/0/52326/coverbig.jpg?v=0fc2ba668ef0caadfe6a4477319f3354)
I wrapped my arms over my chest. "Why did you tell her that you're getting married to me?" He scoffed. "Because you are!" My heart sank. "But...how?" I couldn't comprehend how he could say something like that without asking for my consent. His brows furrowed and he leaned back in his chair. "Because I want you to marry me." Becca Stone thought her life had ended when she lost her job in a company she worked hard to sustain. Little did she know that a little time to drink away her sorrow would bring her into the hands of two billionaire brothers. When a one-night stand leads to her getting pregnant, she is caught choosing who's the rightful father to her unborn child and who could give her child the kind of life she envisions. Will the rightful father of her child allow his brother to take control because of a contract marriage? or will the war between brothers ever end? will Becca ever follow her heart?
I groaned and tucked the duvet over my head, inhaling the unfamiliar scent of a manly perfume, I stiffened as my eyes fluttered open to reveal a warm body next to me.
I flinched and jumped up in shock, my eyes scanning the room.
The first thing that reminded me of how messed up things were, was an excruciating headache that formed a cap around my head as I looked down at my bare body, I was frozen in shock, and the guy lying next to me adjusted his position on the bed and wrapped part of the duvet around his body.
Three questions filled my confused mind.
What was I doing in this unfamiliar room?
Who's this guy? And most importantly, why wasn't I dressed?
I turned toward the guy. He had light brown hair and a perfectly sculptured jawline which seemed familiar, some sort of memories awakening in my shallow mind.
I remember meeting this dude in some bar while I filled my cup with liquor. I remember him asking me if I was alright, a question that was met with no response. But, what I couldn't remember was how I ended up on his bed, lying next to him without clothes.
I looked around for my clothes and saw them lying on the floor in disarray as if they had been hastily discarded.
I shook my head, trying to push away the thoughts that raced through my mind.
As I made my way out of the room, I realized where I was. I was in a five-star hotel, on the fifteenth floor of the skyscraper.
I tried to hide my face in shame as I passed two women walking to the elevator. They seemed to be staring at me, and I felt as though they knew that something was wrong.
I gathered my hair into a messy bun and placed my hand on my waist, but it didn't help. I was sweating despite the cold air conditioning.
When the elevator doors opened with a ding, I walked out and took a deep breath to calm my nerves. Pushing open the door to my single-room apartment, I stumbled to the bed and fell face-first into my pillow.
"I can't believe I slept with a stranger," I mumbled, pressing the pillow against my face. "I lost my job, I lost everything!"
How was I going to survive? After years of trying to secure my job, and almost getting my life back on track, it had all vanished because of one silly mistake in paperwork.
It all came crashing down because of a paperwork mistake. Now, I have lost my job.
That was it! I wouldn't be able to find another one in time before I starved to death. I still believed it was all a setup.
How could someone do such a thing? I thought I was good at what I did - just an office assistant.
It was just a mix-up with a few documents, and that was the kiss of death for my job.
I sat up to look at my reflection in the mirror. My hair, once framing my face in pretty curls, now looked like a wet rug, and my eyes appeared tired and sunken. I sighed, feeling the weight of the entire situation.
I hadn't taken the one-night stand I had with a total stranger seriously. I had so much going on in my life that I didn't think about it, until a few weeks later when I started feeling sick. I spent the last of my money on a check-up, only to discover that I was pregnant.
At first, I denied it. The idea of having a baby with a random man whom I barely knew was absurd. But it was too much to bear in silence, so I confided in my best friend.
"How can you say you don't know who the father is?" Avery asked, her eyes fixed on me.
"This is bad, Becca."
I let out a heavy sigh and leaned back in the chair.
"It all feels like a nightmare. I lost my job and drowned my sorrows in alcohol, only to wake up in a hotel room with a stranger, and now," I gestured upward in frustration, "I'm pregnant!"
"Oh, Becca. What are you going to do?" Avery exclaimed. "Are you going to keep the baby?"
My eyes widened. "I don't even know if I want to keep it!" I cried. "I don't want a child, it's not something I ever planned for."
Avery let out a deep sigh.
"If having the baby won't bring you joy, maybe you should consider terminating the pregnancy. It might be better for you to be free from this pain."
She got up and moved to sit next to me.
"Can you remember anything about the father? His face or anything else?" she asked me softly.
I closed my eyes. "He had dark brown hair, and I think his eyes were a greyish blue. But that's all. I'm not going to go on some wild goose chase looking for a man I barely knew," I said, feeling frustrated. "I don't have the money to do all that. I'll never find him."
