"You don't belong here." The people I believed I could trust threw those comments at me, and they rang in my ears for years. My foes, my packmates, and my tormentors are Cassian and Kade. They turned every action I took into something improper and out of character, making my life a living misery. And perhaps I did believe them for a while. But when I turn 19, everything is different. My abilities come to life, more potent and terrifying than I could have ever dreamed. All of a sudden, they are pulled to me as my destined partners rather than as adversaries. The icy Alpha-in-waiting Cassian is troubled by the thought of his future. The vicious Beta Kade is constantly engaged in a game of control and domination. Then there is Alaric, the enigmatic outsider with a secret that has the potential to ruin us all. Destiny created our unshakable bond, but I never wanted to be a pawn in someone else's game. I'm becoming more and more aware that nothing is as it seems. I am at the center of several mysteries that are deeply ingrained in the history of our pack. It's this bond that I wish to resist. I want to despise everyone. However, there is no denying the draw between us. I feel like my heart and soul are breaking apart piece by piece with every touch and look. However, as the prophecy starts to come to pass, I learn that there are other things in danger besides the pack's fate. I'm risking my own life. I'll have to make a decision that will either save us or ruin everything I've ever known. As the full moon rises, I find myself standing on the edge of all my fears. Then I hear it-the one fact for which I could have been unprepared. "Tonight, one of you will pass away." Who will it be? Is it possible for me to halt it before it is too late?
"I promise, Lola, this isn't a lie!" Kira's hurried, panicked voice startled me out of my reverie. She thrust her phone in my face as I looked across at her, our wide eyes meeting.
My gut roiled, so I stepped back and murmured, "You have to be kidding me." "What is meant to be here?"
An image of an antique symbol appeared on the screen; it was a ragged, round pattern that seemed to have come from some dusty old book of mythology. I didn't know why it felt so familiar, but I recognized it right away. It seemed as though a ghost was stroking my flesh.
Kira's voice lowered, full of an intensity I hadn't heard in a long time, and she continued, "It's on your wrist, Lola." It's the mark. The one about which everyone talks.
The mark. It had always seemed to me like a strange birthmark. When I was younger, I had a strange little swirly thing on my wrist that gradually diminished with age but never entirely vanished. Now, however, as I stared at Kira's phone, the uneasiness in her voice tore at me like an unavoidable warning.
I mumbled, "I don't get it," and reflexively rubbed my wrist, even though the mark was concealed by my shirt sleeve. "What even does this mean?"
A mixture of terror and awe flared in Kira's eyes. "Lola, it means everything. You are the one, you are. The Luna.
My chest constricted. I gasped. My veins pounded with heat, but I was unable to identify what was causing it. "Cease. What on earth are you discussing?
She chewed her lip and looked around the packed cafe as though she was waiting for someone to come out and validate everything she said. She wasn't playing games, as seen by the stiffness in her posture.
She leaned closer and said, "Do you recall the stories we used to hear as kids?" Something flickered in her eyes, perhaps guilt? Fear?-However, she maintained eye contact. What about the werewolf stories? Who would save them all, the Luna?
A chuckle escaped from my innermost being. It wasn't a true laugh, though. It was uneasy and hollow. "This is crazy, Kira. You are discussing fairy tales and folklore. Luna? What on earth is meant by that?
Kira didn't recoil. Before I could respond, she grabbed my wrist and roughly pulled my sleeve up, revealing the mark. I attempted to move away, but she resisted with a hard, resolute grip.
Now that I could see it, the mark appeared to be pulsing with its own life. A dark, whirling crescent with jagged edges that felt like they were burning into my flesh. My heart started racing in ways I couldn't comprehend since the ragged pattern was exactly the same as the one on her phone. I stared at the symbol, feeling as though the blood was dripping from my face.
"What is this?" My voice broke. "What am I going through?"
At first, Kira remained silent. Her eyes darted nervously to the entrance, but she was too busy looking about the room. You're not aware of what this signifies, are you? You are more than just a human. You don't know what's going to happen, Lola.
I went cold. Suddenly, I felt as though something was choking my lungs, making the air around me feel heavy and thick. My surroundings were blurry as my heart pounded in my ears. "Am I not human?" More to myself than to her, I muttered. "What does that mean to you?"
