Captured by an Alpha Daddy for Christmas (18+)
Warning: Smut! Smut!! Smut!!! Rated 18.
Captured by an Alpha Daddy for Christmas contains possessive alpha behavior, forced proximity, age-gap romance, plus-size heroine, daddy-dom dynamics, jealousy, obsessive protectiveness, power imbalance, and holiday-season intimacy. Not suitable for readers under 18.
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Dumped a week before Christmas, Annabelle “Belle” Evans forfeits her plan to spend Christmas with her narcissistic boyfriend in New York, and agrees to travel back home to Big Bear Lake with her perfect model sister and her nerdy brother-in-law.
But a funny Christmas wish has other plans for her.
When their car breaks down in the middle of nowhere, Belle wanders off for help and finds herself cornered by a wolf in the snowy woods. Just when she thinks she’s about to be torn to pieces, a massive stranger appears—tall, broad, and sinfully hot, his eyes glowing amber in the moonlight. He saves her life… and then claims her as his.
He takes her to his secluded cabin deep in the woods, refusing to let her leave until she’s “healed.” But the way his hands linger on her skin, the way he looks at her curves like she’s a meal he needs to taste, Belle starts to realize the wound he really wants to tend to is the one between her thighs.
He’s dangerous. He’s dominant. He’s sexy.
He’s everything she wished for when she jokingly wrote to Santa for a “hot werewolf boyfriend.”
Now she’s trapped in his arms, a prisoner to his touch, his heat, his growl, and the wild, wicked love burning between them might just make this her best Christmas ever.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 077: LOOK WHAT YOU LOST It’s barely been two weeks since I last saw Scottie. Yet, it feels like a whole year. He’s changed, a lot, in a short period of time. His hair is shorter and looks unkempt, his biceps are almost nonexistent, his pecs too. He has a Dad-bod now, and I’m not one to judge because, hey, I’m on the fat side as well but… what happened? “What are you doing here... in New York?” He looks around as if he’s going to get the answer in the crowd. Well the answer is in the crowd but he wouldn’t be able to guess who it is. You see, no one will ever look at me and guess I pulled a Henry Cavil look alike. Especially someone like Scottie. “I’m here with my boy—my fiancé.” That’s right. I’m engaged. And that’s when Scottie’s yellow-rimmed eyes dart to my finger. They grow big when my ring shimmers. “Someone engaged you.” He sounds like he can’t believe it. I frown, anger immediately seeping into my veins, quickening my heartbeat because how dare he? “And what do you mean by that? Oh you though
Last Updated: 2026-02-05
Chapter: CHAPTER 076: THE SECRET THAT HOWLS I'm in a really dark place and the only thing I can see is a white wolf. It keeps howling as if it’s calling for help and I can't move. I can't even feel my own body. I keep hearing it howl and soon enough, I realize it's not howling, it's crying—the sound is like that of a baby. Finally, I can move. I weave through the darkness until I get to the wolf and immediately, it morphs into a baby girl. “Baby,” Jaxon's voice wakes me up from my feverish dream. I gasp and sit up, all sweaty and cold. I look at him and he's watching me carefully, his hand splayed on my swollen tummy. My two-week-old pup is already showing. “You had a dream.” It's not a question, he knows. “Tell me. Is it about Kaar?” He pulls me to lay on his chest. I notice he's fully dressed like he just returned from somewhere. I can even smell the cold on him. But his body is warm. “No, no it's not about Kaar. I didn't see him.” My voice trembles as I shiver, rubbing my arms and looking around. “Where's Snowie?” I a
Last Updated: 2026-01-30
Chapter: CHAPTER 075: THE UNTOLD STORY Why do I feel like we're not returning anytime soon? It's a cold morning—thankfully, I'm in a thick hoodie and even thicker jeans—and we're at the airport. And by “we,” I mean Jaxon, me, and our kitten, Snowie. He has our bags, and I'm just looking around the busy airport, holding Snowie tight as she’s wrapped in Jaxon’s spare jacket. “Jaxon?” I call softly. “Yes, doll?” He looks at me, his green eyes searching mine. “When are we returning?” The way he suddenly goes stiff unsettles me a little. “Soon.” He took two seconds to reply. And whenever he did that, he was lying. “What were you writing this morning?” I'd woken up to see him writing on a sheet of paper which he later folded and left on the drawer. I had wanted to say goodbye to Cassie, but he had said not to disturb her. Come to think of it, we’d literally snuck out of the house. “A letter.” His Adam’s apple bobbed. “To my mother and Cassie.” I watched him for a beat, the tight expression on his face w
