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"So pink and wet ...... My delicious mate," he told me, caressing me with his fingers and exploring me as I moaned. I squirmed under his touch, my breasts bouncing as my thick thighs wrapped around him ...... He held my thighs and licked my slit, I screamed and tried to close my legs but he stopped me. As he licked and tasted, my moans grew louder and I began to writhe. Then he slid into me... "Damn ...... You're so tight." He kissed me hard. I hugged him tight. I couldn't take it anymore. "I want you, I want you now." --------------------------------------------------------- Penelope was the only human in the Moonstone Pack, where humans were considered weak and unlucky. As if that weren't enough, she was a curvy teenager, unlike the werewolves, who were athletic and slender. Also, she was considered a traitor. For years, she had received nothing but abuse and mistreatment. Penelope fled to the human world, but years later, a meeting of Alphas from different packs brought Penelope and Nate face to face. Nate realized that Penelope was his mate, the one he hurt in the worst possible way. Nate was drawn to her, but would she forgive him? Together they must confront betrayal, hidden agendas, and the past that seemed to haunt them.
Daniella was desperate to have a child and the bodyguard assigned to her was perfect to become her child's father. She believed that desperate times called for desperate measures but Marcus wasn't a fan of her irresponsible behaviour. He wanted her apology but ended up getting married to the woman who abused him.
Sakshi shuddered as Randhir's chilling words pierced the air. "Today, you cease to exist in my world," he hissed, sending a wave of terror through her. "Please, I'm so sorry," Sakshi whimpered, her eyes pleading. Randhir, his face a mask of fury, growled, "Forgiveness? You tore my life apart. This marriage was my vengeance for your treachery." "I've come to my senses. Please, believe in me," she begged, desperation lacing her voice. "You're fit only for loathing and retribution, not a shred of kindness or pardon," Randhir snapped back, stalking closer. Sakshi retreated, trapped in the knowledge that escape was futile. Little did anyone suspect that Randhir's vows were born of revenge. "Freeze. You'll not move an inch without my consent," he snarled.
“To be welcomed into the Iverson clan is an honor beyond compare!” a voice rang out, brimming with awe and zeal. Elisa Brooks was thrust into a situation where she had to wed the supposedly disabled CEO, Simon Iverson, taking her sister's place. Whispers abounded that Simon was far from appealing and burdened with physical limitations, but those rumors couldn't have been further from the truth. Elisa was taken aback by his undeniable allure. Even as he pursued her with unwavering determination, all she desired was to break free from this charade of a union as soon as possible. “Mr. Iverson, it's my sister who belongs by your side. Please, set me free!” “No, it's you I want!”
WARNING: Mature Content || R18 Please be advised that this story contains mature themes and strong language. "No matter how hard you tried to hide, I still find a way to bring you back ..." - Azael Amara is the only youngest sister of Azael. They were ten years apart, so she was over protected by her brother. But Amara run away from home after knowing that her brother Azael love her. They are siblings by blood and everything and her brain cannot accept that it loves her more so she chooses to stay away. Little did she know, Azael was following her 24/7.
"STRIP".. ,, HADES said in his bold , authoritative and demanding tone.His eyes held anger and temper which send fears to her. Every Fibres of her body was shaking under his powerful and dominance gaze. She stood at her Place and didn't know how to react on his words. "I said Strip My wife".. ,, This time his voice made her trembled and with Shaking hands she started to open her wedding dress. She removed her veil and looked at him. He was staring back at her with his intense pitch black orbs. "Remove Your Ornaments Too"..,, He spoke when she stopped removing her Wedding dress. She removed her jewellery but left Golden Nuptials Chain Which he tied around her neck. Her glossy eyes were locked with his blazing eyes "I don't have the whole Night" ... ,, Hades voice echoed in the room. Her breathing was low and sweats started to appear on her body. She opened the strings of her wedding skirt and in a flow it fall down on the floor. With trembling hands she again pulled the strings of her blouse and opened the hooks. Now she was in her red lacy lingerie. However ,Not even for a second His eyes moved down and wandered at her curvy body. His eyes were fixed on her eyes and she was gazing back at his beautiful deep black eyes. He stood up from the bed and came near her. She took a few steps back but the wall stopped and supported her body to stand properly. He bent and tilted his head and whispered in her ear. His husky deep voice and hot breath released thousands of butterflies in her stomach. "You're not up to my standard".. ,, He said and left her in the room all alone on their wedding night. His words pierced her heart and a hurtful Chuckled came out of her mouth. Tears were flowing through her eyes but she smiled sadly and said, "My name is DURGASHAKTI, husband and I'm not weak like you thought of me" Story Of HADES and His PERSEPHONE
James Sullivan was never kind to Kara. From the moment they met as children, he found joy in teasing her, in making her feel small, in hiding her away in his room just to remind her that she could never escape his presence. Every time she stepped into his world, he made sure she would leave only thinking about him. But that childish game had consequences.
