Euphoria K

Malia Carlton, Illegitimate daughter to the alpha King of Ethiopia has always had a rough life due to her status. To everyone, she is a bastard weakling with no powers and no mother. She couldn’t bear such pain and ridicule so she prayed fervently for a way out. Her prayers were answered, at least in a way, as she was soon sent out on a mission for the sake of her freedom. Elated, she accepts the mission and sets out. The problem is she soon finds out that the mission to steal a golden artifact is way harder than she ever imagined. She is in danger. Danger of losing herself in love. Love for the son of the man she is supposed to steal from. The problem is that she is already engaged to her mate. Will she give in and let herself love him back or will she choose duty and strive to complete her mission? What will happen if the man she loves finds out what she was originally there for? Will their love be doomed to die from the start or will it bloom again? Follow Malia as she navigates the new feelings fate has thrown her way.

"Welcome to your new job, Miss Lucia…." Damon continued, "of course, my father has employed you to be my nanny!" He was obviously a madman, Lucia thought. But he was a stunningly handsome young man she must admit. Other women- lots of them- would have called panting at his feet. Lucia didn't have time for all that. All her life she had lives on purpose, setting her guard as high as a tower. Now, she knew she had a job to fulfill and a reputation to uphold. "Look Mr. Damon, I don't know why you are doing this, but —" "You'd better wonder why my father is employing you to do it… He employed you," "To take care of this little boy," "To take care of Damon," her fully grown musculine tensed. He pokes his chest."Me." ¶¶¶¶ ….. Lucia was thrilled when a wealthy businessman offered her a job as live-in nanny to his son. But on her arrival at his luxury home, Lucia realized her employer had two sons. And her charge, Damon Walter, wasn't the little boy who had greeted her. It was his half brother, a thirty two year old Playboy! And it was no mistake. Damon's father had hired Lucia to help reform and transform his ever rebellious son. Lucia wasn't sure she could persuade this sinfully gorgeous man to take orders from her. Especially as he didn't want to be reformed. He was more interested in seducing Lucia into his wicked ways! Happy reading….

A devil should be punished for his every crime before he repents. Freedom to some people is the ability to skirt through opportunities. To some, it was the ability to live over the hedge and confines but to Rachelle, Freedom was the ability to breathe—a chance to live! He's an Alpha. She's a Rogue or something more than that. One can't be too sure with figures from the past and some little spirits who wouldn't let her go. One thing is certain for Rachelle; things are about to get real messy and she is well set for it—for behold, a new dawn had come and it is set for the rise of a phoenix Queen!

When Liam, a young respected alpha of his pack is mated to a human, he finds he is unable to control his urges and plays along to them. Months later he manages to open up to her but she pushed him away. Now she is in trouble and her best friend, also a werewolf has no one else to turn to but Liam.

Because of the gloom that fell over our castle following the passing of my mother and the fact that I saw my stepmother's two children taking me through misery, many have referred to me as the "Daughter of Darkness." It is a fact that I have had a very challenging existence, starting with the time I spent as a slave and ending in the day when they attempt to take one of my kidneys from my body. I was under the impression that my suffering would come to an end when I wed Damien, a member of the mafia who was only in it for himself, but the reality was that I was about to experience the worst moment of my life. My whole life changed once I became friends with Emma, who was the only child Damien had. My life was filled with so much sadness when I shared a house with someone who put himself first. This continued until the day Damien fell in love with me, at which point the killers attempted to kill both of us and kill him. I had the mistaken impression that things would be a lot simpler for us until another woman walked into our territory and ruined our peace.

He still had the lustful look on his face. "I want you, I want you to grace my bed, I will give you enough money that you will take care of yourself with," he said. I was shocked to hear him say that,it's very obvious that he's no different from his brother 'Ace'. "I will never do such a thing. I only came here to work and not to grace anyone's bed," I kept looking at him I was really angry with everything that was happening in my life, it was enough that I'm passing through financial problems and now that I got the opportunity to work in this place under Mrs Sophia and then his sons are going to make this mansion terrible for me. It was so insulting to hear him say that, to think that I will give him my body, now it's no longer about Ace only but his brother also. I was already pissed. I felt like hitting his chest with my fist. I clenched my fist so tight and closed my eyes. I felt like giving him the punch on his face but then I could be sacked, I could be thrown out by Mrs Sophia. Then I tried to control my anger. "What do you want from me sir," I looked at him. "I just want you to be mine,"he repeated. "Just as I said before, I'm not here for that," he responded, nonchalantly turning to face the other way. "Are you sure you're going to come to my bed?" he said, holding my waist.  I pushed him softly away from my body.

