In Love With a Lycan Alpha 2

"When Juliet's life takes a downturn, she starts to notice a mysterious stranger who seems to appear at every turn. Is it coincidence or fate that brings them together? As their paths continue to cross, Juliet finds herself drawn to this enigmatic figure, who seems to know exactly when she needs a helping hand. But who is he, really? And can a series of chance encounters lead to something more? Or will she find more than she expects ?

Emily takes on a job, which makes her entire life take a 360-degree turn unexpectedly. She gets more than she bargains for When she gets involved with someone, But not just any person, The CEO of one of the biggest companies in the country. Ethan is known to be ruthless and stoic but what happens when an unplanned co habitation happens between them. will Emily show him the way of love and will Ethan accept the love she has to give?.

"Supreme Alpha, you need to take control of yourself", Lucas couldn't address Devon without his proper title when his wolf is out. That was because he was in a lower rank than Devon. Devon ignored his words and came out the back door, before Lucas could protest he was gone. "Devon! Devon!" Lucas yelled after Devon trying to stop him, but it was to no avail. "What is happening?" Lucas muttered to himself. He unbuckled his seat belt quickly and ran after Devon as fast as he could when he saw how fast Devon was moving. Lucas was finding it hard to keep up with Devon's pace."Alpha supreme Devon!" He shouted, trying to get through to Devon who was going super fast. Devon didn't heed his voice as his eyes were fixed on where he was heading to. He took a right turn into an alley and leapt, confusing Lucas who was already finding it hard to keep up. Lucas knew how ferocious and dangerous their wolf was when it came out. They only let their wolf out when they needed to protect something or be violent. Lucas's phone vibrated in his pocket distracting him a little, he missed it when Devon took a right turn at another alley, "Shit!" Lucas cursed out loud when he could no longer see Devon in sight. He had no idea why Devon was that way, where was he headed? He wondered. The last time Devon's wolf went out of control there was bloodshed in the pack, he hoped the case was different this time. After searching around for a while Lucas finally found Devon at an intersection. He was standing there staring at a house, close by. Lucas was glad they were in the middle of the night, if it was day it would have caused problems for them. Humans were never to know of the supernatural world, it was a rule they had been keeping for centuries. "Alpha supreme" Lucas called him softly, after letting out a deep breath. "Where are you headed, you have to tell me so I can help you" Lucas tried to persuade him, but Devon stood unmoving without uttering a word. Devon let out a deep growl ready to move again, and Lucas was ready to follow him. "Devon wait! Where are we headed?" Lucas asked again but wasn't expecting to get an answer from Devon. "To see my mate" Devon the Supreme Alpha of all the werewolves and Lycanthropes in the human, have been rumoured to be cursed by the moon goddess as he has lived for many centuries without finding his mate. Everything changes when finds Alice his mate, A human, who some people believes to be crazy. Together her and Devon unravels chilling secrets about their past and enjoy the new found feeling called 'Love'

Years ago, Cathy's husband threw himself into danger to save her. Then fate cut the cord-after the accident, he remembered everyone but the woman he'd once died for. On their third anniversary, he betrayed her, and that night she signed the divorce. Freed, she dusted off her hidden brilliance: miracle healer, racing legend, elite hacker, visionary designer. When his memories roared back, regret did, too. He stormed her wedding, pleading, "Cathy, please, one more chance!" But a certain trillionaire held her close and huffed, "Honey, someone's asking for trouble."

The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."

One year into marriage, Yvonne realized she was nothing more than a substitute for someone else's memory. When his true love reappeared, Julian tossed a divorce contract her way. "She's back. We're finished," he said flatly. The secret of her pregnancy stayed hidden. Yvonne fought the urge to cry, signed her freedom, and disappeared. Five years on, cameras flashed as Yvonne, radiant in red, strode across a film festival stage with her bright-eyed son. Julian's hands clenched as he watched. "Sir, the boy's four and a half," whispered his shaken assistant. Then, he rushed to the film set only to witness an A-list actor gently wrapping his arm around Yvonne's waist. "I've booked your favorite restaurant for tonight's celebration." The little boy blinked his innocent eyes at Julian, asking, "Who are you? One of my mom's crazy admirers?" He cornered her in the dressing room, his voice hoarse as he said, "Let's remarry." Her lips curled slightly, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. "The curtain's down; it's time to end this scene." But this time, he wasn't letting go.

"Please believe me. I didn't do anything!" Thalassa Thompson cried helplessly. "Take her away." Kris Miller, her husband, said coldly. He didn't care as she was humiliated for the whole world to see. What would you if the love of your life and the woman you considered your best friend betrayed you in the worse way possible? For Thalassa, the answer was only one; she's going to come back stronger and better and bring everyone who made her suffer to their knees. Let the games begin! ***** "I hate you." Kris gritted out, glaring into her eyes. Thalassa laughed. "Mr Miller, if you hate me so much, then why is your dick so hard?"

When her half-sister stole her fiancé, scarred her face, and threw her from a skyscraper, Amelia thought it was the end-until fate gave her a second chance. Reborn with bitter clarity, she vowed not to repeat the same mistakes. In her past life, she had been kind to a fault; now, she would wear a mask of innocence to outmaneuver every snake in the grass. One by one, she tore down their schemes-leaving her treacherous sister begging, her stepmother pleading, her worthless father groveling, and her ex-fiancé crawling back. Her response was a cold smirk and two words: "Get lost." But the one thing she never anticipated was crossing paths with Damien Taylor-the most powerful and untouchable man in the capital-on the very first day of her new life. They said he was ruthless, ice-cold, immune to any woman's charm. Amelia believed it. until she learned the truth: the man was dangerously cunning. "Miss Johnson, I saved you. How about dinner?" "Miss Johnson, I helped you. Don't you owe me a favor?" Backed against the wall, Amelia felt his low voice vibrate through her: "You owe me too much, Amelia. It's time to pay up-starting with you." Only much later would she realize. she'd been owing him all along.

Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.