"Do you think you can deny the bond between us?" The cold masculine voice made me drift back. How can I accept the fact that I am remated to my ex–mate, and his brothers? "Amelia, just give up. It is high time you stop lying to yourself," just when I thought I was free, a sexy voice echoed close to my ear lobe, making me wet instantly. I wanted to walk out of the dark room, but I got stopped by my ex–mate, the man I never wanted to see. "Do you also want to claim me like your desperate brothers?" "Yes! You are my second chance mate, have you forgotten?" He leaned closely, and captured my lips without giving me room to reply. ______ Amelia's life turned upside down when she found out the moon goddess gave her second chance mates after what happened to her. Not just mates, but her exmate, and his brothers! Now, she is stuck between brothers who want her on their bed, and want to claim her. Can she defile her lust, and live in the same house without finding herself drawn to their bed? What happens when each of the brothers are ready to do anything to claim her? What happens when what she thinks they felt towards her was nothing aside from a burning lust created from a bet? A bet of who she will accept!
Amelia's POV
"Are you awake?" A voice questioned coldly.
In a strange room, I opened my eyes only to see the presence of a half naked man, obviously from the bathroom and about to dress up.
Slowly, I sat up. Though I felt weird pain lingering underneath me.
"Who are you? Why am I here? Why did you kidnap me?" I asked with teary eyes, but my voice stated otherwise. It was loud, and knew no fear.
I clearly remembered rushing home only to find my mother dead after my rejection. How I came here was a misery I am not ready to know. All I want is to get the hell out of here, and see my mother one more time.
I want to beg for her forgiveness, and apologise for not being the daughter she always wished for.
"I ask a question, who are you and why the fuck am I here?" After waiting without a response from the man who was smirking at me, I questioned rudely again.
He roughed his wet hair, making him look seducing before he walked closer to me. His gaze instilled an unknown fear in me, and reminded me of someone I badly wanted out of my memory.
"Mate, did you get so drunk that you forgot we had a steamy night?" His cold voice brought back memories of yesterday.
Everything suddenly became vivid as if it was replaying in my head. Starting from the moment I was rejected by the man I have loved all my life, broken, and embarrassed in front of everyone, down to the moment I came down to an unknown bar, It was all vivid.
"Steamy night?" My lips tilted as I recalled his words. How on earth we met, had a steamy night, and what does he meant by 'mate', made me curious.
He placed his sexy hand on my thigh before he began, our gaze interlocking each other, "Amelia, last night, I found you. A mate which I never requested."
From his voice, the fact that he hated the mating bond was obvious. His gaze alone made me wish I could disappear from here.
"Mate? Stop being ridiculous! There was no way I am your mate, nor can I be mated to another wolf after my rejection which was yesterday," I paused, then lowered my gaze not to feel intimidated. "Everyone knows that the moon goddess hardly gives second chance mates. Once broken, and forever."
To my amusement, he burst into laughter as if all my explanation was an epistle of rubbish. How can a man be this crazy?
He leaned closely to perceive my scent before he drifted back. "You've got a nice scent, maybe that was the reason my wolf can't resist you no matter how hard I tried."
"Amelia, maybe you haven't found out, lowly Omega hardly has a chance to be remated, but you were given that chance, how fortunate. But you know what, you will never have my mark!"
Hearing those words again, it made my head suddenly begin to ache. Memory of last night began to replay uncontrollably.
The moment my wolf lost control for the first time just by seeing him, how I suddenly went into heat, and began to advance towards him, I recalled everything. It was a rough night, and a steamy one.
Even though I could only feel it in my memories and the aftermath underneath me, I knew it was really steamy.
"And did I ask for your mark?" Even if I know that was a clear lie, I can't help but inquire.
After what Sean did to me, I will never love any man. I will never become any man's thing, not even to a damn mate! I don't need a mate when they will only make life a living hell for me.
He chuckled at my words before he retired to what he was doing before I began the conversation. I could only observe his masculinity, and perfect torso which was sexy, only a stone will resist his touches anyways.
I remained silent until he was done dressing before I asked him, "Since I spent the night with you, won't you leave me some money for drugs and dress? Will you just abandon me here?"
Even though I knew I was practically begging, I made it sound like I was demanding it.
"Kind of. You must not leave this room until I come for you. At least you are my mate until I reject you, you remain so," he paused with a smirk lying on his lips. "My secretary will take of you in my absence, so make sure to behave well while I am away or else -"
Before he could complete his statement, I gave him no room for it, "Or else what, mister? This is practically kidnapping! Do you think I don't have a life of my own aside from this hella shit called 'mate' uh?"
