"Don't tell me you don't want this, Damon. How can you deny our bond?" Clary said. "We both know we are meant to be together. You can't fight it forever. We both know that we are mates." "No, don't say it; it's not possible." Damon said it with a wince. "You know we can't be together, and I don't want this, Clary. I don't want you." "I Damon William's an Alpha with royal blood is rejecting you, Clary. Goodbye.". "No! Please don't do this, Damon. Please, I will wait for you all my life. How can you do this to me? You are rejecting me just because I am mixed blood, just because I am not a royal blood Omega." Clary growled; her Omega is hurting from inside. "Don't say it, Clary," Damon said with a wince. "You know we can't be together! Do you think I don't want this? That every cell of my entire body isn't fighting to get to you? That it doesn't rip my heart out to walk away from you, from what we could be? We... can't...were from two different worlds." "We are not Damon." "No, we can't; you're mixed blood, and I'm a true Alpha. You know it's not allowed. If we mate, then another war will start. Remember the curse, Clary." Damon said as he stared at the floor, unable to look his mate in the eye. "Then you should know, I will not give up," Clary said, staring her Alpha in the eye when Damon's head snapped up. "You and me, Damon, we are both going to change the stupid rule, and we are going to show them the stupid curse does not exist in the very first place." Damon and Clary came from two different worlds. Damon came from a royal family where true Alpha, Beta, and Omega were born (they are basically the original's). Their blood is not mixed with humans' and other spices. And Clary is mixed-blood, Omega. According to royal rules, they can't mate with mixed blood, even if it turns out to be their mate. There was a war between them whenever they tried to mate, and that's why their ancestor started calling their mating curse, the curse which Moon Goodness gave them herself. It's really true? Or just a made-up story so they can protect the family legacy. Clary will do anything to know the truth. What about Damon? Did he ever accept Clary as his mate? And what happens when he sees what exactly happens to those who reject their mate for the sake of their legacy? "We will protect them all, and we will protect our love. From now on, no one will get hurt in the name of legacy."
Damon stared down at the text message on his phone for the third time, frowning as he read the words from his boss. He threw it on his desk, leaned back in his chair, and scrubbed his hands over his eyes. She couldn't be serious! He sat up with a sigh and stared around at his new office, wondering what the hell he'd gotten himself into.
He thought back to the conversation he'd had with Jasmine James.
"We need somebody for both positions; you're more than qualified for them," Jasmine said as she poured the tea.
"What exactly is going on in the city?" Damon asked as he took the cup from her hands, holding his hand up when she offered him the small jug of milk.
"It's a mess; I had no choice but to remove the head; he was running the station into the ground," Jasmine said with a sigh. "It's all-out war, Damon," she said, placing her cup on her desk and leaning forward, her head in her hands.
"When was the last time you got any sleep?" Damon asked, concerned for his friend. She looked tired, as if she hadn't slept in weeks. "You're taking on too much. You need to delegate; you're going to make yourself ill if you continue to worry like this," he said, resting his hand on top of hers on the desk and giving it a quick squeeze. As an Alpha female, if it had been anyone else that had made that move, she would have torn their hands clean off. Only the fact that they had been friends for fifteen years saved his hand.
"Damon, I'm the leader of our Royal Wolf community; it's my job to worry," Jasmine said with a tired smile. "What am I supposed to do? I have no inquisitor and nobody to run the city station. On top of that, I have a war with the mixed-blood Wolf's and other creatures on all fronts; none of their leaders will meet with me, and I have the Royal Wolf trying to revolt and come for my job at every turn," she said, scrubbing her hands through her hair in a very uncharacteristic show of frustration.
"Ha, I'd pay to watch that!" Damon said with a grin, "You would annihilate anyone that came at you. You are the leader for a reason, Jasmine; there isn't a single royal wolf that can best you in combat or an Alpha that would stand a chance against you," he said with a chuckle.
"Damon, I could activate every cell on my body, and I still wouldn't have a hope in hell against you," Jasmine said as she stared at him incredulously. "We both know you can put me on my ass with three moves; I'm only the leader because you refused it," she said with a grin at the expression on his face.
"Am I in charge of the entire community?" Damon asked with a shudder of horror, "It was bad enough heading up the multitude of stations I've already had to deal with; you think I want to be responsible for the entire tribe of idiots? Internal politics, squabbling Alphas, and a dagger in the back at every turn? No thanks; you can keep it. I have enough power within the leadership as it is; I don't want any more," he said, chuckling when she just rolled her eyes at him.
"I have a suggestion, if I may?" Damon said as he set his cup aside, having finally come to a decision. "Why don't you make Jack the new leader? You know he's fair and respected by just about everyone. He chafes at being stuck in another city, and he would make a powerful ally," he said.
