"I, Derrick Brown, will never accept a low-life like her when I have someone as beautiful and classy as this woman beside me." He said and approached me slowly, his glare cutting deep into my broken heart. "Pandora Miller, I reject you as my mate." He concluded and everyone burst out laughing. After being rejected and ridiculed by her mate, Pandora gets blessed by the Moon goddess in the form of a second mate. What happens when Derrick, her first mate, refuses to give her up? What happens when forces conspire to take away her second shot at true love and a happy ending?
I bounced happily to the mating hall where the epsilon would announce who our mates were. My best friend, Kiara, already knew hers and just wanted to go for confirmation while I hoped that the moon goddess wouldn't disappoint me.
The mating hall was filled with young men and ladies of my age. Some of them who had already identified their mates sat smiling with each other, while I looked around for Kiara.
While searching for her, my eyes landed on Derrick, the hottest man in the pack. I've had a crush on him since I was fifteen, and even when I thought it would go away with age, it kept increasing until I thought I would explode with my feelings for him.
Seeing him check his wristwatch and batting his lashes in impatience aroused fluttery feelings in my belly.
I'd never had a conversation with him before, but today I decided to try my luck. I kissed the necklace I usually wear on my neck for good luck and approached him cautiously.
"Hi... Derrick," I stuttered behind him.
He twirled around and regarded me with an air of nonchalance which I ignored and grinned.
"Hi... do you need anything?" He asked impatiently, going through his phone.
"I don't need anything, I just felt like I could have a decent conversation with you. It's the mating ceremony today, have you found your mate already?"
He tilted his head to the side with a questioning look and shrugged. "How does that concern you?"
"Because it's happening today and almost everyone in this pack knows their mate already." I replied.
His expression wasn't friendly, yet I kept up the conversation hoping that he would get interested, but he kept up the scowl in his face.
Footsteps rang towards us and then I was met with the sight of a beautiful lady. Her expression was unfriendly as well and her eyes glimmered with jealousy.
"Who is she, babe?" She asked, taking in my appearance from head to toe.
"She wanted my help, that's why she's here. And I've been calling you for a while but you've neither picked or returned my call. What happened?" He asked and drew her closer to himself.
I was gobsmacked at his response and felt a tinge of bitterness. Maybe I deserved it for approaching him, but it wasn't wrong for me to start a conversation with him.
"My phone wasn't with me. But the Epsilon is around and I can't wait to be announced as your mate." The lady shrieked and led him into the hall while I blinked hardly to stop the tears that had already formed from rolling down my eyes.
While they headed for the hall, his scent kept wafting strongly into my nose, making her heart palpitate. My wolf purred at his scent and then I realized that Derrick was my mate.
I leaped for joy and ran towards the hall, searching furiously with my eyes for Kiara so that I'd tell her the good news.
Finally, I found her at the back of the hall with her mate, Eric. Their eyes were locked with their palms linked together. Today, I'd get to experience that with Derrick.
"Kiara!" I screamed and hugged her, interrupting their cuddling session.
"Hi, Pandora. Why are you so excited?" She asked, getting up her feet.
I got a grip on myself and glanced at Eric, stretching my hands for a handshake. "I'm really sorry for interrupting you both, but I really need to steal your mate right now." I giggled.
"It's fine," He replied as I dragged her out of the hall, not waiting for his response.
"I finally found my mate," I announced.
"Really? Who is he? Is he here right now?" Kiara asked in excitement.
"One question at a time. You are not more excited than me."
"Just give me a response. The ceremony is about to begin and I don't want to miss it for anything." She chirped, grabbing my hands.
"His name is Derrick." I announced and her eyes widened in surprise, then her lips stretched in a smile.
"Derrick, your crush? Does he know that he's your mate?"
"Yes and he doesn't know, but I guess the epsilon will announce us as mates and we'll live happily ever after," I replied, lowering my eyes then shrugged.
"He'll know soon. Let's go," Kiara comforted me and led me to the hall.
The Epsilon was already standing on the podium and making a speech but that didn't matter to me as I scanned the hall in search of Derrick. I found them at the front of the hall, smiling at each other.
"Soon you'll be mine," I muttered happily and listened to the Epsilon call out people's mates.
"I know that some of you have discovered who your mates are already, but I still have to confirm it and announce it publicly. Kiara Jones from the Beta family, you've been Mated to Eric Williams. Do you both accept to be each other's mates?" He asked as they stood up.
"Yes we agree." They chorused and everyone clapped for them but I clapped the loudest.
My best friend had a kind heart and she deserved to be with Eric. They had been in love with each other for a while and it was only fair that the moon goddess matched them with each other.
When the applause died down, he moved on to the next name and called mine.
"Pandora Miller, from the Omega family, you've been mated to Derrick Brown . Do you both accept to be each other's mates?" He asked with an uneasy look.
I stood up excitedly to give him a positive reply when a yell rang out.
"I don't accept." Derrick objected with a scowl.
My heart shattered to pieces at his rejection. Was I really worthless that he had to reject me in public?
"I, Derrick Brown, will never accept a low-life like her when I have someone as beautiful and classy as this woman beside me." He said and approached me slowly, his glare cutting deep into my broken heart. "Pandora Miller, I reject you as my mate." He concluded and everyone burst out laughing.
Kyle is an average worker who tries hard to make ends meet, he finally gets the chance to get married to the love of his life but his adoptive parents switched him with their mischievous look-alike son to sign off a deal with a rich Mafia family as a collateral for their debt, his life is shattered ad he faces emotional and physical trauma. What will happen when the girl he marries treats him like trash because she's also forced to marry him? Will he find his real parents or strive to break off the contracted marriage to get back to the woman he loves?
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
"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."
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."
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
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.
Cheated by husband, betrayed by friend and rejected by family. It all came down to her inability to conceive within three years of marriage. She was tagged a barren woman and they made it appeared like a plaque, she has no place to hide her face. Her husband got divorced on the account that he wants to be with someone else, who will bear him a seed, someone who will show the fruit of his hardwork and masculinity and the only woman he choose was the closest person to his wife. Elena was broken, shattered and wounded. But she made a decision, she would move on, she will not accept the fate imposed on her as a barren woman. And humanity cannot decide her fate! This is the story of Elena Scott and the happy life after…