"Please, I don't know what grudge you have against my bloodline but I have nothing to do with it" She began to explain, totally out of breath. "Do save your breath because nothing you say or do is going to make me change my mind. I'm going to enjoy tearing you piece by piece, limp by limp until nothing is left then I will leave them for your daddy dearest to find" He paused for a moment, his dark eyes trailing up and down her frail figure as though sizing her up. "I just have to figure out a more painful way to get it done. You don't deserve an easy death. None of your filthy bloodline does" He growled at her as his grip dropped from her face, her whole body immediately falling into an unstoppable tremble, as she realized just how doomed she really was yet it didn't stop her from begging for her life still. ** Elizabeth Lincoln is what you could describe as naive and charming with her deep green orbs and innocent little smile. Fresh out of college and ready to live a normal life and travel the world after being held in a boarding house since she was eight years of age. Everything came crashing to the floor right when she finally thought she was about to live the life she has always wanted. Alpha Asher Romano Vega better known as the Demon Alpha, has only one thing in mind when he set out that faithful day. To rip out the throat of the one man who has caused him so much pain and torment. Bradley Lincoln has taken something from him two years ago and now he is out to return the favor. This is a story of revenge and great torment. Totally not for the faint heart as they will be strong language, abuse and sexual content. Read if you are up for it.
"Don't fucking die.. Don't fucking do it baby. Just hold on a little longer" Asher muttered through clenched teeth as he quickly shifted into his werewolf form and disappeared into the wild.
It was a cold winter morning.
The weather harsher than ever as it blew bitterly at his wolf as it continued to race through the tree lines and towards an unknown destination. The icy cold environment unable to stop it in its quest as the wild beast continued to race along. Pushing it's paws to go a tad bit faster.
It dark furs were glistering with snow dust as it leaped over a few death logs in its path before arriving at a clearing just over the edge of the forest. And over there on the snow covered ground, lay a lifeless woman whose body was half frozen with ice yet mutilated with several bullet holes.
The wolf was obviously offended by the sight before its blazing eyes, as it let out a soul shattering howl into the air over and over again before it quickly transformed into a huge man who is none other than Asher himself as he stood with bulged muscle and rock abs, his expression just as pained as he stared down at the scene before him. Even though he was butt naked, he didn't seem to care as he went crashing on both knees before the lifeless body on the ground.
Anyone could tell, the death woman meant something to him from the way he caress her limp body into his chest before his shaky hands went to sweep across her face, shutting her lifeless eyes as well.
His whole body shook with rage and soon, his silent sobs had morphed into a much louder wail. His large hand, balled into a tight fist by his side. Even though it has only being a couple of minute since he got there, it's felt like forever before he sniffed back his tears and then stood up from the ground, gathering her dead remains into his arm as well.
Fresh tears gathered in his eyes as he stared at the bullet holes scattered across her stomach and shoulders.
His nose twitch slightly at the familiar scent of gun powder that was still fresh in the air, causing a low snarl to erupt through his clenched set of teeth.
Unable to hold back his tears, he let them trickle down his cheeks over and over again as he cradle her cold body into his chest and began to rock her softly. He ran his fingers through her soft curls. Those golden strands of hair seem to hold a lot of memory for him as he smiled and cried a bitter sweet tears at the feel of it between his shaky hands.
His brown hazel eyes trail further across her body, stopping at her flat stomach and another tears slipped down his cheek.
Finally he placed a long lasting kiss against her forehead then eyelids before inhaling her scent deep into his lungs as though trying to commit it deep to memory.
He expelled another round of breath after a while, his eyes now narrowing into slit as he stared at nothing in particular but from the look on his face, anyone could tell, something more cynical was brewing in his mind, a heightened thirst for blood settling deep into his crawling skin.
And Suddenly, something steaming from a place of great pain that was almost demonic, he found himself wanting nothing more than to take his own pound of flesh but he knew it'd be best to wait.
He knows exactly what needed to be done and even more? How to get it done. His enemy won't know what hit him until it does. Until then, he has to first lay his mate to rest.
**
One months later.
Asher who sat with clenched fist and an equally clenched jaw hasn't said a single word other than snarling and growling at anyone who tried to get even close to him. The only person bold enough to even try is his best friend and beta Alex but still he knew the subject of Macy's death was totally off limit even to him.
Asher has refused to shave or have a change of clothes as he sat by the dark corner in his room, dressed in a black cloak, the same piece of clothe he had wore to lay his mate to rest.