"He wants the position less than you do," Jasmine said, her eyebrows practically in her hairline. "I asked him already, and he flat-out refused," she said with a frown.
"That's why he would be perfect; he's probably the only one aside from me that won't come for your job," Damon said. "Anyway, that was six months ago; a lot of things can change in six months," he said with a wink, pouring himself a second cup before topping Jasmine's cup up.
"If you are referring to that... debacle with the werewolf and Valeria Ravencroft..." Jasmine said, the cogs starting to turn in her head as she thought about how to entice him into accepting the position.
"Just order Jack to accept," Damon said, reading her thoughts on her face. "That way he can save face; you have an inquisitor, and Jack can escape his problems," he said, laughing as she sat there, practically rubbing her hands at the idea.
"Thank you, Damon; I knew there was a reason we were friends," she said as she pulled her phone out and fired off a quick text to Jack, ordering him back to the Gard. "Wait, if Jack takes the inquisitor position, who's going to take over the SA station?" she asked, almost slamming her head against her desk as a whole pile of new worries settled over her. She couldn't stop the growl that rumbled through her chest.
"I don't envy your job." Damon chuckled. "Jenny has been chomping at the bit for a promotion. I think she's ready, and she's already there. Make her the head and Ally her second. They might as well run it together," he said, grinning when Jasmine's head shot up.
"I need a mated pair," Jasmine said, the Alpha in her tone clear as her frustration slipped through the cracks of her self-control. "The rest of them won't follow anyone but an Alpha and Omega that are mated! You did a great job, Damon, but without the right leadership, the station will revert to what it was before you dealt with them," she said.
"Haven't you heard?" Damon asked, surprise coloring his tone when he saw the question on her face. "Mike claimed Emma last month; she's already pregnant. How have you not heard? If there's one thing the Royals like more than bickering and squabbling with mixed blood wolves, it's gossiping," he said, both of them bursting into fits of laughter at his understatement.
"They gossip like old female wolves!" Jasmine said, howling. "Thanks to Luna, we were shoved into training together. I don't know what I would do without you, Damon. You've saved my ass yet again," Jasmine said, wiping the tears from her eyes before fixing her gaze on him. "Does this mean what I think it means?" she asked him hopefully.
"You need a mated pair for SA but not Nigaland?" Damon asked her, reigning his expression in and shutting down his internal wince when he reminded himself that he hadn't found a mate yet. How do you get to the age of twenty-eight and not find your mate? He asked himself bitterly. He had accepted that he would be one of those Alphas whose other half was lost to them and that he or she must have died. You do not get to his age and not find your mate, especially if you are as widely traveled as him. Everyone he had grown up with had already been mated for ten years, and here he was, doomed to spend his life alone. He had accepted it, but that didn't mean the thought didn't shatter his heart into a thousand pieces and scrape at his soul like a rusty blade.
"Mike and Jenny are barely out of training. They might have the potential to become great leaders, but they need each other if they are to keep that rabble under control," Jasmine said, leaning back in her chair and folding her arms as she studied her oldest friend. "Whereas you could take on half of the Nigaland station on your own and walk away without a scratch. You're a powerful Alpha, Damon; you don't need a Beta or an Omega to run that place," she said, watching as he sat ramrod straight in his chair, his face an emotionless void. She hated it when he closed himself off like that, something he did far too often.
"Don't underestimate yourself, my friend," Jasmine said when she saw a sad frown crack his hardened exterior. "You earned the respect of even the most hardened Wolf veterans when you overhauled the other station. If it weren't for you, it would have been all-out war with the mixed-bloos wolf. That's why I need you there; they are a mess. And who knows, maybe you will find your mate in Nigaland," she said gently, watching his shoulders slump as his face crumpled for a second. He reigned it in, but not before she saw it. It broke her heart that if anyone deserved to be happy, it was Damon.
"You're far too shrewd for my own good," Damon said with a sigh. "I'll take it on one condition: you pull my best friend from the London station and promote her to my second. It's been far too long since we've been together, and I've missed her. If I'm to take on that shower of shite, I'm going to need her, just for the comic relief if nothing else," he said with a chuckle. "You owe me this much, Jasmine; if I hadn't been stuck in Australia for the last year, we would have been together, as it should be. She's my best friend," he said.
"Done!" she said, pulling her phone out and firing off another text. She waited a moment, smiling when she read the reply. "It's going to take her a week to find someone to take over her combat training classes, but after that, Moni is all yours," she said, grinning at the first true smile she had seen from him in a long time.
