Ella Johnson had spent so long wishing that the moon goddess mated her to her best friend, Keith Kingston, who was the son of their alpha. But her best friend rejects her on the spot when this happens and sells her to the Kennedy brothers. Feeling like her life couldn't be more surprising, she soon finds out that all three of the brothers are her mates and each of them is ready to turn the earth upside down for her even though they bully her.
My foot slipped from the side of the chair and I went tumbling to the ground with a loud thud as I landed on my buttocks. I thought I heard something snap in my wrist as I tried to hold myself up with it, and it forced a groan out of me.
"Ella!"
I looked up and noticed Keith rushing towards me. He crouched down beside me, his squinting blue eyes fixed on me with worry buzzing through them.
"I'm fine." I responded with a smile, trying to hide the graze on my wrist.
"I told you to be careful! I don't know what will happen to me if you get hurt like that." His honeyed voice sang with fear and worry.
I found myself smiling. Keith was the son of our reigning alpha, alpha Edwin Kingston, and soon, he would take his father's place. He will turn nineteen today and tomorrow, he will be named alpha of the silver thistle pack.
Luckily for me, I got to grow up with him. After my parents passed away while protecting the Luna, they decided to take me in as a reward for their braveness, and they saw to it that I was comfortable.
It happened when I was seven and that was when I met Keith. Ever since then, we have been glued to the hips alongside Tiara, our third friend who is our beta's daughter.
We shared the same birthdays, Keith and I, and he had insisted on throwing a party to celebrate not just him this time but me as well.
It didn't matter though, because I would forever be a shadow to everyone else. As long as he noticed me, I was fine.
"I'm not hurt, I'm fine, seriously." I responded with a warm smile.
His hand suddenly cupped my cheek and caressed it softly. "You know you are important to me, right?"
I felt my heart skip a beat. Whenever he touched me, I usually lost grip on reality. I could feel Ida-- my wolf-- hopping about inside me, and I was glad to know we shared the same excitement.
All we ever did in our free time was pray to the moon goddess that she let him be our mate. It was impossible to be this attracted to someone without a mate bond holding us together.
His slightly full red lips curved into a smile as if he purposely taunted me, knowing that I would freeze when he touched me like that.
"How will you hang up the decorations if you keep falling off the chair?" Tiara asked as she swayed into the room.
I immediately sprung to my feet and cleared my throat. We weren't doing anything wrong, but her entrance saved me from losing my mind completely.
"Hey," I smiled. "It only happened one time, okay? I can do it."
"I'll do it." He picked up the fallen banner and stretched his long hand to hook it up.
What I had to do on a chair, he had done standing on the ground. But I wasn't surprised because I was the shortest in our friendship group. My head was just as tall as his shoulders and my petite stature made me feel smaller.
"Everything is ready except the celebrants." Tiara noted. "Will you do me the honor of dressing you, princess?" She asked with a soft smile.
I nodded my head and wrapped my arms around hers as we went to my room.
Tiara was the same age as us, but she acted like our older sister. If only I had long cherry hair like she did, they'd find it hard to pick us apart as not being siblings.
She always wore a dark shade of brown eye-shadow around her big pale blue eyes and her small lips were always a shade of deep orange.
A small gold earring pierced her straight pointed nose and a loving smile touched her eyes as we walked to my room.
Rummaging through my pretty clothes, I ended up in a tight-blue dress that almost matched my ocean blue eyes. A long slit preceded from the bottom all the way up to my thigh and the v-neck revealed my bosom.
My light blonde hair was let loose over my shoulders and allowed to fall back all the way to my hips and I applied-- for the first time-- a little make-up.
I was so excited! Ida more than me.
In our pack, we got our wolf when we turned eighteen and then our mate at nineteen. I couldn't stop thinking about what would happen when I walked out there into the party thrown for me and Keith.
I kept imagining a scenario where I walked outside and felt the mate bond stronger than ever with Keith.
Oh, I was so excited!
"Is the woman of the day ready to go out there?" Tiara's loving smile touched her face.
"I keep thinking about Keith and the fact that he could actually be my mate!" I had confided in her about the way I felt about him, since I had no friends or family. "What do you think will happen?"
Her smile wavered or so I thought. She reached out and touched my shoulder. "Let's just hope you find a man who will love you and care properly for you. That doesn't have to be Keith."
I guess she worried about what our friendship would become if Keith and I started dating. A smile curved my lips. With a heavy sigh, I proclaimed, "Let's do this..."
Savannah Hart never thought that an invitation to some private art show at the mysterious Blackwood Manor could turn her whole life around. But stepping into the seductive snare of Damien Blackwood, the dark, magnetic billionaire who knows the taste of control means spiraling into a whirlpool of dangerous desires and painful needs. And as Damien pulls her into his world filled with sensuality and secrets, Savannah must determine whether total surrender is freeing or will shatter her beyond repair.
