EXTRACT.... *** He pushed me to the wall as he pinned my hands above my head. "Alpha Na..na." He placed his hands over my lips as he slowly started to kiss my neck. "It's Nathan to you." "This is wrong; I'm already married to Alpha Damian." I tried saying something, and just then, he pulled away from me. "I don't care. We're mates, and so what if I had rejected you then? I want you back now, Isabella." He told me. *** When Nathan Grayson found out an omega, a lowly wolf, named Isabella was his mate, he rejected her immediately. To him, such a powerful alpha as himself couldn't be mated to an omega, and as a result, he kicked her out. Sometime later, he is on the verge of losing his wolf, and only one person can help: his rejected mate, Isabella. He wants her back, but there's one problem: she is now married to the deadliest alpha of all time, alpha Damien.
ISABELLA'S POV......
"I, Alpha Nathan Grayson of the blood moon pack, reject you, Isabella Walter, as my mate"
Tears stained my face as I watched my mate make that heartbreaking declaration. Alpha Nathan was rejecting me as his mate. For a moment I had thought that my life was about to take a new, better turn. I had thanked the moon goddess for making me the Alpha's mate.
I didn't realize I was crying until I tasted my own tears. My head was spinning the same as my world. Who was I kidding to think that a man as mighty as Alpha Nathan will accept me as his mate. He had hated me, the lowly omega, who is nothing less than a slave. An Omega for Alpha, Ha!
WE CAN NEVER BE MATE!
That was his exact word when I called him mate. My heart pubmed against my chest as I remembered the disgusting look he had on his face when he realized we were mated together and right there he had rejected me without thinking.
He was saying something but I couldn't understand what he was saying because of the spinning going round in my head. I watched him move close with a scowl on his face and before I could realize it, he was gripping my throat so hard that I found it hard to breathe. That was the second time he was gripping my throat in a few minutes.
Did he want to end me now that he had rejected me?
"Take your lowly self and get out of my room, I don't want to ever set my eyes on you!" He said all that through gritted teeth. He wasn't just disgusted by my presence, there was something else, Hatred. And it broke my heart into pieces that he hated me for no reason. It wasn't my fault that I was mated to him neither was it my own making that I was born this way, an Omega.
I staggered backward as he let his grip on my neck go.
With my tears streaming-face and my head bowing, afraid of seeing the hate in his face, I turned back and ran out of his room amidst heavy sobs.
It was in the middle of night with every living wolf except me and the Alpha who just rejected me, awake and probably another person, who knows.
The night breeze glazed through my skin and I smiled in my tears.
Few minutes ago, I was serving my punishment out here in the cold. It was the most liberal punishment I've received in a while, and I was delighted that it was merely to sleep outside. Inasmuch as the night was cold and eerie, it was much better than getting my skin battered from the countless number of whips.
I had laid down on the hard ground, trying so hard to figure out the best position to get balance. My back aches just as I struggled to get comfortable.
Just then, I had felt a sudden wave of excitement and unknowingly, a small smile curved on my lips. My head swirled slightly, and my heart thumped out of my chest.
Staying in the pack as an Omega exposed me to a series of gossip pertaining to finding a mate and how the process is in most cases. Most of them said it includes sudden excitement, goosebumps and sudden peace.
All of these were what I felt at that moment. I had placed my hands on my chest, watching how it thumped heavily and how my palms were becoming sweaty.
Suddenly, the cold night felt warm, and I cared less about anything that might have happened to me ever since I lived in the pack. I was engulfed with the need to meet the source of the sudden joy I felt in my heart.
And then, the scent came...something strong and unable to be ignored. My mate was close, and I could feel it deep inside my soul.
As though I were under a spell, I started walking back into the pack house. Nothing else mattered at this point, and I would rather not remember that I was given a punishment to spend the night outside.
I wanted to trace the root of this scent... I wanted to find my mate! I wanted to get saved by him and leave this pack that tormented me all my life.
My breath was almost becoming unsteady just as I quickened my pace, running slightly and searching around the house.
I was so carried away that I had no idea where my legs were heading. Not only that, but I knew my wolf was helping out to lead me to my mate, and I made no effort to stop her.
And almost immediately, I stopped walking and turned to face the door. A feeling of nostalgia enveloped me just as my heart beat lessened. I knew that room and it was this room that was the reason I was asked to spend the night outside.
My body quivered at that thought just as I stretched out my hands towards the door knob.
"Mate!" My wolf whispered in excitement, swirling and my head in elation.
I took in quick breaths as I pushed the door open. It was against the rule to barge into the alpha's room, but the excitement that came with finding my mate got the better part of me.
The alpha was my mate, and that sounded like a dream come true. No one in the pack could contend against the alpha, and that simply meant that my life would take a great turn...a very great one.
He was on his bed, sleeping peacefully with a small frown on his face. His face looked troubled, and I couldn't help but think of the weight and burden of the pack he carried on his shoulders. It must be a lot for him to wear an unsettled gaze even in his sleep.
For what seemed like ages, I stood still, gazing at the Alpha who was my mate.
I had thought of what to do, but nothing seemed to come to mind. I was lost in the moment as he stood as the one who my heart already considered to be a treasure.
"Mate," I whispered under my breath as tears welled up in my eyes.
He groaned slightly at that point and this made me shiver slightly.
I made to touch him, but I quickly withheld myself, waiting for him to get up in his accord.
