In the world of "Moonlit Redemption: Chasing the Alpha's Heart," the night belongs to the wolves, and under the silver glow of the full moon, destinies are forged and hearts are shattered. Kiera Blackwood, a fiercely independent she-wolf, has always been content with her solitary life, avoiding the complex politics of pack life. But when the brooding and powerful Alpha, Adrian Thorn, claims her as his fated mate, she's thrust into a world she wanted nothing to do with. Betrayed by Adrian's past mistakes and the darkness that haunts his soul, Kiera walks away, leaving the Alpha reeling and desperate. However, the bond they share is not easily severed, and as danger closes in on the pack, Adrian must find a way to win back the heart of the woman he's bound to by fate before it's too late. With enemies lurking in the shadows and trust shattered between them, will Kiera and Adrian find redemption under the light of the full moon, or will their love be lost to the darkness forever?
The moon was low, casting the jumbled mass of dense forest in a silver glow, with long, striding shadows. Kiera stumbled on gnarled roots and uneven ground within her uneven breath, coming in little gasps that were short and sharp. Every step seemed one of struggle, as if the earth tried to grasp at her with all its many reaching arms. Her heart was racing, pounding against her chest, surging adrenaline into her veins and further clouding thought.
She burst into a small clearing and looked up to the moonlight filtering down through the canopy of leaves above her. Her outline was outlined in an eerie glow. Kiera turned and scanned the darkened forest behind her, checking for pursuit. An oppressive silence prevailed; momentary rustles of leaves, or an owl hooting somewhere in the distance, were the only sounds.
"Keira!" The voice cut like a knife in the still of the night. Adrian's voice was full of anguish and resonated into the night to join the tormentors when his sound once had been her comfort.
Her body tensed, frozen. Adrian stepped forward out of the dark, his face lit by the moonlight, etched with a desperation and determination, his eyes pleading with hers, imploring something from her that she couldn't quite work out whether she could give to him or not.
"If you are not going to leave me alone, then what? What is it with following me?" Kiera's voice was tight with frustration; it definitely was an edge in it.
Adrian reached forward, his hands releasing. "I know you are in pain, Kiera; I know I've done wrong, but this running away has got to stop. We have to talk, and now."
Kiera shook her head, the welling of tears in her eyes. "Talk? About what? You screwed up everything we had, and where am I supposed to go from there?
Adrian's face contorted with regret. "I did not mean for any of this to happen. I did something terrible; I am trying to make it right, please."
Kiera looked away; she was still raw with pain from the last confrontation. "I really don't want explanations now. I do need to understand finally why I should trust you again.
Adrian's voice gentled, hinging almost on pleading now. "I know I lost your trust, but I'm here because I care. I'm trying to fix this, impossible as it might seem."
The sudden rustle of the underbrush threw them both into instant alert. Kiera's heart juddered; her senses were high. Adrian's gaze flashed around, his body rigid. "We are not alone," he said in a low urgent voice.
Whereas some time ago, the forest had smoothly opened its arms to Kiera, now it would be folding upon her as a maze of possible dangers in every respect. Every shadow seemed to move into her peripheral view as she began glancing around her in trepidation. "What do you mean? Who's out there?"
Serious, Adrian replied, "I don't know, but we need to be careful. This place isn't safe.
She swallowed hard, her eyes screwed tightly to betray as little fear as possible. "We need to go. Now."
Adrian nodded, his gaze not ceasing its scan of the woods. "Fine. But we stick together. If there's any kind of danger, we face it together.
Smoothing on, through thickset of the woody undergrowth, their footsteps were almost deadened; the silence was in the air heavy, dense, speaking loudly to their ears, and conveyed in an augmented form to their senses. A thousand wild and incoherent tongues talked to her in her head-anger and fear; tongues of untold and unresolved feeling.
He was comfort and irritation as he fell into step with her through the forest, his determination to stay with her warring with her need to be left alone with her thoughts of betrayal, and the wreck their relationship had become.
A distant howl of the wolf startled Kiera. She came to a dead stop, her body clenching as she whipped towards Adrian. "Why are you still here? I said I need space."
Adrian's face showed both hurt and determination. "I know you need space. But I am not just about walking away and leaving you to face whatever may be coming your way.
Frustration flashed in Kiera's eyes. "I am not asking for your protection. I'm telling you to go away. I need time out to figure things out for myself."
He sounded both firm and soft: "I am not deserting you. I am here since I am caring for you and since I want it to be right. For me, I must prove it even at this moment you may not believe.".
Kiera's resolution crumbled, tears building in her eyes. The politicians they were, the words they had flung at each other, the betrayal, as it were, lined her mouth with their bitter taste. She drew deep to steady herself. "Fine. We'll stay together for now. But this doesn't mean I'm ready to forgive you.".
Off Adrian's face, the tension loosened, and a gleam lit his eyes with what almost resembled a flash of relief and determination all at once. "I understand. I just want to be here for you, whatever you need.".
