Alexa Dawson is an orphan. Her stepmother sold her to pay a million dollar debt in an auction. Even Alpha Gabriel, her fated mates, didn't care about her. Alpha Alastair who turned out to be her second chance mates bought her from the auction, but she lied about her virginity. Angered by the lies, he imprisoned her in a dungeon for disgracing him. After a week, a mysterious man named Harlow saved her from the cell and took her out of town to become a rogue. Unbeknownst to her, a prophecy from the Moon Goddess reveals her destiny of becoming the Supreme Luna. She will unite all werewolf packs under one leadership with the Alpha she chooses. She has four potential men as her mates: Alpha Gabriel-her childhood friend, the intelligent Alpha Romero, the cruel Alpha Alastair, and Harlow, the leader of the rogues. Who will she choose? Can she fulfill her destiny as the Supreme Luna?
Alexa
"No, please, don't! Let me go!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.
My hands were restrained by two men. They dragged me away from my own house, even though I screamed and kicked with all my might. My wolf couldn't fight back and could only whimper in my head.
"It's okay, Alexa. It will be just fine," my stepmother said, her gaze downcast. Beside her, my stepsister put on a display of fake tears.
"Mom! Please help me! Don't sell me out!" I cried for her help, but she stood still.
"I'm sorry, Alexa, but we have nothing else to cover up your father's debt," she said, tears streaming down her face.
Wasn't that a lie? How could they hide so many things in our house? Where had our TV gone? The car? Did we go bankrupt overnight?
"No! There must be some mistake!" I defended myself.
"Shut up, wench!" A brute slapped my cheek, and it stung so badly that my teeth scraped my lip. Blood dripped from the corner of my mouth. "Your father owed us a million dollars. Now he's dead, so you must pay with your body!"
"What? A million dollars?!" A pang hit my chest. My eyes widened in panic as I looked around at the brute and my stepmother.
"It's impossible! My father was a respectable man. He was the former Alpha! He would never do that!" I shrieked as the brute dragged me out of the house.
They didn't care about my reasoning. The man brought me to the door, holding my shoulders and arms so tightly that it hurt. Before the door closed, I saw my stepmother and stepsister stifling small laughs.
It was them! They were the ones who borrowed a million dollars from these men! I knew it!
All to support their lavish lifestyle. They traveled to another country for a week-long holiday just last week on a private jet. Was all their boasting funded by debt?
"No! It wasn't my father! It's them!" I cried out loud, struggling in vain.
"Shut up!" Another man pressed a handkerchief to my mouth.
A sharp smell assaulted my senses, and I realized it was wolfsbane poison. My head spun, and my consciousness faded. My vision blurred further, my body weakened, surrendering as they dragged me into a car.
Just before I lost consciousness, I vaguely saw a man staring at me from a distance. His face was illuminated by the moonlight amidst the growing darkness that imprisoned my sight.
Alpha Gabriel, the man who was supposed to be my mate, the one who was supposed to hold a marking ceremony with me next week, stood in silence. He stared at me with his cold eyes. His blonde hair shimmered under the moonlight, making him look like an angel to me, but his gaze held no mercy.
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I woke up to a ringing sound in my ears. A rough hand slapped my cheek again, shouting at me to wake up. I opened my eyes slowly but still couldn't see anything. My eyes blinked, searching for light, but there was none.
My mouth was gagged with a thick cloth, forcing it open. I swallowed repeatedly to ease the dryness in my throat. Both my hands were tied behind my back. The silver chains scraped my wrists whenever I tried to free them.
'Help! Someone, help me!'
I called out through the mind link with my wolf. Deep down, I knew it was useless since I couldn't even control my wolf or transform.
I tilted my head, trying to see beyond the thick black cloth covering my head. Two large hands grabbed my arms, dragging me to walk before forcing me to sit on a hard chair. Their grip on my shoulders was heavy as I tried to stand and run.
The cloth loosened as fingers tugged at the ropes around my neck. Then, in one swift motion, the cloth was pulled off my head. Bright light blinded my eyes, making me lower my head and blink several times to adjust. Slowly, I opened my eyes and took a deep breath.
When I looked up again, I saw dozens of pairs of eyes adorned with colorful masks staring at me, scrutinizing every move I made. My heart pounded as I begged for freedom through muffled cries.
"Ladies and gentlemen, let's proceed with the next auction. A rare eighteen-year-old lycan girl, pure Alpha blood from the south, and a virgin. She possesses magical healing abilities, perfect for your punching bag." The man gestured toward me.
"We'll start at one million dollars," the man standing before me introduced me like merchandise.
Everyone fell silent. There was whispering, but no one raised a paddle to bid for me.
"Anyone? Come on, anyone?" The auctioneer looked around the dimly lit room. "Alright, let's lower it to 900,000 dollars. Anyone?"
For some reason, I had a bad feeling, worsened by the chaotic mix of pungent smells. But among the unpleasant odors, there was one distinct scent I had never smelled before. Musk, and it was so good, calming my nerves.
"500,000 dollars!" A fat man shouted.
No one responded with a higher bid. The auctioneer started pacing, looking at the others' faces, searching for another bidder. I shook my head as tears streamed down my cheeks. My nose clogging up and my gagged mouth adding to my discomfort.
"Anyone else?" The auctioneer still searched for a higher bidder. He looked around the audience and sighed in disappointment. "Come on, is no one interested?"
Oh my Goddess! Was this real? The fat man chuckled and smiled in a senile curve, so sure he would get me as his punching bag.
My heart raced, and panic took over. I glanced right and left, seeing the guards stationed everywhere. The only open path was in front of me, where the masked men and women gathered. Perhaps there was a door there with less security.
When I felt the pressure on my shoulders lessen, I seized the moment and ran. I lunged at the old auctioneer, making him squeak in surprise. Before I could run further, searing heat clasped my wrist. I screamed in pain. My body collapsed to the floor as the heat and electricity coursed painfully from the silver chain through my body.
The guards jumped on my shoulders and arms. I struggled again, but they pinned me harder to the floor. One of them whipped my calf, and I groaned amidst my tears.
"One million dollars." A deep male voice boomed in the room.
Everyone stopped moving, including me, freezing at the sound of the voice. A large man in a suit walked through the crowd. He raised paddle number two to his ear. His chin-length black hair framed the black mask covering his face.
"Stop that and let her go. She's mine now," he growled, then turned to the auctioneer.
"O-oh, yes! One million dollars! Sold!" The auctioneer chuckled in satisfaction, nodding at the guards.
The two guards beside me lifted my body to stand. They then dragged me out to the curtain. I couldn't believe someone had actually bought me!
My gaze locked on the dark eyes behind that mask in a split second. In my heart, I cursed the man who auctioned me, my stepmother, the Alpha who abandoned me, and the man who bought me.
Fenella and Laird are childhood friends and neighbors in their hometown, Boston. One day, during prom night, Fenella mustered the courage to confess her love to Laird. He rejected her, saying he would only date beautiful models. Heartbroken and traumatized, Fenella improved herself. After years of hard work, she carved out a career as a fashion model in New York. On a fateful night, Fenella went to a nightclub after her cheating boyfriend dumped her. It was then that she met Laird again. She thought she would get revenge on Laird, make him beg for her love, and then reject him. One passionate night ruins her plan, and they reignite their love. Until they caught up in a glamorous fashion world, a web of lies and scandal driven by jealousy.
"I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna." One single sentence. One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life. And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once. As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come. Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky. My Mates. But wait... If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men? *** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
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Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."