This is my boss.... Who the hell is this? Why is she so dirty, my gosh when was the last time you showered? I can't stand this, take her away, I can't marry her. He shoved her away, she smells worse than a skunk Excuse you, yes, you are excused She scoffed, I can't believe this is what am dealing with, a self-centered over pompous selfish brat Who are you calling a brat, do you know who I am and what I can do to you I know who you are, you are one of those arrogant prick who thinks the world revolve around them Oh my gosh, this is so entertaining, where have you been all my life, Tobias burst out laughing breaking us from our piercing gaze we were giving each other. I think I rendered him speechless...

Let me just ask you something." "Okay, ask away." "The bet, what else did you bet on?" "Well, we bet on your boob size, your favorite position while having sex..." while she said it, I was actually getting very angry. "You know what, I don't want to hear it. Please go back to your seat. I don't want to talk to you right now." "But you asked me, I just--" "Please, I said you should go back to your seat before I do something I would regret."

Raven Daisy Richards, accomplished fashionista and former runway model after suffering a cold rejection and divorce from her ex-husband who accused her of infidelity, got over her past and moved on with her new life as a single mother. Suddenly, one day her present close-to-perfect life was upturned when the same ex came back, and this time when he realized what a fool he had been in the past, was willing to do anything to gain back the forgiveness of his ex-wife _including suffering her rejection and horrible words. The question remains: Is the tenacious fashionista willing to abide by her words of not allowing her ex-husband back into her life? Or will old flames be rekindled and ruin her five years of determined detachment? Let's journey together on this love story born out of hate, and rejection and finally led to forgiveness.

Accidentally murdered the bride? Check. Forced to marry the cursed Alpha who's lost six wives? Check. Now wearing her dress, dragged to his bed, while the pack waits outside for proof he's fucked me raw? Double check. Remi was just trying to catch her cheating boyfriend in the act. Instead, she tripped, ripped lace, and cracked a skull. Now Alpha Nero Blackwater owns her. "Bride for bride," he growls. "You owe me a wedding... and a womb." The curse kills his mates before dawn. Unless he plants an heir fast. But something's wrong. What if there was never a curse at all? One night to survive. One claiming to break everything. One Alpha who'll fuck her senseless... even if it's the last thing she feels.

Emilia Taylor was the most unwanted daughter of the Frostridge Pack. She had no wolf, no status, and no one who truly loved her. After failing to awaken at the age of twenty-two, she was betrayed by her lover, abandoned by her family, and finally sent by her father to the Silver Moon Pack-to become Sebastian Simons' seventh bride. Sebastian was the Alpha everyone feared. Rumor had it that none of his first six wives had met a good end, and every woman who married him eventually became another name on the list of the dead. Everyone was waiting for Emilia to die. But they did not know that her failed awakening had not left her with nothing. Instead, she had gained the ability to read minds. She could hear the malice and lies hidden behind every smile. Everyone's thoughts were open to her. Except Sebastian's. She could not hear his mind, nor could she see through his secrets. When a wolfless girl abandoned by everyone meets a cold-blooded Alpha haunted by the mystery of six dead wives, will she become his next victim-or the only one who can break the curse?

I was the wolfless disgrace of the pack, traded like cattle to a dying monster. When a royal decree stripped away my engagement, my own father gave my fiancé to my cruel sister, Charly. My punishment for being born without a wolf? A forced marriage to Demetri Contreras—the crippled, disgraced Alpha left to rot from silver poison. They threw me into a frozen, forgotten estate, waiting for my new husband to die so I could be buried as a silent widow. Charly laughed as she stole my life, my mate, and my future. My family discarded me, just like they murdered my mother years ago. They thought this exile would break me. They thought I was a helpless pawn. They didn't know that inside this fragile body lived the soul of the top interstellar miracle surgeon. Looking at the ruined, festering Alpha bleeding on my wedding bed, I didn't see a corpse. I saw the deadliest weapon in the realm. The fallen Alpha needs a miracle to survive. Lucky for him, I am the miracle. I will drag this monster back from the gates of hell—and together, we will burn my enemies to ash.

