When the war genius returned back, he found that his daughter was abused and his beloved one was imprisoned. The world shattered for his rage and many big shots rushed over, kneeling and shouting, "Welcome, Master."
When the war genius returned back, he found that his daughter was abused and his beloved one was imprisoned. The world shattered for his rage and many big shots rushed over, kneeling and shouting, "Welcome, Master."
When I was little I would play in out in my backyard, sometimes by myself and other times with my mother. My mother never treated me like a clueless child, even though I was. We played in the sandpit most of the time. She would always say that the sandpit was her favorite place to play. "You could build anything in here," She used to tell me.
I didn't know that any moment I could possibly lose her. I didn't know that wolves would kill our bodyguard, or that they would rip my mother's head clean off her body. But they did, and I saw it all. I shouldn't have, but it happened.
"The pup saw everything. What should we do with her?" The man asked, looking at me.
"Leave her, she hasn't done anything," The woman replied, obviously choosing to be sympathetic. I doubt she realized they killed my mother; or that I was the Alpha's child.
"But she could come after us," The same man said to her.
She growled at him, "Leave the pup, she deserves to grow up. At least we haven't killed the whole pack." They turned away, shifting and running off into the brush.
I was unable to move, just sitting there, and I cried; cried like the weak child I was. I sobbed because I couldn't do anything about the fact that my pack members had died around me.
We had been ambushed – that I understood – but I hadn't done anything to stop them; even if it got me killed in the process.
I saw wolves running in my direction, caught their scent and realized they were my pack, and I cried harder. They will see that I did nothing and that this is all my fault.
I watched as my father took in the surroundings – processed what had happened – and broke. Right here in front of me he broken down and he cried.
The Alpha lost his mate, the pack lost their Luna, and I lost my mother; and I thought I would lose my father with her.
One of the wolves came up to me, nudging me with his big nose; I heard him in my head.
Don't blame yourself, Chloe, it wasn't your fault. You couldn't have stopped it if you tried.
I turned around and hugged him. His coat was soft, and I realized it was Beta Samuel; he was like an uncle to me. He shifted and picked me up.
"Let's go back inside," He whispered, letting me cuddle into him.
"What about Daddy?" I asked tearfully, read to burst into another round of tears.
"He'll be okay, Chlo. Let him mourn the loss of his mate. It wasn't your fault, Kiddo," He told me reassuringly, holding me close and walking towards the house.
I was sitting in my fathers office while he was out with some of the other pack members. I did quite a bit of pack work, considering I was the next Alpha.
I went through some files and signed a few papers. Honestly, I didn't mind pack work. It took my mind off the things I was stressing over and made me focus.
Compared to my dad, I was super organised. I think I have a low form of OCD. It isn't always there but when it came to pack work. I was all over the organisation of it.
My dad is always saying how one day I'll run the pack with my mate. I've always let him live that dream of me finding my mate and being happy, but honestly, I don't want one.
I watched what it did to my father. He wasn't the same afterwards. For way too long he would barely come out of this office. He spent a lot of time burying himself in pack work.
It took him so long to be able to stop showing what the loss of his mate was doing to him. I know he hasn't recovered from it. I sometimes still hear the odd strangled sound from someone trying to not make any sounds while crying.
Nothing good came from my mother being killed. Although I became closer to my father a while after she died. Once he finally got it through his head that he did have a child to love, and that he couldn't spend his whole life wallowing in self pity.
I remember how he apologised so many times once he realised I was still here, and I remember how at night he would apologise to mum about how he was a terrible father.
I used to tell him that he wasn't, that even though I didn't understand what he was going through. I still lost my mummy and that I was here with him through it all.
We became a lot closer after that. He read me bedtime stories. He took me to school on the first day of year 3. He said he'd make up for all the days he left me out of, and he did.
I was so lost in my thought that when the door slammed open, I jumped out of my seat and only feet, ready to attack whoever was coming in.
"Chloe! We're being invaded." Samuel practically screamed at me. Well that's shit.
"What! Who's invading?" I yell back, who's invading us, our pack isn't worth that much.
"Dark Blood." The horror was written all over his face. Why is that pack invading us? What do we have that they want? Argh!
"Well shit." I knew we were doomed. They were one of the strongest packs around.
"Chloe, you're dads already out there. What are we going to do?" Samuel asks me, going into business mode.
"We join him, and protect our pack." I'm already running out of the house. I am going to give these assholes a fight.
It was the first time she saw him when she was eighteen years old. She was penniless and frustrated while he was incomparably noble, like a deity from heaven. She thought that she had found redemption, but only later did she find out that she had fallen into hell. Reuben Terrell felt that Melanie Fischer was a pushover, and he could always control her. He never thought that one day, Melanie would dare to turn around and leave him without hesitation.
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
My wedding to Ethan Reed was just weeks away. After seven years, I was certain of our perfect future. Then, Ethan claimed "selective amnesia" from a head injury, forgetting only me. I tried to make him remember, until I overheard his video call. "Total genius move," he boasted to friends. His amnesia was a fake "hall pass" to pursue influencer Chloe Vance before our wedding. Heartbroken, I feigned belief. I endured his open flirting with Chloe and their taunting selfies. He mocked my distress, prioritizing Chloe's fake emergency. After an accident he caused, he abandoned me, injured, choosing to send Chloe to the hospital first. He even tried to cut me off financially. How could my fiancé be this cruel, calculating monster? His betrayal poisoned every memory. I felt like a fool for trusting such boundless cruelty. His audacity left me reeling. But I wouldn’t be his victim. Instead of breaking, a cold plan formed. I would shed my identity, become Olivia Carter. I would disappear, leaving him, my past, and his engagement ring behind forever, claiming my freedom.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
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