top after several flights of stairs. Vance didn't fancy using the elevator.
In one quick swoop, he puts his muscular arms around me and turns me to face him. Our breaths moisten each other's faces.
He grips my two hands tightly behind me, giving me less room for movement.
"oooooooh." The sound escaped my lips before I could hold it back. His sexy full lips crash against mine, as if to flatten and destroy my mouth. The bristles of his low cut beards brushed against my cheeks.
His tougher keeps wrestling its way into my mouth, past my teeth.
I wish I could grit my teeth from all the sexiness this man was showing me but that was impossible as his tongue kept going back and forth, prodding mine to do the same. It was hot, sexy, moist and breathy the same time. Fireworks were going up in my head. Kara was proud of me, of us.
He took his hands off mine. I want to rub his body, hold his head, make him kiss me how I want to be kissed.
"Don't." He says in a low but firm tone.
I put my hands by my side, surrendering myself to his whims and caprices. His hand travels down uncharted territories in my body.
"Ever been felt this way?" His husky voices raps quickly
"No, no." That did it. I could see where all the blood in his body had rushed to, I was happy.
"Touch me." I didn't exactly make out what he said. Between kissing and sucking me, his words came out as grunts.
"How are you?" Vance asks. He's slipping out of bed, slowly dragging the duvet off my body while at it. I'm not used to waking up here, in this bed, this mansion.
"Heyyyy." The sun rays hit my face directly through the transparent glass. "You look sharp." He's already dressed in a work suit, ready to dash out I presume.
He crosses the room over to me and kisses my forehead.
"Vance Inc. needs me." He says in response to the quizzical frown on my face.
He comes over to my forehead and leans to kiss me.
"Alex." I hear a voice in my head call Vance's wolf. It couldn't be him, it sounded like a females, a little too familiar.
Emily never imagined herself caught between not one, but three irresistible alphas. After Damon, her first love, broke her heart to protect his power, she swore off the dangerous, possessive world of werewolves. But when she's forced back into his life, Emily finds herself tangled not just with him-but with two other powerful men who have their own dark reasons for wanting her by their side. Damon, the ruthless billionaire who rejected her but now won't let her go, is determined to make her his. Then there's Adrian, the brooding, enigmatic alpha who sees through her defenses and ignites a fire she can't deny. And finally, there's Lucas, the charming rogue with a deadly smile, who promises her freedom if only she'll join his pack instead. Each man claims a piece of her heart, each drawing her into their own seductive, dangerous world. But Emily has a rule: no one owns her-not even the alphas who'd burn down their kingdoms to keep her. As rivalries, dark secrets, and brutal betrayals threaten to tear their world apart, Emily must decide: will she give herself to one, or will she defy every rule in the pack and choose them all? In a world of alphas, she's about to prove that one woman's heart is wild enough to conquer them all.
Clarity was better. "I'll be gone in the morning." I said quietly. It was sometime between two and three am. We both sat, lost in our own thoughts, my body shamelessly yearning for his comfort, when I'd just broken his heart. I kept sobbing quietly cause there was no stopping the tears that stemmed from a place of pain and guilt. Three times, three solid times, I stopped myself from lurching at his feet. I wanted to be held by him, but even though the distance between us, physically, was so small, we were more than miles apart emotionally. What terrified me more than the look on his face was what was going through his mind. Emma has caught the attention of the playboy in school, who happened to be the sexiest bully, and her Stepbrother.... They battle webs of secrets and lies, from friends and family, and finally, their own ego and desires. Chase wants to be Emma's last 'Goodnight' and her first 'Good morning', so does Kevin. Can he battle the insane attraction she has for Kevin, whom she had unfinished business with? Will Chase throw in the towel and let the rich tech guy swoon his girl? Will Emma ever forgive Chase's betrayal and indifference? Are their issues even solvable? Find out in the fast paced Falling For My Stepbrother 1
"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?
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.
"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."
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"