I gasp as pain throbs in my lower abdomen, as if I'm being split in half. "First time?" he asks, lowering his hand to my abdomen, his body tensing. I bite my lip to keep from answering, sensing his eyes flash with something dark. He pushes deeper inside me, and I wince. Pain shoots through me, but pleasure quickly follows, numbing me to the world. The sparks and tingles distract me from the discomfort. "So tight," he murmurs as he pulls out. "Please," I moan recklessly, knowing I should stop him but unable to resist the overwhelming pleasure. It feels so good. "Eager to feel my c**k," he growls as he thrusts back inside me, his voice making me forget the pain. The stretch burns as he goes deeper, but the pleasure consumes me. I lose myself, existing only for the man inside me. As the thrusts cease, his ragged breaths send shivers down my spine. I press my forehead into the pillow, disoriented. Suddenly, his teeth sink into my earlobe, pain shooting through my flesh. I try to grasp the pillow, but it slips away. "Mine..." He says in a low menacing voice whispers. Asher takes a deep breath, his chest rising and falling. Then, he says the words that shatter my heart. "I, Asher Knight, Alpha of the Redwood Pack, hereby reject you, Alethea Weaver of BloodMoon pack as my mate." ******** Alethea Weaver has always felt out of place, the youngest of three sisters and the only one who hasn't fully awakened her wolf. Haunted by mysterious dreams of a powerful mate, her life takes a darker turn when her father forces her to be a breeder to Xavier, the Beta of the Bluemoon Pack. But when Xavier's jealous girlfriend threatens her life, Alethea has no choice but to run. Alethea is attacked and saved by a shadowy figure-Alpha Asher, when he is hunting in the woods, knowing she is his fated mate. With her wolf still dormant, Alethea remains unaware of the deep connection between them. As their forbidden romance blooms, Asher, torn between duty and desire, ends things. A brutal accident leaves Alethea with no memory of her past-and no idea that she's carrying Asher's child. As she rebuilds her life, hidden truths, and long-buried secrets begin to resurface. Can Alethea unlock her true identity? Will she uncover why Asher pushed her away? And as rival packs close in, will she discover her power before it's too late?
Alethea
I take a deep breath, but it's useless as my head plunges beneath the river, and the icy water rips the air from my lungs. My body shakes hard as I breathe fast. My heart beats fast.
I'm sweating and feeling out of control. Everything around me is blurry and I thrash, trying to break free from the hand that shoves me down.
"You deserve to die, bitch," a furious voice growls above the surface.
My heart stutters. I know that voice-Maya.
She yanks my head up, and I choke on the cold air, coughing, and I try to wipe the water from my face. Before I can steady myself, her palm hits my cheek. A ringing sound echoes in my ear as I stumble.
My hand raises to my cheek as I can't understand why she is doing this to me, why she hates me so much.
"This is only the beginning, Alethea," Maya hisses, as her eyes blaze with fury. "If you refuse to be Xavier's breeder, I promise you'll regret it."
Xavier-Beta Xavier's son. The Alpha wants me to carry his child. But Maya, his furious girlfriend, won't let that happen without blood.
I remember the rumor. Maya's mother-replaced by another woman. A breeder her father loved instead. Maybe she harbors the fear that I'll take her place, just like that woman did.
Maya yanks me back to the present with her voice sharp and cruel. "I'll do more than drown you," she sneers. "I'll kill you, and no one will ever know, since you are not worth living."
She reaches into her coat and pulls out a silver knife. My breath catches. My heart pounds like it's going to burst from my chest. I search the riverbank, hoping someone-anyone-will come. But no one's here. No one ever is.
This is my life. I am a wolf-less omega in the Blood Moon Pack. The youngest daughter of a once-proud warrior. But I never shifted. And that makes me a disgrace. A curse. A burden too heavy for even my family to carry. Even my parents look at me like they're waiting for me to disappear.
I dream of my wolf. I dream of my mate. I pray they'll come to save me from this nightmare. In this life, I never asked for it.
But today, Maya crushes that dream with every word.
"I'll give you one last chance," she growls in a loud voice. "Leave this pack and never show your sorry face again, or I-"
"Or else wha-?" I barely get the words out before her hand slams into my face again. My head snaps to the side, and I taste blood. My lip splits open. My face burns, but it's nothing compared to the fire in her eyes.
I touch my lip, my hand trembling, as I stare at her.
"Or else you die," she whispers. Her voice is soft but deadly. A twisted smile curves her lips. Then she turns, and just like that, she's gone-leaving me broken and soaked, gasping beside the river.
I stand still, shivering in the cold. My hair clings to my face, and my skin burns from the slap. I ache to live like my sisters-carefree, loved. But this world gives me nothing but pain.
I step back into the river, kneel, and splash water on my face, trying to rinse away my tears.
What's worse-this moment or what waits at home? My mother's silence? Her punishments? Maybe another night without food, locked away for being weak.
I stare into the water. My reflection stares back-empty eyes, trembling lips, a girl fading more every day. I wish for escape. For a miracle.
Then, the bushes rustle.
My heart leaps into my throat. I freeze.
Two wolves burst from the brush. They race toward me, snarling, eyes locked on their prey-me.
