Feei has lived her life far away from pack life. Choosing to be oblivious, casting away her old life, she's set on carving a new one until Alpha Keagan moves in next door derailing all her carefully laid out plans.
Feei
My skin prickles with unease like I've got live insects running a marathon on it. I itch to turn around and confront the one tailing me, such an amateur I thought my lips curling into a smirk. Just a pervie stalking a young unarmed woman. A walking target for men like him. I stride into an alley and walk deeper into the shadows and his steps quicken as the distance shorten between us. I whirled around just as he tried to grab me from behind. I grab hold of his wrist and within a few seconds had him on the cold, hard frosty ground.
He gasps in disbelief as he stared at my smiling face.
"Hi! How can I help?" I bit out, the smile still plastered on my face. My eyes frosty emeralds no doubt.
" Um... nothing. I just thought...I"
" That's what I thought, next time don't stalk people. You never know where it gets you."
"Yes, I'm sorry."
I let go of him and watch as he walks out of there fast as he could. I chortle, and walk deeper into the alley, my apartment building is in the other side, I lift my head and scent the air, pulling it deep into my lungs. I wait for the onslaught of images to go through my skull, and a slight pain splinters my temples and I gasp slowly, glad that I don't need to move again. I'm glad that I don't have to move out of this city for another one yet.
I meandered the streets and find myself staring at my apartment building, I ignore the overly cheerful receptionist's wave and jump in the elevator.
I've chosen this comfortable apartment building on a whim, to pamper myself just once instead of choosing low budget hostels full of college students and backpackers.
I brandish my key and open my door, I close it silently, and hop on the sofa. I strip my jacket off and and chuck it beside me. I sigh, rubbing hands over my tired eyelids trying to shake off the fatigue, working in a nightclub has its perks and moans.
I strip and slowly made my way to the shower and wash all my worries away, another day lived, another tick off in my life. A bitter smile comes to my lips, I stave off the shroud of sadness that swathes me, a tear creeps out from my eyelid and joins the water cruising down my cheeks.
Finally, I step out and towel dried my body and slid into my PJ's and jump into bed my body braces for what's to come.I took in large gulps of air and close my eyes, teetering towards the abyss of sleep.
I jump up gasping for breath as claws has just started to claw at me. Loud voices from the next apartment filtered in, I sighed and hurry outside. P*ss*d off and sleep deprived, I hissed loudly as I stepped outside to confront my noisy neighbor.
I rapped loudly on the door, the voices stopped and silence filled the air. I knocked loudly, footsteps come nearer and the lock turned and the door opened just as I curl a fist to knock.
Frosty ice blue eyes set in a killer handsome face, his face looks so perfect and untouchable, the kind of untouchable beauty that repels all touches, I want to smash a fist into all that perfectness. I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Yes! How can I help you?" A perfect smirk taunts me to lift my fist.
"Someone people are trying to sleep, I would appreciate it if you keep it down."
"Is that all?"
"Yes. Thank you." I bit out.
Help, please help me ble...
I stiffened, not having heard a voice in my head in ages. I gripped my head and back away from the door. No, no I don't want to get myself entangled in this situation, I take a whiff of what they are and slowly back away. How did I not scent them, I have become lazy and reckless.
Ignore all pleas. They'll always put you in trouble.
I take another step back. Trying to pull myself together, pretty guy was shoved out of the way, the door widened and a huge guy steps out with a small, very pale almost translucent teenaged girl, dark veins stand prominently on her arms in his arms.
"What are you doing Nolan?"
"You tell me she says she can help."
"Blessed moon." The girl points a frail finger in my direction.
I froze, and so did the guys. I gather my thoughts together and attempt at an awkward smile. And walk towards my door. "Sorry I think you got the wrong person."
"Please. Please help me. It's the dark blight. I know you can help." She whispers as an inky black tear makes its way down her cheek.
She heard the slight shift of the executioner's weight, the subtle movement of his arms as he raised the axe. She braced herself, waiting for the inevitable. And then, a sound that ripped through the tense silence, a sound filled with raw power and undeniable command. "MATE!" The scream was guttural, primal, filled with a force that seemed to shake the very air around them. It was Damon. Elara's eyes snapped open, her head whipping around just as the axe was beginning its descent. Damon was no longer standing beside Gina. He had surged forward, moving with incredible speed, a powerful aura of golden energy radiating from him. He reached the platform in an instant, throwing himself in front of Elora, shielding her body with his own. As he did, a blinding flash of golden light erupted around them, emanating from Damon and engulfing Elara. It was a raw, magical energy, crackling in the air, pushing back against the surrounding Lycans. The executioner froze, the axe halfway down, his eyes wide with shock behind his hood. Lord Rathos rose from his seat, his face a mask of utter disbelief and fury. ****** Elara a Luna in hiding amongst humans on a whim volunteers to take her sister's place when chosen by Lycans to serve them. Treading a world she's been avoiding all her life. Only to have the enemy alpha's son to recognise her as mate. The very one responsible for her pack's untimely demise.
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
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."
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.