Being a puppet for the alpha isn't exactly what Ava had dreamt of, but yes, she has to be what she is without choice. Ava was sold by her father to the playboy Alpha who has a collection of sex slaves, she hopes to win his heart and he hopes to use her. Find out what twists are there to come for them.. Note: 🔞 if you don't feel comfortable with sex slaves then please don't read.
Ava Deal stood with her head bowed at the door of the Bond-Moon park house, with her hands clasping her luggage. She couldn't believe she was right here, and not in the safety of her home at White-Moon pack. She couldn't believe she was here as a slave. Wait, not just any slave, but the Alpha's sex slave.
Why had she come here? She could have easily ran away because her dad had only taken her as far as the border, with only a crisp note to accompany her. A sad smile touched her lips as she thought about it. She was really strange, calling Stallone Deal, dad after everything that had happened. The man didn't deserve to be called dad. He was a fucking monster!
"Miss, who are you?" A man queried.
Ava blinked twice as she stared dumbly at the man. Then, his words hit her. She swallowed hard as the shame of her intentions hit her like a bag of bricks. It was too late to leave now.
"I have an appointment with Alpha Jax," She said quietly.
She watched him pull his black jacket close to him like he was cold, which wasn't normal with the weather they were presently in. The man licked his lips, standing straighter than was remotely possible.
"Come with me," He said briskly.
Ava closed her eyes for a split second. The moment she stepped foot in the pack house, everything she ever hoped for, dreamt off, and lived for would be thrown into the wind. This would be her prison from today onward. She could only pray that the Alpha was kind.
She dragged her luggage into the pack house, trailing behind the man who walked so quickly like he was in a hurry.
"Wait here," He ordered, without looking back.
Ava grounded to a halt, and watched him go to the door below the staircase. She zoned out once more, thinking about her mother, Amy. What would her plight be now? Her father would practically torture her so much that she would lose all her hopes to live. Why did the moon goddess pair her mother with such a monster? It was not right.
Nothing was right actually. It wasn't her presence in this room or the fact that things can go worse from here. It was nothing. She dropped the bag finally, her hand throbbing in relief, then she sat on it. She felt so weak and incredibly tired.
If only her mother could be brave? If only she could fight Stallone Deal off with her chest puffed up, then none of these would be happening. It almost felt like her mother enjoyed being tortured and oppressed. But, actually, it was Avery Deal being weak. She practically had no backbone. None, whatsoever!
Ava sighed as she looked around, not picking any designs because her heart and soul were far from here. Why didn't the moon goddess bless them with better resources and partners? It was so insane being stuck in this awful way when you served someone with your whole heart. It was just not right.
She blinked away the tears that threatened to suffocate her. It was no use crying. In a couple of minutes, her whole world would be turning on its head. And, if her Alpha was a moody son of a bitch, then she'd really need to have her wits around her. She had to be strong.
She sat up stronger, like doing this would actually manifest that inner strength. It did not. She only felt her muscles crying for some sort of relief. How long was she going to sit here? She hoped not for so long, because she didn't wish to develop muscle cranks.
She twirled around the box, a zip sound glitzed to the air. Her eyes were rooting on the glass door once more, as she contemplated giving it a run. She facepalmed herself at her stupidity, why could she not be decisive for once? She'd had her chance and she blew it, surely the pack warriors would become alert if she were to do such a thing. It was too risky to do, and she didn't have the strength to run wildly if it came down to it.
Ava's nostrils flared as she picked a woodsy scent. Without turning, she felt her stomach flutter, unleashing butterflies up her throat. A cold sweat dropped down her skin, and then with dry lips, as she turned sideways. Her brown eyes caught the stranger's dark ones.
She pushed herself to her feet by a force greater than her. Her legs moved rapidly to him. Everything inside of her was screaming one word, mate!
Her hands lounged forward, hoping to engulf him in a mouth-watering kiss, only for him to push her on the floor. She stared at him confused, and her wolf whimpered in pain.
"In the Bond-Moon pack, you do not touch your Alpha until he tells you to!" He snapped coldly.
Ava stared at him, like he was crazy. Maybe he didn't know they were mates. That was surely the case. Without thinking, she held his hand in hers. It was so cold to the touch.
"Alpha, I'm your mate!" She said desperately, willing him to understand who she was to him.
He pulled his hands away, like she was disgusting. Then, he leaned forward, their eyes meeting like electric currents. She wanted nothing more than for him to claim her.
"I would say this once! I really hope you pay attention. I do not have a mate!" He turned his back on her. "Get your things to the first room upstairs. Your work would start soon, slave." He said arrogantly.
Ava wasn't sure she was still breathing. For a second she had thought being his mate will be her breakthrough. This was too much! In one sentence, he'd put her in her place. She looked at him with renewed hate. Why couldn't she be happy for once? The Alpha neither rejected or accepted her, she wasn't sure which was worse.
Ava lost her parents as a teenager and was left in the care of her ruthless older stepbrother, who treats her worse than a slave. For years, she lived as a loyal meek "puppy." In exchange for his debt, her stepbrother sells her to Caleb Morano, the mafia lord who only wants a baby factory...
