She lived with her abusive stepfather and her mother, having sacrificed her happiness for 18 years for the sake of her mother. She thought her father was cruel for leaving her mother while she was pregnant. She considered herself jinxed until she discovered her father's real identity... he's the Alpha... Once she discovered who she really was, she resolved not to let that truth go, even if being the Alpha's daughter meant being mated to a cruel Alpha who never wanted her to be his Luna. "Crystal, I want you to reject me. I don't think we can be mated." Alpha Logan spoke to her privately. She smiled and looked at him, "But you've accepted my father's offer, the arranged mating bond!" He scratched the back of his neck and explained while avoiding her gaze, "I couldn't refuse his offer! He proposed merging the two packs! I didn't want to create strife between us. But you can reject this. You are his only daughter, he would never oppose your happiness. " She stepped closer to him and said, "So, you don't like me and you have another woman in your life?" She wondered. He shook his head, "Not really. But I don't see you as my Luna. You don't eat properly, you're not highly educated and you know nothing about Royal fashion. and..." He didn't realize that with every word escaping his mouth, he was breaking her heart. But she decided not to be weak like her mother and seize the opportunity. She would do anything to make her father proud of her. She raised her head high and said, "I, Crystal, the daughter of Alpha Dominic, accept you, Alpha Logan, as my mate." "Whattttttt????"
Crystal
As I finished cleaning our tiny, run-down house, I felt sweat drip from my forehead. The moment the grand old clock in our house chimed 10 pm, coupled with the hooting of an owl outside, I raced to my room, breathless and panicking, and shut the door firmly behind me. The sound of the lock clicking into place, was like a starting bell of my nightly nightmare.
My stepfather, who's more like a nightmarish monster, walks in through our front door every night, always surrounded by a sickening scent of alcohol that seems to follow him everywhere. He vents his anger and frustrations on me. Earlier in the evening, I had made dinner for him with trembling hands. I left the meal discreetly on the old table in our worn-down dining room, silently praying that the food would be sufficient to pacify him tonight.
Scared and anxious, I quickly climbed into my bed and tugged my old, thin blanket over me. I buried my head underneath it, hoping against all odds that this makeshift fortress could protect me from the coming storm. My heart pounded rhythmically against my chest, as fear and anticipation set in. The pitch-black enveloping me seemed to echo my terror, making the familiarity of the situation even more horrifying.
The only sounds that broke the deafening silence of the night were the intermittent hoots from the owl outside, and the distant creaking of our rusty gate. I silently prayed for my stepfather to show some mercy, to have a sudden change of heart, and to end his torturous behavior towards me. But each passing day was the same, extinguishing any flicker of hope, leaving only the grim reality.
His heavy, unsteady footsteps and his muffled mutterings became all too audible through my room's thin walls. His deep, threatening voice was noticeably filled with rage, as he screamed at my frail and sick mother, "What's this slop? Leftovers? I work all day and this is what I come home to? I'm pushing myself to my limits every single day, scraping by just to afford your endless medicines and to keep that annoying child of yours fed. Is this how you repay me? Where is the little devil hiding tonight?"
Ignoring my mother's suffering, without a pause, he redirected his anger towards her yet again. She bore the brunt of his brutal rants, defenseless against his savage outbursts.
Despite my fear, the fact that my mother was outside being thrown around like a rag doll spurred me into action. I've put up with all the mistreatment, beatings and humiliation, not for me, but for my weak mom.
When I heard a loud slap echo through the house, I snapped out of my fear. With my heart racing, I threw open my room door, angrily yelling at him, "Leave her alone!"
He turned his harmful look on me, his bloodshot eyes filled with hate. He laughed sarcastically, mocking, "Oh, so you've come out to play, have you? What's this surprise?"
Without waiting, he threw the ceramic plates at my face, shouting, "Eat it off the floor like the dog you are!" With my heart beating fast, I found the courage to refuse him, "No, I will not do it. This has to stop now. You cannot continue to treat me or my mom like this. If you find it so hard to pay for my mother's medicines, then I will take over."
At my words, he laughed nastily. His chilling laughter scared me. He came closer, his heavy steps echoing in the small room, matching the pounding of my heart. I was so scared; I wanted to take back my words, to apologize, but it was too late for that.
Suddenly, his cold, rough hands grabbed my hair, forcing me to stand up. He was so strong, making me bend down to his level. My mom was crying, begging, "Please... please, don't hurt her. I'll do anything."
In response, he declared his true intentions, and without any shame, he told my horrified mom, "Well, your illness has made you old and useless!"
Then, to make his point, he pulled me closer to him, one strong arm around my waist, the other hand gripping my jaw tightly, "Because I want her instead."
At his words, my mom screamed in horror, which made me struggle to free myself. The sound of our cries echoed in the room, very loud against the otherwise silent night.
