This is by no means a traditional werewolf tale. Romance, adventure, fantasy, legend, and never-ending plot twists are the foundations of this book's existence. If you're the type of reader who likes to ease into a story, then this is the book for you. But be warned: it becomes quite heated the deeper you dare tread with curious eyes. *** "We need to make our move now. Our chosen has had her freedom for far too long!" "If it was not for you all those years ago, Alinta would have been MINE NOW!" He bellowed with utmost hatred and pain, causing his wolf to retreat with his tail between his legs. "Oh, Alinta, my beautiful, beautiful Alinta," he murmured with a trembling sigh, watching her as she carefully navigated through the crowd, completely oblivious to his presence. He firmly grasped the vial in his gloved hands, preparing to sneak up on her from behind. "You desire her?" an eerie voice echoed in the stalker's mind, freezing him in his tracks. **** Alinta Ull is a twenty-nine-year-old werewolf who has a passion for books, history, and myths. In a spontaneous decision, she sets off on a trip in the hope of escaping any fated misfortune that might harm her or her loved ones. A curse she has been grappling with since her eighteenth birthday. Accompanying her is her fierce and sassy red wolf, Angela, who is a formidable force in her own right. Every three years since that fateful birthday, Alinta and Angela have faced unfortunate events, such as death, rejection, and abandonment. They have finally come to accept that the Moon has forsaken them. With Alinta's thirtieth birthday approaching, they decide to visit the resting place of the infamous Rouge Deity werewolf, whose fabled return is prophesied to occur on the eighth crimson moon. Coincidentally, that day also marks Alinta and Angela's birthday. Is it fate? Has the Moon truly cursed his creation for reasons unknown to Alinta and her wolf? To add to their misfortunes, an obsessed wolf lurks in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to claim Alinta as his own by whatever means necessary. However, he will soon learn that he is not the only one with ambitions. Trigger Warning: This novel contains mature themes of sexual assault, abuse, trauma, and kidnapping. Reader discretion is advised.
Strenuous breaths and suffocating kisses of pleasure echo through the bare room. She is helpless, though he has betrayed her, and threw her away even due to his selfishness, their bond has finally brought them together. She ran away, and when he found her, she desperately tried to distance herself from him with all her being, but here they are, bodies aligned perfectly, and now she is completely powerless against the mate bond. Yearning only for his love.
"You are mine Rebekah, you will never escape me again!" He growled determinedly, his hot breath caressing her face before he aggressively continued to devour her swollen lips.
"Roman," Rebekah moaned as he licked her neck with his seductive tongue, trapping her with the weight of his body against the wall. He unzips his jeans and starts pump...
"Nope, nuh-uh, I'm done!"
"Ah no please, don't stop reading. I beg of you Alinta!" The sound of a book slammed shut echoes through the empty library.
"You and I are done here Ange," said Alinta with blushing cheeks, an unsatisfied groan sounded in her head. "I am tired of these books! They start off so promising, and then it's a sex fest, where yet again the heroine proves to be a weakling, and the guy wins her heart; though I can predict he is going to stuff up a few more times before they become one and hopefully live happily ever after."
"I see those red cheeks," Angela hissed spitefully.
"You are such a naughty wolf!" Alinta retorted.
"No my dear person, I just enjoy reading how some humans describe our kind incorrectly, it's more entertaining than arousing," snickered Angela playfully.
"Finally something we both can agree on!" Laughed Alinta as she tossed the book on a small pile next to her.
"I am truly amazed at how much humans have learned about us, especially considering their limited resources," Alinta said reflectively. Angela remained silent, contemplating Alinta's words. "For example, while we do have destined mates, our bonds aren't as unrealistically powerful as one might think. They simply enhance our attraction to each other with the sparks and tingles, but that's as far as it goes. We love, desire, and experience pleasure just like humans do. Our bond only becomes stronger after making love and eventually having marked each other. It is such a sacred union and that is what irks me," Alinta concluded, lost in thought.
