Mad Bunny
/1/118699/coverbig.jpg?v=1bf72c7e122ab2ea31302562a1751bd1)
His Defiant Mate: The Lycan King's Chosen Luna
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.
Chapter 1
Audriana POV:
"I'm sorry, Ms. Sullivan, but Mr. Black's appointment was for half an hour ago."
The clerk's voice was polite, but his eyes held a pity I refused to acknowledge. I glanced at the sleek watch on my wrist. Thirty-two minutes. He was thirty-two minutes late.
"He's on his way," I said, my voice smoother than I felt. My stomach was a tight knot of cold dread.
I stepped away from the polished walnut desk, the scent of lemon cleaner and old paper filling my nose. The North American Inter-Pack Alliance Registry Hall was designed to be imposing, with its marble columns and vaulted ceilings, meant to impress upon werewolves the gravity of the contracts signed here. Today, it just felt cold.
The air conditioning ghosted across my bare arms, raising goosebumps. I unconsciously twisted the delicate silver chain bracelet on my wrist, a nervous habit I'd had since I was a child. The tiny links were cool against my skin.
My phone buzzed in my clutch. A message from my assistant, Maya.
'Apex Ventures deal is ready for your final review. They're getting antsy.'
I typed a quick reply, my fingers flying across the screen.
'Tell them to hold their breath. I'm handling something personal.'
Personal. That's what this was supposed to be. The final step. Gabe and I, registering our intent to bond, a formality before the ceremony that would tie our packs, our families, our futures together.
I closed my eyes for a second, focusing, trying to pull his scent from the air. It was a game we used to play as kids. I could always find him. That familiar, comforting scent of pine and damp earth.
But all I could smell now was a cacophony of strangers-stale coffee, cloying perfume, the metallic tang of anxiety from a dozen other wolves waiting in this sterile hall. A wave of nausea rolled through me. Something was wrong.
My phone buzzed again. Not a work message this time. An unknown number.
The message was short, brutal.
'VIP Lounge 3. He's waiting for you.'
My breath hitched. VIP Lounge 3. I knew the layout of this building. It was at the end of the private corridor, reserved for Alphas of significant standing. Gabe's father had used it last year to finalize a trade agreement.
My fingers tightened around my phone. It was a trap. A cruel joke. It had to be.
But the knot in my stomach pulled tighter, a cold, hard certainty.
I pushed open the heavy glass door that separated the main hall from the private corridors. The sound of the bustling hall was instantly muffled by the thick, plush carpet. My heels sank into the crimson pile with each step, silencing my approach.
As I moved down the hallway, a new scent cut through the sterile air.
Cherry blossom. Sickly sweet and artificial.
Hailee's scent.
My steps slowed. My heart, which had been hammering against my ribs, gave a painful lurch and then seemed to stop altogether. It couldn't be. She was my stepsister. She was supposed to be my maid of honor.
I reached the door. Room 3. It was heavy, dark redwood, and slightly ajar. Just a crack.
Through the gap, in the dim, intimate lighting of the lounge, I saw them. Two figures, tangled together on a leather sofa.
Gabe.
His hand was buried in her blonde hair, the same way he used to touch mine. Hailee's head was thrown back, her laughter a low, throaty sound that made my blood run cold.
The world narrowed to that sliver of a view. The sound of my own blood roaring in my ears drowned out everything else.
I didn't think. I acted.
My hand shot out and slammed the door open. It crashed against the interior wall with a sound like a gunshot.
They sprang apart, their faces a blur of shock and panic. Gabe scrambled to his feet, his shirt rumpled, his face flushed.
"Audriana! What the hell are you doing?"
Hailee, true to form, immediately dissolved into a picture of terrified innocence. She shrank behind Gabe, her eyes wide and already filling with tears. "Audri, it's not what it looks like."
A laugh escaped my lips, but it was a harsh, ugly sound. "Not what it looks like? You're half an hour late to our registration, and I find you with your tongue down my stepsister's throat. Please, Gabe. Enlighten me."
"You were following me?" he roared, his voice bouncing off the wood-paneled walls. He took a step forward, trying to use his Alpha presence to intimidate me, to make me shrink. It was a tactic that had stopped working years ago.
"Don't be stupid," I snapped, my voice like ice. "I can smell her on you. You reek of cheap perfume and betrayal."
Hailee let out a sob. "We couldn't help it! The bond... it's just so strong between us. We never meant to hurt you."
The bond. She dared to speak of the bond.
I ignored her, my eyes locked on Gabe. On the man I had loved since we were children. The man my wolf had recognized. The man who was supposed to be my future.
"Give me an answer, Gabe," I said, my voice dangerously quiet. "A real one. Now."
He looked from my face to Hailee's tear-streaked one. She gave a little whimper and tugged on his arm, the perfect damsel in distress. And in that moment, I saw his decision. His jaw tightened. His eyes, which I once thought held the whole world, turned to stone.