I paused and bit my lip before saying softly, "Avery, what am I going to do?" I said sadly. "I don't even have a job."
I heard a soft sigh, and then Avery placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. She smiled gently at me and said, "Don't worry, you'll figure it out. You're a smart girl, Becca. You just have to think positively." She hugged me tightly. "You just need to be stronger than anyone."
I smiled weakly and rested my chin on her shoulder, feeling somewhat comforted by her words. It was hard to stay strong when every passing day brought more sadness to my heart, and I didn't know how to handle it.
For now, Avery was the only person I trusted to help me through this. She was the only friend I could confide in.
Diana Nightclaw never had time to dream of romance or her fated mate. After the tragic loss of her father and stepmother during the war of wolves, she abandoned her pack and went into hiding with her stepsister, Layla. In a bid to build a better life, Diana takes a job as the personal assistant to the powerful CEO of one of the city's most prestigious companies. But as secrets unravel and betrayal strikes, Diana finds herself navigating a dangerous web of lies, love, and revenge.
Everything Lyra held onto and believed in crashed before her eyes when her mother, Alpha of the moon pack, was killed. Unlike other wolves in Norway, Lyra had a rare trait, one that the prophecy foretold would bring the end to her pack. Her differences made her pack hate her and reject her as a cursed wolf; they accused her of killing her mother and sentenced her to death until she was rescued by an Alpha from another pack. What happens when things start to turn the other way around from what it seemed to be? Who can she trust when everyone seems to be after her life, and what happens when her fated mate rejects her the first day he meets her? When the full-blood moon rises, It brings with it a deeper secret. What could it be?
Veronica Carlisle was drunk when it happened and now she's married to guy whom she didn't know was a top celebrity in Canada. When a flash marriage approval in a night club lead to the press going crazy over the video, Veronica is caught up between an handsome celebrity crush and her his mother plot to use her as a commodity to make money. What happens when Ivan Carlos her supposed fake husband, take the proposal at the club serious? Why does he make her heart beat when he comes close to her.
Chloe Nighler never thought a time would come when she'll had to marry the Alpha king of the bloodline pack, but days to her sister wedding she eloped. Out of anger and fear Chloe's parents convinced her to marry the alpha king in place of her sister, little did she know that her sister would come back. As she struggled to defend herself, a lot of antagonist started coming out, with only hope Chloe had is to fight along her husband. Will she be able to defend herself? Or is there any hope for her in-between the battle her sister had prepare?
When Karen Norway got admission into Bradenton college, her father signed up their old house in Houston to her as a gift for her achievement. Little did she know that her entire life is about to change, when she unknowingly stumbled upon the secret werewolf world where she witnesses a brutal attack in the woods. Karen didn't know what's in stock for her and even her closet friend can't be trusted, but things got lot more complicated when Raphael the dangerous alpha is impressed by her courage and decided to keep an eye on her, even as her life is in danger because she's aware of the werewolf existence. Can there be a hope of love as danger arises from every corner, she hope to hide? Will she survive in Huston or get trapped in the cage of the ruthless Alpha?
"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?"
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Three years of marriage couldn't melt Theo's frozen heart. When an art gallery collapsed on Lena, he was off romancing another woman—lavishing her with a private jet. Three steel pins held Lena's shoulder together, but her heart remained broken. She filed for divorce and told everyone that he was impotent. Rising from the rubble, Lena blazed onto the design world's A‑list. She expected him to sail off with his true love—until Theo reappeared at her runway, pressing her against the wall. "Impotent, huh? Care to give it a try?"
Blurb "Part your legs for me, princess" Alpha Damian humored huskily like he was intoxicated, I whimpered as he voice sents a jolts of emotions round my body. An emotion that I wasn't supposed to feel. Selene was 18 years old when she found out that Alpha Jasper of the Silver Crescent pack was her mate at her Awakening ceremony. Being a reject with no parents she lived with him for over one year as a slave and he never acknowledged her as his mate because he couldn't accept a reject as his mate. On her 20th birthday, her mate not only rejected her and chose her best friend; Imogen, as his new mate, but he also sold Selene to the most feared Alpha; Alpha Damian of the Crimson Moon pack whom everyone referred to as a beast. Not knowing why Alpha Damian chose to buy her, she can only resign herself to fate. What has the moon goddess installed for me again? Is this the freedom she solely crave for? Will she be tied down with the shackles of the unknown?
"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?"
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?