A CITY AT WAR... AND I'M THE As it were ONE WHO CAN Conclusion IT I developed up the girl of the Alphas of All. A Ruby Wolf, predetermined to take over checking Alpha werewolves all over the world. The problem?Ruby wolves can as it were mate with other rubies...and there wasn't one.Until I lurched upon Shifter City. Now I've got half a dozen ruby shifters on my tail, and as it were a week to choose which one I'll mate with. The one I select will decide which shifters take control of the city.
"I'm fine, Mom," I said, balancing my phone between my shoulder and ear as I slid off my cherry-red Ducati. After hanging my helmet on the handlebars, I tucked my key into my bra and headed toward the run-down bar.
The neon sign above read "OM'S." The letters were too faded for me to make out, even under the full moon, so I shifted into my wolf form. It was second nature at this point. My body remained human as I read the full name: Tommy's.
"Get back to New York and bite Noah," my mom snapped. "The trials start next week. You know he can save your life, and-"
"And probably die trying," I cut her off, smoothing the frizz in my hot pink hair.
I wasn't sure what city I was in, but I knew it was somewhere in Maine. Thick forests stretched for miles, soothing the wolf in me.
After checking into a sketchy motel, I was told the bar down the street had the best food, so I made my way over to satisfy my growling stomach.
I was nauseous-not from the food, but because my hot pink hair marked me as an unmated ruby wolf. Being one of the rare, natural Alphas wasn't exactly a blessing. There were supposed to be two ruby wolves per generation, but somehow, I was the only one.
Magical trials could make a normal wolf a ruby, but they were deadly. Most who tried didn't survive. My friend Noah was all in, but I wasn't ready to risk his life.
"What do you want me to do, Hazel?" My mom's voice was tired, and I felt it too. We had all been worn out for years. "There's no other option."
"I don't know," I admitted. "Maybe start planning my funeral? I could head to South America, find a rickety zipline, and hope my claws snap it while I'm having fun."
She growled. "No."
Classic Mom-always blunt. She was the most honest person I knew, and though we clashed when I was a teenager, we had grown into more of a friendship as I got older.
I sat at the bar, dropping my arms onto the counter. "I'll call you if I do something stupid. Love you." I hung up just as the bartender came over. He was around my age-rugged, with that undeniable charm that made him a hit with every girl, whether they admitted it or not.
"Your best whiskey, on the rocks," I said, pulling my ID and cash from my bra and placing them on the counter. The bartender took a quick look at my pink hair, then my chest. While I wasn't exactly blessed in that department, a good push-up bra worked wonders.
"Coming right up," he said and walked off. I leaned back to survey the surprisingly busy bar.
It was probably a Friday evening, but it could've been any day. The bar was clearly the town's go-to hangout. It was a bit run-down but had a cozy, welcoming feel that I liked.
My phone lit up. Dad. I picked it up.
"Hey, pops." I accepted my drink and took a sip. My dad was always protective, and I could tell from his tone that Mom had probably filled him in on my wild idea.
"Where are you?" he asked, his voice strained.
"I'm fine." I ignored the question, intentionally avoiding the topic of me leaving.
"Noah is ready," he began.
"I'm not," I interrupted, knowing he wouldn't like that answer. He'd understand, though. I was my mother's daughter, and she was his best friend.
"Come home," he said, his tone firm.
"Dad, I need time. This is my choice, and I expect you to respect that."
"I'm worried about you."
"I know, but I need space right now. I'll come back when I'm ready." I hung up, dropping my phone on the counter and sipping my whiskey. I hated making them worry, but if Noah tried the trials and didn't make it, I'd never forgive myself.
As I mulled over the situation, I felt eyes on me-nothing new. People stared at my pink hair, but I didn't mind. I leaned into it, dressing in clothes that highlighted my tattoos and showed a little skin-short tops, tight skirts, fishnets-always with my motorcycle boots, just in case.
When I finished my drink, I debated leaving and heading back to my motel room to avoid its musty smell. But then the bartender brought me another drink, and I spotted a text from Olivia.
LIV: Finally snuck away, heading toward you now.
I knew Liv's parents were likely grilling her about my disappearance. She was the only one who had access to track my phone.
I tapped my fingers on the counter, weighing my options. None of them felt right.
The door slammed behind me, but I didn't turn. I'd lived twenty-two years without meeting anyone who was a real threat. If I ever did, I'd look forward to the challenge.
A giant of a man slid onto the barstool beside me. I glanced over at him. He was massive-easily over six and a half feet, with shoulders like a linebacker and arms covered in tattoos. His presence was almost overwhelming, and I couldn't help but glance down at his thighs, impressed by the sheer size.
His scent was a mix of sweat and pine trees, and I found myself wanting to lean in closer for another whiff. But there was too much going on for me to indulge in that kind of distraction, especially when I was still considering my options for mating.
The guy leaned toward the bartender, practically growling his order for a bacon nacho bowl, chili fries, and a beer. As he paid, I caught a glimpse of his ID-Merrick Blake. The card moved too quickly for me to get a good look at his picture.
He downed the beer in one go, his eyes locked on the bartender as if daring anyone to interrupt his meal.
