Maddie had trained all her life to succeed her father as the Alpha, but her dreams were shattered when she was taken away by her mate. Several months had passed and there had been no significant changes in their relationship, and with nothing to hold on to, Maddie decided it was time to return home to claim her throne with her mate beside her. Toby was the head warrior of the rogue pack, and to everyone, he was friendly and easygoing with a smile that brightened the whole room. But when Maddie informs him of her decision to leave the pack, he will hear of no such thing. He gave her an ultimatum: she would either have to stay in the pack and be his mate or leave and never see him again. Between a father that had no regard for her and was determined to mate her off to a widower, twin siblings eager to claim her birthright, and an adamant mate that had no intention of leaving his pack for hers. Maddie has her work cut out for her. Torn between love and power, Maddie must decide what is more important. Will she follow her heart or fight for her throne? Or will Toby sacrifice everything to be with her?
"I am leaving." I said in a small voice, my body angled towards Ariel as I watched her facial expression.
We were sitting side by side on the only piece of furniture in my room, staring vacantly into space. It was the only furniture I could allow without feeling like I was blood sucking leech out to wreck the pack.
I was an outsider after all; I didn't deserve to enjoy any benefits from them if I wasn't contributing to the growth of the pack.
Ariel was very easy to read as she wore her heart on her sleeve, and it was interesting to watch the way her brows furrowed and the right one arched high, then her lips curled downwards, and she snapped her head to look at me with squinted eyes.
"What?" She exclaimed, almost jumping out of her seat, and I had to hold her down before she attempted such actions.
"Be careful, Ari, the baby." I chastised her in a soft voice, because goddess forbid she had an accident while she was with me.
Kane would never forgive me, and it would destroy whatever truce we had.
"What did you just say?" Ariel asked again, glaring at me with squinted eyes as if it would get me to answer. But I wasn't Kane; such things don't work on me. "Maddie!" She groaned, annoyed by my silence, and I rolled my eyes.
"You heard me, Ariel; I have to go. I can't stay here anymore. There is nothing for me." I sighed, and it was the truth.
Ariel had managed to find her footing in her relationship, which was pretty ironic seeing that I had watched it crumble; I even helped her escape. But somehow, they had found a way to fix their relationship, and they were going stronger than ever. The oblong stomach, growing bigger every day, was proof enough.
And the green monster that was envy reared its ugly head.
Within those months, I have managed to gain nothing. I was still as I came.
I can't say I have made any progress with my mate, as we still lived in separate rooms, and the only relationship I had with him was cordial except the kisses, which were as infrequent as ever.
I don't hold any position in the pack-it is not like I would agree. But I was stagnant as it is, and the very thought irked me.
It was time to move on, to make progress, and the only way I could do so was to leave.
"And what did Toby say? Did he let you go? Is he leaving with you?" Her pitch increased with every word, and her pupils widened so much that they looked like a full moon.
"Ariel!" I took her hands in mine, squeezing it gently before she would tire herself with worry. All this wasn't good for the baby.
"Maddie, you can't do this. Toby can't leave." She croaked, her voice breaking as she spoke, and I could tell the first sign of an outburst.
"Toby is not leaving." Yet, it was still a probability.
"But y..you..." Ariel tried to come up with words, but her vocabulary failed her, and she had no choice but to give up, directing those dewy orbs at me for help. I slowly shook my head, and it was comical to see her eyes widening even more as she understood what I was trying to convey. "Toby doesn't have any idea?"
"Not yet."
Her gasps echoed through the near-empty room, and she slapped her palm over her mouth. "Are you planning to run away? Maddie! that will kill him."
I only had to take a look at her face before I burst into laughter, throwing my head back and my shoulders vibrating as I laughed. "Ariel, you are such a delight to be with."
She shrugged her shoulders, but her brows were still pulled tight in confusion. "Thanks, I guess."
I raised my head to look at her, but I was not prepared to see the genuine fear in her eyes. I don't know if it was for me or Toby, but it feels good to know that someone was going to miss me.
"I am not planning on running away; I will tell Toby, but I wanted you to know first."
"Awww, Maddie." Ariel cooed, blinking her eyes as it started getting red, and I released a short sigh, rolling my eyes.
Pregnancy was really a bitch.
"Fine, have at it." I closed my eyes, stretching my arms open as wide as they could, and Ariel needed no further prompting as she slammed into me for a hug, a rather awkward one as the protruding stomach made it difficult for us to make full contact.
We settled on a side hug, my palm gently tapping her shoulder in a soft rhythm until her sniffles reduced and she left the hug.
"Do you need tissues?"
"Yes please." Her voice was hoarse from the cry, yet she managed to sound lovely, if it were I... Some things were better left unsaid. Instead, I stretched my hands, reaching for the box of Kleenex that sat on the nightstand, and I grabbed it, offering it to Ariel, who took a piece and blew into it. "I am really glad you are telling me this, Maddie. You know I don't like to intrude, but why are you really leaving?"
I couldn't begin to tell Ariel that one of the reasons I was leaving was because I was envious of her and how well her life seemed to be going, while mine was nowhere near starting.
I had to settle for half truth.
"There is nothing for me here, Ari. I have been the same since I came, and I can't even do anything in the pack. I can't stay here anymore."
"I understand you, Maddie; I have noticed how hard you have tried to fit in with us, but it must be exhausting."
