"I Emma DRACKSON, hereby, reject you, Derek, Alpha of the Blue Moon's Pack as my mate." Derek's eyes twitched, and his fists balled, but Emma was far from being done. "Don't ever search for me for whatever reason. I never want to see you again all the days of my life. If I ever find any of your people spying on me, I will kill them, or better, I will burn them alive. Do you understand what I just said?" She asked when she was done. But Derek was mute. Melvina tried talking, but Emma shut her up with a wave of her hand." I'm disappointed in you, Melvina. So, keep shut." She stated in anger, not minding the murmurings from the crowd. She knew why, but she didn't care.Melvina wasn't her Luna.****Emma, a 17 years old gutsy teenager is shipped off to southern England by her Dad to complete her college studies; a strategic punishment to tame her wild behavior. On reaching there, she discovers that half of the campus population were paranormal creatures, she thought only existed in comic books and novellas. She also discovered that she wasn't really her father's daughter, but was kept by him because of an oath made to a hidden lover. What happens when she uncovers the fact that she wasn't the average human girl, rather a fulfilled prophecy; a reincarnated queen mated to an Alpha wolf. What path does she choose when she is rejected by the Alpha wolf in the face of grueling circumstances?
"Bloodugering Hell!" Emma screamed, moving back ten steps away from the dusty cupboard she had tried to clean, while staring apprehensively at the lone cockroach that had made its way out of the cupboard in response to her simulative clean up process. The cockroach negligent of her scaredy face, scurried back into the dusty cupboard, leaving no trace behind.
Skimming her slender fingers through her deep red hair, while staring at the little opening where the cockroach had passed through, Emma heaved a sign of relief. She tossed the now dusty brown rag on the floor which she had used earlier to clean out the kitchen table that stood near the morphy sink, and trudged tiredly to the window which stood at the far end of the kitchen, overlooking the thick dark forest.
Emma watched keenly from the slightly broken window, at a rabbit which hopped from one forest climber to another. And for a minute, she wondered whether the wild animals left the forest range, to harrass the indwellers. She winced at the thought, hoped positively that it was not so. For she hated animals, snakes mostly. The only animals that had survived her taddy hate, was Claire's dog, and that was because it had saved them from buglary last summer.
Turning away from the uncomfortable view, Emma looked around the messy kitchen and sighed again for the umpteenth time.
"What in the bloody hell am I doing here?" She asked herself loudly, as she rubbed her nose intermittently, walking towards a wooden seat she had cleaned out earlier.
Squinching her face, a sigh of the discomfort she felt for standing for quite a long time, Emma sat down on the seat, dusting her hands off each other. She had no strength to clean the cupboard again.
'No, not after seeing that lame cockroach', she thought, muttering to herself. And so dipping her hand into the rectangular front pocket of her faded blue ripped jeans, she brought out her phone, or her sister's phone rather.
Amelia had slipped the phone into her hands, while no one was watching as she packed her last luggage into the car. And when she had tried to talk her out of it, even though she had prayed earnestly inwardly at the moment that Amelia should let her have it, her sister had hushed her, pointing towards their father while telling her that she would get a new one the next day. In a bid to boot the whippy samsung phone on, Emma remembered that her father had been issuing orders over his phone to whomsoever had this godforsaken house.
The white coloured house, a two bedroom bungalow, would have been beautiful if it had not being left desolate for whatever number of years, she thought. The kitchen needed new cupboards, the sink looked so unflattering with those hideous brown and black stains on it, the plates were broken, and the whole area was just so dusty. The sitting room and the two bedrooms were worse off with dangling ceilings and damaged furniture.
Emma didn't know how to go about them. She also didn't know anybody here who could really do the house well.
"How could Papa send me here?" Emma thought in annoyance.
She still couldn't get rid of the thought. No matter how hard she had tried to, it still kept coming back, ever since her movement to England got real, ever since she got on the plane without nobody following her up.
Although she had always believed that she was adopted, a notion for which her mother spanked her for, the last time she had said it loudly, Emma thought this was way over the board.
This wasn't right. For ever since she could remember, she had always kept up with her father's weird actions, trying to please him, no matter the circumstance, not minding the sacrifice it would cost her. But still, compared to the way he treated Amelia, she was shit. And now this.
"This is the height of it all" Emma said to herself.
"How can he ship me half way across the world for what I did? I didn't kill someone,Jesus!
I just..uhhh!". Emma screamed out in frustration, kicking and shooting out her legs at the dense air.
"How will I cope? I don't even know anyone here.
And how will I clean up this mess of a house that looks like an abandoned drug house?