No single word has been uttered ever since then. His sunburn curls has grown an inch longer and looked very much unkept as he gaze into nothing, his eyes blazing with naked rage yet he sat still with an air of calmness.
Was he heart broken? Angry or plotting something bad. No one knows what could be running through their Alpha's mind and no one dared to ask.
Only Asher knew the depth of his own grief. How much he was hurting on the inside. Only he could describe in detail how much anguish and pain he could be going through just seating there. The exact amount of rage that has and was still burning through his chest when he kissed his mate goodbye for the very last time.
He could barely smell her intoxicating scent in the air lately, as it was starting to fade into the atmosphere yet Asher refused to let go of her lingering memory. He just couldn't even if he wanted to. Every bit of her was still buried deep into his mind like a song stucked on a fucking replay.
Was it that he can't do it or simply want to hold on to every bit of her lingering memory until he get drowned in them. He wanted to get drown in them even if it meant having a piece of her to hold on to.
A piece of her he could easily bury himself into until he was lost between her warm slit walls. Asher was suddenly overwhelmed with the thought of burying his cock into the wet warm fold of his mate like he did before. He needed to feel his harden erection sliding in and out of her hole once again while she screamed out her orgasm over and over again.
Asher needed to have her between his arms like he did that morning before she was lost to him forever. Before all that was left was nothing but her memory.
Asher knew exactly the kind of mate he was blessed with. Macy was so fucking naive and innocent. So much so that she didn't realize how wicked the world they live in really was. His pack was a safe fortress no doubt but he couldn't say the same for the world outside and he wanted so bad to protect her from it. Heck, he really did.
He was always cautious and overly protective of her every move, in and out of the pack, whereas, Macy hated being followed or constantly trailed because the only way she could be in her element is when she is free without restrictions. That was how naive his mate really was.
Macy was a free spirit. She thrived for the cold, frigid air outside,not the watchful eyes of a guard that he was offering and if Asher was to be honest to himself, a part of him had always known he won't be able to keep her tame for long but he still wanted to try, hence his reason for making his skilled omega her bodyguard even though she hated it. And now she was lost to him forever.
It hurt him so much because she wasn't the only one he lost that day as Macy was with child. A child that would one day succeed him as Alpha of the Night claw pack.
His blood boils with rage as he thought of adversary. The only person could have found his mate, still with child, and have the heart to riddle her body with pellets of silver bullets while she was out for a run in the woods as always.
Abraham Lincoln has being a thorn in his flesh for as long as he could remember. And now, he has taken something of his that he couldn't just let slide. Macy had died in her human form, unable to shift into a wolf because of her condition, and that was what Lincoln had capitalized on.
Her weakness as a woman.
Asher had his hands balled into fists, blinking back the tears that threaten to spill from his eyes as he stood up from the ground and then turned to face his beta, Alex who had come with news regarding the hunter who has taken everything from him.
With two long stride, he quickly covered the distance to where he stood and grab hold of the brown envelope within his grasp.
His eyes turned sharp and then narrowed into slit as he stared down at the piece of information in his hands before he growled under his breath, a sense of satisfaction growing deep in his heart. The moment he was waiting for has finally arrived.
"Get prepared. We leave for the city first thing in the morning." He growled at his Beta who only nod in acceptance before exiting his brooding presence.
Marcus and his two brothers, Jackson and Lucien have been living a normal life for the past ten years since they lost their parent to an old enemy. They always made it a point to keep to themselves and stay within the boundaries and rules they have set for themselves as a three man pack, and that includes, not wanting mates or anything else that would call attention to their little secrets and put them in danger, especially with werewolves and other supernatural creatures returning to town. Everything was going just fine until an old friend of their came requesting for their help. Little did they know, it was the beginning of what would change their lives forever as well as everything they stood for, starting with Marcus the eldest of the three brothers who is soon to find out the biggest surprise of his life when he and his brothers went running to the rescue without a second thought. This is going to be a three in one story, so brace yourselves and stay tune for the ride.
