When Fierce's triplet children are kidnapped, her life takes a devastating turn. Desperate and without resources, she finds herself forced to turn to the only person who can help her: Hunter. Hunter, the werewolf whom Fierce once loved, is now the powerful alpha king of the pack. He has no idea that Fierce's kidnapped children are his, and the truth behind the abduction is more complex than anyone could imagine. As they join forces in a desperate quest to recover the children, secrets from the past begin to emerge, including the consequences of the night of love they shared when Hunter was crowned the direct heir of alpha Alastair... The unresolved passion between Fierce and Hunter becomes an irresistible driving force, but also a barrier that threatens to tear them apart. Will they be able to overcome their differences and accept the truth their hearts have always known? Or will the scars of the past be insurmountable obstacles to being together? Could Hunter forgive Fierce for keeping his children from him?
My heart raced as I drove through the streets of Seattle, trying to find the last details for my children's sixth birthday, Cassian, Dorian, and Kane. The big day was approaching, and if that wasn't enough, it was also Halloween, making it all the more special. Only two days remained, and I wanted the celebration to be perfect.
I was buying a few more party items as the sun began to set on the horizon, painting the sky with shades of orange and red.
The city of Seattle was getting ready for the haunted night, but for me, the priority was making my children's birthday as magical as possible. They deserved it.
As I scoured the stores for the missing items, I couldn't help but smile, imagining how excited my kids would be about the party. They were my world, my reason for living since the day they were born six years ago.
Leaving another store with bags filled with decorations and treats, I realized that night had fallen, and the moon was rising in the sky, full and bright. I remembered reading somewhere that, on that Halloween, a rare Blue Moon phenomenon would occur.
A premonition washed over me, but I quickly brushed it aside. As I walked the city streets, the cool night breeze caressed my face, and I took a deep breath, feeling the wind coming from the forest surrounding the city.
Finally, with all the shopping done, I loaded the bags into the car and drove back home. The light of the full moon illuminated the way, and the night felt magical. A cool, chilling wind blew through the forest, giving me goosebumps, but I didn't mind.
I was so busy thinking about the laughter and smiles I would see on my children's faces that I didn't even notice the shiver that ran down my spine.
However, when I arrived at our house and saw the broken door, a dreadful feeling took hold of my body, and my heart began to beat wildly. I knew something was wrong.
I entered the house, calling for my children, hoping to hear their excited voices in response.
"Cassian! Dorian! Kane! Where are you?"
But the silence was deafening.
My worst nightmare became a reality as soon as I stepped into the living room. Stacy, our trusted babysitter, and dear friend, lay on the living room floor. Her once lively eyes were now dull and glazed, and a gunshot to her forehead stained the carpet with the grim mark of her death.
"STACY!"
My muffled cry echoed through the house as tears filled my eyes. My legs went weak, but determination took over.
I needed to find my children, no matter what had happened. I rushed upstairs, my eyes filled with tears, searching for my kids.
"Cassian! Dorian! Kane!"
My mind was in turmoil, and my heart felt like it was about to leap out of my chest. I opened the door to their room, hoping to find them safe, but what I saw made my blood run cold.
The room was empty. The beds were untouched, and there was no sign of Cassian, Dorian, or Kane. My mind began to spin, trying to make sense of what was happening. Panic took over, and I ran to the next room, where we kept the children's clothes and toys. Nothing. They had disappeared as if they had never been there.
"Cassian! Dorian! Kane! Come out, wherever you are! Please!"
I was overtaken by desperation as I frantically searched for any clues that could tell me where my children had gone. That's when I caught a familiar scent in the air, a scent I knew all too well.
My heart raced even faster when I realized what it meant. This wasn't an ordinary kidnapping; it was something much more sinister.
Someone from our world was involved in this, someone who knew our nature, who knew our secrets and vulnerabilities. They dared to approach me, my family, with the dark intention of taking from me what I loved most. And the scent I had detected? It was the scent of a werewolf.
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The room was silent, except for the muffled footsteps of the agents as they collected Stacy's body, my beloved nanny. She had been a constant presence in my children's lives, Cassian, Dorian, and Kane, since they were born, caring for them with love and devotion. Now, her lifeless body was being taken away, a victim of a tragedy I couldn't fully comprehend yet.
Sitting on the couch, my eyes followed the movements of the funeral agents with a void in my soul. The pain was overwhelming, but I needed to maintain my composure. Officer Andrew Moore was in front of me, asking questions that I struggled to answer.
The room in my house was steeped in sadness as I watched the funeral agents collect the lifeless body of Stacy, our beloved nanny. The feeling of helplessness weighed on my shoulders, and the sad morning light invaded the room, making every detail stand out vividly. My heart ached, and guilt gnawed at me for not being able to prevent that tragedy.
Officer Andrew Moore was in front of me, a man with a serious expression and probing eyes, asking questions I wished I didn't have to answer. Stacy was a wonderful person, someone who had become a part of our family over the years, and thinking that someone could hurt her in such a way was hard to believe.
He began to inquire if Stacy had any romantic relationships, or if she had any recent disputes with anyone in the days leading up to her death. My mind automatically went through all the times we had talked, trying to find any sign that she was dealing with personal issues she hadn't shared with us. However, I couldn't think of anything.