In a werewolf world where wolves still belive in gods and decisions are made that females shouldn't rule. Alina sets to break this record, with this she set some goals for herself; she is going to be the first female Alpha at all cost, she is going to make history even if it means she has to blaspheme the gods. But how exactly is she going to achieve this? find out in this trilling sweet novel that would leave you in an amusing spirit.
"S-Save me!" Roxanne ran desperately, pushing her body to its limits as she feared for her life. Her eyes darted across the vast woods, searching for the apparition she had seen before she took to her heels. Then she saw it, the thing which relentlessly pursued her. The shadow resembled something she had never seen before, a man, a beast, she had no idea. The only certainty she had left was the fact that it was after her. "Someone... Someone help me!" She cried. Her voice was lost in the large expanse of dried barks and wilted branches. The snowy field of thorns and the cold winds of winter seemed to swallow her entire being, almost like it choked her. Her breathing became uneven as she panted due to exhaustion, yet she couldn't stop running. Doing so would mean her end. As she dashed through the cold and snowy path, she could hear it getting closer. "Grrrrrrrrrrrr"  The sound sent shivers down her spine. She willed herself with every fiber of her being not to look behind her for the fear of what she might see. She could feel it's gaze on her, she could hear the sound of it's growl. Roxanne could sense her pursuer's nearing proximity as she fled for her life. Many questions raced through her mind, but she didn't have the luxury to answer any of them. The only thing at the forefront of her mind was survival. Fortunately for her, the falling snow had ceased, else she would have been in a much more awry state. She just had to keep her legs moving until she reached the road intersection where she would get help. Yes, help would come! She heard creaking sounds above her, from the branches of the trees behind and beside her. The monster was pouncing on them, keeping pace with her desperate sprint. She looked around her, but the creature moved too fast for her eyes to clearly capture its movements. It was as though the beast was toying with her, playing a game it knew it would win. ~ Coming to her grandma's in the woods for Christmas after an heated argument with her mom, Roxanne has never thought she would experience something like this. "Mine" The voice roared.
A twenty six year old Isabella, who aspires to be a baker is hooked in an arranged marriage with a mafia prince she hates. Little does she know that it is all to save her life from a predator who wants her as his prey. * * What do you mean I am getting married to Lucas Crawford!!!! I exclaimed. That guy is a damn womanizer and am not ready to get married, for Christ sake I want to be a successful baker first!!! I added shouting Calm down sweetie, mom tried to percify me but dad cut her short. Now listen two me young lady, you are my daughter and I know what's best for you and no daughter of mine would be a worthless baker, so shut up and get dressed the Crawford's are having dinner with us.. He shouted. Of course no daughter of the great McKenzie family can be a baker isn't it? How absurd, oh I know this is another one of your business isn't it? Well Mr McKenzie I hope you sell your daughter for a very good price... I ranted but he cut me short with a slap. I looked at my once loving father and ran upstairs to my room. Isabella!!!! Mom tried calling me but I turned deaf ears I know what to do. Lucas Crawford Ceo of The Crawford Automobile industry, Bad ass womanizer and a Rude idiot. Our parts crossed once and am never going to marry that idiot.
Brown eyes, with huge muscular body of a Greek god, Billionaire city sweetheart and big time player, Alexander Montero had a night of fun with his Personal Assistant "Petra George", a lady with great curves, with light brown eyes, intelligent with great personality. Though both has always nursed feelings for each other, but they never really showed it, To Petra he was her boss and to Alex she isn't his type. Sacking her heartlessly from her Job, the morning of the night they had sex, Alex couldn't stop thinking about her and planned his wedding with a mini devil Skyler thinking Petra would come running. Petra on the other hand finds out she is pregnant with her bosses baby. Petra's best friend "Ariana" alongside her boyfriend"Liam" who is also Alex best friend tried uniting them but it's going to be a rollercoaster of Love, Betrayal, Death, deceit and many more. Sit back, grab your popcorn and read yet another unique billionaire romance drama.
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
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."
Sequel to chasing my estranged wife; I want you back. ******** " You promised me!'' I screamed. "You promised that you wouldn't hurt me, you made the vows that you would stand beside me, Ryan, and what did you do? You broke me into smithereens. I don't want anything to do with you anymore. When I said we were done. I meant it!" Falling in love with him had come in a whirlwind, she couldn't account for how exactly it had happened but what she knew was that she didn't want to let go once she was in. For Ryan, when he made a vow, he had meant it, but nothing had told him about marriage, that it wasn't just a bed of roses, but it had thorns in it as well. When secrets piled up between them and vows broken, they had no choice but to let go of each other, but years later, he wanted her back. Like the air he breathed, he chased after her, but she was gone. Left with the remnants of his actions, he is torn between getting her back and damning all consequences or letting go of her and his children, which would it be?
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?"
Being dumped by my mate, Ethan, on my dream New Year cruise tour was bad enough. Watching him swap spit with Vanessa? Absolute hell. Enter Lucas-the cocky, sinfully hot hockey Alpha-who claims I'm his mate. But he doesn't want love; he wants revenge, proposing a fake relationship to rile Ethan. Now I'm stuck sharing a suite with the guy who has secrets of his own. Christmas and New Year on a luxury ship was supposed to be magical...not a steamy, chaotic mess. What could go wrong?