When Anna moves to a new town, all she wanted is a new peaceful life away from the city. But everything starts going downhill when she meets a mysterious man who claims to be her mate.
When Anna moves to a new town, all she wanted is a new peaceful life away from the city. But everything starts going downhill when she meets a mysterious man who claims to be her mate.
He sneaked inside her room and deeply inhaled the scent flooding his nostrils. It was sweet. He shifted into his human form and froze when he clearly heard the innocent moan of a woman. He looked around the darkness of the room and immediately found a girl sleeping soundly upon her bed.
His wolf went wild and out of control inside him and only one thing led to another.
Mate.
Mine, he thought, looking intently at the beautiful woman who had opened her eyes slightly, long dark hair scattering around her pillow, plump lips pouted, and skin looking so soft and flushed. She looked up at him with a curious face. "Who are you?"
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In the middle of the night, she squinted her eyes open, noticing a shadow standing near her window. Surprisingly, she didn't jump in fear. If not, she even seemed drawn to it. Rubbing her eyes, she looked at him with curiosity.
"Who are you?" she asked, hoping to hear his voice.
He didn't say a word. Sitting up on the bed, she heard a faint voice in her head, urging her to accept the stranger and be near him. She was confused with all these sudden thoughts. Her mind was bugging her yet her heart was urging her to do something else. What kind of dream was this?
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His pupils dilated almost immediately, watching his mate. She had that curious look on her face, as if she was interested to know more about him. He took long strides and neared the beautiful creature. Nose crinkling and sniffing the air, he inhaled the sweet scent, earning satisfaction to himself.
She was human, he realized instantly. He watched as she moved to sit up. She stirred and the thin shirt she wore slightly shifted upward almost in slow motion. The duvet covering half her body fell lower down her thighs, revealing the underwear she wore.
He growled, his throat vibrating. The flushed skin of her stomach and thighs revealed before him had done such things to make his body heat up. Silently and carefully, he approached the bed and sat near her, not caring that he was naked. The duvet ended up pooling underneath her body and he settled himself right beside her. His mate sat back in reluctance as he neared her. Her eyes looking at him warily.
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The stranger sat beside her and the close distance between them suddenly became too unbearable. It felt as if she wanted to touch him in any way she could. Her mind voiced out a word she could not understand. What was it trying to tell her?
In the dark, she saw his eyes light up, brighter than the stars of the night. But still she couldn't figure out his face. He drew closer for a second, sensing of she wanted him too.
Slowly, he leaned his head and lowered his lips upon hers. She closed her eyes, holding her breath, as He kissed her. Lightly. Softly. Gently. He lingered his lips and then traced down the soft skin of her neck, leaving a trail of sweet wetness in his wake. He licked the side of her ear and then caressed his tongue down the crook of her neck.
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The corner of his lips twitched when he began to hear her heavy breathing. He smiled to himself. She could already feel the sparks flying and her body began to heat. He could smell it. Her sweet scent became sweeter that he could almost taste it.
He maneuvered his lips towards her collar bone, tasting the sweetness of her skin as she moaned softly. The sound coming from the girl sent all his blood down his groin. He lifted his head slightly and looked at her to see that she was now blushing with half closed eyes. She was really enjoying this, wasn't she?
He looked down at her innocence and cursed silently. Her nïpples tightened and strained beneath her thin shirt. Growling, he lowered his head just above her chest and blew his warm breath directly above each pointed nïpple. All he needed was her moan of pleasure before he was already latching his lips directly above her nïpples. Only her thin shirt served as the barrier between them.
Hands touching everywhere, he trailed his lips down her stomach and he kissed the flushed skin revealed there. He felt her body shake from his kisses. Trailing lower, his lips found her crotch and he kissed the thin fabric of the front of her underwear as if teasing. Her scent became stronger and he knew just then she was already in heat.
Pressing his nose upon her underwear, he inhaled her sweet scent deeply. He could not seem to help himself and all he wanted was to breathe her in. She smelled like a sweet fruit. Like he wanted to eat it and take her home. It seemed she was everything he ever wanted and that was all that mattered.
Home is where the heart is. Perhaps she had innocently stolen his heart the moment he saw her at first sight.
Her thighs had slightly accepted his head as he kissed the inside of her thighs. She moaned, her hands slightly gripping the sheets. He crawled upward and caught her mouth in a passionate kiss. Slowly, her lips began to respond. Pleased with himself, he took the kiss deeper and that was when he already had the kiss under his control.
He cupped her äss, bringing her closer. She moaned beneath his lips, feeling his erection bulging directly where she wanted it. Her hands gingerly touched his naked burning skin and caressed the well-defined muscles of his abdomen.
He swallowed her soft moans. Breathless, he pulled back and kissed down her throat and the side of her neck. He lowered again down her crotch. In one second, he had ripped her underwear with his fangs and was already kissing her hot core.
Her soft moans filled the silence of the dark room and her hands curled into the sheets in fists. He ate her. Licked her. Worshiped her. Soon, she was already writhing beneath him. Her soft cry echoed and then she was releasing the tension in her body.
He was there licking after every last bit of her release. After that, he hovered above her and kissed her softly on the lips. With her eyes flattering closed, she barely responded and her heavy breathing turned even. She had fallen asleep. He chuckled to himself.