Angela snickered as she broke her silence. "Two things, poetic licence and sex sell, besides not all are that bad, the previous book we actually finished."
"So you don't take anything personally? The fact that they sometimes make out that we are unsophisticated crude beasts?" Alinta asked with a raised eyebrow.
Angela laughed, then her tone became serious as she continued, "Honestly, I do find it insulting how sometimes the wolf counterpart is depicted as an animal always leading to his or her primal instincts. I grew up with you these past eleven years and learned your ways. Us wolves have evolved so much from our lycanthrope ancestors. I mean we can talk for Pete's sake!"
Alinta giggled at her wolf as Angela got lost in her pet peeves. "I thought you found it humorous when they got the facts wrong," she smirked at her wolf.
Angela rolled her eyes, not wanting to grant her person a satisfactory victory in their banter, then continued on a serious note, "Given how much they have gotten right, I sometimes wonder if the government might have allowed some information to leak for these books to be published, to desensitize humans to our possible existence. Seeing it's becoming increasingly difficult to hide things in this digital age."
Alinta often appreciated her wolf's perspective, nodding in agreement. "If you want to distract yourself with some factual literature, why not visit Aunt Deanna? She has so many amazing stories and promised to tell us a new one we haven't heard yet," Angela suggested excitedly, wagging her two tails.
Alinta jumped at the gesture, exclaiming, "Yes! That's a great idea! But we first need to go to the café to..." Before she could finish her sentence, she froze at the sound of a sudden voice.
"Hello? Is there anybody here to help me?" asked a large-built gentleman, quite impatiently waving a few books in his hand. He wore a grey tailored suit that matched his hunter-piercing eyes. He has a long, stubbled van dyke beard accompanied by a defined jawline all composed perfectly on his square-shaped face. His slick jet black hair was pulled back into a low ponytail. He was a handsome-looking man with a stern expression. Anyone who gazed upon him would assume he was in his middle thirties and someone important.
Alinta swallowed nervously, her heart racing with anxiety. "Oh for fuck sake, seriously? Out of all the days, this jerk shows up. Who comes to the library on a Sunday in this day and age? Especially him!" Angela growled fiercely in her person's mind.
When the man's eyes landed on Alinta, they softened, and he eagerly approached the visibly anxious woman. "Hello, my dear Alinta. Sorry to barge in on you like this. I hope I didn't startle you?" he cooed tenderly.
Taking the opportunity, Alinta darted towards the pile of books on the ground before he could reach her. "No problem at all, Mr. Crassus, but Jenny isn't back here if you're looking for her," she replied coldly.
He looked at her with contentment as she gracefully picked up the books one by one and began placing them in their proper locations. "I wish you wouldn't be so formal. Please, just call me Bellinor. As for Jenny, I've been waiting at the front for fifteen minutes, which is why I came to check here. Would you be able to assist me with this, please?"
"After everything he's pulled recently, he expects you to act oblivious and buddy-buddy! Just tell him you were on your way out!" Angela spat angrily.
"I really want to do that, but I worry Jenny might be left to deal with the consequences. She never leaves her desk unless it's something urgent, and I'm sure Bellinor isn't aware of that," Alinta replied thoughtfully, ending the conversation with her wolf.
"Sure," Alinta said reluctantly as she placed the last of the books on the shelf and then held out her hand, which Bellinor took affectionately. Alinta became frigid and quickly pulled her hand away from his. "I was asking for the books you wish to borrow, Mr. Crassus," she hissed coldly.
"I'm so sorry, my dear! I misunderstood," the man laughed nervously while adjusting his gloved hands over the books.
"Misunderstood my arse, and what's with the gloves?" Angela grunted.
"Agreed, let's just get this crap over and done with. If anything weird happens, you do you," Alinta replied to her wolf.