After both of her parents' disappearances, Scarlet Marigold, daughter of an alpha, is forced to live as a servant in the house of her stepmother, who was speculated to have been the cause of her parents' death. As beautiful as she is, Scarlet is regarded as useless and worthless because she is a human, just like her mother. Thinking her life couldn't go any more astray than it had already gone, Scarlet is forced into the bed of a stranger and, that same day, is substituted for being the puppet bride of an Alpha known for his cruelty and heartlessness. What will happen when she finally decides to cut off those strings pulling at her from all angles and, worse, what will change when she finds out that the man who had forced her to his bed was the same cruel alpha she was already coming to love?
All she wants is to become an heir just to get back at those who taunts her. However, that's only possible if she brings home her husband. Unfortunately, she recently got divorced and that seems impossible. His mission is to eliminate her within 24 hours just so she wouldn't become the heiress. However, things goes awry when he accidentally become her substitute husband and he finds himself unraveling a dark past attached to this woman. Would he be able to eliminate her? Would she become the heiress she wishes to be when everyone wants her dead?
I gulped hard as his breath fanned my face. This was it but then why do I feel mousey. I've waited for this moment, to make him lose everything. It would be the last of him...but... He trapped me between the table, searching my eyes for an answer. His gaze affected me in so many ways. Sweat beads on my face as he tightened his arms around my waist. My heart felt like exploding as i quivered under his hold. We exchanged breath as how heads were pinned together. I could barely concentrate as I fluster my lashes. His hotness simmers through the linen gown I wore. "We shouldn't be doing this" I muttered barely recognizing my voice because it was felt like a weak moan. My wolf glares at him. Her mouth retracted as she barred her teeth. A warning that I shouldn't fall for that. He sighed softly and said; "I know Tricia, but I can't help myself from falling" I almost rolled another line, tried to push him back but he captured my lips, twirling my tongue to his taste. I went numb, not restraining him and the dagger in my hand fell. However, I shuddered in hold when I heard a little voice called; "Dad?" *** She's rejected by her mate on her wedding day and humiliates her. Pained, she runs away, only to return 5 years later as his stepmom. Now that she belongs to his household, it was time to take revenge. What happens when there a deadly secret behind his rejection? Would she gain her revenge on him when an unexpected spark reawakens between them?
Ellie believed that she had everything: a devoted partner in Daniel, a residence, and a bright outlook on life. However, her world comes crashing down after she suffers a great betrayal. As the situation develops, Ellie becomes the stereotypical innocent victim of circumstance in a serious and unexpected turn of events. Eloquent as she may be, Daniel's poisonous words alter the course of her existence, and the courthouse becomes a cage for all her dreams and ambitions where, showering in silence, she is robbed of all her tomorrows. With Daniel in control of the powers that be and her best friend Emily abandoning her, Ellie is thrown into prison, which she perceives as a death sentence. Yet, on her way to the rehabilitation center, a different side of her that she had never known emerges. Daniel may have quite a few things, but he did not anticipate one, which is Ellie's spirit. While Elaine, all this while, has been a puppet conniving spirit for quite some time, the twist comes as she gets sick and tired of the isolation and decides to fight for her life and all that makes her, her. This compelling story of betrayal, strength, and endurance will keep you on the edge of your seat right to the last word. Does Ellie have it in her to rise from the extreme destruction that Daniel has caused to her? Or is that the end for Ellie as Daniel's sadistic tendencies take full charge and crush her completely?
The memories I have of this city are mostly bad. It would help to start afresh somewhere far and simple Still in thoughts when a text comes in from an unknown number, "Elodie, I wish you knew how deeply sorry I am for lying to you and covering my past all this while, I wish I could change what I've done, I wish I could change the person I've become, but I can't and if you can't accept me the way I am, then I can't live with myself any longer, I love you. Elodie, I really do, by the time you read this, I would be gone, gone to a better place, somewhere peaceful, somewhere my past won't come back to me. I am sorry Elodie, but I can't live any longer knowing that you won't be with me for the rest of my life, goodbye Elodie, I wish you find someone better than me.
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?
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.
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
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?"
After two years of marriage, Kristian dropped a bombshell. "She's back. Let's get divorced. Name your price." Freya didn't argue. She just smiled and made her demands. "I want your most expensive supercar." "Okay." "The villa on the outskirts." "Sure." "And half of the billions we made together." Kristian froze. "Come again?" He thought she was ordinary—but Freya was the genius behind their fortune. And now that she'd gone, he'd do anything to win her back.