I shook my head sadly. "No, Officer Moore, Stacy has always been a kind and beloved person by everyone. I can't believe someone could hurt her."
Officer Moore continued, looking at me seriously. "And what about you, Mrs. Silver, is there anyone in the neighborhood who might consider you an enemy? Any recent disputes or disagreements that you know of?"
I reflected for a moment, thinking about my neighbors and community relationships. "No, officer, we maintain good relations with everyone in the neighborhood. I can't think of anyone who might have something against us."
The officer's eyes narrowed slightly as the next question came. "And what about the father of the triplets? Is he involved in the children's lives? Could he be connected to this in any way?"
My eyes drifted to the floor as my mind wandered to the name Hunter.
Ulrich shrugged off his shirt with a challenging nonchalance, revealing his muscular torso bathed in the dim light permeating the room. His golden eyes glinted with predatory intensity as he commanded Phoenix to do the same. "Take off your dress," he said, his authoritative voice echoing through the chamber. "And lie down on the bed." "Why?" she asked, her voice trembling. Ulrich locked eyes with Phoenix, his golden gaze sparking with determination. "Because it's an order, slave." ------------------------------------------ In the dark Northern Vale, Ulrich reigns as the cruel Alpha king feared by all packs. His sole desire is to conquer each pack and solidify his dominion, but a curse spoken by Gaia, the enigmatic Seer, casts a shadow over his empire. Ulrich can only have an heir if he finds a mate from his original pack—a seemingly impossible task after his pack was annihilated when he was still a young wolf. Disregarding the prophecy, Ulrich watches his chosen mates, one by one, succumb during childbirth, leaving him without descendants. Determined to avert the downfall of his empire, he calls upon his best werewolves to find a woman with black hair and blue eyes, a descendant of his ancient pack. Years of searching pass until hope arises with Phoenix, a slave from the plains of the kingdom. Phoenix is sold to the Alpha king, accepting her fate with resignation. Ulrich proposes a deal: if she bears him a child, she will be freed. However, fate has more in store for them than a mere arrangement of convenience. Will the Alpha King overcome his own cruelty for the woman he loves?
Catarina Piromalli is a young woman whose life has been marked by tragedy since childhood. At the age of four, she witnessed her parents, Beatrice and Andrea Piromalli, lose their lives in a terrible car accident during a chase. However, her fate would take an unexpected turn when Don Salvatore Mancuso, the powerful boss of the Ndrangheta, rescued her from the chaos of that fateful night. Catarina grew up in the shadow of the Ndrangheta, raised as an adopted daughter by the Mancuso family. However, Catarina's life took an unexpected turn when Dante, heir to the Mancuso family business, who had previously shown deep disdain for her, surprised everyone by confessing his love for her on her eighteenth birthday. Catarina's dilemma intensified when she realized that her affection for Dante was also growing, despite being raised as siblings. Their forbidden love challenged not only the rules of the mafia but also the plans Don Salvatore had for his son's future, plans that did not include a relationship with Catarina. Catarina and Dante are about to face difficult choices that will shape not only the course of their lives but also the fate of the Ndrangheta as they try to find a way to live the forbidden love they feel for each other.
Emma Williams was a competent marketing manager at the technology company Parker Technology, until the day she was unjustly fired by her boss. Furious, she vented to a stranger in the elevator, questioning whether the company's CEO, Robert Parker, had any understanding of the company's actual operation. What Emma didn't know was that the mysterious man was none other than Robert Parker himself, who implicitly accepted the challenge she had thrown down. Determined to prove his CEO capabilities to Emma, Robert ordered her to be reinstated to her position. However, his plans went awry when Emma declined the offer. She had made the decision to start her own consulting firm, and with great success, she decided it was time to hire an assistant. When Robert saw the job posting, he saw an opportunity to undermine Emma's company and bring her back. As Emma taught "Bobby, the assistant," the ins and outs of her work and revealed her exceptional talent, an unexpected attraction began to blossom between them. But was it a good idea to mix business with pleasure? And when Emma found out whom he really was, would she be able to forgive him? Emma and Robert will have to decide if they can overcome the barriers that separate love and business.
- Why are you doing all this? - Ellis asked. - Once you told me that I couldn't buy it ... - Vittorio recalled, holding out his pen to Ellis. - Well, look what I just did: I bought the lady for half a million dollars. --------------- All Ellis Barker was longing for was to pay the last mortgage payment on the house she and her brother, Jason, inherited, and thus close her brother's debts. At least until the young woman arrived at the bank and her destiny crossed paths with Vittorio Amorielle, a mobster who will spare no effort to get what he wants, and from that moment on, that was Ellis. And it was thanks to Jason's debts that Vittorio was able not only to buy Ellis, but to marry her. But will they be able to deal with the consequences of this union?
Maria Luísa Braga de Almeida is a sixteen-year-old teenager who lives peacefully in Belo Horizonte alongside her mother, Anna Braga, her aunt Aline and family friend, Ícaro. Until a tragedy forces the young woman to live with the influential family of her father, the candidate for senator, Thiago de Almeida, whom Malú had never heard of. In her new residence, in the city of Curitiba, the young woman discovers that around her there is a network of lies and intrigue that controlled her life until that moment. Now Malú needs to unravel the secrets of her past, to find out what made her father abandon her. As well as facing what the future holds... without her voice.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
"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!
"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."
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!