He kissed the skin below her ear and softly whispered, "Mine."
For years, Scarlet has seen the war that destroyed her pack. Warriors died on the battlefield, never returning home. To save the pack, her father, Alpha Robert, sets her off to marry the infamous Alpha Blake, the enemy pack’s most arrogant and dangerous Alpha.
Alpha Draco is a heartless beast, selfish, and arrogant. So when he stumbles upon the presence of a sweet fragile girl and finds out that she's his mate, he did one thing to make her his — he kidnapped her.
Taken from home, Elena is forced to live among werewolves in exchange for her father's debt. She starts a new life in a different world, unaware of the mysteries around her. As she gradually grasps the truth, she learns that the only way to escape is to seduce the Alpha and make him fall in love with her. Little did she know he was her mate.
Dayna had worshiped her husband, only to watch him strip her late mother's estate and lavish devotion on another woman. After three miserable years, he discarded her, and she lay broken-until Kristopher, the man she once betrayed, dragged her from the wreckage. He now sat in a wheelchair, eyes like tempered steel. She offered a pact: she would mend his legs if he helped crush her ex. He scoffed, yet signed on. As their ruthless alliance caught fire, he uncovered her other lives-healer, hacker, pianist-and her numb heart stirred. But her groveling ex crawled back. "Dayna, you were my wife! How could you marry someone else? Come back!"
Elliana, the unfavored "ugly duckling" of her family, was humiliated by her stepsister, Paige, who everyone admired. Paige, engaged to the CEO Cole, was the perfect woman-until Cole married Elliana on the day of the wedding. Shocked, everyone wondered why he chose the "ugly" woman. As they waited for her to be cast aside, Elliana stunned everyone by revealing her true identity: a miracle healer, financial mogul, appraisal prodigy, and AI genius. When her mistreatment became known, Cole revealed Elliana's stunning, makeup-free photo, sending shockwaves through the media. "My wife doesn't need anyone's approval."
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town's richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. "Way to go, honey!"
Kyra caressed her growing belly-she was finally pregnant with her best friend Nathan's child after three years of marriage. But when she returned home with the happy news, her Alpha husband was on his knees, begging her to end their bond. "Sophia is back," Nathan's voice raw with guilt. "My fated mate." Heartbroken, Kyra agreed to dissolve their union, hiding her pregnancy to avoid burdening him. Yet when she tried to leave, Nathan refused to let go. "Can't we at least stay friends?" She wrenched her wrist free. "You lost that right." Nathan didn't understand these feelings until Kyra was gone and then he knew this wasn't just friendship. This was love. And he'd fight to get her back. Then he appeared-Kieran, Kyra's stepbrother and the infamous Alpha from Raven Shadow Pack. He kept her captive, craving every inch of her. "We're siblings,"Kyra gasped. His teeth scraped the mating mark on her neck as he growled."'Not by blood.Run from him all you want, little wolf. But you belong to me now." Trapped between two impossible loves-where does Kyra truly belong?
He backed her against the wall, his voice a low growl. "Don't call me uncle." A teasing smirk touched her lips. "I gave you everything," she whispered. "But you said I was your partner's daughter. That it could never work. The choice was always yours." Prince Mathew's hand cradled her throat, his dominance a palpable force. "The age gap is nothing! only a few years. I am not your uncle." The fear of losing her shattered his control. His mouth crashed down on hers in a searing, desperate kiss. His mind screamed that she was forbidden, but his body craved her, and his wolf demanded to claim its mate. With a final surrender, he pressed his teeth to her neck, marking her forever. "You are mine," he vowed possessively. "Only mine." As a billionaire hiding his identity as the next Alpha King, control was his currency. He never expected to fall for his best friend's rebellious daughter. One night was a mistake. A second was a betrayal. But claiming her as his mate? That was a risk he was finally willing to take.
Trigger/Content Warning: This story contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult audiences(18+). Reader discretion is advised. It includes elements such as BDSM dynamics, explicit sexual content, toxic family relationships, occasional violence and strong language. This is not a fluffy romance. It is intense, raw and messy, and explores the darker side of desire. ***** "Take off your dress, Meadow." "Why?" "Because your ex is watching," he said, leaning back into his seat. "And I want him to see what he lost." ••••*••••*••••* Meadow Russell was supposed to get married to the love of her life in Vegas. Instead, she walked in on her twin sister riding her fiance. One drink at the bar turned to ten. One drunken mistake turned into reality. And one stranger's offer turned into a contract that she signed with shaking hands and a diamond ring. Alaric Ashford is the devil in a tailored Tom Ford suit. Billionaire CEO, brutal, possessive. A man born into an empire of blood and steel. He also suffers from a neurological condition-he can't feel. Not objects, not pain, not even human touch. Until Meadow touches him, and he feels everything. And now he owns her. On paper and in his bed. She wants him to ruin her. Take what no one else could have. He wants control, obedience... revenge. But what starts as a transaction slowly turns into something Meadow never saw coming. Obsession, secrets that were never meant to surface, and a pain from the past that threatens to break everything. Alaric doesn't share what's his. Not his company. Not his wife. And definitely not his vengeance.
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