Last Updated: 2026-01-27
Chapter: CHAPTER 074: A STEAMY REWARD Thwack! Jaxon's mother slaps him and I slap my hand over my mouth, a shudder rattling through me. Jaxon doesn't even flinch and there's no flash of anger in his eyes, like he's unscathed, but I know he's not. I know that slap struck him in the heart. “How could you be so reckless? The sheriff's son!” Margaret snaps at her son, “do you know what will happen if the locals turn against us? Our pack will be an experiment site for those sick government people obsessed with our biology? They will no longer be able to stop hiding us!” “We can protect ourselves!” Jaxon suddenly retorts, his face as hard as stone. Margaret chuckles drily. “Protect ourselves? Do you know what it took me to get the pack back under the coverage of the locals after you caused the death of fourteen of them? Fourteen!?” Jaxon huffs a hard breath, eyes shut like he doesn't want to remember, like his past is haunting him again. “I have carried this pack on my broken back, with the pain of losing a husband and
Last Updated: 2026-01-24
Chapter: CHAPTER 073: THE PUB INCIDENT He’s pissed. Really, really pissed, and it’s making me scared. He’s easily the largest man around, towering over everyone like some giant, and I know this isn’t the time for my pussy to react to her owner, but she’s already beating like a war drum. I still can’t believe he’s here—in the pub. Cassie assured me he wasn’t returning tonight, and it’s not that I’m not excited to see him—I’ve been worried about him all day—but right now, with another man holding up my hand, my dress barely covering my body, the timing can’t be worse. Everyone’s staring in our direction, and I hate being the centre of focus. “Jaxon. You’re back.” I quickly snatch my hand from Abel and hurry to give him a hug before he lunges for Abel, and tears him apart. Gosh, he’s so fucking stiff, like a rock. His body warms up my cold one—it's always so cold at night and it was dumb not to bring a jacket when all I’m wearing is a slutty dress. “Who the fuck is he?” Jaxon rumbles above me. I tilt my head back to meet
Last Updated: 2026-01-23
Chapter: CHAPTER 072: GET AWAY FROM MY MATE Jaxon isn't on the bed when I wake up. Like he'd predicted, I'd slept in. The sun rays are pouring through the curtains warm my skin, it's sure to be almost noon. There's no usual morning crow from the cock, just the birds chirping. I pick up my phone and check for a text—from Jaxon. I'm relieved to find one. See, I'd talked to him about using his phone more and not dropping letters on the dresser like a caveman. I'd saved his name as "Daddy" of course, and I'd helped him save mine as "My Pretty Doll." Now, I can't stop smiling at his text glowing on my phone screen. DADDY: Hey Doll. It's me, Daddy. You looked so peaceful sleeping I didn't want to wake you up, so I snuck out of bed. I promise to be back for lunch and I'm thinking about you all the time. I love you, Jaxon. I press the back of my hand to my mouth to muffle a giggle. How can he be so cute and gruffly at the same time? I reply to his text quickly and start surfing the internet for the next few minutes, c
Last Updated: 2026-01-23
31 DAYS WITH HER BILLIONAIRE MAFIA DADDY
WARNING: This book contains mature content and is not suitable for readers below 18.
"Give me thirty one days to give you the dangerous passion you secretly wish for, let me fulfill your darkest desires and if you want to leave after that, I’ll let you go..”
Jessica Reese gets abducted by the boss of an infamous Italian mafia gang who goes only by one name—Vincenzo, a billionaire and drug dealer. She is kept hostage as leverage to get the millions of dollars her boyfriend stole from him. But then, she becomes the object of his desires and he requests for thirty one days to show her he is whatever she needs with a non disclosure agreement binding the contract. She agrees, allowing him to show her a new world of addicting dark desires and longed feelings. But, when she is finally released to continue her normal life, she finds herself still drawn to the darkness she is now fondly acquainted with and secretly craved for. Maybe, just maybe her life would never go back to normal again but would she be willing to risk that for the greatest passion of her life?