Jaden Cole is a eighteen year old high school basketball captain. He is loved by all for his perfect image. He doesn't do drugs or smokes but party hard just like every other kid in the block. His clean boyish attitude is like a magnet that attract all the girls around him who will stop at nothing than to get in his pant but Jaden doesn't keep them around long enough to want to claim the relationship status in his life. But one day, things changed when a new kid, Ryder Smith shows up in his class. He is dark, mysterious and a complete opposite of Jaden Cole. He smokes, has tattoos and ride a Harlem to school. Ryder Smith is your typical badboy, with lip piercing and has no mouth filter. But beneath all that roughness is a big loveable heart and will to anything to have Jaden Cole see it, only problem is, Jaden Cole doesn't want anything to do with Ryder Smith or does he?
Ava a sixteen year old high school student who grew up with no single knowledge of her werewolf inherited genes had her perfect little world turning upside down when she least expected. With the new full moon and her eighteen birthday fast approaching, Ava was starting to notice strange things about herself. And Out of all the things she dreamt of becoming, a werewolf wasn't part of it and much less a princess who was being charged with the duty of leading her lycan clan to war against a Rogue Alpha king who is responsible for the death of her parent
After six years of working tirelessly with every other thing in her life taking the back seat, Aria suddenly decided it was time she kick off her working shoes and live the life she had pushed right under the rugs as she came up with a to-do list which were not so complicated of course but easily said than done right? Especially when life doesn't always give us what we want. Frank Okoji a perfect description of a ruthless and mean boss. Most feared by his employees and hated by those who can't attend half of what he has achieved in just a short period of being the CEO of one of the most talked about exporting company in Nigeria when compared to how poorly his counterpart had performed in the same span of years when placed on the same paddle stone . Could it be his no nonsense working attics or his success story that he owes solely to his gem of an assistant in which no one took notice of because of her non existence nature in the company. What happens when his most loyal and workaholic assistant of six years suddenly turns in her resignation without as much as a reasonable explanation other than living the life she thought she could be missing out on. Will he let her walk right out the door or do whatever it takes to keep her by his side but on the second thought;one would be forced to wonder if his quest to keep her at his side at all cost is all work related as he claims or they is much more than he is willing to let on
Amelia's boyfriend and her half-blood sister were about to get married! So she went to the bar and got drunk. She vaguely remembered she had bumped into a handsome man... The next morning, she woke up and found herself have a one-night stand with a stranger. They parted away at the hotel without giving names. However, when she went to the company, she found her new boss was the man she slept with last night! She hid from his eyes on the meeting, and pretended she didn't know him. Yet when she went to a blind date her father arranged for her after work, the man was her new boss who she picked up at a bar and had a one-night stand with! "Woman, you're mine, in the past, for now, and in the future."
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
She was hurt. She was bullied and made fun of. And the only hope that kept her going was finding her mate. She has always been weak. Weak to the world. Why? Because she was a lantern. She didn't have a wolf. That's what everyone thought about her. When she found her mate, he wanted her to be his slut and not a wife. She might be an omega, but it doesn't mean she will take disloyalty and betrayal lightly. So she did something that no one in history ever did. She rejected an Alpha. "I, Alexis Clark, reject Brandon Sterling, the alpha of Black mist pack, and consider myself a free soul until I decide so."; Were her last words before she left that torturous place and became a rogue. A rogue that everyone was fearing and finding. Why? Because she was the rogue that has become one of the biggest problems of almost all the packs in the country. She was Alexis Clark. A rogue that rejected an Alpha, stealth food, kill other rogues, and more than that was living with humans and studying with them. What will happen when her case is given to the world's most dangerous alpha, Sebastian Sinclair, who has taken it upon himself to punish this rogue. The one who hated rogues and omega to a level that was beyond understanding. Why? Because his mate was an omega, who betrayed him with a rogue before dying. How will Alexis tackle this alpha, in whose College she was studying and living under hiding for almost a year? What will Sebastian do when he finds out the new girl he had been talking to is none other than the rogue omega that he had decided to kill? "To love you with all my might was my only wish, but you were the only one who gave me endless suffering. So today, I promise myself to not fall for anyone."; A simple saying that both Alexis and Sebastian had vowed upon. Will they be able to find their love amidst all these problems?
Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?
A man like Travis Sinclair wants nothing more than a woman who matches his sexual prowess and is used to getting everything he wants. A cold-hearted billionaire ,he lives by one rule - no love, no commitment. Ayanna Davies isn't looking for a relationship. She's focused on her work and the financial security it brings. As a high end escort, her client is full of filthy rich men who are willing to pay handsomely for her services. But when Travis Sinclair becomes one of her clients, she begins twice about mixing work with pleasure. Not knowing that he is an old acquaintance whom she despises.