With every deeper step in the woods, the air grew thick with impending danger. It was dark now, and this filtered sound seemed louder, coming now with their anxiety magnified. Her mind was in storm from mixed feelings that pained her, from Adrian's betrayal to all her fears over the unknown.
A sudden snapping of twigs had them freeze in their spots. Kiera's breath hitched in her throat, rummaging her gaze around their surroundings, her heart overdrive. Adrian moved closer to her, his hand reaching out to steady her.
"It is not safe here," Adrian whispered, "We really need to find a better place to hide."
Kiera nodded, and her instincts were screaming for her to keep moving. It was as if the trees leaned in against them, twisted branches and other unseen dangers, like the very forest itself was fighting them every step of the way. The path ahead wasn't well defined, each step deeper into the unknown.
She gave it no second thought as she leaned forward with her free hand and gently wiped the tears from his eyes.
They came to a small stream, and Kiera, quite obviously tired, allowed herself to stop. She leaned against a tree, her breathing highly audible. Adrian stopped beside her, still watchful with his eyes.
"You have any idea at all who might be following us?" Kiera whispered softly.
Adrian just shook his head. "No, but there is definitely somebody who watches us, and that means we should be more careful."
Kiera's eyes flashed hot with fear and frustration. "I don't want to do this anymore, Adrian. I don't want to run and hide anymore. I need to know what's real and what's not."
Serious, Adrian repeated, "I know, but for now this is about keeping us safe. Everything else can be sorted out along the way."
Keira nodded only; the storm outside had no echo on her face. There was nothing to say to each other, nothing but this particular point in time, swollen with avoidance, which seemed never to end. The trees seemed to close in on them, the darkness palpable.
This time, it was Adrian's voice that cut through the night, softer: "Keira, I know I have messed things up. I know I have hurt you. But I am here because I want to make things right. I'm not asking for your forgiveness. I am asking for a shot at showing you that I can be better.".
The softening of Kiera's eyes belied the anger faltering within them. "It is not about forgiveness, Adrian. It's about trust. And right now, it feels irreparably broken."
Adrian looked regretful. "I know. And I am not asking you to trust me right now. I only want you to know that I'm trying. I am willing to do whatever it takes.
A wolf pierced the night with its howl, reminding them the danger was still quite alive. Kiera's heart went into overdrive at once, consumed by thoughts of being found or, worse, attacked.
Adrian's hand grasped hers, firm yet soft. "We need to keep moving. We'll find a place to rest and regroup. And in the meantime, we'll deal with everything as it comes."
Kiera watched him, a look of acquiescence crossing her face. "Okay. Yet, let me remind you-this does not make it all right. Everything that happened is going to take a lot of working through."
Adrian nodded, his gaze even. "I understand. Tonight, let's get through, and then take things one step at a time.
They pressed deeper into the forest, its shades and ambiguities closing around them. Before them lay a way so full of peril, whereas for the moment they were bound in a thin truce. Between them lay an emotional weight wherein every step made a reminder of strife unresolved-of battles yet to be waged.
It had been one of those nights, dragging along interminably, the black closing in from all directions. Kiera's head had gone through a storm of old memories combined with the agony of Adrian's betrayal and the uncertainty of their future. It was but a perfect mimesis of turmoil outside in the forest they trudged through, every rustling of leaves, every snapping of twigs reminding them just how fragile that line stood between trusting and betrayal.
Far from over, it had so much more in trials and discoveries yet to come. Kiera and Adrian fell into their step with one another now, their futures as cloudy as the path stretched out before them. The moon kept watch in its watchful vigil, silently watching their struggles, their fragile hope of redemption.
Living in a world where only money talks and power is the ultimate key, Charlotte Alston never imagined that she would be pulled into a lethal game of secrets and lies. Compelled into a marriage of convenience to the mysterious, ruthless billionaire Richard Hamilton, her life escalates into a vortex of deception, manipulation, and desire. Richard is an enigma, wheelchair-bound, hiding behind masks-quite literally and figuratively. Cold and calculating, he has no room for love, only control. Then Charlotte comes into his world and threatens to tear down the carefully constructed wall that has so adequately protected his heart. The more she's being drawn into his darkness, the more she realizes fighting for survival means fighting for her heart. In a game where the commodity is trust and every corner is turned to show betrayal, Charlotte must learn dangerous rules-of love and power-or be ready to lose all-and lose her life in the process. Passion erupts and secrets from the past again surface, binding Charlotte and Richard in a no-winner fight. Can she free herself from this twisted game that she has been caught in, or will she fall into dangerous temptations from the man with all the trump cards? Love becomes a gamble in Twisted Hearts, Billionaire's Game; only the boldest shall survive.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
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"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." Darcy stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You're not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She stared at me in the mirror. "You can't even glance at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of gazing at that scar?" Heather Bailey got a surprise from her husband: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. She was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman. After signing the divorce papers, shockwaves caught her up. Her flower shop was burned to the ground. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers from influential families, she started her revenge on Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted, but that was just the beginning.
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
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"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"