I throw my arms up in fear, knowing it won't help. One wolf lunges at me. The other circles, cutting off my escape. My breath quickens. I can't move. I can't scream.
Bones crack. Fur shifts.
One of the wolves begins to transform.
Maya steps out of the shadows. Her eyes glow, sharp and full of hate. Her fangs show as she steps close, grabbing my arms with bruising force.
"Stop testing me, wolf-less omega," she hisses, her breath warm against my neck.
The other wolf growls and moves in, but Maya lifts her hand. The wolf freezes just with a glare from Maya.
"Leave, or I'll tear you apart myself," she warns. Her voice is eerily calm, but I can feel it cuts deep than any knife.
I nod, unable to speak.
"Now," she barks.
My legs finally move. I run.
Branches whip my face. The river fades behind me. I don't look back-but I hear it. A growl. Fast. Close. Gaining on me.
My lungs burn. My body screams to stop. But I can't. I won't.
A shadow flashes past me-quick as lightning.
I suck in a deep breath because I don't know if it's friend or foe.
The wolf behind me leaps. I feel the heat of its breath on my back. My teeth snap inches from my skin.
But the shadow steps in.
The air cracks as the two collide. The fight is fast and brutal. Growls tear through the night.
Then-snap.
The wolf drops to the ground, and I look closely and realize that it's dead.
I freeze, barely breathing. The shadow stands tall, cloaked in darkness and power.
Its eyes glow-a fierce, unearthly green. They lock with mine, and something stirs in me. Something old. Something deep.
I try to speak. I can't.
"Are you alright?" the figure asks. The voice is deep, strong, and strangely warm. It carries a command that vibrates through the cold air.
"No," I whisper. It's all I can say.
Terror chokes me. My vision blurs. My knees buckle.
And then-
Darkness.
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
"It's getting hot in here, don't you think?" I shudder as my clit becomes wet with his smooth voice. I melt away in his arms. He kisses me with a passion I've never felt before, and I moan into his mouth, lost in the moment until I sense him kicking open a door. I realize we're in a room. He continues the kiss as I wrap my leg around him, pulling him closer, his erection pressing into me. I feel my panties dripping wet from arousal. He releases me, resting his back on the headboard, and grabs my thigh, pulling me closer. His hand goes to my hair, releasing it to let my curls fall freely. He guides his fingers from my scalp to the ends of the curls, muttering in a husky voice, "Fucking beautiful. ****** Jasmine found herself trapped in a loveless marriage. Her world shattered when she uncovered her husband's betrayal on his birthday. Heartbroken and betrayed, she made the difficult decision to leave him and start anew in Illinois, with her friend Ava by her side. As Jasmine tried to go through her new life, a one-night stand left her pregnant, uncertain about the father's identity. But complications arose as Maxwell, Jasmine's ex-husband, refused to let go. Jasmine discovered shocking truths about Ava's betrayal. As secrets unraveled and loyalties were tested, Would she find the strength to overcome the obstacles in her way? Could she trust her heart, or would the shadows of the past forever haunt her?
Harper and the billionaire, Josh, collide unexpectedly at the gym. He was rude and ordered her out of the gym. They meet again when Josh becomes Harper's boss, creating tension and emotions. Facing challenges at work, Harper stays strong, and Josh's feelings change. An arranged marriage plan by both parents makes things more complex, so Harper goes away to find peace. While Josh searches for her. They come up with a plan: pretend to be in a relationship to help Harper's dad's struggling business. As they work together, their feelings get stronger, but past mistakes bother them. Secrets come out, trust is tested, and their hearts are on the line. "The Billionaire Desires" is a story of second chances and unexpected love.
Clutching his shirt, I pull him closer, and he smirks, well aware of the effect he has on me. The wetness in my core intensifies with his touch. Realization dawns on me as I hastily push him away, panting heavily. His gaze, dark with lust, looks at me intently. The wetness beneath me and the pain in my neck subside, but the tingling sparks remain. His overpowering scent and minty breath envelop me. Then he whispers, "Lyra if I slip my finger inside you, I swear you are dripping wet for me. And you say you hate me?" That is the breaking point. Summoning all my strength, I push him away forcefully, slipping out of his grasp. ............................ Lyra fled for her life when falsely accused of poisoning the Alpha. Pursued, she was rescued by Lycan king Kessler, who she realized was her mate. However, he had killed her parents, making her conflicted. To meet her uncle's demands, she pretends loyalty to the Lycan king but faces threats from the Alpha wants her dead. Her uncle insists on her having an heir with the Lycan king. The Lycan king refused to mate with her. Lyra's journey unfolds as she wrestles with these challenges – will she overcome them or succumb to the pressure?
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
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."
Becky endured three years of marriage to the cold-hearted Rory. In all that time, she naively reasoned that one day, he'd gradually come to like her. But the second he forced her to kneel down and humiliate herself, she knew she had been wrong about him. This man had no feelings for her at all. So why should she still love him? When Rory gave her the choice between kneeling down and divorcing, she didn't miss a beat and chose the latter. After all, why should she waste her youth on this scumbag? Wouldn't it be nicer for her to just have fun every day with her billion-dollar family fortune?
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.