"Yeah saving our arses as usual," Angela huffed, ready to shift at any moment. Alinta speedily snatched the books from Bellinor and made her way to the reception desk. She quickly scanned the books under his name but froze when one of the titles caught her off guard.
As my fingertips brushed the smooth metal surface of the handle, I felt claw-like fingers sink into my fleshy hips. I cried in pure terror until the wind was knocked out of me as my back slammed against his chest. "You're really not leaving without saying goodbye to me, are you sweetheart?" he asked with clenched teeth and emitted a wicked growl. His eyes even looked like they glowed an eerie garnet. I began to tremble as his face seemed to contort into that of a rabid dog. "Remember, you belong to me now, Laura. I have eyes on you wherever you are. If you ever dare attempt to run away or try seeking help from another man. I will come for you and once I do, I will have you locked up and hidden, where no one will find you!" he snarled with a menacing hiss as he rubbed his coarse face against mine. *** Laura Ash, a waitress at a popular Bistro, is driven by her desire for independence. Despite her name, which symbolizes victory in Greco-Roman culture, Laura has encountered various hardships in her life. Just as things finally seem to be turning around for her, she is hurled into a situation that may become her greatest challenge yet. Will her destined mate fight for her? Will he ever get the chance to be with his beloved?
"Love is blind!" Lucinda abandoned her beautiful and comfortable life because of a man. She married him and slaved off for him for three long years. One day, the scales finally fell off her eyes. She realized that all her efforts were in vain. Her husband, Nathaniel still treated her like shit. All he cared about was his lover. "Enough is enough! I quit wasting my years with an ungrateful man!" Lucinda's heart was shattered into many pieces, but she summoned up the courage to ask for a divorce. The news caused a stir online! A filthy rich young woman recently got divorced? She was a good catch! Countless CEOs and handsome young men immediately swarmed to her like bees to honey! Nathaniel couldn't take it anymore. He held a press conference and begged with teary eyes, "I love you, Lucinda. I can't live without you. Please come back to me." Would Lucinda give him a second chance? Read to find out!
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Annette Vasquez is broken and desperate to talk to Ryan, her ex-boyfriend who broke up with her a month ago. When an intimidating man appears on her door dressed in all blacks, she runs for cover and sends Ryan a text for help. Vicente Di Alberto is the Don of the Italian Mafia, cold, ruthless and untouchable. A strange message pops up on his phone which has him acting on impulse. He hates men who hurts women and he is ready to save and protect the woman calling for his help. Rescued by a sinfully handsome man, Ann feels safe around him until she finds out his real identity and also finds herself married accidentally to the most feared man in Italy. She wants out but Vicente is ready to use the accidental marriage to his advantage.
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."
"It's getting hot in here, don't you think?" I shudder as my clit becomes wet with his smooth voice. I melt away in his arms. He kisses me with a passion I've never felt before, and I moan into his mouth, lost in the moment until I sense him kicking open a door. I realize we're in a room. He continues the kiss as I wrap my leg around him, pulling him closer, his erection pressing into me. I feel my panties dripping wet from arousal. He releases me, resting his back on the headboard, and grabs my thigh, pulling me closer. His hand goes to my hair, releasing it to let my curls fall freely. He guides his fingers from my scalp to the ends of the curls, muttering in a husky voice, "Fucking beautiful. ****** Jasmine found herself trapped in a loveless marriage. Her world shattered when she uncovered her husband's betrayal on his birthday. Heartbroken and betrayed, she made the difficult decision to leave him and start anew in Illinois, with her friend Ava by her side. As Jasmine tried to go through her new life, a one-night stand left her pregnant, uncertain about the father's identity. But complications arose as Maxwell, Jasmine's ex-husband, refused to let go. Jasmine discovered shocking truths about Ava's betrayal. As secrets unraveled and loyalties were tested, Would she find the strength to overcome the obstacles in her way? Could she trust her heart, or would the shadows of the past forever haunt her?
"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!