"Not Mister to you, Frank. You can call me Frankie," he corrected me before we went back to our discussion. "Who cares about your life? In as much as you are my mate, you are wholeheartedly mine. Your body, soul, heart, and life, got it?"
Frank did not allow me to say a word before he stormed out of the room.
After he was gone, I took my time to study the room, especially a specific space which looked like where it began last night.
Not only did my bra, and pants go flying their ways, but three condoms were laughing at me on the floor.
"Damn! Which man uses three condoms for a night, thank goodness I did not recall all this madness." I stated. Deep down, I wished I was sober when this happened.
I wanted to know how I felt last night, and how weird I was when I was in my heat.
"Ma'am, do you need anything?" A female's voice asked me from outside of the door.
"Yes. I need something. Come in quickly," I didn't hesitate to call her in for questioning.
"Ms Secretary, why am I being held captive here? Who is Mr Frank? Uh?" After she came in, I started questioning.
She let out a deep breath before she sat next to me on the bed, "I don't know much about him, but one thing is clear; Mr. Frank is doing this to protect you," she stated.
My eyes blinked rapidly at her words, finding it ridiculous, "how?"
She wanted revenge, and he wanted her fake identity as his wife. _________ Olivia Jaylen, a wealthy lady whose father left her a great fortune, lost everything to her husband, who betrayed her and took everything from her. When she discovers her ex-husband has been having an affair with her cousin throughout their entire marriage, she seeks revenge. In order to make them feel the same pain she had felt, Olivia proposes a contract marriage to the wealthiest man in the city. It was supposed to be a win-win; Olivia would get her revenge, and Alden would become the owner of their family's billion-dollar company. Alden isn't who she thought he was. He's a sadist who enjoys people's pain. But instead of feeling turned off, Olivia begins to find this side of her fake husband attractive. What happens when Alden and Olivia are unable to resist their attraction to each other? And a secret that will tear them apart is revealed?
“Marry me, and I will take responsibility as the father of this child. I will love, cherish, and be a responsible father to this baby.” _______ Cassandra, who was broken after she found out her fiancé was having an affair with her friend, and wanted her dead, called off the wedding in front of everyone. That same night of her wedding, she got drunk, and had a night with the country's popular playboy. Two months later, she found out she was pregnant. This time, she wanted nothing from the stranger, but his fatherly responsibility. But he doesn't want to just be the father of her child, but her contracted husband; her husband for twelve months. He is ready to not just protect her, but help her avenge her ex–fiancé, sister, and father, and everyone who trampled on her. Not having any choice, she decided to get married to a stranger. Richard, on the other hand, who never thought he was going to love anyone, gradually fell for her, and now he isn't ready to let go of her. Will he be able to make her love him, and stand by his side? What happened when Cassandra found out he is her sister's ex–boyfriend, who she was dying to have back? What happened when she found out he did not only want her baby, but her? Will she stay, or regret ever signing the contract?
"Walk up to him, lure him, tame him, make him fall in love with you, make him get obsessed and break his heart!" That was the order given to the little fragile Ivan by her helper. Yes, she suffered at the hands of her cruel stepmother and siblings until she met the popular chairman Lucian of Lucs group. He offered to save her from her pain and make her live the luxurious life which she has always wished for. A life of becoming an actress and getting the major role but can it work for her? Will she be able to abide by the law? Will she break the heart of who she truly loves and can sacrifice anything for? Will she be able to tame him? Read to get the answer of the unanswered questions.
"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."
Marriage was a bed of thorns for Stella. She lived like an overworked and unhappy slave for six years in her matrimonial home. One day, her uncaring husband, Waylon said to her, "Ayla will be back soon. You have to move out tomorrow." "I want a divorce," responded Stella. She left without shedding a tear or trying to change Waylon's stone-cold heart. Days after their divorce, they met again. Stella was in the arms of another man. Waylon's blood boiled at the sight of her looking so happy. "So, you couldn't even wait a while before jumping into another man's arms?" he queried distastefully. "And who are you to question my decision? It's my life, so I call the shots. Stay out of my business!" Stella fired at him before turning to look at her new man with shiny eyes. Waylon immediately lost it.
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Madison had always believed that she would marry Colten. She spent her youth admiring him from afar, dreaming of their future life together. But Colten was always indifferent to her, and when he abandoned her at a time when she needed him most, she finally realized that he never loved her. With renewed resolve and a thirst for revenge, Madison left. Endless possibilities lay ahead, but Colten was no longer part of her plans. Colten rushed to her place in a panic. "Madison, please come back to me. I’ll give you everything!" It was his powerful uncle who answered the door. "She's my woman now."