With hardly a breath in her voice, Kira drew closer. "Lola, you're a part of something old. You have a link to them, to the pack, from birth.
My thoughts were racing as I stood there. "Pack? Are you referring to wolves? I chuckled once more, but it was a tentative and feeble sound.
Kira, however, wasn't giggling. She stepped closer, her lips quivering, her face pallid. My chest tightened in alarm as I noticed that she was trembling now as well. "No, Lola. Not only wolves. Werewolves. You are their destined partner, their Luna. They have been waiting for someone like you.
My knees went weak under me as the words struck me like a punch to the gut. I was having trouble breathing. Kira refused to move when I attempted to push her away. "You've lost it," I exclaimed, frantically shaking my head. "I'm just a girl," I said. I am not unique.
For a brief period, Kira's eyes softened. Then they stiffened in an instant. "You must comprehend. They have been trying to find you. for many years. You were concealed. avoided them. I couldn't help but notice the intensity with which her eyes met mine. "There's a reason why you were marked, Lola. You cannot break free from the curse that ties you to them.
Deep within my bones, I sensed a sharp tug that felt like a magnetic force even though I couldn't see it. The feeling came suddenly and powerfully through me. As though my body were now recognizing something it had been waiting for, my breathing was shallow and my heart was racing frantically. Something ancient. Something hazardous.
Then, as though the cosmos itself had chosen to heighten my anxiety, the café door suddenly flew open.
The atmosphere changed. My entire body stiffened. Even though my intellect was screaming for me to run, I was immobile.
A man came in. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and had a dark, seething intensity that caught my eye right away. I couldn't help but notice the intensity with which his dark, stormy, and keen eyes fastened upon mine. I knew him, although I had never seen him before. I knew him from the bottom of my heart.
The connection, that earlier magnetic pull, suddenly clicked into place.
Kael.
I was having trouble breathing. Every muscle seemed to be stuck in place, as if my body were electrified. I knew the man even though I had never met him before. The weight of the ancient relationship was crushing me, and I could feel it. It was more than a sensation. It was authentic. He was genuine.
The world seemed to tilt as he stepped toward me. I hardly heard Kira say, "Lola, don't," and I hardly noticed her whisper.
I was unable to take my eyes off Kael. As he drew closer, his every motion purposeful and predatory, my heart pounded in my chest. The oddest thing happened: I felt as though I was melting into him, becoming a part of him. I could feel the heat of his stare pressing against my skin like a physical force.
A surge of energy rushed through me as Kael's fingers touched the symbol on my wrist.
"Lola," he said in a deep, dark, and powerful growl. "You don't know what you just woke up to."
The door slammed behind him, and everything went dark before I could react, before I could even fully understand what was happening.
I felt as though a weight had descended upon me. My eyesight blurred and I felt lightheaded, but before I could scream, I felt like I was being drawn into something-someone.
Kael's sharp eyes were the last thing I noticed before everything turned black.
And I was certain that my life had just taken a drastic turn for the worst.
"You're marrying Mike Rowling. There's no choice." That's what my mother said, her words as cold as ever. I never imagined my life would come to this-trapped in a marriage to a man I've never wanted. Mike is a bitter, broken billionaire, his heart sealed off after an accident that changed everything. He's a stranger in his own home, and now, I'm his reluctant wife. But there's something no one knows, not even Mike: my daughter Mia isn't just my little girl-she's his, too. A secret I've kept buried for years. As the days pass, I can't help but feel the pull between us. He's changing, softening, and my heart begins to betray me. But every smile, every touch, feels like a lie because of the truth I can never tell. Then one night, Mike looks at me with eyes full of questions, and I realize-he knows. Everything is about to unravel. Will the truth destroy us, or will it be the key to our future?
"I never thought he'd cast me out." As I stood beyond the pack boundaries, the words replayed in my head, the life I knew vanishing minute by moment. She, the lady from his past, had been picked over me by Roland Crown, the man I loved, the Alpha I was meant to be by his side. For a deception, he turned away his true mate, me. I was carrying a secret that no one could ever know: I was expecting his children, as the wind whispered through the woods. I really did not want him to know, but life has a way of bringing everything you've worked so hard to hide back to haunt you. I believed I might get away from being alone in a human world that doesn't comprehend me. However, someone is observing. Someone who is fully aware of what I'm concealing and who will not give up until they achieve their goals. I was mistaken to believe that the worst aspect of this nightmare was the anguish of losing Roland. I don't know who I can trust, and the real danger is just getting started. Will it be too late when Roland arrives at my door with regret in his eyes? Will I be able to shield my kids from the darkness that is encroaching on us when the truth is ultimately exposed? I'll just have to find out. One thing, though, caught me off guard: someone from my past is prepared to ruin everything, starting with me.
