This is not your regular werewolf story, this is more. Isabel has a power so rare that it magnifies with every emotion she has. However, she has been through so much in the last ten years. Her werewolf father abandoned her, and she had to deal with her mother's death alone. Her auntie, Rose took her in, and they had to move around a lot over the years after that tragic occurrence. Now Rose wants Isabel to stay with her in the town she left ten years ago. When she arrives, everything comes to light. Secrets long buried rise to the surface, and she's faced with the irresistible Alpha Mark, her fated mate. Will Isabel's fragile control shatter under the weight of her emotions, or will she harness her power to reclaim her destiny?
Isabel
I stepped off the train, and the scorching sun beat down on me, radiating off the platform's worn pavement. "The weather here is boiling," I thought to myself.
The air was heavy, devoid of even a whisper of breeze as I struggled to breathe in a good source of oxygen. I wish I was back home or at least in the comfort of the many places I'd temporarily been calling home lately.
I retrieved my suitcase from the luggage rack, passing by fellow passengers who had stared at me for a few seconds before giving a hint of glumness. I gave my best smile, grabbed my suitcase, and turned away, rushing to escape the heat. I walked along and headed into the train station's old-fashioned clock tower. It's smaller than I remember, but it provided a little shade from the scorching sun, offering little respite.
I scanned the crowded platform, searching for my aunt's familiar face. We had arranged to meet here, but the sea of strangers made my stomach twist with anxiety.
My life had been a blur of constant relocation. I moved around a lot, and I mean a lot. But with my mother, who was around for the first part of my life, it felt like an adventure; after her passing, it became an escape. My auntie, along with her mate and daughter, had taken me in, but we'd kept moving around more, mainly to get away from whoever.
Looking around the station for my auntie, who was very adamant about me coming back here, sweat dripped down my forehead, and I wiped it away with my sleeve. The blended cacophony of announcements and chatter from the station's speakers and passengers overwhelmed me, making my ears ring.
I wish I knew why, as this town always brings only bad and painful memories, especially with him here. His name remained unspoken, a painful reminder of abandonment. He'd left my mother and me when I was just nine years old, shattering her heart into a million pieces. I had to watch her heart break every single day, while he pursued his pack and new love, forgetting to remember even his daughter.
I seriously questioned my Auntie's motives for wanting me back here. She knew my condition as I had stated to her in the past: only life or death would bring me here, closer to him - the man who'd shattered my family. Yet, she'd settled in this town with Rose, my cousin.
A sense of foreboding settled in; this town would be my living hell. I dreaded facing the past, but Auntie's words echoed in my mind: "Come back, it's important."
"ISA, OVER HERE!" My auntie's voice pierced the station's din, and I turned right to spot her jumping up and down, waving enthusiastically as she tried to get my attention. I smiled up at her as I started walking towards her.
I walked over to her cautiously, my senses on high alert. I noticed the curious glances of the station's patrons, wondering who or what I was.
The town my auntie has moved to is a werewolf town. Few humans reside here, and my auntie told me they know about them. There were at least two packs residing on the outskirts at opposite ends. One being His pack. My auntie had warned me about the packs' presence and the humans who coexisted with them as they seemed to roam around the town freely. "This is going to be interesting being a cat shifter here." I mumbled silently to myself.
"Auntie," I said, grinning as I stepped closer to her side. I am quite aware that she hates me calling her that, as her expression changed as soon as she heard me say it, disapproving of the nickname.
"Isa, you know I hate that word so much," she said, her tone playful despite the scowl. I know she is happy to see me.
"I am sorry, Madea," I replied, smiling and pulling her into a warm hug.
"How was your journey?" She asks as she takes my backpack, relieving me of my back pain as we walk toward the exit.
"It was fine. I had to take a plane ride first, then 12 hours on the bus with a few stops along the way before taking an hour train ride. It was hectic but I didn't mind. I am pretty much used to it and I also triple-checked that I wasn't being followed," I said, scanning our surroundings again.
My gaze locked onto the taxi drivers exchanging keys, their eyes fixed on me. I sighed. "If one more person looks at us like that again, I will damn shred their esophagus out of their mouth," Swift, my tigress counterpart, snarled within me.
I am a tiger shifter; my mum was one, and so are Rose and Madea too, and we weren't accustomed to scrutiny.
"Why is everyone gawking at me?" I asked, unease creeping up my spine. Swift stirred, sensing my discomfort, and stepped forward to look around at everyone.
Madea looked around as she sensed my uneasiness and looked up at me with a smirk, "Well, It's not every day a stunning gorgeous 20-year-old arrives in town." she said, her eyes sparkling.
I chuckled. "Yeah, right, I'm sure there are plenty of beautiful girls here, but you know what I mean," I said as Swift's alertness remained.
I quickly noticed two old ladies staring at me, but once they realized that I was looking directly at them, they moved their eyes somewhere else hastily. One looks like they are mind-linking someone.
"I bet she's alerting the Alpha about the newcomer," Swift says, stretching out as she laid back down into my mind with a yawn.
Madea looked around before looking at me with curiosity, "You should be careful when Swift surfaces, your eyes change color slightly. Be cautious." she said in a whisper, trying to ensure that no one could hear her.