I shook my head as the thoughts began to flood into my memories. "You have no idea."
"What are you going to do when you leave here?" Ariel asked me, and I know she was only saying it from a place of concern.
"I will go back to my pack. It is time for my parents to handover, and I will go and fight for the alpha's position."
"Will you be okay? I am still learning about the werewolf world, but I know they are not exactly accepting of a female Alpha."
"I know; that is why I have to make a difference. It is going to be a tough one, but I can do it."
"Maddie." Ariel whined as she reached out for another of those arm hugs. "You are so strong. I will miss you when you go."
"I will miss you too. I will try to visit whenever I have the chance, probably when everything is settled." I told her, trying to soothe the pain, and she nodded her head as she sat down.
"Although I am honored you told me first, I think Toby deserved to know."
"Of course." I replied, although right now, I think running away may be the best option. We carried on with light conversation, and then without warning, Ariel stood up abruptly.
"I would love to continue, but I have to go now." I nodded my head; no doubt the mate was already getting antsy.
I followed her out of the room and made for Toby's room while she headed for their shared room. I stood in front of Toby's room, my hand wrapped around the doorknob, and I pressed it down, slowly opening the door and letting myself inside.
No matter how long I have been sleeping here, it still feels strange. It could as well be because I only slept there at night, and at the crack of dawn, I was back in my room the next morning like a thief.
I know it was a little stressful, but Toby would always hunt me if I didn't sleep in the room, so I had to settle for a compromise.
But this time I sat on the bed and waited for his arrival, and like a dutiful alarm, the door opened at exactly 2 p.m. and he entered inside.
His eyes connected with mine, and his eyes widened-the only indication that he was surprised to see me. "Maddie, is something wrong?" Toby asked, his brows furrowed in concern, and he rushed towards me, his eyes racking over my body as he looked for signs.
I folded my arms, unable to withstand his scrutiny, but I nodded my head. "Yes." The only time I entered his room was at night and to sleep so I could understand his concerns.
"I have to tell you something."
"We need to talk."
We said at the same time, and his lips widened, revealing that hint of smile that always made me go crazy. Toby was just so easy to love; he made everything seem easy. The way he could smile or laugh with ease or form bonds with literal strangers was amazing, and that was one of the things I love about him.
"You go first." Toby said, and I shook my head.
"No, you first."
"I insist, ladies first." He probes ever so gently that it doesn't feel like he is forcing you, and I was nodding my head before I realized it. That was another thing he was good at.
Manipulation.
I looked up to meet his eyes, his brown eyes that were so dark it was often mistaken to be black, but I knew better because I was the only one that had seen it up close.
I took a deep breath to steady myself before I shattered his fragile heart, then I opened my mouth and said those dreadful words.
"I am leaving."
Synopsis He is a demon! He is ruthless! He is bloodthirsty! He sold his heart to the devil! These were the words you would hear when you asked who the rogue alpha was. Kane Miller was the formidable rogue alpha who had built his empire on the blood of his enemies. His pack was made of only the strongest of warriors, as he believed the weak shouldn't survive, and all he aimed to do was conquer and destroy. He wasn't a small name in the human world either, as he was one of the feared mafia that deals in the sales and distribution of ammunition. He had gotten a contract to raid one of the packs, killing and burning everything to the ground until he heard the cries of his mate. Kane was distraught to learn of his mate and couldn't come to terms with it, so he decided that sending her out of the country was the best decision. Seven years have passed, and Ariel was set to return to the place she had known as home, but that was only the beginning of her problem. She has lived all her life believing she was a human, but hell seemed to let loose when she found out the truth and that everything she had known about herself was a lie. Ariel's return is marked by lies and untold pain that threaten to tear them apart. How much can she endure for love, or will she be able to love her father's killer?
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
On their wedding night, Rogelio wrapped his fingers around Marian's neck and spat at her, "Congratulations! From now on, you live in hell!" The reason for his wrath was that he believed she was responsible for the death of his elder brother. So, he married her but refused to touch her, determined to make her suffer for the rest of her pitiful life! However, due to an unforeseen accident, Marian was forced to sleep with Rogelio in order to save him, and she ended up getting pregnant. Concealing her pregnancy, Marian lived cautiously under Rogelio's watchful eyes. He hated her and relentlessly humiliated her, yet he would never allow anyone else to lay a finger on her— "Mr. Bailey, your wife got into a fight with someone!" Rogelio secretly took action, eliminating that person completely. "Sir, your wife claimed that all of your family's wealth belongs to her!" Rogelio quietly transferred all the shares to her. Unaware of all this, Marian only wanted to escape, but Rogelio pulled her into his warm embrace, whispering, "Mrs. Bailey, where do you intend to go with our unborn child?"
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are 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 in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. 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 who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
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.
Daisy is the illegitimate daughter of Mr. Hubert. His company went bankrupt, so he asked for help from Drkov's house. They agreed to help Mr. Hubert but with one condition. One of his two daughters must marry their nephew - Atlas Drkov. Atlas Drkov is a billionaire but he is disabled and uses a wheelchair. Yaretzi - daughter of Mr. Hubert's official wife - does not accept marrying a disabled man. She and her parents made a plan. They kidnapped Daisy's mother, threatened her, and forced her to marry Atlas. To save her mother, she accepted. However, after getting married, she fell in love with this man, and so did he. Difficulties start from here.