The crowd was instantly transfixed, their breaths caught in their throats, as two wolves, one seemingly plucked from a winter's dream and the other from the darkest midnight, stood in stark contrast. The more delicate of the pair was a vision of pristine snow-white, marred only by a distinct black dot hovering above its right eye, like a tiny blemish on a perfect canvas. The other, a formidable beast, was cloaked in inky blackness, yet sported a vivid white patch right over its corresponding eye, as if the moon had kissed it. Tales as old as time murmured that such markings were the hallowed signatures of the Alpha King and Queen. Without a moment's hesitation, a handful of the venerable elders sank to their knees, and the remainder of the onlookers, as if drawn by an invisible force, swiftly followed. Alcina's existence had been shattered into a million pieces. The savage onslaught by the Blue Moon Pack had left her pack in ruins and her a captive, doomed to a life of ceaseless torment and servitude. She had long since learned to conceal her right eye, for upon it was a flawlessly round birthmark. The cruel tongues of the Blue Moon Pack had hissed that it was a mark of the devil, a witch's accursed brand, and so, with a heavy heart and a sense of shame, she had buried it deep within the shadows. Xavier Blackstone, the dashing and dynamic alpha of the Red Dawn Pack, a mere twenty-four years old, was engaged in a heart-pounding race against the clock. He had a scant six months to unearth his fated mate before the austere pack elders, with their unyielding traditions, would step in and decree his partner. He could sense, with every fiber of his being, that the goddess had woven a thread connecting him to his mate. Yet, whenever he delved deep within his wolfish instincts, reaching out into the ether for that elusive bond, all he was greeted with was a searing, agonizing pain. Where could she be, his precious mate? What unspeakable horrors was she being subjected to? His soul cried out for her, yearning to find her and enfold her in his protective embrace, shielding her from any further harm. But what unforeseen trials and tribulations would he face when he finally laid eyes on her, a bruised, broken, and battered slave?
"We do not need you in our lives with all your lies and manipulation." She yelled out at the top of her voice causing her to almost pass out. They have an instant connection, one they label as lust, but goes much deeper. He is wealthy, arrogant, rather distant, and emotionally unavailable, or so it seems to her after their first steamy encounter. He practically dismisses and gives her instructions like she is of no consequence. But she is not one to take orders and has a mind of her own. She demands to leave the next morning, though he warns her it might not be safe. She tells herself she never has to see him again. After all, he is a billionaire and she is just a lowly small business owner. It is a case of one and done, her hurt is a matter of pride and has nothing to do with deeper feelings. He finds he has a real problem on his hands. He recognized the well-dressed goons that crashed the gala he and she was attending. They are part of his past, one he had thought was long behind him. He refuses to leave her to defend herself, so he takes her to his penthouse and then does what he does best. He turned on the charm and seduced her. Much to his chagrin, he feels an unexpected connection to her, something he has never felt with any other woman, but with his past coming back to haunt him, she will not be safe anywhere near him. He assumes his indifferent, distant demeanor and watches her leave, knowing it is for the best, but noting the dismay he feels deep within himself. Her surprise pregnancy puts a different spin on everything. Growing up without parents, he has always wanted a family of his own. Now he is going be a father and he will do everything to protect her and their baby from his mafia past or die trying. She is rather feisty, very independent, and not amenable to his plans to have her stay within the walls of his penthouse, heavily guarded and away from friends and her work. Their story becomes a bit of a battle of wills, fierce passion, and deeper feelings that neither will admit. It also includes danger, suspense, and some surprising twists.
Katherine, is a young beautiful were-wolf, her story happens to me a very sorrowful and mysterious one at a very young age of hers. Her parents died when she was quite young. Katherine grew to understand that her parents died as a result of the money they were borrowing for a very dangerous source. The poor girl couldn't believe her parents would loan money from such a deadly source, this gave her more reason to stay alive and get to the root of everything. She was captivated and sold out to a pack, where she was meant to server as a slave. That still wasn't enough, the alpha of the pack turned her into a sex machine. She was turned into a pleasure machine by the Alpha Rex, and he was never ready to let her go. Along the line of the story, something sparked between she and Beta Alfredo, He is a good looking and kind hearted male-wolf. What happens if the alpha finds out beta Alfredo has something to do with his pleasure machine? And what happens when Katherine finds out her family were as innocent as you could ever imagine? Find out in this exciting and interesting book.