"We will talk more in private," she says as she nods towards the stairs that say 'Exit Train Station'.
We are heading through the car park to her little black Honda car waiting for us when a BMW pulls right in front of her car. Madea looks at the car and sighs.
" Pack drama. Be nice, Isa," she murmurs through her gritted teeth.
A tall, imposing man steps out of the car, he looks at us. He proceeded to open the back door, and two young men, roughly my age, stepped out. Their eyes roamed, sizing us up.
One of the young men approached us, his scent wafted toward me straight away, triggering an instant recognition. The scent seemed very familiar as it tingled my senses, and I struggled to figure out where I knew it from. Then, like a punch to the gut, realization dawned.
I know that scent. A low growl escaped my lips before I could contain it.
This wasn't the man who'd abandoned me and my mother, but the similarity was uncanny. It clicked into place – this must be his son.
I blame my reckless drinking for my wild night with a masked stranger, who turned out to be my ruthless CEO. Who cares that I'm promised to another man? But our impromptu wedding leads to so much more than I bargained for. His dirty promises warm me. The hate turns to friendship, and makes me dream of more. He's like the most dangerous kind of wine. That's why I blame him for making me fall in love with him. But when I find out our marriage was nothing more than revenge against my family, I figured out I can exact mind too. Just when I was about to finalize my revenge, a stunning revelation was discovered. Will love overcome revenge or is happy ever after just a figment of my imagination.
"What do you mean? Don't get this wrong but we are not even friends" "Friends with benefits, stepsiblings with benefits, what the difference flower" He somehow made sense, what is the worst that can happen?" ***** Good girls don't fall for bad boys, especially not their stepbrothers. And I, Dahlia Peterson know this. There's only one problem... I might have accidentally, um... it was just one night, alright? One really good night. Panties? Yup, they're melted. It was a mistake, it doesn't mean anything. Sorry, there's two problems. Did I mention our parents are away and we're stuck home alone together for a while? I'm the responsible one. The good girl with perfect grades. And I'm trapped with a bad boy who showed me what it's like to give in to my wild side.
Oh Yes! I moaned, one if my hands on the wall while the other found its way to cover my mouth. I couldn't believe I was the one sounding like that. "This is so... so f*ck*ng good... oh sh*t; I never want this to end." "It never will, my goddess."I felt his hot breath on my ear from behind and wanted more. "More, I want more," I said in whimpers. "Please, give me more.." I knew I was acting like Oliver twist but I never wanted this to end either. The thrusting became more intense. Then, he suddenly stopped. "Oh no," he said, worry evident on his face. "I think we need to change the condom." "It's okay," I said, trying to keep my voice calm. "There's no need to worry. I can't get pregnant, so there's nothing to worry about. Just keep doing what you were doing. Please, don't stop now." *** Daphne Trego felt her life crumbling when she received a notification that Renold, her fiance, was going to be the father of another woman's child. After an intense confrontation, Daphne was left to confront the painful reality of their shattered relationship. Soon, Daphne encountered Self-made Billionaire CEO David Allen in disguise, leading to an unexpected passionate night. Even though they didn't use a condom during their one-night stand, Daphne wasn't worried - after all, one of the reasons she broke up with her ex-fiance was that she couldn't provide him a heir. However things turned out differently as Daphne found out she was pregnant... What would Daphne do when she finds out that the man she slept with is about to be married?
When Rebecca's father's will reveals a surprising condition: marry within twelve months or lose the family business and inheritance, Tariq Sly's crazy proposal seems like the perfect solution. Marry his friend, Jeremy Will, Rochester Industries' charming co-CEO by day and infamous king of owning women's panties by night. Yes, everyone stands to gain from this temporary arrangement. But can they pretend to be in love long enough to tie the knot? Playing fiancé to the competitor's daughter isn't easy. Would Rebecca settle for Jeremy or would she pick Tariq instead? And can Rebecca trust her fake husband to be only a husband on paper?
He's an emperor. She's but a servant. He's a werewolf, She's but an...elf? Stephen Calipher, the King of Lycans, has ruled over the supernatural kingdom, Lyall, for decades, without a mate to call his own. Aurora Evel has a slightly unique feature, unfortunately, those features brought trouble to her doorstep. However, where there's a damsel in distress, there's a chance for a hero. But when she finds herself in the arms of the Alpha King Stephen, will her unique features be a blessing or a curse?
The many nights here with the Rossi men have left me on a whole roller coaster of emotions possible, but as I stand here with Dimitri's hand on my waist, the familiar guilt overcomes me. Guilt for having a crush on my boyfriend's brother - and my professor. For two years, Arabella Lucia has been in a relationship with Blake Rossi until one afternoon, he isn't hers anymore. Shattered by his betrayal, Arabella's sole comfort becomes her sinfully hot tattooed professor who explains Shakespeare in class enigmatically and whispers filthy things in her ears when they are alone. He becomes her passion. Her addiction. She becomes his obsession. But fate has other plans and getting it on with your ex-boyfriend's brother never ends well.
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?
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.
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
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.
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"