"I, Gabe Black, Alpha of the Blackwater Pack," he began, his voice formal and loud, ringing with the ancient power of the rite.
The air in the room crackled. The words were a physical force, slamming into me.
"Reject you, Audriana Sullivan, as my mate."
Pain. It wasn't emotional. It was physical. A spear of white-hot agony that started in my chest and ripped through every nerve in my body. It felt like my soul was being torn in two. My breath was stolen from my lungs. My knees threatened to buckle.
I bit down on my lower lip, hard. The coppery taste of blood filled my mouth. I would not scream. I would not cry. I would not give them the satisfaction.
My fingernails dug into the soft leather of my clutch, the leather groaning under the pressure.
For a flicker of a second, I saw something in Gabe's eyes. A flash of regret. Of pain. But it was quickly smothered by the cold, hard wall of his decision. Hailee's hand was on his arm, a triumphant possessiveness in her touch.
I forced myself to stand taller, to straighten my spine, even as the world tilted around me. I met his gaze, and I let him see the abyss that had just opened between us.
I cleared my throat, my voice a raw, broken thing. But it was steady.
"I, Audriana Sullivan," I rasped, each word costing me a piece of my shattered soul, "accept your rejection."
The bond snapped.
It was a sound no one else could hear, but for me, it was a cataclysm. A final, brutal severing. The pain intensified for a blinding moment, then settled into a deep, hollow ache that I knew would never truly leave.
Behind Gabe, Hailee's lips curved into a small, victorious smile.
I looked at them, and in that moment, the labels fell away-fiancé, stepsister, family-until all that remained were two strangers, standing on the ruins of my life. Two pieces of trash I had found on the side of the road.
Worthless.
Without another word, I turned my back on the wreckage of my life. I walked out of the room, my steps even and measured, down the long, silent corridor, and away from the man who had just ripped my heart out of my chest.
/0/39909/coverbig.jpg?v=efa9d70b01d9a5cb7806dd63ff41ceb2)
MY GIRLFRIEND IS A BUNNY
Camila Anthony, Was tagged as the most useless and the most ugliest among her two siblings. She had no friends in School, at Home or anywhere. She Fell in love with an handsome guy in the same class she was, it was a one sided love until he got to find out Camila was in love with him. As time went
/0/41978/coverbig.jpg?v=66b37eb8b1c7502e6e58caeab2c07925)
HIS PAIN {Her Sweet Bunny}
In highschool,you make mistake, make friends,make memories,get bullied and also fall in love. His name is Jace Smith. He's 18. He once came from a very rich family but his family became poor after a terrible accident. He lost his dad and his twin brother named Jack in the accident .
/0/44196/coverbig.jpg?v=20230922092221)
Billionaire's Mad Love
Think you love someone from your heart. You can do anything to for the person you love. But she or he is not ready to accept u and your love.. What will happen then? Meet Aadhya sengupta... A girl not beautiful at all by looks but has heart of gold, she is introvert, has no sense of make up or dre
/0/83868/coverbig.jpg?v=ecf6afe7e0fa37645117ca554adc614a)
Belonging to the Mad Alpha
Cursed by the Moon Goddess and marked from birth, Lucy bears the half-moon tattoo that seals her fate, promising her, untouched, to the infamous mad Alpha. Her wolf would awaken only after their union. Her freedom? Never. But on the night of their binding, Lucy escapes. Aided by a mysterious stran
/1/113147/coverbig.jpg?v=068b924ed7954adeefef4a96c83598b4)
The Mad Wife's Spectacular Comeback
I was accused of pushing my sister down the stairs, facing a highly publicized second-degree murder charge. My billionaire husband, Lachlan, insisted on a private psychiatric evaluation. I thought he was trying to build a medical defense to save me. But through a cracked door, I overheard the psyc
/0/21790/coverbig.jpg?v=2498735d5d3211003734aed23330b395)
Give Me Your Mad Love
Because of an accident, her beloved husband turned her into prison. She lost her everything overnight and lived in a living hell. After she was out of jail, she came back as Nemesis and had him and the woman pay for what they had done to her. When she enjoyed the thrill of revenge, he came to her an
/0/84396/coverbig.jpg?v=237aeac23f5a41293f2f3faf0acf047c)
My Michelin Star, Her Mad Pursuit
My promotion to sous-chef was supposed to be my moment. Finally, validation for years of grinding in Chicago's cutthroat restaurant scene. But then he walked in: Ryan Blakely, Nicole's high school sweetheart, flaunting a vintage Mustang key. "I figured you'd look better in the passenger seat of t
/0/75066/coverbig.jpg?v=67e868345329d6eda66bbb8b7670f735)
