When Catherine, a wolfless Omega and the daughter of traitors, is betrayed and rejected by her mate-the only man she ever loved-she has no choice but to run. Hunted and alone, she flees into the dark woods, only to fall and lose consciousness. When she wakes up, she's no longer in the woods. She's in the Royal Palace, on the bed of the most feared Alpha King and also her mate's father. The last thing she expects is for him to pin her down, his fingers tracing the edge of her trembling lips before traveling to her waist, whispering, "You can never escape me again... mate."
The worst kind of heartbreak is the one that comes when you least expect it. When it hits, it doesn't just break you-it shatters you, leaving pieces you may never find again.
My name is Catherine, and tonight was supposed to be the most important night in my life. Today, Prince Damian was finally going to be the King of the Shadow Moon Pack after a very long time. He would also choose his Luna. And that was supposed to be me.
I had every reason to believe it. For three years, we had been meeting in secret. Every stolen kiss, every whispered promise, every night wrapped in his arms-it all led to this moment. He was mine, and I was his.
But deep down, I was scared.
No one knew about us except Bianca, my best friend and the Beta's daughter. Unlike me, Bianca was extremely strong, a fierce she-wolf who could take down an opponent twice her size. I was an Omega maid. Wolfless. Weak. Worthless in the eyes of many.
That wasn't all. I was only five years old when my world shattered. My parents were executed as traitors, their crimes were extreme, their names erased from history. The king at that time was young and ruthless-Magnus. He was Damian's father and he showed no mercy. Not only did he kill my parents, but he also took my twin sister, Elena, as his prisoner after killing our parents.
No one knew where he took her. He vanished into the woods with her, forming a new pack in a hidden place no one could ever find. Prince Damian was also left behind without a father and the Shadow Moon Pack was ruled by the elders. King Magnus abandoned his son. He was a terrible man who left him to start another pack.
I had no family, no power, no status. So why would Damian choose me as his Luna? I had asked myself that question a million times.
I tried to push my doubts aside as I cleaned my small room, wiping the already clean table for the fifth time. Bianca, my best friend was on my bed, watching me with a confused expression.
"You're nervous."
I scoffed, shaking my head. "No, I'm not."
Bianca didn't believe me. She rolled her eyes and sat up, crossing her legs. "You're cleaning that table like it owes you money. Admit it. You're scared he's not going to pick you."
I sighed, dropping the rag. "Fine. Maybe a little."
"Catherine, he loves you. You need to stop overthinking."
"What if the Elder Council objects?" I asked, voicing my biggest fear. "They would never accept me. I'm nothing but an Omega and the daughter of a traitor."
She waved her hand dismissively. "Oh, please. The old men on the Elder Council can go chew on dry bones. Damian is the prince. His choice is final."
"But I have no wolf, Bianca. No power. No noble blood."
"And yet, you have something no one else does."
I frowned. "What?"
She smirked. "His heart. Damian loves you."
Before I could respond, strong hands suddenly grabbed my waist from behind, lifting me off the ground with ease. I gasped, but before I could even turn around, a familiar deep voice whispered against my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
"You're worrying again, Catherine."
It was Damian.
I didn't even know when he came into the room. I had been so lost in my conversation with Bianca that I didn't notice anything.
Before I could say a word, he spun me around and slammed his lips against mine. His kiss was possessive, demanding, as if he was trying to remind me who I belonged to.
My hands got lost in his dark hair as I melted into him, my body pressed against his strong chest. His hands roamed down my back, gripping me tightly before he suddenly lifted me again and placed me on the table. His fingers traced my thighs, slipping beneath my dress as he kissed down my neck, his lips hot against my skin.
He took off the upper part of my gown and stared at my breasts for a while taking all in. He was admiring them and I chuckled. He squeezed them tight and I stifled a moan and grabbed the table to control my lust. I wanted him so bad.
He ran a hand over my breasts, continuing his squeezing and then before I could react, he had brought his lips to them, sucking the nipples immediately. I couldn't control my self again. He had that effect on me. I was going to reach orgasm if he didn't stop. I knew I should stop him but I couldn't. I was enjoying everything he was doing to my body. I didn't want him to stop.
I was moaning in too much pleasure. His hands were going in between my thigh again and that's when I felt him slip in a finger. I lost it. The pleasure was just too much for me to handle. It was insane.
"You're mine!" he murmured between kisses. "And tonight, I'm making it official."
I shivered, my hands working on the buttons of his shirt, ready to take it off any minute from now. "Damian..."
"Say you believe me..." he whispered into my ears, his lips brushing against my ear.
I hesitated. "I believe you... I want you to use me. Don't stop!"
He pulled back slightly, his intense eyes meeting mine with a smirk. "Then stop thinking so much."
I nodded, pulling him back into another deep kiss. He let out a soft groan in pleasure, his hands sliding up my legs, pushing my dress higher. My skin burned under his touch, my body arching toward him instinctively.
Just as he was about to slide in, reality came down on me. I gasped, pushing his chest. "Damian, we can't right now."