"This is Virella, my wife." Three years. And that was all Alpha Kaelen gave me. No welcome. No touch. No recognition. Just another woman at his side, carrying his child. While I ruled in his absence, I was nothing more than a placeholder. A Luna he never chose. So I gave up. And I left. One rejection was all it took to break the bond. When I returned, I wasn't the Luna he abandoned. I was untouchable, respected, and feared. And no longer his to claim. Now he watches me like a man drowning... Because the woman he discarded came back as something far beyond his reach. And this time, I didn't come alone. The Alpha of Ebonmoon stands beside me, his presence crushing, and his hand firm on my waist... "Careful, Kaelen," his voice drops, dark with warning. "Rowena isn't yours anymore." His lips brush my temple, possessively. "She's mine. If you try to take her, I'll end you."

"No wolf. No family. Harmless. Useful. The second I am done with her, the Luna title is yours." Eira Crawford heard those words through her husband's office door. For four years, she had been Sebastian Vale's hidden mate. She managed his household, entertained his relatives, cleaned up his messes, and lived on the three thousand dollars he gave her each month like charity. Even buying a new coat required an explanation. But for his first love, he casually prepared three hundred thousand dollars in research funding. To Sebastian, Eira was nothing more than a wolfless Omega from an orphanage. A quiet, obedient wife with no pack, no power, and no value beyond being useful. He had never introduced her publicly as his Luna. His family treated her like a servant. His sweetheart mocked her as a woman who could only survive by clinging to an Alpha. So Eira stopped crying. She recorded the affair, filed for mate dissolution, and placed the divorce papers in front of Sebastian. Even then, he thought she was throwing a tantrum. He signed without hesitation, certain she would come crawling back once she realized no one else would want a discarded, wolfless Omega. He was wrong. The woman he left at home washing dishes was a Stanford-trained electrical engineer. The "useless" wife he ignored was the hidden chief engineer behind a national self-developed chip project. Her movements were classified. Her disappearance could alert the federal authorities. Her name, once revealed, was enough to shake the entire scientific community. And Sebastian knew nothing. After walking out of his house with nothing but her freedom, Eira crossed paths with Killian Sterling, the coldest and most powerful Alpha in the north. He did not know her name yet, but his wolf recognized something in her that everyone else had missed. Meanwhile, Sebastian finally realized that Eira was not bluffing. He searched the entire city like a madman. For the first time in four years, he publicly called her his wife. He demanded she return. He begged for another chance. But by then, Eira was no longer waiting in his house. She was seated at the Sterling Pack's dinner table, dressed with quiet confidence, while the most feared Alpha in North America stood beside her. In front of everyone, Killian Sterling placed his hand at her back and said coldly, "Eira is not anyone's discarded Omega." "She is my Luna."

I was three months pregnant when the car hit me. Lying there, barely hanging on, I called my husband-Alpha Ethan-over and over. No answer. When I finally woke up from the pain, I saw a post from his first love, Ivy. "Thank you, Alpha, for knowing how scared I am of the dark and staying with me all night. He even cleared his whole schedule today to take me to the auction, just to give me the best gift in the world. I'm so happy!" Right then, it hit me. While I was fighting to protect our child, he was with another she-wolf. I calmly liked her post and put my phone away. Since he chose his first love, I chose to let go. Seven days from now, I'd leave his world for good-with our child.

