After taking over from her father, Brielle becomes the first female Alpha to exist. Better yet, the pack she takes over is the second largest in the country. To say she already had her work cut out for her would be an understatement. Since the day she was born, she's planned for this very day and made sure she would be a force to be reckoned with. Despite being one of the most ruthless, strongest warriors to date, many Alphas from other packs believe the Shadow Pack need a man in charge. Brielle must assert her dominance and deter those coming to take her title. She was prepared to put up one hell of a fight and eliminate anyone coming to take what was her birthright. It was about time these men knew who was in charge, anyway. It all seems simple enough, right? Knock a few egos back into place and reject a few marriage proposals from desperate, unmated males. How complicated could it be? Except, it was about to get more complicated than Brielle could ever imagine. In the mist of all the chaos, the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack decided to take a shot at taking over from Brielle. Now this was different from the attempts of other Alphas because firstly, the Blood Moon Pack was the only pack larger than the Shadow Pack and secondly, it turns out the Alpha is Brielle's mate. Will realising Brielle is his mate change the Alpha's plans to dominant her and eliminate her leadership? Or has the battle for the Alpha title of the Shadow Pack only just begun? If that's then case, then as Brielle would say; "let the games begin." And quite literally, might I add. Oh, damn it, I forgot one more thing. Did I say Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack? Sorry, I meant Alphas. More specifically, I meant Alpha River, Alpha Ryker and Alpha Reid. No one told Brielle it would be easy, but she certainly didn't expect to have 3 mates trying to take away her pack.
Brielle swung her fist through the air until it connected with the man's crooked nose. He stumbled backwards, with widened eyes as he observed the brunette in shock.
As blood began trickling down his nostrils, his hands flew to cover the wound. He winced as he cast his hazel eyes on the blood now covering his palm. "You impetuous girl!" The man yelled. "Do you have any idea what you have just done?" He scolded.
Brielle's head rocked back as she belted out a menacing laugh. Her long, wavy brunette locks swayed as she shook her head in disbelief.
"What I've done?" She chuckled as she raised her eyebrows at the middle-aged man. "You come to my home and insist that I let you take over my pack, whilst I run around playing pretty little Luna?" Brielle soared with laughter as she recalled the conversation she had initially endured with Alpha Bex.
Brielle took a step closer to the auburn haired man. "I am the Alpha of the Shadow Pack and you'll do well to remember that, Bex. Now run along, unless you want to leave here with more than a broken nose."
Brielle smiled sweetly at Alpha Bex as she watched his cheeks turn to a bright shade of crimson. "You'll regret this." He spat at the twenty-one year old.
"I'm not counting on it." She shrugged, before waving her right hand. "Bye now, have a safe trip home."
Alpha Bex turned on his heel as he scoffed at the girl, before storming his way back to the SUV he had travelled in.
Brielle chuckled as she watched another sad excuse for an Alpha attempt to bargain their way into her pack, insisting that they would 'bring the pack to it's fullest potential' by combining the packs, before carrying on explaining that Brielle 'would have much more time to relax as Luna instead'.
She rolled her green eyes at the thought. Each Alpha who had attempted to persuade her had left here broken in one way or another. She didn't need to combine her pack with another, they were already the second strongest pack in the country.
Aside from insulting her with their presumptions she wasn't a competent warrior or Alpha, there wasn't anything these leader wannabes could offer her.
Unfortunately, Brielle wasn't surprised by any of their attempts. She was the first female Alpha the werewolf world had known and throughout her childhood, her father had always made her aware of the struggles she would one day face because of that.
So, she had spent hours training every day since her sixth birthday. Her father would take time out of his daily Alpha duties to train her first hand, preparing her to be the greatest warrior the community had known.
Aside from the Blood Moon Pack, Brielle and the Shadow Pack were the strongest you could come across. They dedicated their days to training and developing their combat skills. Frankly, Blood Moon was only stronger because they housed over two-thousand wolves.
The Shadow Pack were, however, not too far off. The pack housed around one-thousand-and-four-hundred wolves. But you know what they say, there is strength in numbers.
Brielle shook her head as she retreated to the pack house, where her father and sister were in fits of hysterics in the doorway.
Her father, David, clapped his hands in celebration as he watched Brielle return to them. He was immensely proud of her, she had turned into the warrior he had always hoped she would. Her fiery nature was just an added benefit she had gotten from her mother.
Brielle's younger sister, Harlie, wiped the joyous tears from her blue eyes. She had always enjoyed watching her sister deter away the old pervs asking for her hand in marriage, it was something Harlie would never get bored of.
"Another one bites the dust." Harlie winked at her older sister, as Brielle climbed the stairs to the main entrance.
Brielle laughed as she rested her head on her father's shoulder. "I can't say I don't enjoy putting them in their place." She admitted.
David wrapped his arms around his two daughters and squeezed them tightly against him. "Life is never boring with you two." He chuckled. "I'm proud of you Bri, you don't need a man to run this pack. Hell, you run it better than I did." He joked.