His jaw clenched as he looked at me, his breathing heavy. "Why not?"
"Because you have a coronation to attend," I reminded him. "You're going to be the Alpha King of this pack tonight and you need to prepare for it."
His grip on my waist tightened as he got lost in my eyes. "I don't want to go."
A loud cough interrupted us.
Bianca.
I had completely forgotten she was still in the room. She had watched everything. I quickly wore back my gown and smiled nervously.
She smirked, arms crossed as she leaned against the wall. "If you two are done devouring each other, I'll be leaving."
Damian ignored her, his eyes still locked on mine. "You'll be at my coronation tonight, right?"
I nodded. "Of course. After your coronation tonight, I'll meet you in your room to show you I'm truly yours."
His lips brushed mine once more before he finally let me go. He stepped back, running a hand through his hair, looking worried a little bit. "Bianca's father wants to meet with me before the coronation. Apparently, it's something important about picking a Luna but I'm going to let him know that I choose you."
I let out a soft chuckle. "Go. Before someone finds you here."
With a final smirk, he turned and walked out.
As soon as the door closed behind him, I stood up and smoothed down my dress. But I couldn't stop the worry that entered my mind. Why would my best friend's father want to see him before the coronation about picking a Luna?
I was confused but I didn't bother about it. I didn't want to be distracted by anything other than the fact that he was confident that he was going to pick me as his Luna.
Bianca suddenly grabbed my wrist, and I turned to look at her. There was something in her eyes-pity.
"Catherine," she said slowly, her voice filled with something I couldn't quite place. "What if you're not the one he's choosing tonight?"
Her words sent a chill down my spine. My stomach twisted in pain, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe.
That wasn't possible.
Was it?
His fingertips carefully moved around, gently making their way up to my chest. I looked at him. "We shouldn't be doing this..." His voice came in a soft whisper. "I know!" ************** In a city ruled by ruthless mafia empires, we meet an unlikely duo who should have never fallen in love with each other. Vincenzo Salvador, a Mafia gang leader who thinks his life is a mess... Forced by his mom to get a wife, he goes to waste his life in the club and stumbles upon Lisa. Lisa Fernando is a young and beautiful lady struggling to make ends meet and care for her sick grandmother. She was the stripper who captured Vicenzo's eyes, and they were drawn to each other. Vicenzo might have found the girl of his dreams, but fate has different dreams. When she gets kidnapped as a sex slave by another ruthless Mafia Lord the night he was going to propose to her, his world crumbles. Will they be able to change fate, or will both of them kill each other as destined by fate?
SEX SCENES MODERATE VIOLENCE What happens when a sexy and cute bodyguard is contracted to protect you after you discover your life is in danger? Nina, a young and beautiful girl seeking to revenge for her mother's death fakes a love relationship with Greg Peterson, the son of a wealthy and dangerous family who murdered her mother. But when Kaden is assigned to protect her, she feels he would ruin her plans with his presence. She hates her new bodyguard who follows her everywhere with all her heart but when he proposes something different from others.... A life with him full of sex or a life without him, she becomes destabilized. What happens when she learns the whole truth about everything and that Kaden isn't really the guy she thought he was? Find out by reading this suspense filled story of love, sex and revenge.
*MATURED SEX SCENES* Lisa Smith, an intelligent but poor nerd who is also a sex addict becomes devasted when she finds a bully and a bad boy in her new school. Richard Peterson, 18 years old. He is a spoiled snobby kid who thinks he can do anything he wishes to do just because his family is rich and influential. After Lisa's father gets admitted in the hospital after a poor kidney failure, she is forced to agree to Richards'contract of being his sex slave but his contract doesn't stop there, he wants her as his wife to punish her for the rest of her life. What happens when two sex-addict meet? Will they be able to overcome the huge sexual tension between them? Will Lisa give him into him when she learns a deep secret about him or will she find herself in great danger?
What happens when a hook-up gets complicated by a baby? Can she hide the secret from him? Or will he show her how possessive he can be when he learns she's carrying his child? "Seven years ago, I had a one-night stand with my brother's best friend, who also happened to be my lifelong crush. The next day, he vanished leaving me pregnant. Now, I am a single mom raising our son in the same small town. Recently, he returned to attend my brother's wedding and the truth about our son was finally revealed. As he reclaims his place in our lives, the sparks between us reignite. However, danger from his past threatens to shatter our newfound connection. I am torn between my love for him and my fear of getting hurt again, especially now that I have two hearts to protect - our son's and my own."
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.
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?"
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
After five years of marriage, my husband is always absent on my birthday. No gifts, no blessings. He said, "I've given you the money, buy whatever you want." But he started preparing for Fiona's birthday half a month in advance. He said, "She's different, she only has me." As the sole survivor of a unexpected fire, he has been heartbroken for over a decade. Watching Fiona in Moments holding a cake and kissing his face. I slowly commented. 【Just this useless person, I'm giving him to you.】