A genre about a beautiful woman, Selene who is a she wolf but has to choose a lycans as a fated mate but a show in strength is needed for this.
Luca was everything the pack disapproved of. He was a rogue, an outsider. Unlike the others who obeyed the laws of the pack, he had been exiled for breaking the most sacred rule of all: he had fallen in love with a human. No one knew exactly what had happened that night, but the consequences had been severe. And now, Luca lived on the fringes of the world he had once belonged to.
But Selene had always felt an inexplicable pull toward him, even as a child. She had heard the stories about him-how he was once a promising warrior, a future leader of the pack before his exile. He had been cast out for his love of a human woman, a bond that had never been broken, even in death.
Luca was a ghost to her now, a shadow of what he had once been. But there was something in his eyes, a fire that refused to die, a spark of defiance that matched her own.
She stepped into the clearing, her breath coming out in sharp, controlled gasps. The smell of damp earth and pine filled her senses. And there, standing by the old oak tree, was Luca. He had the same untamed look she remembered-his dark hair wild, eyes glowing like embers under the moonlight. He hadn't changed, and neither had the pull between them.
"Selene," he said softly, his voice like a whisper of wind.
"You shouldn't be here," she replied, though she knew it was pointless. He had never followed the rules, and neither had she.
Luca took a step closer, his eyes searching her face. "You came to see me, didn't you?"
"I..." Selene hesitated, caught in the tug of her emotions. Her heart beat faster, and the transformation inside her grew stronger. "I shouldn't have."
"But you did."
The words hung between them, heavy with the weight of the years that had passed since they had last seen each other. A part of her longed to reach out, to feel the warmth of his touch, but another part of her knew the risks. The pack would never accept them. They would tear her apart, just as they had torn Luca's world from him.
"I'm not the same person I was," she whispered, stepping back. "The pack... they'll never forgive me if they find out."
"I don't care about their forgiveness," Luca replied, his voice raw with emotion. "And I don't care if they hunt me down again. I never stopped thinking about you, Selene."
Her heart trembled at his words, and for a moment, the world around her seemed to vanish. The tension that had built up between them over the years came crashing down, and all she could think about was the fire that burned between them. The connection that had always been there, unspoken, but undeniable.
She reached for him, her hand trembling as it touched his chest. The heat of his body was enough to make her heart race, and for the first time in years, she allowed herself to give in.
But the sound of footsteps in the distance broke the spell. Selene pulled away from him sharply, her senses alert.
"We have to go," she whispered urgently.
Luca nodded, his expression hardening. He knew what this meant. It wasn't just a forbidden love between them-it was a death sentence if the pack ever found out.
A genre about a beautiful woman, Selene has to choose a lycans as a fated mate but a show in strength is needed for this.
A genre about a beautiful woman, Selene who is a she wolf but has to choose a lycans as fated mate but a show in strength is needed for this to be done .
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.”
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."
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.”
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"