Finally, he jolted out of his sleep, sniffing hard and looking around as though he were almost losing his mind.
"Mate!" He blurted out as he looked at me, with shock and confusion written all over his face.
He stood to his feet immediately, staring at me as though he had just seen a ghost. A small smile spread across my lips, but it got stuck when I saw the look he had on his face. His excitement lasted for only a second because the moment he realized that I was the one, his heart dropped.
"We are mates...," I stuttered, breathing heavily and trying so hard to conceal the excitement that burned within my soul.
I will be Luna soon. That was the one dream I had in my life.
"No...we are not mates," he had dropped and for that moment, I thought that I had only heard wrongly.
But then, it was the reality. He had glared at me furiously, his eyes cold without a single iota of emotions and his breaths uneven and filled with rage. His fists were clenched in fury and immediately, my excitement was replaced with fear.
"We can never be mates!" He declared and grabbed me on my throat, pressing firmly on it as though he were at the verge of strangling me.
"What makes you think that you would be my mate? And how dare you come into my room at this time of the night?" He asked angrily while I choked and tried to release his grip on my neck.
All this looked like a dream, but the more I watched it happen, it dawned on me that my mate didn't want me.
"I'm sorry... I was just...", I was still saying when he added more intensity to his grip on my neck.
"I, Alpha Nathan Grayson of the blood moon pack, reject you, Isabella Walter, as my mate", he had declared.
My head swirled around at that point just as I tried to remain steady on the ground. I staggered slightly, ignoring the hot wave of tears that formed in my eyes already.
I chuckled in tears as all that happened in the last few minutes swept through my mind. I was in so much pain, so was my wolf. In fact, she was whimpering.
I had one thing in mind and that was to run far away from this place. Without thinking much of it, I started running through the woods with one place in mind, the cliff. At that moment, I was irrational with my thinking. The only thought in my mind was to jump. I had no one to live for.
As I neared the cliff, my heart throbbed so hard that I thought it was going to burst yet my resolve of jumping the cliff was unshaken.
Standing before the cliff, I took a deep breath and dived and that was it for me.
⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This Book Contains Matured Contents, reader's discretion is advised. *** "Do you have any idea how much I want to be inside you right now?" he asked as he stood to his feet. "Then why aren't you?" I responded, loving the feel of him pressed so close, my back to the mirror, my front to him. But even still, in some far corner of my lust-fogged mind, I realized that we were still in a bathroom. Anyone could walk in and see us. The thought of getting discovered was scary and erotic at the same time. "Oh, we're not done. Spread your legs a bit for me, Kitten." He commanded. When I did as he instructed, he settled between my legs again. "Now close your eyes. And try not to move." Dominic Rutherford murmured. I drew in a sharp breath as his fingers slipped into me with a silky, wet ease. First one. Then another. A feverish tide rose inside me, and I groaned. I jerked in response, causing me to unconsciously move my hips towards his teasing, clever hand, seeking more. "Ohh-" My body trembled under his touch. "Please..." *** Ruby escapes a stifling marriage filled with betrayal, eager to reclaim her freedom. At a masquerade ball, she meets Dominic, a mysterious older man always wearing a mask and has a complex past. Their intense attraction ignites a passionate and dangerous affair. Dominic, who was tasked by Ruby's unknown brother to find her, is captivated by her defiant spirit. As Ruby gets entangled in Dominic's dark world and faces threats from her vengeful former husband and an enemy within, she struggles with her fear of love. Will Ruby and Dominic overcome their pasts and the secrets that threaten to tear them apart? Can Ruby submit to love even after the truth is revealed?
NINETEEN years old Elsa Welmat only has one job and that's to seduce the Alpha Heir of Blood moon pack into falling for her. Being the wolfless daughter of the dead Alpha of Damien Wyatt of Crest Lake Pack, her life has been hard and all she ever wants is to make those who caused her parents’ death pay. Pretending to be a maid, she entered the household of Alpha Nathan of Blood Moon Pack, hiding her true identity. To her, making the Alpha Heir fall for her was easier not until she realized that there's an unbeatable bond between both of them. Slowly she fell for the Alpha Heir unbeknownst to her that she's mated to the Alpha heir. Her world turned upside down. Torn between love and duty, she questioned all she had been told all her life. Somehow she stumbled upon the truth and realized she had been lied to. But could it be too late to undo what she has done or would her new love life go crash-landing when the Alpha heir discovers all her lies? Again, will she be able to save the Alpha Heir from those who want him dead before it's too late?
Nicolette Harrison, an omega, married to Xander Auger, the Alpha of Red Moon pack. Although she was not his mate, both parties agreed to respect each other and have a loveless marriage. What happens when Laurel, the mate of the Alpha, is coming back to the pack and Nicolette feels threatened? And apart from that, she had promised her mother not to divorce her husband, how was she to cope seeing him with another woman when she was sure she had feelings for him? Was the Alpha willing to accept his wife even though she wasn't his mate? How far will they go and would they even get to be with each other after everything?
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."
Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, poseesive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved-dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
"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!
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Their marriage was nothing but for the benefit of the two families. He could choose anyone to be his bride, but the moment he laid his eyes on her, he knew she was the one he wanted. However, their marriage didn't last for a long because of her indifference. Until the moment he signed the divorce agreement, he finally witnessed her true colors. It turned out that she also took advantage of him. Their divorce was not an end but the start of the real love game.