"Excellent!" Damon said, jumping to his feet and making his way over to the secret drink stash she kept in the cabinet behind her desk. "May we celebrate by getting extremely inebriated?" he inquired as he closed the door with a swung of the doorknob with one hip. He was holding a couple of bottles in his hand.
"Only if you make me one of your martinis," Jasmine said, laughing when he spun around, a bottle of Gin in one hand and a bottle of vodka in the other.
Sweet innocent and adorable Jasmine just transfer into a new school where she meets someone special. She also makes some special friends. But her dark past is still hunting her, and it came back for her. On the other hand, her family hates her without knowing the truth. Will she able to face her past again and know a big truth which nearly cost her everything. Brandon is a famous bad boy, smart confident. But what happens when he fell in love for an awkward person. Will he about to protect her for all the bad things happening to her. "Let me tell you one thing, if you touch her again, I will f**king kill you and you know very well no one can do shit. She is mine and no can touch what's mine."
The Small town of Moon-Land has a tradition that is as old as the town itself, The Mating Run. At the end of the last day of school, all graduating students (18 years old) and any un-mated wolf that are between 18 and 21 are forced to attend the event. The Mating Run is like a big debutant ball for most. But far less fancy, held in a forest and with wolves instead of people in fine attires. Rose James is stuck going one last time to the dreaded event, but she knows that she won't find her mate. Because she doesn't want Alpha mate at all. "I am just going to live my life and too bad if I don't find a mate because I really don't need one. Look how Mom and Dad turned out. They mated with someone who wasn't really their mate and now they are cheating and arguing all the time. If I have to choose between being single and that, I am going to stick to the single life." "You could at least keep an open mind to meeting someone. It doesn't have you be at the Mating Run". "First don't get me started on that stupid event and it's stupider rule and second I don't want anyone, no Alpha, beta or anyone and last no one can change my mind". Rose grumbled.
Arrange marriage between the youngest Smith and the only son of Baywood. Brings nothing but chaos. Where Angela wants her husband to love him and endures his cold behavior. Sebestian is not interested in their marriage rather than only fulfilling their wedding night. Things are start getting worse day by day, but Angela still try hard. At last, when she became pregnant, she though she will be fine, and it does but just for sometimes. Sebestian doesn't come home anymore, doesn't care for their daughter or him for that matter, and Angela doesn't know how much longer she can take of this. She tries, try harder. But then. She leaves... Six years of pain is too much for her. Before Sebestian can say anything, Angela closes her eyes and says, "This is going to take a long time to fix." "That's okay," says Sebestian, after a long pause where the words got jumbled up in his throat and the wind chatters his teeth. "I'll wait.
Alpha Jones flees to parts unknown leaving his daughter, omega Ammy, destitute and homeless. Jia Will reaches out to her and offers to bring her along to social events in the hopes of attracting an alpha husband. Ammy accepts despite the cold reception her childhood love, alpha Sebestian, gives her. At the biggest party of the season hosted by alpha Jason, Ammy accidentally stumbles upon Sebestian and Jason in a passionate embrace. Society scorns alpha/alpha pairings and desperate to avoid exposure, Jason offers Ammy a large sum of money for her silence. "Just take this money and don't say a single word to anyone." Ammy would never have outed the two lovers but with the amount of money Jason is offering, Ammy can finally be free. Her future is suddenly her own, no knothead husband to hold her down and she plans to run away and start a family on her own terms, far away from the influence of her father's reputation. As the three grow closer and feelings change, can the two alphas convince Ammy that the love she dreams of is closer than she thinks? "Why you guys' even wants me? I thought I am just an omega." "We are sorry, can you please give us a chance?" Ammy looks towards her ex-best friend who treating her like she is nothing but waste of space. "NO."
