WARNING: This book contains violence, rape, explicit words, and s3x. Reader\'s discretion is advised. Eleanor Stark never thought this day would come when she would have to watch her family being killed before her eyes and her being auctioned to become a slave in a foreign pack. She had no choice but to work under the alpha she hated most and sought revenge against for murdering her parents in cold blood and destroying her once peaceful pack. Eleanor had vowed to make him pay, she vowed to avenge her parent\'s death no matter what, even though her life depends on it. Zane Mackane is known as the brutal and heartless alpha, who wanted nothing but to expand his pack, he didn\'t care how many packs he had to destroy to achieve his goals. One of his sources of wealth was collecting girls from the packs he attacked and selling them to his wealthy cohorts, to make money. What happened when he met the one destined for him by the moon goddess among the girls being auctioned? An alpha isn\'t supposed to mate with an outsider, especially a slave, or he will be dethroned and banished from the pack. Would alpha Zane be able to make the slave his mate and will Eleanor be able to carry out her revenge?
"Going once... going twice... sold!" I could hear the bell ringing louder than usual. "Please come forward to claim your property," the anchor said, and the crowd erupted in excited cheers.
I watched as the buyer approached with a smirk on his face as he approached the girl, his hands grabbing the girl's b.reasts as he kissed her roughly.
I was disgusted, and even more so as the crowds cheered him on.
He moaned as his hands moved over her body, and I cringed as he tore her dress open so the crowd could see how he was unpleasantly touching her. I watched as the girl's eyes widened in fear and I heard her whimpering; she looked about seventeen, but she was being violated in front of a crowd by a beast, and I couldn't do anything to help.
I was forced to watch as the man raped her like a dog in heat, and when he was done, he wore his trousers and yelled at the crowd, they all cheered him even after watching the disgusting scene playing in front of them.
"I like this one; she takes it well. She is worth every penny I paid for her." He laughed loudly as he picked up the girl from the ground, ignoring the blood dripping from her private region, and carried her out of the arena on his shoulder.
"Wow, that was entertaining to watch. Bring in the next one!" The anchor yelled and another girl was dragged out to be bid on.
I wanted everything to stop, but I knew no one would come to our aid; the moon goddess was a lie we were fed from the start.
None of these would be happening to us if she were real.
Teens were violated right in front of my eyes; girls my age were raped to see if they'd be good as s3x slaves; those who weren't were either killed or sent away to be normal slaves for their household.
The stage was stained with blood, some of the blood were those of the girls whose virginity had been taken, and some of it was the blood of girls slain right in front of my eyes for now being good enough.
I desperately wanted this nightmare to end. Everything was happening too fast and I wished it was all a bad dream from which I could wake up.
Soon it was my turn to be bidden on, and I feared that I would be violated like the rest of the unlucky girls, especially given the way I was being praised.
This was not how I imagined my life would turn out. I wanted to close my eyes and then open them again to find myself at the Packhouse with my family.
That was never going to happen, however, because this was not a dream, but rather reality.
"Sold! The feisty one is sold to the person standing next to the one in black over there for $150 million. Please come forward to claim your property," the anchor said, and the bell rang once more.
I'd just been sold as a slave or sex slave to someone.
EARLIER ON
I watched my Pack being annihilated right in front of my eyes. The people I loved were slaughtered, the men massacred, and the women bound with chains and led into a truck.
It all happened so fast that no one saw it coming.
We were all in the field celebrating our creator, the moon goddess, and were so absorbed in the drums and songs that we didn't realize we were surrounded until it was too late. The festival's excitement was coursing through us, but before we knew it, we were being slaughtered like lambs.
They'd done a good job of masking their pheromones before invading us.
The rest of the women were spared, with the exception of the elderly and pregnant women. They justified the killing of the elderly and pregnant women by claiming that they were condemned goods that no one wanted.
My parents were not spared, either, with my father being the Alpha and my mother being the Luna.
In front of me, they were both beheaded and set ablaze.
I screamed and prayed for a miracle, but it never came. No one came to our aid, not even the moon goddess we had been celebrating.
My hands and feet were bound in chains, with the other end held by my captors, who dragged me right into the van.
The younger ones were crying while the older ones consoled them; some were fortunate enough to have their mothers with them, while others were unlucky enough to have lost their mothers and fathers.