I was waiting at the Registry Hall to formalize my mate bond with Gabe, my childhood sweetheart and the Alpha of our pack. He was thirty-two minutes late. When I finally found him in a private VIP lounge, his hands were buried in my cousin's hair, their lips locked together. Hailee was supposed to be my maid of honor. Instead of apologizing, Gabe looked me dead in the eye and used his Alpha authority to publicly reject me. The severing of our ten-year bond tore my soul apart, but the nightmare didn't stop there. My grandfather immediately called, demanding I clean up a mess Hailee had made. When I refused, he disowned me on the spot, froze every single one of my bank accounts, and stripped me of my family name. Within hours, my entire pack erased my existence, gleefully announcing Hailee as their new Luna. I had given my entire life to a family and a man who discarded me like worthless trash the second I became inconvenient. I was left broken, humiliated, and utterly penniless in the blink of an eye. But as I stumbled out of that sterile hall, a terrifyingly beautiful stranger stepped out of the shadows, radiating a primal power that made my knees weak. He was Caden Sinclair, the ruthless Lycan King, and he was dodging a forced political union of his own. "You need a shield. I need a wife. Marry me." Without hesitation, I signed the Eternal Vow.

I was lying in the cold delivery room, enduring the agonizing contractions of giving birth to twins. When I desperately called my fated mate, Alpha Dixon, to tell him the babies were coming, his voice was like ice. "Let my assistant handle it. Don't call me again." He hung up, abandoning me for another woman's laughter in the background. He left me to give birth completely alone, treating me like a pathetic, disposable Omega. He had even threatened that if I didn't sign the mate rejection papers, he would take my children away forever. I thought my life was shattered by the man who was supposed to protect me. But a routine blood test by the hospital's Healer revealed a shocking truth. I wasn't an orphaned nobody. I was the long-lost pureblood White Wolf heir of the legendary Beaumont Pack. Within hours, my true family—a powerful Alpha father, a Luna mother, and three fiercely protective brothers—rushed to my side, wrapping me in the absolute authority and wealth of the world's strongest Pack. Backed by my new family, I summoned Dixon to the Pack Council to formally complete our rejection. I watched his arrogant face as the clerk asked if I accepted his rejection. But just as I opened my mouth to sever our bond forever, Dixon froze. He was hit by an urgent mind-link, and his cold confidence instantly shattered into pure, unadulterated panic. "We're not done!" he snarled, fleeing the hall before the ceremony could end. I stood there, staring at the door. What on earth did that mind-link say?

For three years, I poured my blood, sweat, and tears into building Blackwood Group for Alec, my Alpha and the man I thought was my mate. But on the day of our work anniversary, I stood outside his office door and heard him talking with his Beta, shattering my entire world. "Kay is just a wolfless Omega, useful for paperwork," Alec sneered coldly. "The bonding ceremony is just a show for the elders. The real Luna, the one who carries the bloodline that matters, is Breanne. I'm transferring all of Kay's core project files to Breanne tomorrow. Let her take the credit." He even texted me later, telling me to wear a blue dress to the upcoming gala because it made me look "obedient." I had turned down a Wharton scholarship for this man. I had spent countless nights fixing his mistakes, building his empire, and giving him my youth. Yet to him, I was nothing but a disposable placeholder, expected to smile and bow while another woman stole my life's work and my place by his side. The agonizing pain in my chest didn't break me; it forged me into ice. I didn't cry, and I certainly didn't beg. Instead, I wiped his servers clean of every strategy I had ever created, left a wax-sealed resignation on his desk, and accepted a job offer from his most ruthless rival.

I had been courting the Alpha heir for two years, waiting for the day he would finally propose and make me his Luna. But instead of a ring, he calmly informed me that he was using my family's massive financial donation to buy a noble title for my cousin, Carson. "Carson needs this title to be a suitable match for my future mate," he said, expecting me to gratefully accept being relegated to the shadows as a secondary mate. When I returned home, my own father and grandmother didn't defend me. They praised Carson and demanded I accept the humiliation, claiming my mother's vast merchant wealth belonged entirely to their Pack. When my mother and I refused to yield, my father threatened to sever their mate bond and exile my brother and me as hunted, Packless Rogues. For eighteen years, my family's consortium had funded their lavish lifestyle, yet they treated us like nothing more than a vault to be plundered. The man I loved and the family I trusted were willing to destroy my life and my mother's dignity just to feed their own greed and arrogant pride. I didn't shed a single tear. I immediately initiated the liquidation protocol, recalling every asset we had ever loaned them and stripping their grand manor bare to the walls. Then, I packed a priceless mythril sword and sent a letter to the one man who could help me crush them all: the ruthless Wolf of the North.