Mira found herself sold to her greatest enemies, who turned out to be her mates. She never expected to feel so much desire toward them, battling the bond while uncovering secrets that would shatter her world. The Lycan brothers-Rowan, Damien, Lucian, and Kai-are cursed, and the only cure lies in Mira's death. But how can they sacrifice the one woman they're bound to love?
Mira Point of View.
I couldn't stop shaking. My father, Anton, stood by the carriage with his arms crossed, his sharp eyes daring me to protest.
I wouldn't, though. I never did. He had already made up his mind, and I couldn't change it.
"You're going to do this, Mira," he said coldly. "You are my child and It's your duty to this family."
Duty.
That word stung like a whip. What duty did I owe to a man who had hated me all my life?
I swallowed hard, trying to steady my voice. "You're selling me like I'm... cattle. Is this the duty you talk about?" I asked, holding back not to scream into his face.
"You should be grateful," he snapped. "The Lycan Kings are the most powerful beings in the realm. You'll live like a queen there, and they'll want nothing from you except children. You'll have a purpose in their lives."
Purpose.
My nails dug into my palms. I wanted to scream, to fight back, but I held my tongue.
"If you say no, Mira," he continued, his voice dropping, "you'll be condemning your family to ruin. You'll lose the chance of revenging your mother's death, and we'll have nothing. Is that what you want?"
"No," I whispered.
"Good." He opened the carriage door and gestured for me to climb in. "Do as you're told, and you might even come to like it there."
I climbed into the carriage without another word, staring straight ahead as the horses began to move.
The journey felt like it lasted forever. The wheels of the carriage creaked, and the forest blurred past me. I didn't know what the Lycan Kings' castle would look like, but I imagined it as a cold, dark fortress, fitting for monsters like them.
I rubbed my hands together to stop them from shaking. "You can do this," I whispered to myself. "You have to."
When the carriage stopped, my heart raced.
The door swung open, and a tall man with sharp features and piercing eyes stood there. His dark clothes and stern expression told me he was someone important.
"You must be Mira," he said in a deep voice.
"Yes," I replied, trying to sound braver than I felt.
"I'm Darius, the Kings' steward. Follow me."
I stepped out, and my legs wobbled beneath me. The castle wasn't dark at all. It was massive, with high stone walls, golden gates, and gardens that stretched as far as I could see. But it didn't feel welcoming.
"This way," Darius said, leading me through the gates.
The servants we passed didn't meet my eyes. The air felt heavy, and every step made my heart beat louder in my chest.
"They're waiting for you in the throne room," Darius said, stopping in front of large double doors.
I nodded, my throat too dry to speak. He pushed the doors open, and I stepped inside.
The throne room was grand, with high ceilings and chandeliers that sparkled like stars. Four thrones sat at the end of the room, and on each throne sat a man. No, not men. Lycans.
My knees nearly gave out as I stared at them.
The first one had hair as dark as midnight, with sharp features and cold eyes that seemed to pierce right through me. He sat with an air of authority, his posture stiff and commanding.
The second one was blond, his golden hair falling over his forehead. He looked calmer, but his eyes held a dangerous glint, like a predator watching its prey.
The third had hair as red as fire, his expression hard and unreadable. His arms were crossed, his muscles tense as he leaned back in his throne.
The last one was silver-haired, his icy eyes fixed on me. He didn't look away, not even for a second, and it felt like he could see every secret I was hiding.
I didn't know their names, but I felt it.
The bond.
The pull.
It hit me like a storm, making my chest tighten and my skin burn.
No. No, no, no.
This couldn't be happening.
"Step forward," the dark-haired one commanded, his voice like a low growl.
I forced my legs to move, each step heavier than the last. When I was close enough, he stood, towering over me.
"You're the one your father sent to us?"
"Yes," I whispered, unable to meet his eyes.
"What's your name?"
"Mira."
The blond one leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. "She's human. Are you sure she's the one?"
"She's the one," the silver-haired one said, his voice cold but certain.
The red-haired one tilted his head, studying me like I was a puzzle he couldn't solve. "She doesn't look like much."
Heat rose to my cheeks, but I bit my tongue. I couldn't lose control, not now.