"So pink and wet ...... My delicious mate," he told me, caressing me with his fingers and exploring me as I moaned. I squirmed under his touch, my breasts bouncing as my thick thighs wrapped around him ...... He held my thighs and licked my slit, I screamed and tried to close my legs but he stopped me. As he licked and tasted, my moans grew louder and I began to writhe. Then he slid into me... "Damn ...... You're so tight." He kissed me hard. I hugged him tight. I couldn't take it anymore. "I want you, I want you now." --------------------------------------------------------- Penelope was the only human in the Moonstone Pack, where humans were considered weak and unlucky. As if that weren't enough, she was a curvy teenager, unlike the werewolves, who were athletic and slender. Also, she was considered a traitor. For years, she had received nothing but abuse and mistreatment. Penelope fled to the human world, but years later, a meeting of Alphas from different packs brought Penelope and Nate face to face. Nate realized that Penelope was his mate, the one he hurt in the worst possible way. Nate was drawn to her, but would she forgive him? Together they must confront betrayal, hidden agendas, and the past that seemed to haunt them.
Daniella was desperate to have a child and the bodyguard assigned to her was perfect to become her child's father. She believed that desperate times called for desperate measures but Marcus wasn't a fan of her irresponsible behaviour. He wanted her apology but ended up getting married to the woman who abused him.
Sakshi shuddered as Randhir's chilling words pierced the air. "Today, you cease to exist in my world," he hissed, sending a wave of terror through her. "Please, I'm so sorry," Sakshi whimpered, her eyes pleading. Randhir, his face a mask of fury, growled, "Forgiveness? You tore my life apart. This marriage was my vengeance for your treachery." "I've come to my senses. Please, believe in me," she begged, desperation lacing her voice. "You're fit only for loathing and retribution, not a shred of kindness or pardon," Randhir snapped back, stalking closer. Sakshi retreated, trapped in the knowledge that escape was futile. Little did anyone suspect that Randhir's vows were born of revenge. "Freeze. You'll not move an inch without my consent," he snarled.
“To be welcomed into the Iverson clan is an honor beyond compare!” a voice rang out, brimming with awe and zeal. Elisa Brooks was thrust into a situation where she had to wed the supposedly disabled CEO, Simon Iverson, taking her sister's place. Whispers abounded that Simon was far from appealing and burdened with physical limitations, but those rumors couldn't have been further from the truth. Elisa was taken aback by his undeniable allure. Even as he pursued her with unwavering determination, all she desired was to break free from this charade of a union as soon as possible. “Mr. Iverson, it's my sister who belongs by your side. Please, set me free!” “No, it's you I want!”
WARNING: Mature Content || R18 Please be advised that this story contains mature themes and strong language. "No matter how hard you tried to hide, I still find a way to bring you back ..." - Azael Amara is the only youngest sister of Azael. They were ten years apart, so she was over protected by her brother. But Amara run away from home after knowing that her brother Azael love her. They are siblings by blood and everything and her brain cannot accept that it loves her more so she chooses to stay away. Little did she know, Azael was following her 24/7.
"STRIP".. ,, HADES said in his bold , authoritative and demanding tone.His eyes held anger and temper which send fears to her. Every Fibres of her body was shaking under his powerful and dominance gaze. She stood at her Place and didn't know how to react on his words. "I said Strip My wife".. ,, This time his voice made her trembled and with Shaking hands she started to open her wedding dress. She removed her veil and looked at him. He was staring back at her with his intense pitch black orbs. "Remove Your Ornaments Too"..,, He spoke when she stopped removing her Wedding dress. She removed her jewellery but left Golden Nuptials Chain Which he tied around her neck. Her glossy eyes were locked with his blazing eyes "I don't have the whole Night" ... ,, Hades voice echoed in the room. Her breathing was low and sweats started to appear on her body. She opened the strings of her wedding skirt and in a flow it fall down on the floor. With trembling hands she again pulled the strings of her blouse and opened the hooks. Now she was in her red lacy lingerie. However ,Not even for a second His eyes moved down and wandered at her curvy body. His eyes were fixed on her eyes and she was gazing back at his beautiful deep black eyes. He stood up from the bed and came near her. She took a few steps back but the wall stopped and supported her body to stand properly. He bent and tilted his head and whispered in her ear. His husky deep voice and hot breath released thousands of butterflies in her stomach. "You're not up to my standard".. ,, He said and left her in the room all alone on their wedding night. His words pierced her heart and a hurtful Chuckled came out of her mouth. Tears were flowing through her eyes but she smiled sadly and said, "My name is DURGASHAKTI, husband and I'm not weak like you thought of me" Story Of HADES and His PERSEPHONE
James Sullivan was never kind to Kara. From the moment they met as children, he found joy in teasing her, in making her feel small, in hiding her away in his room just to remind her that she could never escape his presence. Every time she stepped into his world, he made sure she would leave only thinking about him. But that childish game had consequences.