"You will never see your mother again if you don't marry him." My fate was sealed as the words replayed in my head. As the forgotten daughter of a wealthy and influential man, I, Adebola, was thrown into a world of riches, power, and perilous secrets that I never wanted to be a part of. I was forced, not chosen, to be married to the mysterious billionaire in a wheelchair, Yemi Coker. But beyond his icy exterior and scathing remarks, I caught glimmers of a guy who yearned for affection and to be understood. The distinction between obligation and desire started to get hazy as the days stretched into weeks. I wasn't meant to fall for him, but I was drawn to him because of his power, intelligence, and concealed suffering. I had just begun to think that love could blossom from the ashes of betrayal when the ghosts of my past came roaring back. The ideal daughter, Temitope, came returned to take back everything she thought was hers, including Yemi. Her threats became more pointed, her schemes more sinister, and her secrets-oh, the secrets she kept-had the potential to ruin everything. I learned the truth about my own father just when I believed I had faced the worst; it was so startling that it caused me to reevaluate all I had assumed. When treachery is ingrained in your DNA, how do you battle for love? When a man has every reason to doubt you, how can you trust him? The one secret that has the power to either permanently unite us or tear us apart has the answer. Will I find out before it's too late, though?
"You're mine now," he says, his voice low, commanding. I shouldn't be thrilled by his words. I shouldn't even be standing here, in the cold shadows of a life I never chose. But here I am, torn between the man who shattered my heart and the one who calls me his, though I'm nothing like what he wants. When my chosen mate abandoned me for a woman who had once rejected him, I thought nothing could hurt worse. But I was wrong. He came back for her, leaving me with nothing but memories and a hollow ache. And just when I thought I had nothing left, Alpha Adeoye stepped into my life-a king without a throne, a man feared by all, including the wolves who once stood by my side. He's chilly. He is merciless. He's not my type, either. However, whenever he calls my name, I get a real and dangerous sensation. I ought to resist it. I ought to battle him. However, I see a darkness-an anguish similar to mine-when I look into his eyes. And the reality hit me harder than any betrayal just when I thought I had understood my place in this world and could move on from my past. The affection I assumed was long gone is still there. But there's one question I can't ignore: If I let myself fall for Adeoye, will it be the salvation I'm desperate for? Or will it destroy everything I thought I knew about love? As the final battle approaches, I'm left standing at a crossroads, knowing one wrong move could change everything. And then, he whispers, "You'll choose me... won't you?" But the truth is, I don't know if I can trust him.
She was a diamond covered by ashes.... King Dakota was known as the most Powerful Alpha King of all times - more powerful than any other King that had ruled from his lineage. He was cold hearted, introverted and dangerous in anger. Cursed by the Moon goddess, King Dakota had to get married to three wives all in search of a male child that would become his heir, but it was impossible as the curse would only let his wives bear she -wolves. But on a different day, the King meets a lady who offends him and as a punishment, he took her home as his fourth wife. Her name was Shilah. Shilah was a powerless wolf and as a result, was disregarded and intimidated by all. But, when she begins to do things that the King had never felt for years, he began to wonder who she really was. Slowly, she crawled her way into his icy heart and turned out to be something nobody ever expected - a storm.
"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?"
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
WARNING: This Book Contains Explicit scenes And Adult Languages 🔞 Do you like reading steamy, naughty, dirty, and filthy romances?? If your answer is yes, get ready for the ultimate erotic excitement that will get your blood pumping and your ovaries twitching. This novel is a collection of short erotic stories. It contains all manner of sexual explicit including friends with benefits StepSister And Brother, Stepdaddy, Office, Stepmother, Lesbian, Teacher and student, Doctor and patient, domination Etc. If you are under 18yrs, this book is not for you.
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