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY: EPILOGUE Luca Cross was buried the next day.It didn’t feel real, standing there in the cemetery, watching his casket go into the ground. The sky was gray, almost dark—like my heart. The rain tapped softly on the umbrellas. Vince stood beside me, holding me firmly so I wouldn’t fall into Luca’s grave as I stared blankly at it.But I couldn’t stop crying. Not once. Not for a second.I cried as I laid a white lily on his casket.I cried as Lola held my hand and asked why I was crying.I cried through Vince’s heart-wrenching speech.I cried while I struggled to say mine.I cried through the prayers.I cried until there was nothing left inside me but raw, shattering pain.My Luca was gone. Forever.How could I live with this?And Vince—he tried to be strong. He tried to hold my hand, hold me up, keep me from collapsing. But he was a mess too. His eyes never stopped watering; he cried silently. His voice cracked every time he tried to speak.Once, I caught him holding Luca’s childhood photo to his
Last Updated: 2025-07-31
Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY NINE: GOODBYELuca was bandaged like a mummy set to be put in a tomb—I could only see his closed eyes and his straight, pointy nose.It was the most heartbreaking sight.I sat beside his hospital bed, clutching his bandaged hand and rubbing an open patch of skin, trying not to cry again. But I couldn’t help it—I couldn't not cry, because my heart was broken into pieces. He'd barely escaped the explosion while the others exploded with the building.The steady beeping of the monitor was the only proof I had that he was still here, still fighting for life. Because my Luca was a fighter.“You’re going to survive this,” I whispered, brushing my fingers over his cold knuckles. “You have to.”He was as stiff as a rock. But the machine still beeped. That meant something. That meant he was breathing.I pressed a kiss to the back of his hand, then stood and walked out of the room. I needed to breathe.I met Bianca standing in the hallway, arms crossed, her eyes red and puffy. She looked up and immediately ad
Last Updated: 2025-07-31
Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY EIGHT: RESCUE ~~VINCENZO~~I sat in the middle of the cold, dark warehouse, my body leaning heavily on my crutches, but it was my heart that bore the real weight. The silence around me gave too much room for my thoughts—too much space to replay every moment with my wife, every time I hurt her, every time I pushed her away when she only wanted to love me.And Lola, my baby girl. Our daughter. My daughter. My tiny miracle.What would she think of me if things went south?I stared at the dust-filled air, thinking about how she smiled when she lost her first tooth, how Jessica would comb her hair every morning and sing her silly songs in the car. I could see it now—Jessica driving, Lola asking a million questions, the sun pouring on their faces.That was what I wanted. That was all I needed.I wasn’t going to let my past take that from me again. Not this time. Not after everything.“I’ll make everything right,” I whispered into the quiet, clenching my fists. “I swear I’ll protect you both. Even if it’s
Last Updated: 2025-07-30
Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY SEVEN: THE TRUE VILLIAN When I got home, the house felt empty, and in a few minutes, I realized why—Vince wasn’t there. His car was gone, which was unusual; he hardly went out, except when he was taking me out for dinner. There was no note. No message. No sign of him at all. I felt very worried, but there was something else that transcended that feeling—my daughter's safety. I didn’t waste any more time. My fingers trembled as I reached for the suitcases in the closet. I grabbed two—a small and a large one. I started in Lola’s room, packing anything I could find that she might need. Her pajamas. Her favorite stuffie. Her little socks she couldn't do without. I threw them in without folding. I didn't care how it looked. I had limited time. I moved to my room and packed up—mostly black. As I zipped the bags shut, I glanced down at my wedding ring on my finger. Shutting off my emotions, I took it off and left it on the nightstand. I zipped the bags and dragged them down the stairs. Every sound made me ju
Last Updated: 2025-07-30
Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY SIX: IN DENIAL The night drifted by and not once did my eyes flutter. I couldn't sleep.Lola clung to me like she hadn’t done since she was a toddler. Her small body curled up against mine, her warm breath brushing my chest as I stroked her hair. She was used to sleeping next to Daddy. But not tonight.I couldn't stomach sleeping next to him with her snoring softly on him.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that list. It tormented me, ripped apart my sanity.I didn’t speak to him after I slammed the door. I didn’t cry either—not in the way he would expect. Not sobs and tears and shouting. The hurt I felt was deeper. A silence that felt like drowning in still water.For the first time since we got married, I didn’t sleep beside him. I didn’t kiss him goodnight. And I didn’t care if he stayed awake waiting for me to come out.When morning came, the deep hurt was still there.I got up quietly before Lola stirred, brushed my teeth, changed into a black top and jeans, and made breakfast. When Vince knock
Last Updated: 2025-07-29
Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY FIVE: HIS WORST FEAR~~VINCENZO~~The moment I heard the front door open, my heart skittered because I knew she was home.I’d been sitting in the living room, the TV running on low volume. I tried and failed to focus on some documentary I couldn’t even name. My mind had been spinning all day, wondering where she went the night before, who she was with, and if things were changing.I dreaded that thought—the thought of her changing, turning into a woman I didn't know, a woman who didn't love me and not my baby girl.She stepped in and paused for a second when our eyes met. Her face looked pale, drained like life had been sucked out of her. Her lips were dry, and her eyes… God, her eyes looked like they've seen the worst.“Jessica,” I said, slowly rising to my feet, gripping my crutches tightly for balance. “Baby, are you okay?”She didn’t answer. Not even a nod. She just turned and walked toward the kitchen like she didn't hear me at all.I jerked forward and followed her as best as I could. The rubber tip
Last Updated: 2025-07-29
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