Brielle chuckled against her fathers shoulder. "Don't worry, dad. I'll keep putting those losers in their place." She promised.
"Until she meets her mate." Harlie added, cautiously eyeing her father.
David had never enjoyed the idea that his two baby girls would one day find their other halves. In his eyes, no one could ever be good enough for his daughters. They deserved the world and he had already set his mind on the fact that no man would ever fit the criteria his girls needed. Luckily for him, it didn't seem as though Brielle had any interest in meeting hers.
"Please." David scoffed as he rolled his green eyes. "Over my dead body will some mutt be coming anywhere near either of you."
Brielle grinned as she winked at her younger sister. Although they were never truly interested in finding their so called 'destined partner', the two girls had always enjoyed winding their father up with the thought.
His overprotective ways would almost always send him into a meltdown whenever the word mate was mentioned. Especially considering the fact that his daughters were now of mating age. Between Brielle being twenty-one and Harlie being nineteen, sooner or later the dreaded day would arrive.
Suddenly, Brielle's mother came rushing out of the door. Looking practically identical to her firstborn daughter, Brielle, her green eyes flickered with concern as her long, brunette waves were scattered in a messy state.
Failing to notice to worry evident on his mate's face, David beamed as Sophia joined them. "Soph, you should have seen it." He chuckled as he shook his head. "Bri broke the loser's nose!"
Sophia empathetically smiled at her daughter, before her face fell blank once more. "That's great, sweetie. However, I'm afraid we now have bigger concerns."
David and his daughters frowned as they waited for Sophia to elaborate. They weren't too sure what could have Sophia so stressed, usually nothing could phase her.
"The Blood Moon Alpha's." She began. "They've requested an audience with Brielle."
"Requested?" David's eyebrow perched as he questioned his mate. Sophia's eyes locked with Brielle's momentarily, before meeting David's gaze once more.
"Well actually, more like demanded."
Being the Princess of both the werewolf world and the faerie kingdom, Midsummer, Belle knew her life would always involve many responsibilities and for the most part, she was fine with that. So when her mother, Queen Serena, decides its time for Belle to take over as the Queen of Midsummer, Belle couldn't have been more excited. Except, this promise came with a catch.. more specifically, a marriage.. the exact situation Belle didn't want. Faerie Prince Layke of the Avalon Realm had no intentions of taking a wife, at least not yet. But when his father, King Eryek, refuses to let Layke claim the throne without the proposed marriage, he quickly comes up with an idea. Despite the pair not being particularly fond of one another, the marriage is the key to binding the two realms and creating a stronger union against an upcoming threat. Layke's proposal to Belle is simple... their parents said they had to get married, but they never said how long for. Layke and Belle would bond the two realms and build up their armies, eliminate whatever threat their parents were so concerned over and then go their separate ways as if they had never even met. Simple enough, right? Or would these enemies end up lovers?
Cassian smiled wickedly. “When I fuck you, Italia – and make no mistake about it, baby, I will fuck you – the only talking you’ll be doing is begging me to let you come. And don’t doubt that I’ll make you come. Not just the once. You’ll come over and over again, until I decide you’ve had enough. Until I decide that I’ve had enough.” ******** Italia Furrows is a wolf shifter with extraordinary healing skills… and serious problems. First, her father is determined that she mate for life with a shifter named Rayden West, whom the feisty Italia can’t stand. Second, she has a wolf who has been so emotionally traumatized, Italia can’t shift in fear that her wolf will go feral and hurt someone. Her pack and father think she is latent, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. To make matters worse, Italia is kidnapped by Cassian Knight, a dangerous Alpha male from another pack. And as much as she wants to resist Cassian, Italia is incredibly, maddeningly attracted to him. As the pack Alpha, Cassian doesn’t have the space or time in his life for a relationship. But when he makes Italia a tempting proposal that will benefit the both of them, the strong-willed healer has to decide whether escaping an unwelcome bond with Rayden is worth the risks of mating with Cassian, no matter how temporary their allegiance is intended to be. With the submissive wolf act to maintain, and an Alpha who is intent on ignoring the intense hunger for the wilful spitfire, what could go wrong?
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
"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."
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!"
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
When they were kids, Derek saved Norah's life. Years later, after Derek ended up in a vegetative state from a car crash, Norah married him without a second thought and even used her medical knowledge to heal him. For two years, Norah was devoted, seeking his affection and looking to settle her life-saving debt. But when Derek's first love returned, Norah, faced with divorce, didn't hesitate to sign. Despite being labeled as forsaken, few knew of her true talents. She was a race car driver, a famed designer, a genius hacker, and a renowned doctor. Regretting his decision, Derek begged for her forgiveness. Just then, a charming CEO intervened, embracing Norah and declaring, "Back off! She's my wife!" Taken aback, Norah blurted out, "What did you say?"