THE MAD KING 1: THE FAKE BRIDE
**Aila was never meant to be queen.** She was never meant to be anything more than a cup-holder beside her gorgeous sister, Akila. But when Akila refuses to marry the Mad King, Aila must take her place-by committing the most forbidden act in the kingdom. A soul-switching spell. It was supp
/1/125828/coverbig.jpg?v=8a6be390eecf713845073435fd60303f)
From Puck Bunny To The Rival's Queen
For seven years, I played the perfect fiancée and glorified personal assistant to Donavon Bray, the star forward of the New York Dynamos. But at a glittering charity gala, I overheard a conversation in the shadows of the terrace that shattered my world. "Getting engaged to Cordia was just a habit,
/0/65198/coverbig.jpg?v=5f6816efa9590b16a600615134219fe6)
My husband has gone mad
BLURB: It was a beautiful morning in the house of Mr. and Mrs. Rueben, preparing for their daughter's marriage, Keith was so excited to tie the knot with the love of her life. Two beautiful birds working down the aisle. At as that point the pastor said, for better or for worst, in richer or for poo
/1/106655/coverbig.jpg?v=f54362ddf6b690e73589f5a876d77d68)
Stalked By The Mad Dog Nephew
For years, I played the role of the fragile, fading wife in the Garrison dynasty, a "little doll" who looked like she’d break if the wind blew too hard. My husband, Augustus, treated me like a piece of inconvenient furniture, while his volatile nephew, Brandon, stalked me like a predator in the shad
/1/131821/coverbig.jpg?v=1874ffa710651391bd41d929375faf4c)
She Walked Away, He Went Mad
Three years of secret marriage. A Stage 3 cancer diagnosis on our anniversary. And a $20 million firework show across Boston Harbor—for another woman. On the day I was told I was dying, I stood in the cold hospital lobby and watched the breaking news. Courtney Trevino—the ruthless NHL captain, billi
/0/12457/coverbig.jpg?v=47170f649e25beb16a62bbfecfa105dc)
Bunny Brown and His Sister Sue Playing Circus
Bunny Brown and His Sister Sue Playing Circus by Laura Lee Hope
/1/107252/coverbig.jpg?v=ce5c669bd926b7ce48289563b77a27be)
CLAIMED BY THE MAD ALPHA BROTHERS.
"Kiss me." He prowled. "Kiss me until you're sick of it. Kiss me and prove your body is deserving of my touch." ******************************* Branded a Murderer, betrayed by her mate and sister, disowned by her family–Anokai Rivers never had anything at all. After spending three years in a cell
/0/80404/coverbig.jpg?v=2e5435778654c8731b08d8e62c30a35a)
The Family That Framed Me Mad
Ashley’s life is a cycle of hope and heartbreak. Every boyfriend, no matter how sweet, always leaves her after a chilling meeting with her adoptive father, Mike. This “meeting” always takes place in his sinister tool shed, a place that mysteriously changes everyone who enters. After her latest love
/1/115578/coverbig.jpg?v=6042b91f289a9d68b22664a1445ba109)
Married To The Fake Mad Billionaire
I am the illegitimate, mute daughter of the wealthy Owen family, kept hidden in the attic like a shameful secret. To save his failing company, my father decided to sell me off to a repulsive, predatory investor named Grossman. At the family dinner, Grossman's sweaty hands roamed my bare legs while
/1/104682/coverbig.jpg?v=0e904d5b853b4af63d26ece556d7223c)
The Mad Billionaire's Genius Undercover Wife
I arrived at my uncle’s mansion looking like human trash, clutching a one-way bus ticket and a duffel bag stuffed with old newspaper. My aunt looked at me with pure disgust, as if she could smell the poverty on my skin, but they needed me for one thing: to be a sacrificial lamb. They told me I was
/1/129499/coverbig.jpg?v=547dac4f2f6a129378015a82f434d5e7)
Alpha's Regret: The Mad King's Precious Breeder
Lillian has always been an outcast-a hybrid without a wolf, scorned by her pack and forgotten by her own father. When she discovers her first mate's betrayal, the Moon Goddess grants her a devastating gift: the ability to hear the hidden thoughts of everyone around her. Everyone except one. Cast out
/1/114377/coverbig.jpg?v=aaef70a1f5d7e96638e0076caf4b005a)
My Mad King's Love, Forever Mine
For a thousand years, the Vora beastmen have been cursed by a madness-a burning sickness in their blood that only one thing can soothe: the legendary 'Blood-Blessed,' a human female whose very scent is a living cure. When a virus wiped out nearly all females, their desperate hunt for this mythical
/1/120048/coverbig.jpg?v=f9ca5b6e0abb6281e935ecd7a25112a1)
A Dangerous Bride for the Mad Heir
She arrived as a lamb. But lambs don't know how to remove neurotoxins from a man's spine. Alea Dillard vanished for ten years. When she returns to Long Island, she's nothing more than a shivering, poorly dressed orphan-a perfect pawn for her greedy relatives. Their plan: marry her off to Donny Bea
