Scarlet was a lowly omega in Crescent Moon Pack. She was treated like a slave in the pack because she doesn't have a wolf. To make everything worse she was an orphan and no one was treating her well. Her only hope was to find her destined mate but on her eighteenth birthday she found out that her mate is none other than the pack's alpha, her biggest tormenter. --- He looked down at me and then Slapped me with full force. Causing me to hit my head straight on the wall again causing it to bleed more. Then Mathias pointed the gun and Shot the bullet, making me stop breathing. I closed my eyes and felt like my world had stopped moving. I covered my ears tightly. "Open Your fucking eyes Scarlet" Mathias said I slowly opened my eyes, still feeling the terror clearly in my heart. I was breathing heavily when I looked at myself. I wasn't hurt by the bullet. I was alive without being shot by the gun. "Look at me baby. This gun shot, I never lost the target but only diverted my shot to make you realize that if you won't cooperate, I would have only one choice. To kill you and fuck your deadly corpse" Mathias said pulling my hair fiercely. "Now get the fuck up or I'll only force you to do my pleasurable work" He said but I was still scared of the gunshot. When he saw that I was not obeying his commands he pulled me by my already injured arm that was bleeding due to Mathias putting pressure on the wounds. "You obey me or you'll be forced no matter how much you hate me I'll claim you tonight" He pulled my hair furiously and threw me on his bed.
In a cramped and eerie room, the air was causing suffering to breathe in. The only sound was made from rats hidden in darkness. The room had only a small window which served as ventilation for the room. The room was almost empty, there was nothing to call it beautiful, no decoration to make it look beautiful. The old paintings were also peeling off from the walls, which caused the bugs and other insects and reptiles to make a home for themselves.
The only thing to be called furniture was an old chair with a broken table along with a wardrobe which looked like it was going to break at any moment but still, it was loved by the owner.
It was four in the morning and Scarlet was sleeping on a worn-out mattress, tired from the work she did for pack members the previous day. Suddenly there was a banging sound on the door making her jolt up, she slept back and lay there peacefully. After a while, there was another banging noise that scared the hell out of her. She stood up rubbing her eyes.
She only slept for two hours, yet here they were waking her up again. She wanted to scream that the hell was waking her up this early in the morning, but she couldn't say that. She was an omega and wolfless, to make it worse she was just an omega. Everyone in the pack treated her like she was not a human.
As she went towards the kitchen she walked past the store room. The lights were off making the corridors look haunted. As she strode towards the kitchen, the lights were switched off, giving it a dark view, making her quite scared of walking further into the dark, the lampstand was still quite far from her reach.
"What is the time? I think it's probably four in the morning"
She whispered to herself, thinking that the pack members and Alpha family always get up after six o'clock in the morning.
She was about to walk past the beta quarter when she felt a hand drag her from the corner, she voiced out a light scream, struggling to break free from whoever was dragging her to a place she couldn't see because of the dark.
"Help, help, let go of me"
She shouted, but the corridors were too quiet for anyone to hear her, everyone was still asleep so no one heard her. But who must have been dragging her? Whoever was dragging her was a male, his hands made it clear that it was a man, the man's hands covering her mouth, stopping her from screaming, her words came out muffled.
A door opened and closed immediately, and with a heavy force, she back got slammed on a wall, making her hurt and a hiss escaped her lips, the male was quite a strong one, but the pain never stopped her from trying to struggle, but a heavy slap descended on her face, making her stop struggling, as she hissed with pain, holding on to her cheek, a scream erupted from her lips but the male was quick enough to quieten her with his hand.
Raising her head, the room was dark, but a little light from the rising sun made the features of whosoever had kidnapped her visible. She saw her captor, who was no other male wolf but the Son of Alpha of Crescent Moon Pack, Mathias, the next in line who will soon be the Alpha of Crescent Moon Pack, who was yet to find a mate for himself but he never got to be blessed by a mate. He has always been spoiled, pampered, and raised more than a prince, making him arrogant and evil. He was not the King of Werewolves but everyone said that the King is more ruthless than Alpha Mathias. Even Alpha Mathias was scared of the Werewolf Alpha King.