"What will become of us now, Elenora?" Clara, one of the girls, asked in a frightened whisper.
Clara and I had been friends since we were kids, and she was more like a sister to me, so I was relieved she had survived. At the very least, I had someone I could call my own.
"I'm not sure, Clara, but I fear for the worst. Let's just stick together, and hope it's nothing worse than what we just went through," I said as I tightly squeezed her hands.
"I'm sorry about your parents. I'm sure they'll watch over you from the moon goddess' bosom," she consoled.
"That is if she exists at all."
I had lost faith in the moon goddess, believing she was a myth made up by our ancestors. If she had existed, none of our Pack members, including my parents, would have been killed.
Carla squeezed my hand tighter as the truck began to move and I could hear whimpering from the young ones.
We were all scared because we didn't know what our fates were or where they were taking us, but it couldn't be good. If they could kill my parents, as well as the men and some women, who know what they would do to us?
I'm not sure how long they drove the truck, but when it came to a stop and the door was opened, we were dragged out of the vehicle and into a building by our chains. The first thing we noticed was branding irons set over burning fires.
We were stripped naked and pinned down by a group of women before being branded with an X, the smell of burning flesh and screaming filled the air. Following that, we were bathed in cold water and dressed in a white transparent gowns.
Soon after, our captors reappeared and led us to an arena filled with both males and females, where we were forced to stand in a corner, surrounded by seated spectators.
A man came forward to begin the introduction, and then we were dragged to the center and auctioned off like commodities one after the other.
Carla's gaze never left mine as she was dragged away and placed in the center, so I mind-linked her, promising to rescue her and telling her to wait for me. As she nodded at me, her eyes glistened with unshed tears.
After a few bids, she was eventually sold for 100,000 dollars. I was furious when I saw a well-built man approach her and claim her as his property.
"If you lay a fvcking hand on her, I will kill you!" I screamed loud enough for the man to hear me, and he snarled back, and before I knew it, I was hit in the face by one of my captors, and he was about to strike again when the anchor of the event held him back with a warning not to damage his goods.
He then instructed them to drag me out, which they did, and I was placed in the center, ready for the crowd to bid on.
"This one here is feisty, and I'm sure she'll be great in bed. She smashed one of my men's noses and killed another, according to what I've heard. It took three of my men to bring her down," the anchor said.
Lies! All lies! Was that supposed to make me seem special or important? Who would, in their right mind, want to bid on me? At this rate, I won't even be able to sell for $50,000.
I guess I made a hasty judgment because someone in the crowd started the bidding at $50,000.
"$60,000!" From the crowd, another woman yelled.
"A hundred thousand dollars," I nearly puked as I saw the owner of the voice, an elderly man who appeared old enough to be my grandfather, leer at me.
I had deduced from the hints the anchor had been dropping that we were being sold to be used as s3x slaves.
I couldn't believe I was being bid on only because the anchor lied about my killing someone and breaking one of the men's noses.
The bid had risen to $500,000, and I was about to be sold to the elderly man when someone yelled out a bid of $150,000,000, causing a commotion among the spectators.
"Going for $150 million. Going for the last price. Going once, going twice..."
As I waited for my fate to be sealed, I looked at the person who had called out the ridiculous price, and he was talking to the person next to him, the one obviously calling the shots. All I could see was that the person was dressed in all black, with a black cap covering their face. I had no idea if they were male or female.
"Sold! The feisty one is sold to the person standing next to the one in black over there for $150 million. Please come forward to claim your property," the anchor said.
The man making the bid was about to come forward when he was stopped by the person in black.
The person stood up and removed the face cap, revealing himself to be a man, and when the rest of the spectators saw who it was, they all stood up and bowed.
He smiled before walking up the stage towards me. He stood in front of me, then leaned in and whispered words into my ear that would haunt me for the rest of my life, "I hope you paid your last respects to your parents. You'll do well to please me if you don't want to end up like them."
He walked away from me, and before I could say anything to him, I was struck with something, and my vision blurred.
My new owner snapping his fingers at some people was the last thing I saw before passing out.
