"Stop eye-fucking me, little one." Jax's voice was loud and clear through the mind link. I watch as he never looks at me but continues to laugh away with his pack members. How did he know I was completely checking him out? "Unless you want me to actually fuck you, then I think you should stop." I blush furiously and look down towards my feet. "Sorry," I say timidly through the mind link. Jaxon Harper watched as his mate was brutally killed in front of him. Not being able to cope without her, he becomes cold and lifeless. Ava White was kidnapped and held captive by a rival pack for two years. Abused and broken, she has no hope for life. Finally escaping, their paths cross. What happens when he is given a second chance with love? This just might be the perfect escape for both of them.
PAIN.
Sometimes pain is all I feel. Not the physical kind but the emotional kind. The heart wrenching, soul destroying kind.
Has your heart ever hurt so much that you thought it might actually explode?
It was like a void in your heart that can never be fixed. A hole that burns so deep that you don't think you could ever be okay again.
Happiness is nothing but a distant memory for me. Half my soul is missing and I will never be able to fill the empty space again.
It has been nine months since I watched as my beautiful mate was murdered right in front of me. There was nothing I could do to stop what they did to her but I still blame myself everyday.
All I remember was the screaming... the endless screaming. From her. From me.
I hate myself more everyday. Half my soul was gone, my mate was gone. The heartache was unbearable, it still is today. Being an Alpha doesn't make it better, it just makes things worse.
I know I've been hard on my pack since she passed away but what do they expect? My life and my future was gone and she was never coming back.
Nothing could make me feel okay again and I that was the only thing I was sure of.
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"Alpha Jaxon," Kayden the Beta to my pack addresses me as he strolls into my office uninvited.
I scowl looking up at him through my dark hooded eyes. "What do you want?" I almost spit at him.
My attention is focused back to my desk, there was nothing I hated more than being bothered.
"I just wanted to know if you'd have dinner with us? It's been a long time sinc-" I cut him off before he has the time to finish his sentence.
My hands start to ball into fists on my desk as I squeeze the pen tightly between my fingers. "Kayden, would you just leave me alone? I have no intention of joining you for dinner. Not now, not ever."
Kayden's face turns to a sympathetic look. "I know you miss her Jaxon but we miss you too. I think you should start trying to have dinner with us. We want to be there for you and su-"
Holding my hand up to him as my eyes now burn with fury. "Don't finish that sentence."
"But Alph-" He starts again.
I almost let a growl leave my lips at his inability to listen to what I'm saying."You have no idea how I feel Kayden! You have no right to come into my office and tell me what I should be doing!" My voice booms around the room and Kayden flinches at my tone.
Raising to my feet in anger as I push the chair out from underneath of me, my chest was heaving.
"I didn't meant to upset you Jaxon," Kayden says as he quickly fumbles to open my door and abruptly exits.
I swing my fist into the lamp on my desk, letting it hit the wall with such force is shatters into pieces before me. A scream leaves my lips, letting all my emotions out. All the emotions that are crawling through my body like trapped poison constantly making me think like a psychopath.
The ones that paralyse me everyday.
Sadness.
Guilt.
Regret.
Before I can even think about my actions I storm across my office and out the door. Flying down the stairs, not bothering to say anything to anyone.
"Jaxon!" I hear my sister, Lucy call out to me.
I have to ignore her because I wasn't going to lose my shit around her, around them. They've taken the hit far too many times and I hated myself for it but the pain in my chest just never goes away. This is the only way I know how to deal with it. Grieving is never easy, anyone who says it gets better is a liar.
Opening our glass front door and forcefully shut it behind me. The cool crisp air whips against the skin on my arms, not even bothering that I hadn't brought a jacket.
Once I reach my car I sit inside for a few seconds, my eyes gather tears but I don't let them fall. My hands reach up to secure them around the leather wheel and I tighten.
Biting down on my jaw as my vision turns blurry and my ears ring with distress. A scream erupts from my chest as I hit the wheel multiple times in anger. My knuckles begin to pulsate in pain as I aggressively punch the wheel over and over.
My fingers fumble with the keys and I race out of the drive as quickly as I can. I wish I could just run out into the woods and shift into my wolf and spend the evening with nature. But I couldn't.
When Julia died, my wolf did too.
He's still there, somewhere inside me. I just haven't seen him for nine months, I haven't felt him, his instincts, his feelings. He just completely died inside of me.
I know that he's weak and heartbroken, he doesn't want to be seen because he's trying to heal. I'm envious of him in that sense, I would do anything to just be alone without anyone bothering me.
What was the point in living without your mate? The only thing that could ever make you feel complete.
I wasn't sure where exactly I was driving to, my mind needed a distraction and a change of scenery. Turning left onto an empty road, the night was dark, the sky full of clouds and not a single star in sight.
The road started to become narrow and the trees getting taller around me. A hand rakes it's way through my hair as I try to think of anything but Julia.
Why was life never simple?
My nose begins to tingle as a soft scent swarms me, my senses become sensitive and my arms raise in goosebumps. Sitting up straight in my seat, I squint my eyes at the dimly lit road ahead of me.
The smell was faint but it was beautiful, a subtle scent of vanilla mixed with chestnut.
I kept questioning where it was coming from as the smell was becoming stronger by the second. Pins and needles start to develop in my hand and I take one hand off the steering wheel and stretch it quickly.
The shadows of the trees were reflecting down onto the ground, blowing in the wind softly. I slow down slightly because something didn't feel right.
My eyes snap to the side of the road as the bushes begin to rustle. The scent was even stronger now, I almost felt suffocated by it.
My foot slams on the breaks when a young girl emerges from the bushes, running across the road with a slight limp.
As she crosses the road my car almost hits her, I try my best do swerve but there was nowhere to go on this narrow road. Instead she slams her hands down on the hood of the car and looks through the windscreen in fear.
Her whole body was shaking, her tiny frame covered in cuts and bruises. The scent was so intense, my heart began to race rapidly inside my chest.
My eyes capture her dark brown willow eyes.
Mate.
My wolf inside me speaks as my lips part briefly in complete and utter shock.
Holy fuck.
"After a one-night stand, billionaire Leonard Lincoln was unaware that he had a five-year-old daughter. What happens when they meet again, and Leonard discovers that Diana Smith, his ex-coworker and ex-friend, lied to him and kept his daughter a secret?
My human best friend Carlie Rose has been crushing on Daniel Bensen for two years now. I've begun to notice how he looks at her when we're in class or when we walk down the hall together. I came to the conclusion that he likes her, but I was so wrong. I soon realized that he hadn't been looking at my charming best friend but at plain old me. And the reason for that is simple. He's my mate.
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
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!
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Traversing back to the ancient Prime Martial World from modern age, Austin finds himself in a younger body as he wakes up. Yet, the young man he possesses was a miserable dimwit, what a bummer! But it doesn’t matter as his mind is sound and clear. Possessing this younger and stronger body, he will fight his way to become the God of martial arts, and rule the whole Martial World!
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"