Without thinking, I kicked him hard in the groin, forcing him to let me go. Crying out in pain, he yelled angrily, "If that's how you want it, then both of you can leave my house!"
I looked at my mom; tears were in her eyes. If we left his house, we had nowhere else to go. Her health was deteriorating fast, and she was just a shadow of her former, lively self. Her medicines were very expensive, leaving us with barely anything for daily living. Despite not being very rich, he wasted his monthly income on alcohol.
Despite my fear and uncertainty, I realized there was no other option; I had to protect my mother even if that meant adding to her burden. Her heart had never fully recovered after my biological father abandoned her while she was pregnant with me. She frequently shared stories of their deep connection, emphasizing the incredible bond that formed when two people loved each other completely.
Despite numerous attempts, I never managed to find him. For 18 years, my mother never hinted at where he could be. My frustration with him grew to resentment for abandoning us and causing my mom so much heartache.
However, even amid my anger, I knew I had to make some tough choices for the sake of my mom's wellbeing. She was my entire family, after all.
Amid the turmoil in the room, I mustered enough courage to confront our tormentor, glaring at him as I announced, "I agree."
His eyebrows shot up in surprise as he asked, "Agree???"
My mother seemed confused, her voice weak and shaky, "What do you mean?"
Momentarily steadying myself, I answered in a low, cold voice, "I will give you what you need. I'll give you my body, but you must not harm either of us ever again. Plus, you must pay for all her medications."
His eyes gleamed, clearly pleased and excited by my words. A cruel smirk spread on his alcohol-marked face as he simply agreed, "Sure...I will."
Suddenly, my mom mustered enough strength to stand in front of me. She opened the house door, letting a cold breeze in. The open doorway seemed like the end of the road. As I tried to process the repercussions, my mother turned to face me. Her voice trembled with finality, "Crystal, leave. Get out of here now. I can't bear to see you suffer any longer."
I was struggling to understand what was being said, tripping over my words, replying, "Mom. I'm...I'm doing this...for you."
He then threatened my mom, shakily yelling, "If she leaves, you're going too. I don't want a sick wife."
But my mom was clear and focused, not scared of his words, confidently replying, "You don't scare me. I will tell Alpha everything."
Unsure of everything, I asked them, "What did he do?"
Ignoring me and rushing over to my mom, he shouted dismissively, "Alpha won't believe your crazy accusations."
However, my tired mom remained firm and confident, "He might not believe me, but he'll believe his daughter."
Her words shocked me, I was lost for words, my voice shaking, "Wh-What do you mean, Mom?"
Approaching me, her hands on my shoulder, she calmly and assertively said "I'm not kicking you out of my life, just this house. Crystal, you need your real Father now, Alpha Dominic. Run away from this man. Tell him that I have always loved him, and that he was tricked into thinking that I cheated."
Shocked by the truth, my stepfather's pleading trembled with fear, "No, don't go. Don't tell him anything... If the truth is revealed, he will kill me."
Pushing him away, I turned to my mother crying, "Mom, you need to come with me. I can't leave you with this man..."
But as I was pleading with her, she clutched at her chest in pain, and she fainted before my eyes.
Aria never wanted to marry Kael, the arrogant playboy her father forced her to accept as her fiancé. But Kael had his own twisted motives-he only wanted her because she was the one girl who refused him. When Aria rejected his demand to sleep with him a week before their wedding, Kael tried to take what he wanted by force. His drunken pursuit ended in tragedy when he was struck by a car, leaving Aria caught in the crossfire of blame. Zander, Kael's elder brother and the soon-to-be Alpha King, believed Aria was responsible for his brother's death-and promiscuous to boot. To prevent war between their packs, Zander agreed to marry her, but only for revenge. His plan? Ruin Aria's life for a year, then cast her aside and divorce her. But Zander's scheme begins to unravel when his ex-best friend Asher returns, determined to take Aria for himself. As secrets from the past resurface, Zander discovers betrayal, lies, and truths he never wanted to face. Was Aria truly guilty, or was she just another pawn in a deadly game of power and revenge? Asher laugh and say, "You're a fool; she never wanted to come. I told her you were with Lyra, so she came. And now I've achieved my goal: I ruined your marriage." Zander feel foolish, asking, "But why? I never did anything to you! You were my best friend. I should have killed you when you slept with my ex fiancée, Lyra!" Asher respond, "You knew I loved her, but you stole Lyra from me. She was my true mate, but she refused to marry me because you were soon to be the Alpha King! She never loved you. She loved me but wanted to be the queen of werewolves; that's all." Zander would realize how foolish he was. Yet, he still believed Aria wasn't innocent because she slept with his deceased brother before the wedding.