I am Hilary Mattel, the outcast who lives like nobody in her own home. I'm subjected to horrific abuse and mental torture by my step sister and stepmother, who can't stand the sight of me. They made themselves the thorn in my flesh, and my own father turned his back on me because of the collocated history he shared with my late mother. I had always longed to get away from my demonic family when I met my mate, but my hopes were crushed because he turned out to be worse than them. When I found out that I was getting into an arranged marriage to a poor man, I was broken, and that led to me seeking solace in alcohol and ended up in a stranger's bed. He made me feel what I had never felt before. He consumed me. And just when I thought my life couldn't get any worse after cheating on my mate, the stranger I whored myself to turned out to be Lucas Huntergrove, the ruthless and elusive Alpha, who embodied secrecy in its purest form. Now, I'm caught in a web of lies and deadly enemies. Will Lucas and I yield to the burning attraction between us, or will I be consumed forever trapped in his deadly web?
Daddy Issues Series Tagline: He was older. Forbidden. Everything I craved "You want me to fuck you like a whore, is that it?" he asked, his eyes darkening as they narrowed on me while I swallowed hard, realising I had been backed up against the edge of the desk. "Yes," I answered, breathlessly. It should terrify me how much I wanted this man but I knew that I would burn for him if need be. One minute he was standing a few inches away from my face, watching me with an untamed want and hunger, and the next, he was clearing off his table in a clean sweep, spinning me around and my cheeks connected roughly with the surface of the desk, eliciting a loud moan from me. The rattling sound of his belt was what I heard next and I felt him bunch up my dress to my waist, exposing my bare ass, and I was so sure he could see how soaked I was for him from where he stood. Grabbing my waist roughly, his cock aligned with my wet opening and he plunged into me in one harsh thrust. "Ah!" a loud moan tore through my lips, tears of pleasure brimming in my ears as my nipples hardened against the material of my dress. He tugged me harshly by my hair, slamming into me. "Fuck, Astrid!" ••••• Clawing her way out of a toxic relationship that could be likened to hell, all Astrid Volkov wanted on the night of her twenty-first birthday was to be alone, but her loud friends found a way to drag her ass to the club where she came in contact with the mysterious older man, who appeared to be her knight in shining armour after he saved her from getting harassed. The connection they tried so hard to suppress fought its way out after a few drinks, entangling them in a night of unforgettable passion. Astrid could have sworn that would be the last of him, but this bitch called fate pulled its stunt once more and their paths crossed again, but this time, the tables drastically spun and she was quick to find out that the mysterious older man that gave her the best night of her life was none other than Jordan Remington, her father's long time best friend. The duo were hellbent on putting that night behind them, but Astrid's stubbornness and the sparks that still lingered from that night begged to differ. Was Astrid willing to screw all odds and go for what she wanted, knowing the risks involved? Was Jordan willing to put his friendship and reputation on the line for a girl he was old enough to father? Book one of Daddy Issues
"So wet, all mine," He whispered into my ears, brushing my earlobe with his lips as he stroked my clit. I tossed my head backwards in pleasure, clamping my hands over my mouth when he tweaked my nipple, stimulating my pleasure. He growled. "Don't hold back your moans, Elarian. I want to hear you moan and I want this entire building to drown in your screams as I fuck you to ecstasy." His deep, dark, husky voice carried an air of dominance that had my core throbbing with liquid. "Fuck!" I moaned when he latched his mouth on me. ༆ A betrayal from her mate and her best friend tossed Elarian Jordan into the web of Aeros Hawthorne, the most ruthless, powerful and wealthiest Alpha, who's almost twice her age, resulting in a steamy one-night-stand. Elarian had never craved a man's touch so desperately the way she did his. Hence, the reason she signed a no-strings-attached contract with the devil, agreeing to be his pet. She was his to have and dominate anytime he wants, in return for a luxurious life but Elarian knew she wasn't getting in it for the money. She was willing to get entangled with him because of the mind-numbing pleasure that accompanied intimacy with him. A rash decision born out of an insatiable lust and the will to not want anything to do with love anymore. He was the perfect ruin but she would gladly burn for him. Two supernaturals, who sought solace in each other's arms to escape their demons. What could possibly go wrong?