Cassie Burch, tall school vice-principal and as of late single woman, has met the man of her dreams. Tragically, her heart isn't prepared for another relationship after at long last dumping her useless ex. When she concurs to a casual connect, she has no thought what she's getting herself into. Sentiment is almost to hit her harder than she ever anticipated. Alpha wolf shifter, Claw Ruiz, is anxious and can't figure out why. He fair opened a high-end shifter club, and the novelty has as of now worn off. When his mate lurches into him, he's more than prepared to keep her until the end of time. And he'll do anything he needs to demonstrate to her he's worth her cherish. The issue is Cassie doesn't need a genuine bond. And everything he does to attempt to sentiment her comes up short. He was kind of a twitch, but he's changed. If he doesn't figure out what he's doing off-base, Cassie will take off him in the clean. And by pack law, if the alpha doesn't mate, he must battle to the passing to keep his status. His heart and his life lay in Cassie's hands. Can she cherish a man who turns into a wolf?
Run, little faerie. Run. I've got all sorts of plans for when I finally catch you. Brock Hume is a lone wolf on the hunt, and right now, he's after the most irresistible prey he's ever encountered. He can't help himself. Her scent, sweet like the heather blossoms from his homeland, calls to him. And those curves... he can't wait to get his hands on them. And she's running from him-a werewolf. Heather Knight might just be the most clueless faerie ever, but then again, she was raised as a human, so that probably shouldn't be a surprise. She can't even tell when a man is something more than he seems. And she should've known-no mortal could be that hot. To protect her heart and her secret, she runs. But fate has other plans. Somehow, Brock and Heather are both pulled into the shadowy realm of the fae. To win this dangerous game and save the girl, Brock will have to uncover the truth about his mate. But the secrets she's hiding might be the very thing that could tear them apart.
One is her father's commerce accomplice. The other is her brother's enemy...Before Sawyer Religious administrator, I was guiltless. He was my coach and my father's trade accomplice. He was never implied to be my lover.The to begin with time Sawyer touched me, I was twenty-three. It felt great to do something taboo and off-base. I needed to be wrathful for a change.Between us lived a billion privileged insights, a billion stolen looks, and a billion lies.I was a trick. Sawyer was as heartless as the rest of them. I never implied to drop in adore with him, however he had this exceptional control over me. I would have given him anything. He was my to begin with cherish, my to begin with foe, and the to begin with man to break my heart.But he might not break me. And presently that somebody else has come along, he's changing the rules of the diversion.
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."
She was hurt. She was bullied and made fun of. And the only hope that kept her going was finding her mate. She has always been weak. Weak to the world. Why? Because she was a lantern. She didn't have a wolf. That's what everyone thought about her. When she found her mate, he wanted her to be his slut and not a wife. She might be an omega, but it doesn't mean she will take disloyalty and betrayal lightly. So she did something that no one in history ever did. She rejected an Alpha. "I, Alexis Clark, reject Brandon Sterling, the alpha of Black mist pack, and consider myself a free soul until I decide so."; Were her last words before she left that torturous place and became a rogue. A rogue that everyone was fearing and finding. Why? Because she was the rogue that has become one of the biggest problems of almost all the packs in the country. She was Alexis Clark. A rogue that rejected an Alpha, stealth food, kill other rogues, and more than that was living with humans and studying with them. What will happen when her case is given to the world's most dangerous alpha, Sebastian Sinclair, who has taken it upon himself to punish this rogue. The one who hated rogues and omega to a level that was beyond understanding. Why? Because his mate was an omega, who betrayed him with a rogue before dying. How will Alexis tackle this alpha, in whose College she was studying and living under hiding for almost a year? What will Sebastian do when he finds out the new girl he had been talking to is none other than the rogue omega that he had decided to kill? "To love you with all my might was my only wish, but you were the only one who gave me endless suffering. So today, I promise myself to not fall for anyone."; A simple saying that both Alexis and Sebastian had vowed upon. Will they be able to find their love amidst all these problems?
"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?
“Do I want a taste?” his voice deeper than he had ever spoken. His eyes pinned on me like I was the only thing that fascinated him. “What do I do?” I thought to myself as he moved closer to me, I wanted to run away, to resist him but I was pinned to the wall by him. “Gosh I hate this man so much” his scent, his body, his beautiful green eyes, he was driving me crazy. I know this is wrong, he has a fiancee and all but that makes me want him even more. “Get on the bed and spread your legs” his cold voice woke me up and then I remembered I was just a maid to him. “Yes master”.
When they were kids, Derek saved Norah's life. Years later, after Derek ended up in a vegetative state from a car crash, Norah married him without a second thought and even used her medical knowledge to heal him. For two years, Norah was devoted, seeking his affection and looking to settle her life-saving debt. But when Derek's first love returned, Norah, faced with divorce, didn't hesitate to sign. Despite being labeled as forsaken, few knew of her true talents. She was a race car driver, a famed designer, a genius hacker, and a renowned doctor. Regretting his decision, Derek begged for her forgiveness. Just then, a charming CEO intervened, embracing Norah and declaring, "Back off! She's my wife!" Taken aback, Norah blurted out, "What did you say?"
In Lothlann Continent, talent in martial arts won cultivators respect. Darren Chu, a mediocre talent in martial arts, was deemed a loser by everyone. His status changed when a fireball fell from the sky and hit him on the head. He cheated death. Empowered with the ability to assimilate other creatures' talent, Darren sought to better himself and seek vengeance against those who had wronged his family, including his little sister. "You will kneel in front of me one day," swore the future lord of martial arts.