Clary has been alone since she was five years old. Her mother leaves her, and the people she should call family abandoned her and mistreated her. She never knew what family was or what love was; she never experienced familial love or bonding. She grew up in an unhealthy environment, but then she meets her husband, Damon William. Who loves her like a crazy lunatic? Damon saw Clary at the cafe and developed an unhealthy obsession with her. He went crazy for her. They met by mistake, and he fell in love with her; that was a mistake. And Clary thought she could leave him; that was a mistake. Everything had been a mistake. Clary had made a mistake when she thought she could have a normal relationship. Damon William is the biggest mistake in her life. "I don't think I will let you go after this," Damon said, looking down at the struggling woman with wicked eyes. "Maybe I can make you fully mine if I try hard enough. I haven't had a strong and pretty woman like you in a long time. It will be so fun to see you break slowly." Clary's heart, body, soul, and freedom belonged to Damon. This was a fact. And even a year later, when she had two children with him, he still kept her lock inside the house. But Clary thought it was enough. So, she takes one small step and starts her own business. But what happened when her crazy husband knew about this? And what about her family? Why is her stepsister actually showing interest in her husband? "Do you know how your mother died?" Damon asks her with a smirk on his face. "What? What the hell, Damon?" Clary asks with wide eyes. "Oh, my baby, you have no idea. But don't worry, I will make sure your family gets what they deserve, especially your stepsister and stepmother." Clary knows her husband has already planned something for her family. But she still doesn't understand what her husband is saying about her mother. Her mother
Some days Allen feels the weight of every single one of her years, a bone-deep tiredness that makes her struggle to remember why she even bothers. Allen has gone through so much in her life and hates being an Omega. Allen, a single Omega mother, works on many multiple jobs so she can feed herself and her pup, she abandoned by her mate and pack years ago. Unknown to her mate, Allen had fallen pregnant. She was impregnated by an Alpha whom she married years ago, who later decided Allen wasn't worth it. "I already told you; I love someone else, but you still choose to marry me and even seduce me to mate with you. Now it's not my fault. I, Damon Will Alpha of Moonland rejects you, Allen Wood. I break our marriage and our bond in front of my pack and my family." After rejection Allen leaves everyone, especially when she finds out she is pregnant. She raises her child alone. But when her son Alex grew persistent and begged to learn more about his father and even find out about his father and even meet with him, Allen had no choice but to tell her son about her past. About how she survived an 'Arrange Marriage with a Cruel Alpha.' And what happens when she meets her ex-Alpha again? Is he still the cruel Alpha who destroys her life, or does he change? "I always thought I could fight with anyone, but when I look at you, I know I can't, but only if I fought for you years ago." "Our bond is already broken; you can be my pup father, but you can never be my mate again, nor my husband." The story is about a broken Omega who wants nothing but to protect her child and an Alpha who wants his family back. With many truths and mysteries unfolding in front of them,
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
Elodie took a deep breath and knocked, the sound echoing in the quiet corridor. A moment of silence passed, broken only by the pounding of her heart. Finally, the door snicked open, revealing a surprised Dashiell. 'Can't you see the Do Not Disturb sign? We don't want-' His initial frown quickly morphed into confusion at the sight of his wife. 'What are you doing here?' he demanded. 'Your girlfriend invited me,' Elodie replied, her voice laced with icy calm. She tried to peer past him, but his broad frame blocked the view. A saccharine voice chimed in from within the room. 'Elodie? Oh dear, we didn't mean for you to find out this way. It's just that-' Elodie cut her short. 'Oh please, Selene. Spare me the fake apologies. You wouldn't have sent me all those texts if you didn't want me to know.' Dashiell shifted uncomfortably, his face a mask of annoyance. 'What texts?' Elodie stepped past him, taking in the luxurious suite with a sardonic smile. The king-sized bed, the scattered rose petals, the lingering scent of sex – it all painted a vivid picture of their betrayal. She looked up at Dashiell, her gaze unwavering. 'I want a divorce.' ****** Dashiell lived a life of luxury, surrounded by the best things money could buy. But when a car accident left him vulnerable, he met Elodie, a seemingly ordinary woman who nursed him back to health. Mistaking her for just another employee, Dashiell entered into a loveless marriage with her solely for convenience. However, fate had a different script in store. Elodie, the 'ordinary nurse,' held a secret more precious than any diamond: she was the sole heiress to Northstar, a vast and powerful enterprise. Unaware of her true identity, Dashiell cast her aside when his ex-girlfriend returned, leaving Elodie humiliated. But Elodie was not one to be easily broken. She shed the facade of the meek nurse, reclaiming her rightful inheritance and stepping into the role of Northstar's CEO. Now, the woman Dashiell discarded was the one holding the reins of power. As Elodie thrives in her new role, Dashiell is consumed by regret. He finally sees Elodie for the extraordinary woman she truly is, realising the depth of his mistake. But will his remorse be enough to win back the heart he so carelessly discarded?
Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!
Five years ago, Alessia La Rosa's life took a drastic turn when, suffering from memory loss, she wed to Dominic Carter under her grandfather's mysterious arrangement. But their marriage was a facade, bringing her only humiliation and heartache as Dominic showed no love, and she couldn't conceive. Upon discovering Dominic's infidelity, Alessia sought liberation through divorce. Yet, fate had more in store for her. Five years later, spurred by an anonymous email hinting at her lost child's whereabouts, she returns to the city with her twin babies in tow, determined to uncover the truth. As she navigates the tangled web of her past, a surprising twist awaits. Dominic, upon meeting her again, finds himself drawn to the woman she has become, unaware of her true identity as his former wife. Little does he know, the woman he's falling for is not only his ex-wife but also a powerful Doctor and Master Hacker.
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...
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!