"What's your purpose here, Mira?" the blond one asked.
"My father sent me," I said carefully. "He said it's my duty to... to give you what you need."
The red-haired one smirked. "She doesn't look happy about it."
"She doesn't have to be," the silver-haired one said coldly.
The dark-haired one stepped closer, his eyes locked on mine. His presence was overwhelming, and the bond only made it worse.
"You'll do as you're told," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "And if you don't..."
He didn't finish the sentence. He didn't have to.
Tears pricked my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I needed to stay strong, to keep my head down. If I was going to survive here, I couldn't let them see how much I hated them.
I clenched my fists, forcing myself to meet his gaze. "I understand."
The dark-haired one's lips curled into a cruel smile. "Good."
But as he leaned closer, the bond burned hotter, pulling me toward him, toward all of them.
I couldn't breathe. I couldn't move.
And deep down, I knew my life would never be the same.
"They were my fucking "MATES!"
"Turn around," he ordered once more, his voice Stern. When she still didn't move, he took matters into his own hands. Before she could react, he reached out, gripping her shoulders firmly. With a single, fluid motion, he turned her around to face him. Her eyes shot open in horror, and her gaze immediately locked onto his face, refusing to drift lower to his cock. "Say what you need to say," he demanded, his dark eyes boring into hers. "I..." Alessia's voice faltered as she struggled to find the words. Her lips parted, but no sound came out. Enzo's patience finally snapped. Without warning, he leaned down and captured her lips with his, the suddenness of the act leaving her completely stunned. Her eyes widened in shock as his mouth moved against hers, his kiss demanding and possessive. It wasn't until her brain caught up with what was happening that she managed to pull back, her breathing ragged. "What are you doing?!" she gasped, her voice high and shaky. Enzo's expression was unreadable, but his grip on her didn't loosen. "I'm claiming what's mine," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. ~~~~ Alessia Salvatore was being chased by her captors who happened to be the workers of her father's debtor. They had killed her father in front of her and took her in as captive. Luckily, she was able to escape at night and was rescued by Enzo Vittorio- The wealthiest dark, dangerous, mysterious mafia leader of the underground world. He was her SAVIOR and in return, he demanded she become his mistress or he would toss her back into the streets for her captors to devour her!
Dark, frigid eyes look back into hers. She flinched and moved her eyes over the floor to avoid his stare. How could someone be so gorgeous while still having eyes that were too chilly to look into? Who the hell is this guy? Gosh! Is he a human? How come his eyes are so dark and cold? Mia couldn't stop thinking about these. Bryan Chapman, the Mafia leader and also a dancer, popularly called 'Lord' and immensely feared by his subordinates, took Mia as a sex slave in compensation for her father's debt. Mia had no choice except to dance to his tone to escape further agony. Find out how Mia Donald and Bryan Chapman's love tale turned out.
"I'm being forced to marry the Cruel Mafia Boss." Joanna Smith's perfect life suddenly took a drastic turn when the Cruel Mafia Boss demanded for her to be his new bride. "Do you wish to know why I married a fragile woman like you?" He had asked her, his voice dripping with coldness. Joanna nodded her head, wanting to know the reason behind her marriage with such a dangerous man. "You are paying a debt, sweetheart! A debt your father refused to pay off before his death!" He laughed metaphorically, as though he had said something funny. "You are mine now, Joanna. I'm gonna do all kind of crazy things to your body, make you crave me, want more and beg me to F**k you mercilessly!" He smirked evilly at her.
"I'm sorry Gerald, I'm not ready to be devoted to one man, that's why I cannot agree to this marriage," Caroline said and Gerald stood there surprised and dejected. She gave him their baby and left to pursue her dreams. Just then, the baby started crying and he panicked. Caroline didn't drop anything for him, not food, nothing. What was he supposed to do now? This is so messed up. He hires Tiffany Lawrence to become the billionaire child's nanny. Tiffany is an orphan, a college dropout, struggling with petty jobs to pay her sister's tuition fees. Life of Gerald and Tiffany were soon to take a surprising shift and the best and worst times of their lives ensue.
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."
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.