Sarah is a powerful lycan, born with a rare twin brother. Their kind is usually killed at birth because of their strength. Sarah was kept hidden, but now she must find her brother. However, there are those who want to kill her to gain her powers. On her journey, she meets Easton, a lycan sent to kill her. But they start to fall in love. Can Sarah trust Easton and stay alive, or will he be the one to end her life?
I couldn't believe my eyes. It was a baby picture of me that my parents kept hidden. My parents lied to me, I have a twin brother. I sat on my bed staring at the picture. How could they do this to us? I sat there for what felt like hours staring at the picture. I jumped as my mom opened my door. I tried to hide the picture but it was too late she saw it.
"Why didn't you tell me?!" I demanded as she sighed.
"To protect him," my mom said as I frowned.
"I don't believe you!" I yelled as she frowned.
"I don't care if you don't believe me but you won't speak of this to anyone!" She snapped ripping the photo from my hand. I got up following her down stares when I saw Benard the Alpha. I quickly ducked as my mom handed me the picture. She smiled at him as he looked at her. "What are you doing here?"
"I heard that you know when one or both of the Lycans are," he said as her smile vanished.
"I'm sorry but that's not true," she said as they tensed. I felt his anger and impatience.
"If you don't tell me I will take you before the pack and kill you, your husband and little Sarah," he growled as she flinched.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" She yelled as he grabbed her throat. I gasped wanting desperately to help her but I knew that I couldn't. I snuck back into my room. I shut the door carefully. I grabbed my phone texting my dad to warn him to stay away. I touched my necklace wishing I could use it to help but she wouldn't let me. I know that I need to find my brother to help him and if I helped her I might never find him. I heard her screams and I knew then she was being killed.
"Easton you must find them. You are the only one strong enough to kill them!" Benard snapped hanging up his phone. I felt hot tears rushing down my face as I slid under my bed. I held my breath as Benard ran through the house. He walked into my room opening the closet. "I know you are here Sarah come out and I won't hurt you." I paused before deciding my only chance was to come out. He has no idea I'm the powerful Lycan thanks to my mother. She taught me to turn on a full moon and to be careful turning when it wasn't a full moon. She also showed me how to hold back my strength.
"Benard please don't hurt me," I stuttered as he smirked. He walked forward touching my golden hair as he circled me.
"I want you to join my guard," he said causing me to frown.
"I'm only seventeen," I whispered as he laughed.
"So you are one of the best fighters in the pack. Only you could beat my beta," he said as I contemplated what to do.
"Fine but only if you spare my father," I said firmly pressing my lips into a tight line.
"Deal now lets go," he said grabbing my arm pulling me downstairs. He dragged me toward his jeep pushing me into the passenger seat. He spread to his house which was more like a fortress. He drove inside parking next to his beta who happens to be his wife.
"Where do I change into proper guard attire?" I asked as he motioned a guard over. I gulped knowing staying here was a huge risk for my safety. If even one person saw my birthmark
they would know. The birthmark was shaped like a wolf head and it was on my left shoulder blade.
"Nate will show you," Benard said walking away from me. I got out of the jeep following Nate. He had piercing blue eyes and dark hair. He handed me a black tank top with black tight pants to put on with black combat boots. I grabbed a black thin jacket pulling it on. I couldn't help but laugh at their color choice.
"Nate what do I do all day?" I asked walking out of the bathroom.
"Shadow his wife," Nate said causing me to walk into the main house to find Issabelle. I wondered around until I found Benard and Issabelle in the library. I felt my anxiety spike as I realized they were researching the Gemini Lycans. I stood against the wall near another guard as they read book after book.
"Are you sure no one in the pack had twins?" Issabelle asked causing Benard to face me.
"Sarah do you know who had twins?" He asked and I could see he was going to analyze my answer.
"No sir, if I had I would tell you," I said firmly hoping he couldn't tell I was lying.
"See no one knows of any twins in the pack," he said as Issabelle returned to her book.
"Hey I found something," she said turning the book around. "It's a knife that can only injury a Gemini Lycan."
"I've seen this before," he said his eyes snapping to mine. "At Sarah's house!"
"Sir I can go get it if you like," I said softly hoping he wouldn't test it on me.
"Take Nate with you," he said as I walked down the stairs and through the courtyard. I found Nate calling to him.
"We are going to my place to get a special knife for Benard," I said as he tossed me a set of keys. "We taking the motorcycles?"
"Yes now let's go," he said leading me to the bikes. I hoped on staring it up. I put a helmet on racing out of the compound. My hair whipped behind me as we sped toward my house. I stopped hoping off the bike rushing into the house pausing at the sight of my mother staring blankly at me. I took a breath before walking into my mother's room grabbing the knife careful not to touch the blade. I walked over to Nate handing it to him.
"Here it is," I said getting back on the bike. As I drove I thought of running but continued to the compound. I had no escape from my current situation and I had no clue how I was going to save myself from this...
"Damn them!" I scream. I sense my inner wolf and thwart his advances, yet he continually emerges. Jon is just another prick who dared to approach him with that blasted needle. Ophelia has left. I start to crawl into the dirt, letting my wolf come out and my shift take over. I bolt. Behind me, a hundred paws are striking the ground. I experience bursts of fire and anguish, yet everything is consumed by wrath. I awakened to see the light rising over the hills ahead of me. I blearily eye the orange disk. Is it dawning on you? I haven't let my wolf get to me since I was eighteen. "Alpha," croaks Jon's voice. Sticking to his bare, perspiring flesh are the filthy muck and forest debris. His lower face is covered in stubble, with dark circles under his eyes from weariness. He appears just as bad as I do. Ophelia. She's gone from me.