The crowd was instantly transfixed, their breaths caught in their throats, as two wolves, one seemingly plucked from a winter's dream and the other from the darkest midnight, stood in stark contrast. The more delicate of the pair was a vision of pristine snow-white, marred only by a distinct black dot hovering above its right eye, like a tiny blemish on a perfect canvas. The other, a formidable beast, was cloaked in inky blackness, yet sported a vivid white patch right over its corresponding eye, as if the moon had kissed it. Tales as old as time murmured that such markings were the hallowed signatures of the Alpha King and Queen. Without a moment's hesitation, a handful of the venerable elders sank to their knees, and the remainder of the onlookers, as if drawn by an invisible force, swiftly followed. Alcina's existence had been shattered into a million pieces. The savage onslaught by the Blue Moon Pack had left her pack in ruins and her a captive, doomed to a life of ceaseless torment and servitude. She had long since learned to conceal her right eye, for upon it was a flawlessly round birthmark. The cruel tongues of the Blue Moon Pack had hissed that it was a mark of the devil, a witch's accursed brand, and so, with a heavy heart and a sense of shame, she had buried it deep within the shadows. Xavier Blackstone, the dashing and dynamic alpha of the Red Dawn Pack, a mere twenty-four years old, was engaged in a heart-pounding race against the clock. He had a scant six months to unearth his fated mate before the austere pack elders, with their unyielding traditions, would step in and decree his partner. He could sense, with every fiber of his being, that the goddess had woven a thread connecting him to his mate. Yet, whenever he delved deep within his wolfish instincts, reaching out into the ether for that elusive bond, all he was greeted with was a searing, agonizing pain. Where could she be, his precious mate? What unspeakable horrors was she being subjected to? His soul cried out for her, yearning to find her and enfold her in his protective embrace, shielding her from any further harm. But what unforeseen trials and tribulations would he face when he finally laid eyes on her, a bruised, broken, and battered slave?
"We do not need you in our lives with all your lies and manipulation." She yelled out at the top of her voice causing her to almost pass out. They have an instant connection, one they label as lust, but goes much deeper. He is wealthy, arrogant, rather distant, and emotionally unavailable, or so it seems to her after their first steamy encounter. He practically dismisses and gives her instructions like she is of no consequence. But she is not one to take orders and has a mind of her own. She demands to leave the next morning, though he warns her it might not be safe. She tells herself she never has to see him again. After all, he is a billionaire and she is just a lowly small business owner. It is a case of one and done, her hurt is a matter of pride and has nothing to do with deeper feelings. He finds he has a real problem on his hands. He recognized the well-dressed goons that crashed the gala he and she was attending. They are part of his past, one he had thought was long behind him. He refuses to leave her to defend herself, so he takes her to his penthouse and then does what he does best. He turned on the charm and seduced her. Much to his chagrin, he feels an unexpected connection to her, something he has never felt with any other woman, but with his past coming back to haunt him, she will not be safe anywhere near him. He assumes his indifferent, distant demeanor and watches her leave, knowing it is for the best, but noting the dismay he feels deep within himself. Her surprise pregnancy puts a different spin on everything. Growing up without parents, he has always wanted a family of his own. Now he is going be a father and he will do everything to protect her and their baby from his mafia past or die trying. She is rather feisty, very independent, and not amenable to his plans to have her stay within the walls of his penthouse, heavily guarded and away from friends and her work. Their story becomes a bit of a battle of wills, fierce passion, and deeper feelings that neither will admit. It also includes danger, suspense, and some surprising twists.
Katherine, is a young beautiful were-wolf, her story happens to me a very sorrowful and mysterious one at a very young age of hers. Her parents died when she was quite young. Katherine grew to understand that her parents died as a result of the money they were borrowing for a very dangerous source. The poor girl couldn't believe her parents would loan money from such a deadly source, this gave her more reason to stay alive and get to the root of everything. She was captivated and sold out to a pack, where she was meant to server as a slave. That still wasn't enough, the alpha of the pack turned her into a sex machine. She was turned into a pleasure machine by the Alpha Rex, and he was never ready to let her go. Along the line of the story, something sparked between she and Beta Alfredo, He is a good looking and kind hearted male-wolf. What happens if the alpha finds out beta Alfredo has something to do with his pleasure machine? And what happens when Katherine finds out her family were as innocent as you could ever imagine? Find out in this exciting and interesting book.