"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.
"Bimbo, you need to hear this." In stark contrast to the warmth I had always known in Roland, his voice was chilly. I set my mug down on the kitchen counter and blinked, my fingers shaking a little. The familiar smell of coffee brewing and the soft background hum of the pack house seemed so far away, as if they were part of someone else's life.
I tried to read his expression, but all I saw was wrath-raw, uncontrollable anger. What's that, Roland? What's happening?
His eyes were like ice as he stood there with his arms folded. Before me, the father of my children and the man I had once loved was a complete stranger. "I am aware of your actions. I take it you've been with him? Like a razor, the words sliced through the atmosphere.
Panic rose as my heart banged in my chest. "What? "What are you discussing?"
His eyes grew gloomy. "Bimbo, don't pretend to be innocent. I am fully informed. In secret, you have been seeing him. behind the rear of the group. behind everyone's back. Each word he spewed out was a betrayal in and of itself.
The world shook beneath me. A fog of bewilderment and incredulity filled the room. "I promise, Roland, I have no idea who you're referring to. What on earth are you saying about me?
"Don't lie to me!" His voice raised, accusatory and piercing. "You didn't want me to know? That I would be blind to it? I was aware when you began to distance yourself. I was aware of your secrecy. His anger simmered just beneath the surface as he paced. "Have you not been seeing him? Cain. The outlaw wolf. You have been dating him.
My legs were weak, and I stumbled back. I felt as if I had been struck in the chest by the name. Cain. The outlaw wolf. Roland was referring to him, the one who had approached me just a few weeks prior, offering assistance when I felt completely alone. I had never betrayed Roland with Cain, though. Not as he was suggesting.
Whispering, "I never-I never did that, Roland," I shook my head. "You're not correct. All of this is incorrect.
Something evil sparked in his eyes as he narrowed them. "Don't you think I'm the idiot? You have been deceiving me. To everyone." His jaw tightened as he looked away from me. "I will not abandon this. I'm done with you.
"What are you saying?" As the words registered, my breath caught in my throat. "Finished with me? Please, Roland-"
"The pack is already aware," he interrupted, his voice quietly. "They are aware of your actions and your transformation. Additionally, I will no longer pretend."
Suddenly, I felt a weight pressing down on me. The walls felt like they were strangling the room. Suddenly, the cozy, familiar atmosphere of the pack house seemed icy and unfriendly. "No, Roland, please," I implored him. "You're making a mistake."
"Bimbo, it's not me who is making a mistake. You are. His icy, merciless eyes flitted to mine. "The Luna has fallen."
I was having trouble breathing. I was unable to think. I stumbled to the ground, grasping the kitchen counter's edge for support as my legs buckled under me. "No. You can't be serious, please. I was having trouble finding the right words, and my voice was shaking. "You can't just cast me out like this."
He added bluntly, "You're no longer the Luna of the Crescent Ridge Pack," his eyes no longer showing the affection I had previously recognized. "And you'll be leaving today."
A choked cry from my chest, but it seemed far away, as if it were coming from someone else. This cannot be taking place. It isn't possible. I was being condemned by Roland, the man I had vowed to live for, the man I had loved with all of my heart. In the cruelest way possible, my heart broke like glass against stone.
"No, Roland, please," I said in a broken voice. "I didn't do anything incorrectly. I promise you. Avoid doing this.
His face was marked with finality as he turned away from me. "Bimbo, I'm done listening to excuses. The choice has already been made.
It was unbelievable to me. They were throwing me out. Set aside. In an attempt to comprehend the words and make sense of this nightmare that had abruptly become my reality, my mind raced.
I forced myself to stand and staggered in his direction. "I'm carrying your kids, Roland, please. This cannot be done to me. You can't treat us like this."
Nothing came of the words. He did not recoil. He clenched his jaw. "A betraying Luna is not what the pack needs. And you-" He interrupted me by shaking his head. "Bimbo, you deceived me. You deceived us all.
I was overwhelmed by the weight of their remarks. The finality in his tone made me realize that there was no opportunity for forgiveness, even if I wanted to shout and implore him to retract it. No need for an explanation. He no longer had me. The pack no longer included me.
I fought back the tears that threatened to fall as I turned away. "That's not what you mean, Roland. You genuinely don't want me gone.
However, as I got to the door, I could hear the pack members congregating and their voices reverberating throughout the hallway. Their icy indifference and judgmental stares locked with mine. Their decisions had already been made. The traitor was me. It was me who had betrayed their confidence.
Roland's longtime confidante and friend Elena Winters walked forward, her eyes shining with malevolent glee. "You heard him, Bimbo," she said with a mocking hint. "The Luna has vanished. Additionally, you-" she grinned-"-are nothing."
Feeling like everyone was watching me, I turned and sprinted down the hallways, out of the home, and into the night. Even though the moon was high above, it was no longer as consoling as it had was. The stars glowed, far away and unconcerned.
It was unbelievable to me that this was taking place. How did this happen? Why was Roland treating me like this?
As I staggered into the woods, unsure of my destination, my mind raced. Every step I took hurt my heart, and the hurt of Roland's betrayal grew more intense by the second.
Then, as I was about to give up, I caught sight of him. Cain. I felt a chill go through me as his dark figure stepped out of the darkness and his intense eyes met mine.
"You're alone," he whispered gently, his voice velvety yet tinged with peril. "I think you need help, Bimbo."
My mind was racing with agony and confusion, so I didn't answer. Had I really turned to this person? The outlaw who vowed to assist?
However, I sensed a glimmer of something inside of me as he moved closer, letting me know that I wasn't alone after all.
Then he murmured, "I know what Roland did to you," before I could respond. I'm here to ensure that he pays, too."
I went cold. By that, what did he mean? What was Cain aware of?
The earth underneath me appeared to move once more. Nothing was as it appeared. And everything was turned upside down just when I thought I knew.
"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?
"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?
"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.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
The dream of everyone with regards to marriage is to be able to find that special someone and settle down with them. Even arranged marriages grant you an opportunity to meet your partner briefly before the wedding. How will you feel about waking up in the morning with someone sleeping next to you who is not just anyone but your legally married partner yet with no memory of how that had happened in just a few hours of going out the previous day? This is the story of Jason Haward and Julia Harrison, two strangers trapped in a marriage they never planned. The quest to find out why led to the unfolding of a mystery which made them realize they are both living a lie. To find out more, read this amazing story of love, betrayal, revenge and murder.
"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?"
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.