WARNING: WARNING: This book contains violence, explicit words, and sex. Some words that might not be liked by others. Reader's discretion is advised. Liam Hallows was a beast that everyone feared, ruthless and filled with anger. He was born to torment his oppressors and hates the word mate or love. His ideal type is a one-night stand, fvcks, and never to be heard of again. What happens when Liam has a one-night stand with a girl who he accidentally imprinted on, a mistake he dreads his entire life? Nicole Mallory, the perfect luna who was loved and adored by all except her mate. She was forced to watch her mate have s3x with different omegas as a punishment for being given to him as a source to pay her parent's debts. Too much pain and agony had her drinking in the bar and ending up in bed with a total stranger who wanted her, but he was the same, exactly like his mate. Would Liam be able to win the heart of the girl he imprinted on, or would she be able to tame the beast that is ready to devour her?
Ashley Evaline Miller was your drop-dead gorgeous perfect girl next door. Decent, smart, focused and goal-oriented. She didn't have all the luxury one could think of, but she was content with what she had. Stuck with her self-acclaimed perfect boyfriend, whom she'd do and be anything for, breathing down on her neck and draining every ounce of happiness out of her, plunging her into an oblivious hole of darkness. The love of her life who has taken so much from her, leaving just the shell of whom she used to be. She'd stop at nothing to make him happy. Jaxon Arden Gray, The ruthless mafia boss with a face and body you could liken to that of a Greek god. He was every girls' dream. He has only ever cared about two things, money and power. That has been the core factor of what drove him to success, earning him the position of the most feared Mafia lord. He has lived a life without colour for as long as he could remember, remaining visibly visible and taking every form of escape his job has to offer, from the restless nights and his demons that sought to break him, guided by just one rule all his life. "Why get your heartbroken, when you can pretend like you have none." But, who was the man behind the mask he has worn over his true self for years? A mask that had taken so much from him, that he barely knew who he was anymore. A girl who would stop at nothing to prove her friends wrong, a man who just wanted to fill a void, collided with each other, resulting in one unforgettable night of steamy passion. What more could he possibly crave more than money and power? What more could she possibly yearn for, other than her self-acclaimed perfect boyfriend? What happens when a crazy ex comes back to claim what rightfully belong to him?
Aria never wanted to marry Kael, the arrogant playboy her father forced her to accept as her fiancé. But Kael had his own twisted motives-he only wanted her because she was the one girl who refused him. When Aria rejected his demand to sleep with him a week before their wedding, Kael tried to take what he wanted by force. His drunken pursuit ended in tragedy when he was struck by a car, leaving Aria caught in the crossfire of blame. Zander, Kael's elder brother and the soon-to-be Alpha King, believed Aria was responsible for his brother's death-and promiscuous to boot. To prevent war between their packs, Zander agreed to marry her, but only for revenge. His plan? Ruin Aria's life for a year, then cast her aside and divorce her. But Zander's scheme begins to unravel when his ex-best friend Asher returns, determined to take Aria for himself. As secrets from the past resurface, Zander discovers betrayal, lies, and truths he never wanted to face. Was Aria truly guilty, or was she just another pawn in a deadly game of power and revenge? Asher laugh and say, "You're a fool; she never wanted to come. I told her you were with Lyra, so she came. And now I've achieved my goal: I ruined your marriage." Zander feel foolish, asking, "But why? I never did anything to you! You were my best friend. I should have killed you when you slept with my ex fiancée, Lyra!" Asher respond, "You knew I loved her, but you stole Lyra from me. She was my true mate, but she refused to marry me because you were soon to be the Alpha King! She never loved you. She loved me but wanted to be the queen of werewolves; that's all." Zander would realize how foolish he was. Yet, he still believed Aria wasn't innocent because she slept with his deceased brother before the wedding.
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.
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?
She thought he was the villain. He was only trying to save his soul. Rena lives in a world of sunshine, sweets, and simple dreams. Until one reckless decision drops her into a dark realm of secrets, curses and werewolves. Kidnapped, heartbroken. She doesn't know who to trust anymore especially not Logan, the arrogant, cruel Alpha who's keeping her as a hostage. Until she discovers his dark secret. He's been hearing her thoughts all along. Now the walls between them are crumbling. And when feelings grow where hatred once lived, a curse demands that blood becomes a love that demands sacrifice. But how can she give her heart to the one who might need it to die?
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."
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”