She spent eighteen years in an orphanage, but it was time to get out. According to the orphanage rules, once a child reaches legal age, they must depend on themselves. Celine didn't know what to do; luckily, she met her savior that day. If only she had known what she was getting herself into, she would never have gone with him. Celine found herself caught in a life of addiction, living in his house, where he was ready to sell her organs to get his fix. To save her life, she had to help him sell drugs. Her innocence became a liability. Soon, she found herself targeted by the king's men-kidnapped, bound, and tortured for selling drugs without their permission. But sometimes, what we fear the most might turn out to be the best for us. Celine found herself trapped in the king's palace, drowning in his love and married to him by force.
"Please, let me go," she begged, her eyes brimming with tears and her voice shaking with fear. Struggling to breathe, she felt trapped in his overwhelming embrace. He ignored her pleas, seemingly unaware of the pain he was causing, driven by jealousy that clouded his judgment. With all her strength, she pushed against him, desperate for even a moment of freedom. But he held her down, his voice low and threatening as he said, "No, I want you now." In that moment, everything changed for her. She was his younger brother's fiancée, and this encounter marked the beginning of a dark path. In an instant, her innocence was shattered, but she would eventually seek justice.
Two strangers-one destined to be the Alpha of the Green Hell Pack and the other the future female Alpha of the Bloody Pack-find themselves trapped in an arranged mating meant to unite their packs. Originally intended for their younger siblings, circumstances leave them with no choice but to accept the bond to save face. Life seems perfect until Julia's ex-boyfriend, Alpha Mark, refuses to let go, resorting to drastic measures to sabotage their union, including kidnapping her. With a possessive mate like Alpha Xander, Julia initially feels compelled to submit. Yet, as time passes, she begins to see him as her true mate. Just as love blossoms, it fades when Xander disappears, leaving behind a harsh letter that shatters their bond, claiming it was because she couldn't conceive. But did the possessive Alpha truly abandon his mate for that reason, or was he forced to take desperate measures to win her back?
She never intended to collide with the most dangerous bad boy at her school. Already trying to stay under the radar from those ruthless werewolves, she felt different from them. Born into the most powerful pack and carrying a royal bloodline, she knew she didn't belong. She couldn't shift like they did; despite not being an omega, she was the weakest of her kind. But her real struggle was that she was blind. That fateful day marked the beginning of her suffering. She had never dreamed of her mate, convinced he would reject her upon discovering her perceived uselessness. All she had was her wolf instincts, which helped her navigate the school, pretending to be normal. No one knew her secret-no one noticed her. Until that day...
He never imagined he would fall in love, especially not with the daughter of his enemy! She never imagined that writing an article about the enigmatic Tomas Charl could lead her into a world of danger. With a reputation as a wealthy businessman, he masked a far darker truth-he was the head of a mafia organization. Her intentions were pure, driven by a strong moral compass and the hope that love could change him. She envisioned a future where they could leave his criminal life behind, unaware that she was already entangled in his web. "How dare you enter my room without permission?" she stammered, disbelief washing over her as she instinctively shielded herself. He closed the door and locked it, the click echoing ominously. Stepping closer, he invaded her personal space, the rhythm of her racing heart palpable in the silence. With a predatory whisper, he leaned in, "I can do as I please. This is my house, and everything in it, including you, is mine." He captured her lips in a forceful kiss, leaving her breathless and confused.
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.
Rena, forced to flee to escape a marriage to a man as old as her father, made a spontaneous decision to marry Kellan, a stranger whose skills in homemaking were only matched by his financial acumen and his gentle demeanor. As their marriage unfolded, it took on a comforting predictability, with Kellan consistently showing himself to be reliable in every emergency. This sense of security crumbled when Rena uncovered Kellan’s true identity and the hidden motives behind their union. Enraged, she initiated a divorce and disappeared. Yet, it was not long before Kellan found her once again...
"I am flawed in every way possible," she said. "Good, I never asked for perfection," he replied immediately. When Sapphire Conrad, the wayward daughter of the Conrad Family, was called back to New York after running away from home to Gisborne, she only had a plan. Appear at the mansion, listen to whatever nonsense she had to say and say no to it, put up a strong font, then go back to her kids in Gisborne. Using her energy while trying to get revenge on all of them is a total waste of time even though they deserved to be trampled upon for what they did to her. It sounds like an easy enough plan until she got there and was asked to get into a marriage of convenience. Staying at New York was risky, she would be forced to face her ex-fiance who she had a nine years relationship with, the ex-best friend who snatched her fiance, her sister and mother who hate her with passion, and the list was longer than just that. But she couldn't leave her twin brother who is in danger there and there is this tiny little fact that Mr. Alexander Antonio Aldine, the CEO of Triple A Group definitely won't let her go.
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
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!"