I haven't lifted a broom before in my entire life! Oh shit I'm doomed" Emma wondered aloud, while chewing on her lower lips, shaking her legs vigorously.
She switched on the Samsung made phone, and as it turned on, she gave a silent thanks to Amelia for removing the lock in the phone. Her sister's obsession with phone locks and pattens still baffled her; she even locked her contacts. Emma smiled a little, she had missed her sister. At least Amelia stood up for her most times, when her mom couldn't.
A message popped into the phone. It could only be Amelia,she thought. Her parents didn't know of her owning a phone now. Her Dad had seized her phone, with the intent to return it in 3months time, when he would visit her. Shaking her head sadly in thought, Emma wondered how he could believe that she could survive without a phone till then.
"Old grumpy" She mused, and tapped the blue message icon.
Opening the message, it read "hey red sis,@british county yet? How's the house, have you checked out the campus yet, I heard it's quite cool..."
" Campus??" Emma muttered to herself, not taking note of the nickname which her sister had called her in the message. A name she hated, and had made her sister quit calling it to her, by dropping spiders in her school shoes in Grade 8.
Her eyes widening as she tried to decipher the place of campus on the text, Emma cursed again for the hundredth time as she remembered, while tossing the phone on the table behind her. She had almost forgotten that she was meant to attend the most prestigious university in the british county.The Lakers University.
She had received the acceptance letter two weeks ago, while cleaning her RMX bike in preparation for the bike race downtown. The letter had at that time, also served as a reality-check, that she was actually leaving Florida in two weeks time to a British county she knows nothing of.
Resting her back on the table behind, Emma remembered the school's resumption date on the letter. She should be resuming on the first Monday of the month, which is two days from now. And so contemplating on how to set things in order, she surveyed the dirty kitchen again and cursed loudly.
Mia, an omega without the wolf gene, endures years of torment and bullying by the Lycan King's triplets. Left for dead after being framed and beaten by them, she is saved by a witch who trains her in ancient magic. Now, seven years later, Mia returns with a revenge plan that could unleash darkness in the world. But a twist awaits—the news of her true identity and the fact that her biggest bully, the ruthless eldest son of the Lycan King, is her mate. As secrets unravel, Mia faces a choice: continue on her quest for vengeance or embrace love for peace. What path will she choose? A gripping tale of power, revenge, and an unexpected bond in a world on the brink of chaos.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
"I, Erika Blackwood, stand before you, Alexander Robertson, with a heavy heart. I hereby reject you as my mate. The bond we once shared has grown fragile, and my soul yearns for a different path. May you find solace in the love of another, and may we both find the happiness we seek." Alexander didn't say a word and looked at me. But he refused to accept. *********** Erika Blackwood is the next Alpha in line of the Ironclaw Pack. She hides her identity and gets mated to the Alpha of the Moonforest Pack, Alexander Robertson. Three years passed, but Alexander is still unwilling to let go of his childhood sweetheart. Erika is mistreated and eventually framed by the same childhood sweetheart. Now she leaves with that humiliation, and goes back to her pack, swearing vengeance on those who hurt her. They all waited for her to return and beg, but what happens when they realize that the famous Ironclaw Pack that was going to help in the rogue war, was ruled by a woman named, Erika Blackwood. Now her Ex mates want her back. Other Alphas want this woman.. But will she accept any of them? Or will she stay independent forever?...
For the whole 17 years of her existence, Alana did not know the word freedom and happiness having been confined in the basement of her family's house accused of killing her own mother. She's beaten, cursed at, and barely survived from crumbs of food thrown at her. She thought this is her final destiny and has accepted the bitter fate of her life not until the night of her 18th birthday, a mysterious alpha appeared at her door telling her that she is the long-lost daughter of the alpha king and claiming her as his mate he's been looking for several years now.
"Leonard Bryant is a man of the hour in Sea City. He has won the Pritzker Prize at a young age, which is considered as Nobel Prize in the architecture field. An architectural drawing of his can be auctioned to hundreds of millions yuan. Everyone takes him as an architectural design talent. But everyone also thinks he is gay because of his frequent refusal of women. Ashley Powell has been taking Leonard as her idol and loving Leonard for several years. For him, Ashley chooses to learn architectural design during university. As the saying goes, "when there is a will, there is a way", she finally gets the chance to work in Bryant Group after her graduation. At the graduation ceremony, Ashley was coaxed by her classmates to test if Leonard is gay. A little drunk Ashley came to Leonard's room, then .... 'Who says this man is gay? He is not gay but a beast!' Ashley thinks."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
"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!