Mathias had always been given the best things, possessions, and power and he was her worst bully. The first wolf who made her life most painful in the pack, and this made him her worst enemy, his dragging her here to the store room, meant, he wanted to give her more trouble, but the Alpha wolf never seemed to make a sentence to her, he had been quiet, watching her with those green eyes, which looked like it wanted to burn her to death. She raised her head fully. Now staring at his face, he had given her a two-foot space, which made her breathe properly. But she knew she was in really big trouble.
"What can I help you with alpha Mathias"
She whispered, hoping her voice never sounded so rash or weak, anything that has to do with alpha Mathias, every person needs to be careful with the way they talk, the man was like the rebirth of a devil, who takes simple things so seriously to make everyone pay for it.
But the reply she got from him surprised her, the alpha's son strode towards her, caging her on the wall, she shook with fear, never expecting such actions from him, this was the first time the alpha's son had come close to her. What was he trying to do with her, was he not satisfied with the title of being a bully, did he want an upgrade or been called a pervert?
Mathias raised his hands towards her cheek, as he brought the other hands near her head, blocking her from escaping, then raised her head, making her look at him, eye to eye contact.
"Good morning wolf wolf-less omega, I never knew you got the energy to fight me back. Well considering in the daytime, would be the day we find our mates"
He said, stopping midway at his words, he was twenty-nine, and everyone knew how hard it was for him to find his mate, maybe, because the goddess had caused him not to have a mate because of his evil deeds and cruel ways.
. What does Mathias mean when he mentions 'the day we find our mates'? Is there a connection between Scarlet and Mathias that she's unaware of?
. How will Scarlet navigate this dangerous encounter with Mathias, the Alpha's son, and what consequences might this confrontation have for her future in the pack?
. Will Mathias' unexpected behavior towards Scarlet lead to a shift in their dynamics, or is there something more sinister lurking beneath his actions, waiting to be unveiled?
In the golden haze of her wedding day, love's promise bloomed, and happiness enveloped her heart. But fate had a cruel twist awaiting her. As the vows echoed and the celebration soared, shadows stirred in the corners of her joy. The menace of rogues, lurking with unknown intentions, cast a foreboding cloud over the festivities. Yet, even in the midst of chaos, the vows were sealed, and her life intertwined with another's. The sudden attack shattered her elation, unleashing torrents of regret for a choice that now felt like a trap. Stranded in a reality she never anticipated, she found herself caught between her own decisions and the onslaught of danger. Amidst the chaos, a sinister fireball seared through the air, a harbinger of a greater threat. Who held such formidable power, capable of manipulating elements to their will? The answer was a haunting echo from her past, a figure she had hoped to banish forever—the man who once tormented her in nightmares and shaped her darkest memories. Now, destiny's cruel hand pushes them to meet once again. Their collision, like worlds colliding, promises to reignite old flames of fear, desperation, and a determination to survive. In a dance of past and present, choices will be tested, and a battle for redemption, revenge, or something more sinister will unfold.
In a world of mortals lives a beautiful little girl named Evangeline. She was a Blessed Werewolf princess raised in secrecy to learn her powers and wait for the right time to make a comeback. She was fiercely trained by a powerful Angel Prince Mark but on her eighteenth birthday, she found out that her mate was none other than the Ruthless Vampire Alpha King whom all werewolves feared. That Day when she thought that there would be a great war between two species, but to her shock he offered protection instead of Hostility. They thought that their enemy was Evangeline's power-hungry Uncle but the darkest past has still to unravel the history of Werewolves when they face an unseen enemy who becomes a threat to the women of all realms. What will happen to the love life of Evangeline and Ryder with them always coming face-to-face with the living danger? Will they be able to protect their family and people or do they have to lose something big in this battle?
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.