Mia, an omega without the wolf gene, endures years of torment and bullying by the Lycan King's triplets. Left for dead after being framed and beaten by them, she is saved by a witch who trains her in ancient magic. Now, seven years later, Mia returns with a revenge plan that could unleash darkness in the world. But a twist awaits-the news of her true identity and the fact that her biggest bully, the ruthless eldest son of the Lycan King, is her mate. As secrets unravel, Mia faces a choice: continue on her quest for vengeance or embrace love for peace. What path will she choose? A gripping tale of power, revenge, and an unexpected bond in a world on the brink of chaos.
My alarm clock rang aggressively for the third time, awakening me from the amazing sleep I was enjoying.
Groaning loudly, I stretched my hand to reach out for the clock by my bedside, whilst my face remained planted on the pillow.
My nose twitched when I found nothing.
Still, I let my hand wander, whilst my mind calculated the distance that has always been between my clock and my bed. My face scrunched in unbelief and frustration after a few minutes of wandering when my hands came up with nothing.
Groaning again, I opened my eyes, not having any other choice, the scrunched lines on my face relaxing when I saw my mother standing close to my bed, a short smile on her face, my alarm clock held safely in her hands.
"I still don't understand your grudge against mornings, especially during school days. Worse, you are keeping the clock from doing its work. Get up Mia. Today is just Wednesday; you still have two more school days to go before the weekend. Don't give up yet.'' I heard her state and sighed tiredly.
"Can I sit back today? I can feel a fever coming." I pleaded with a pout on my lips, sitting up on my bed.
And really, there was a fever coming. I was already feeling the jitters, the result of being submerged in the school's pool for more than three hours.
But Mrs Sharon didn't know that, and doesn't need to know that.
"No, you can't. That trick wouldn't be working on me again." My mother replied, putting down the alarm clock on its rack.
I knew that her just concluded statement had been because of the incident last week.
Tuesday, last week, I had faked a fever and had managed to stay home, to avoid the day's bully reserved for me.
Unfortunately, I had quit the bed sheets and strolled up to the sitting room to watch the TV when everyone was out.
I hadn't expected that my mother would be coming back soon to pick up something that she had forgotten at home, and so, I had turned on the music channel, and worse, increased its sound to the highest volume, dancing with all my might to the songs, obviously celebrating my freedom from being away from school for a day, and perhaps that had been the reason why I hadn't heard her come in.
She had been aghast and terribly annoyed that I had lied to her. But if she knew what her precious daughter was facing in school, perhaps she would have let me stay, or would have paid some tutors to home-school me.
But alas, telling her would be subjecting her to lots of thinking, and I didn't want to trouble her with my problems. She already had enough with my two elder siblings who seem to see me as an outcast because of my wolflessness.
Yes. My name is Mia and I am the only wolfless girl in my pack. I am also an omega, or so they say. I am actually beginning to doubt that I am even a werewolf, since my mother is the only one that seems to like me in the whole pack.
I once asked if I had a different father, because her mate, my father, treated me like the rest of the pack; Like an eyesore, a pariah.
However she had laughed it off, and had cited that I was rather overthinking, before changing the topic of discussion. But I knew that I wasn't overthinking; my mind had never been clearer.
A snap of the finger in front of my face, brought me back to the present. It seemed to my beloved mother that I had zoned out. I do it alot these days.
Well, you can't blame a girl for trying to hide in the safe zone of her mind where she is in control of the scenarios that her mind creates and distributes, something I definitely don't have in the real world.
"What are you thinking about? Get your lazy ass out of the bed now! Breakfast is ready. So, take your bath and hurry out of here. Your siblings are almost done with breakfast and they will soon be off. Be fast, so that you can secure a ride with them." My mother stated before turning around on her heels and walking out of the room.
When she left, I exhaled heavily, wishing a spirit of sickness would just infiltrate me now. Even though I hated being sick, I preferred that to going to my lame school, especially today. Today could be tagged doomsday for me.
Taking in a deep breath , I got up from my bed, and trudged to my bathroom, to freshen up myself, not wanting anyone to call me out again.
After I was done, I threw on an oversized polo and oversized jeans, finishing off the weird look with nike boots and a baseball cap.
I didn't even check myself out in the mirror, never thought it mattered since for some reason my siblings think that I am fat and ugly, before strolling out of my room to the dining table.
We might be omegas but we still lived off well compared to other omegas from neighboring packs.
Our Alpha, a lycan, was a benevolent king, only to his pack and colonies though. I have heard horrifying tales about him and his conquests. No wonder, he had had three demons as sons.
I hissed when I got to the dining room, unable to stop myself, when I thought of the three boys who appointed themselves as my lords. This act of course attracted the attention of the people on the table.
"Mia, what is the meaning of that? You think that the food we are eating is trash?" My father, Oliver, asked out aloud, hostility ringing his voice, hostility which died down when my mother tapped him gently on his hand.
"I'm sorry, Dad." I said with my head hung low, and my hands clasped in front of me, biting my lips when I heard my sister scoff.
"It's okay, Mia. Sit down. You are already late for school." My mother mentioned, and I nodded, before pulling out a chair, and sitting down. We were having a simple breakfast; waffles , eggs and bacon.
So, how could my father say that the reason why I had hissed was because I loathed the food? They were like my favorite breakfast pile.
However I wasn't surprised. He never knows anything about me.
"I Emma DRACKSON, hereby, reject you, Derek, Alpha of the Blue Moon's Pack as my mate." Derek's eyes twitched, and his fists balled, but Emma was far from being done. "Don't ever search for me for whatever reason. I never want to see you again all the days of my life. If I ever find any of your people spying on me, I will kill them, or better, I will burn them alive. Do you understand what I just said?" She asked when she was done. But Derek was mute. Melvina tried talking, but Emma shut her up with a wave of her hand." I'm disappointed in you, Melvina. So, keep shut." She stated in anger, not minding the murmurings from the crowd. She knew why, but she didn't care.Melvina wasn't her Luna.****Emma, a 17 years old gutsy teenager is shipped off to southern England by her Dad to complete her college studies; a strategic punishment to tame her wild behavior. On reaching there, she discovers that half of the campus population were paranormal creatures, she thought only existed in comic books and novellas. She also discovered that she wasn't really her father's daughter, but was kept by him because of an oath made to a hidden lover. What happens when she uncovers the fact that she wasn't the average human girl, rather a fulfilled prophecy; a reincarnated queen mated to an Alpha wolf. What path does she choose when she is rejected by the Alpha wolf in the face of grueling circumstances?
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."
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The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
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Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"