At that very time, a powerful impulse to locate Ian and deliver my strongest blow to him struck me at three hundred miles per hour. Despite not knowing the answer myself, I lifted my little finger and wrapped it around Theo's, saying, "Pinky promise." "Silly," he chuckles. "That's supposed to be my line, you fucker," I say. "You and your beautiful, wide range of vocabulary," he continues. I inhale another of his sweet laughs, which fills the whole space. His laugh is so infectious that I can't help but chuckle too. I was well aware that it would be our final meal together until this wretched week was finally over.
"You ever brave enough to ask Emily out, wimp." I said back to Ivan. Mom clearly did not know about Ivan's liking toward Emily. She glared at Ivan and said "we'll talk about this later." "Good luck, she's angry you didn't tell her." I whispered to Ivan. He slightly pushed me, I laughed at him because his cheeks looked like a tomato. We reached the front of the Pack House. Everyone was lined up Alphabetically of their family name. Kat was still uneasy, she's been the most uneasy ever since I stepped out of the car. I still don't know what it is. Maybe She feels like danger is about to happen. How could any danger happen, we were a strong Pack. The Royal family was coming so that meant that we'd get help from them if a attack were to happen. Maybe I just really need to go on a run.
The werewolves had gained control of the earth long ago, and we humans had been reduced to their status as followers in the once-leading civilization. Although I was raised in this hierarchy, I still enjoy reading about the earlier eras when people were unaware of the species that now coexist peacefully with mankind. It seemed like a much better period to me and my father, who had inspired me to read. We humans were divided into packs at this point. My family was a member of the Crescent Moon pack for many generations, and just like the other humans, we were ranked lowest among the wolves in the group. entirely under the control of wolves. A similar set of laws was established by the government, although each pack had subtle variations based on the Alpha, the leader. Although it was claimed that we lacked a president or monarch to guide us all together, in a roundabout way, we did. The guy in charge of us all is none other than Alaricus Knight, also known as The Beast. Because of his immense power, no one would ever dare attempt to rebel against him. He was a recluse and was seldom seen. In my brief 17 years, I had never seen him myself. Even though the majority of people had never seen him, he had destroyed our lives because he had established a rule that could alter our course in life permanently. Werewolves have mates-soul mates, if you will-who they genuinely fall in love with at first sight or scent. Regardless of their relationship status, it is stated that a human can never deny a wolf their partner because a wolf cannot exist without their mate. It was said that the beast was close to 400 years old and had never had a partner. Nevertheless, he had destroyed everyone's life for something he had never even experienced. It was stated that he would never be able to have a partner since he was just too nasty and evil, and maybe that was true. Whoever could love the beast, after all?
Bianca's life takes a drastic turn when she's forced to work as a maid to the captivating mafia boss, Leonardo De Luca, to pay off her father's debt. As she navigates the intricate web of Leonardo's world, she's drawn into a complex dance of power, passion, and deception. Between serving coffee, attending college, and fighting off Leonardo's advances, Bianca must confront her own feelings and the reality of her situation. But as she becomes more entwined in the mafia's world, she realizes her heart is totally captivated. Will she find a way out, or forever be bound to the mafia?
What will occur after that, then? Not just one Alpha will follow me. Let me have two. I scream. I guess these individuals like to play poker with my life a lot. Alex said, "No one will come after you, Ava," and I slumped against the marble. Also, why is that? I queried. My eyebrows furrow as I gaze from Alex to Isadora and back to Alex. "Because once you do your job properly, there won't be any more Alphas," I say. I do, however, rely on Isadora to make things plain. "What does he mean?" I inquired about her. When she continues, "Once you deliver us the blue moonstone, we will harvest its power to immortalize Alex, and once that is done, we will destroy the stone, thereby destroying every Alpha in existence," her eyes turn silver and gleam forever.
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.
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
Elisa watched as the most important people in her life showered the evil imposter-The fake heiress, with love. Elisa, the lost daughter of one of the most wealthiest family was found 18 years later and was brought back to her rightful home. However, someone had already taken her place. A fake heiress, the pampered little princess. Her coy acting and innocent façade made Elisa's real mother love her more than Elisa, her real daughter. That made Elisa, though, the true daughter end up as an adopted child. "Elisa, could you try not to appear in front of her too much as it could trigger her insecurities." Her parents had told her because of the fake heiress. "Elisa, You've taken everything away from her. Why can't you give her a little more?" Her fiancé had ordered her. Because of an unfortunate accident plotted by Isabelle-The fake heiress, Elisa was sent to prison and her family cut ties with her without a second thought. Four years, after much torture which led to her being crippled and blind on one eye, she was released, but got hit by a truck. While laying on the pool of her blood, she wanted to question, Why? Why had they all treated her so cruelly, while they love Isabelle unconditionally? She badly wanted to rip off Isabelle's mask of innocence, to reveal the fake, manipulative woman beneath. She was full of hatred. But after her death, she woke up back to when she was 18 years like all that happened were all nightmare. She was elated. She was reborn to re-live all that had happened in her last life, but now, her mission was to reveal mask beneath that woman and make everyone that made her suffer in her past life pay. It was her time for revenge! And definitely, she won't mess this up!
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
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.
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."