A simple human with very little memory is stolen from her work by a giant wolf who claims her as his own. Sara can't believe that this imposing Alpha is the boy she rejected in the past. She is forced to marry the wolf... But he can't hide how much he hates her for the past, when she despised him and brought shame to his pack. There, everyone is hostile to Sara, her life is constantly in danger as the moon is rejected and cursed. But her Alpha must make the decision to protect her, even if he cannot forgive her...
I came home to hide from the beast that had interrupted my work. It couldn't be logical for a wolf of that size to be chasing me. It couldn't be real. For a moment I thought I was having a terrible nightmare and wanted to wake up. But this was very real.
"You won't get away from me, Sara." He said, his rough, terrifying voice shaking my bones.
The chase was coming to an end, I could not escape from this demonic beast that possessed impressive speed.
I stared at him in utter shock, and when he returned to his human form, I was stunned. It was him, my classmate I had ignored for so long. He was strong, handsome, with jet black hair and piercing eyes that were just as dark.
"What do you want, Mark?" I asked, trembling and trying to cover my wheat-colored face with my hands.
I didn't even have time to ask for help before he was carrying me in his huge arms. He was overwhelmingly strong and I had no idea who to turn to for help. I lived alone in my flat.
I woke up bone numb, in a soft feather bed. I saw him sitting next to me, his body showing the tattoos that made him look so dangerous. Fear coursed down my back and I groped to cover myself with my blankets, the neckline of my shirt not hiding my femininity.
"This is how I wanted to have you; don't you remember me?" Mark asked, running his hand down my neck as if he was about to kill me.
I wanted to pretend I didn't care, that would be better for his fury, but I wasn't a liar. That handsome man had been a shy teenager whom I'd turned down for the school dance a thousand times and denied him every date. He was so changed, even if he still had those characteristic deep eyes.
"You're a wolf" I began to say, stuttering.
"Yes, and you'll be my mate. But that doesn't make me hate you any less" He stood up abruptly and pulled the blanket off me, exposing me.
My senses sharpened and my heart galloped uncontrollably.
"I don't understand a word you're saying" I pleaded, fearing for my life.
He was covered in blood; I could see him well when he stood up. He was a killer, an unrestrained beast who now had complete control over me. I spotted the closed door and silently wailed.
You will do as I say, you are my property now, and I assure you I will avenge past rejections. -Her mischievous smile shone; her teeth gleamed.
A hand reached for a rope on the bedside table, which could mean anything. My blood ran cold again as she threw it to the floor.
"You scare so easily, Sara, but you weren't so scared when you ignored me and laughed at my letters..." she pursed her lips.
Mark threw himself gently on top of me, squeezing my neck between his hands and sinking his nose into my throat. This was crazy, he was a wolf and he had kidnapped me for revenge. He pulled my clothes off and slid his hands down my legs. The feeling changed, I wasn't afraid anymore, but a part of me was getting wet and I didn't want to admit it.
I tried to look away from his presence, but it was impossible. His face was perfect, mysterious, and at the same time there was an evil in it that I couldn't describe. I was attracted to him, and that made me hate him even more, because I couldn't help but be seduced by his imposing bearing and his otherworldly touch.
He put some handcuffs on my wrists and let out an evil chuckle. Then he brushed my hair back, exhausting my patience. let out a groan of annoyance from my mouth, though my heart begged for more contact.
Then, he left me all alone. I remembered the old Mark I knew at school, the shy boy who didn't speak out loud, who I had ignored for so long and who seemed so strange... Now he was a wild beast. He hated me, he would always hate me, rejecting and humiliating him for so long would cost me dearly.
The door opened and into the room walked a man who looked like he had stepped out of the television. He had dark hair and olive-green eyes, a strong dark complexion, he was indeed the most imposing man after the new Mark.
"I introduce myself; I am the Beta of this pack. I brought you some clean clothes." His smile was as kind as a gentleman of his great beauty could be. "My name is Adren."
He placed the clothes on the bed, not looking at me closely or noticing that I was handcuffed and almost undressed.
"He... Does he hate me?" I asked without further ado, if this was to be my torture, I would face it with the truth.
He smiled, grimacing with sarcasm.
"Of course, she hates you more than anyone. You broke her heart." He shrugged indifferently. -If you need coffee, there's a machine in the next room. "He went on, changing the subject as if I were a mere guest."
I felt like I was completely insane, everyone there was acting as if this situation was completely normal. It wasn't for me; I didn't even know werewolves existed until a few hours ago. I felt like screaming with rage.
"I did no such thing." I apologized, trying to look offended. It didn't come off at all, I felt intimidated being handcuffed to a bed.
"He's my brother, Sara." he grimaced in annoyance. "When he chose you as his mate, all those years ago, when you were both in high school, I was the one who saw him cry."
"No way, don't exaggerate, if it was just dances, I didn't go to..." I swallowed as I began to remember those past events more clearly.
"For you they were, but not for him, he cried all night. He's always been sentimental, other wolves are different, we only take what we want and if we don't, the blood spills." The red gleam in his eyes made me shudder.
Adren's face was different from when he came in, as if his animal side was about to emerge. He looked much more sadistic than Mark, even though he was more friendly on the outside. I remembered the dinner I had stood him up for, I had forgotten all about it. I didn't like him at all then. I was afraid of how many other things I had forgotten from our time at school.
He glared at me.
"Welcome to the pack, Sara, you're the most hated mate of all." He smiled. "The best is yet to come."
Another shiver ran through my skin from head to toe, the wind seeping through the few clothes I was wearing.
Lumen has been protected by her pack, Wolf Shadow, and her parents since she was a young girl. As a she-wolf, she has been trained by her father, the Alpha, to become his successor. On the hunt for the Blood Clan, when the Alpha King's pack arrives in her territory, Lumen discovers that she has been living a lie. The royal pack has set its sights on the territory of the Wolf Shadow pack. Her father, in order to forge an alliance and avoid being destroyed by the king, decides to provide whatever is needed for peace to continue. Lumen is seen by Seth, the king's beta son. He immediately tries to approach her, as he is strongly attracted to her. However, when Lumen rejects him, he convinces the king that one of the conditions for peace is that she be his. Lumen's father agrees to sell his daughter to the royal pride to secure his territory. And she is the last to know of this agreement... Athius, son of the Alpha King himself, is sent to capture the young girl. The moon goddess is wrong to hand her over to two wolves at the same time... Her survival will depend on her strength and her refusal to surrender.
Teresa is a journalist who becomes involved in an unsolved crime and only she can unmask the culprit of her sister's death. Failing to find justice, she infiltrates herself into the place where Marie was last seen. That mansion is not just any place. The lair of Daemon, Collin and Eduard, the three most dangerous gangsters in the country, it is not a safe place for a girl who has not even had her first time. With nothing to lose, Teresa infiltrates, posing as one of Daemon's submissives. As the hours pass in there, she regrets her decision. Daemon immediately notices that she is still a virgin and will make her suffer for it.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
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!
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.