"To get his inheritance, he is to marry a woman of my choosing." A sentence that Corni did not expect, would involve him getting wed to a human. A stubborn, wild and insufferable woman. As the alpha of his pack, it is his job to find a mate and settle down while taking over the company, after his father's death. Having to marry a human, however was something he never expected. Forced to marry the son of wealthy man, in return of taking over the company after her mother retires, Luna finds herself stuck with a man who annoys her very being. His manner of him, to his stiff and upright attitude makes her want to chuck him over the head, but she loves money more than her temperamental mother and her insufferable fiancé. Two people- opposites in every way, joined in wedlock, would rather be at opposite ends of the world than with each other. Yet, there is the undeniable chemistry, passion that sizzles beneath the fury. And it begs to be taken, claimed, explored, consumed...
Corni knew that when the skies cleared in five hours or so, there would be a full moon. He knew because his blood called out to the freedom it gave, and the madness that accompanied it.
It was the same way he knew that if he unclenched his fists, there would be spots of blood where his fingers dug into his palm.
In order to avoid his Beta going on and on about taking anger management class and itherapy, he willed his claws to go back in and turned to face the man standing in front of him. If he wanted to, he could have the man on his knees and bleeding in a matter of seconds. It would satiate the part of his anger directed at him- the part that could not wait to be unleashed under the light of the full moon.
But, he would not beg. The man would rather take his own life than beg for it to be spared. Corni had witnessed it, not once or twice- scenarios where Fridolf stumbled back to the camp almost dead.
He'd refused to give up secrets, and the members of the rival pack had grown tired of torturing him. Of course, Corni led a group of his best wolves and made them pay, but Fridolf earned his respect even more.
"You knew my father too well, more than most people would assume an ordinary pack member would know their alpha. But you forget your place, wolf. You forget that you stand before your new alpha," Corni said.
The man said nothing, his eyes trained on Corni. Unflinching.
"You may speak."
"I never wanted, or asked to be anything more than a member of your father's pack- Corni noted that the man did not acknowledge him as the new leader.
He chose to let it slide for the time being. There were other things at stake. "Even when your father tried persuading me to be his right hand. I served as your father's lawyer for thirty years and was his friend for twice as much. And in that time, he came to trust me with everything."
The emphasis on the last word was not lost on Corni.
"If you claim to have known my father for that long, you should know that your words, the ones which you read out, would never have come from his mouth," Corni stated, glaring at the man, challenging him to say otherwise.
"I cannot say I know your father's mind. The things he tells me, are the things I believe. Why should I doubt? As his friend, were it that he was still alive," Fridolf shifted on his feet and Corni remembered his bad leg.
The old wolf had suffered an injury from the humans not too long ago. It was a concern among the pack members, that the injury wasn't showing signs of rapid healing. Perhaps the man was becoming one of them. Corni had heard tales of things like that happening, but had never witnessed any in his years.
"And you believe my father would have wanted me to get married to a human?" He spat the word out in a mixture of disbelief and annoyance.
A little bit of disgust too. It made no sense at all.
"Like I said," Fridolf shrugged, "I do not claim to know what was going through your father's mind when he wrote his will. I can only carry out his wishes as his lawyer."
"My father must have been senile during his last days."
An audible gasp came from behind and Corni spun around to see a woman standing at the door with her eyes wide open and her mouth agape.
"Yes, Freya?" His displeasure at her obvious disrespect for privacy was clear in his tone.
"Nothing." She shook her head and hurried away. Corni sighed.
The wrong person decided to show up at the worst time. In no time, he knew that everyone would be aware of the statement he uttered about his father.
Freya was a tattle tale and his father's side piece. He had no idea what his father saw in a woman who could not keep her mouth, destroyed almost everything she touched and had no respect for authority.
Many times, she'd barged into meetings, clinging to his father and making childish requests. If it was up to him, he would have found her another pack years ago. He couldn't do it now, not when there were some who thought the coldhearted son of Magnus Vigolfr should not be their leader.
He had to teach a rogue wolf a lesson that ended in bloodshed. But if fear was the only way to make them see, he would not hesitate to use it as a tool.
"You still speak in present. My father is dead."
Fridolf held his tongue and said nothing.
Corni stared at him and said nothing too. He was waiting for an explanation even when he knew there was none to be given. He was an alpha that had to get married to a human if he was going to take control of the empire his father inherited from his father. How more selfish could that get?
He finally sighed.
"When do I meet the human?" "Whenever you wish," Fridolf replied. "Your father did not specify when you are to be wed. Although, you are not to step in as Chairman until you are wed to her."
Corni was about to say something when someone rushed into the room, panting. It was the new wolf that just joined the pack. Having reprimanded another a few minutes ago, he held his breath and waited for him to speak.
"There is a fight outside," he said, in-between fistful of air sucked in through his mouth.
"Tell them to quit it," Corni answered dismissively.
"No, you don't understand. They are in their wolf form, snarling at each other."
Corni sighed.
He would have to teach them a lesson- immature wolves thinking their true forms served as a form of dominance.
"I'll speak to you later," he said to Fridolf and walked out of the room, claws bared.
From leaving home and narrowly avoiding a pack of werewolves sent to kill her, to falling into the hands of a mysterious man, Evita's life is not what she thought it would be. Ever. But she must deal with the lonely werewolf, who lives in the middle of nowhere with his overly protective vampire werewolf. And when secrets threatened to upturn the life she once knew, she must choose between trusting the devil she knows, to venture into the lion's den and taunt werewolves who want to kill her for a reason far greater than she knows.
Meghan Summers is out of job and desperately in need of a new one. She finds one, to write a book based off on letters that were written by lovers almost two hundred years ago. But she knows next to nothing about the man she is to work for. Like every other person, the combination of a Victorian Manor and old love story helps to create an image of him in her mind. But he is nothing like she had ever imagined. A face riddled with scars, a past that he wishes to remain unknown, a deep sense of guilt that haunts him and the need to detach himself from any sort of open affection makes Jack Grayson very different. He is risky, unstable and Meghan knows she should run away from him but she finds herself drawn, each day, wanting to surrender, to submit, to give herself...
He told her to call him Daddy. Not because he earned it, but because he fucking owned her. The moment she signed that contract, she stopped being a woman with dignity and became his filthy little plaything. His holes to use. His mess to ruin. He didn't just fuck her, he rewired her. Stripped her clean of boundaries and filled her with sin. Every punishment made her scream. Every game dragged her deeper into his twisted world. And the way he praised her... Good girl. She should've run the first time he said it. But Daddy doesn't let his toys leave. He breaks them until they beg to stay. ** Mia's life changed the night she let a stranger ruin her. One night. She never expected to see him again. Until she walked into her new job... and her boss turned around. Ace.Her one-night sin in a thousand-dollar suit. Only this time, he wasn't asking her to be his assistant. She was to be his wife.
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.