Novels by 💦 Juicy Fantasies 🌶️

Anyta's POV(Three Years Later....)So many years since I last set foot in this airport.I tugged my suitcase past security and stepped out of the airport building. The woman in the glass doors didn’t look like the naïve girl who had left with nothing but heartbreak and a secret pregnancy. She looked different now. She was now a successful actress who had built a life for herself in Italy.I had no heavy makeup, just a touch of color on my lips. My hair fell loose around my shoulders. I was calm, collected and graceful. At least, that’s what I told myself.Little three-year old Theodore, the product of my marriage to Everett, was still at home in Italy. I had chosen not to bring him, because I wanted to keep him safe from the drama I knew I would encounter the moment I stepped foot again in the United States.As I waited for my ride, I heard the whispers before I saw the faces.“Did you see that lady?” someone murmured behind me.“I’ve never seen such a charming woman.”“She must be a

Anyta's POV“Why didn’t you pack up earlier?” Everett’s voice was full of anger. “The flight leaves in five hours.”I rubbed at my temple. “I... I don’t feel well. I probably have a fever.”His face turned dark. “Stop pretending. You’re just stalling because you don’t want to leave.”“I’m not pretending.” I muttered.“Pretence or not, you are leaving today!” he interjected. “I’ll drive you to the airport myself, and you’re getting on that plane whether you want to or not.”His words drove the last bit of sleep from my eyes. He was driving me. Him, not a driver or an assistant. Bitter laughter bubbled in my chest, but I forced it down. Of course it wasn’t because he cared, he just wanted to make sure I actually left."Be downstairs in five minutes!" He snapped at me before slamming the door in my face.Dragging myself, I took a quick bath and stumbled to the half-open suitcase. My limbs felt heavy, but I forced myself to fold clothes, stack shoes and shove toiletries into the side pock

Anyta's POV“You’re pregnant, Mrs. Ashbourne.”I stared at the doctor, convinced I’d not heard right. “What?”He adjusted his glasses. This man was way too calm for what he had just dropped on me. “You’re pregnant.”“No!” I blurted and sat upright on the hospital bed. “That’s… no. You could be wrong, right? There could be a mistake?”“There’s always a chance,” he replied evenly. “That’s why we’ll need the official test report. But based on what we’ve run so far, yes, you are expecting.”I pressed my palms against the armrest of the chair. I was pregnant with Everett’s baby. The same Everett who wanted me gone, who couldn’t even stand to look at my face. A divorce and a surprise pregnancy, all within twenty four hours of each other? My head felt as though it would implode.The tears began to well up again. “I don’t… I don’t want this. I mean... I can’t want this.”The doctor gave me a sympathetic look. “You’ll need to collect your report at the reception desk, Mrs Ashbourne."I forced

Anyta's POVEverett.... wanted a divorce?Perhaps I had misheard him. I had to have heard wrongly. Then he added. “I can’t stand this any longer, Grandma.”My stomach dropped. Grandma Jo was here? She must’ve been waiting up, worried about me. And now she was hearing this. She was hearing him throw me away like yesterday’s garbage.Slowly, I opened the door and stepped out into the hallway. I tiptoed down the corridor and stopped at the very entrance to the adjoining room, where Grandma Jo was with Everett.“Everett, don’t be ridiculous. Marriage isn’t something you toss aside because you're angry.”“I’m not joking!" Everett snapped in annoyance. “Look, I’ve had enough of her. You forced me into this marriage with Anyta, and I went along with it because you held the company over my head. But this mess that happened tonight just proves I was right about her all along.”I pressed my hand over my mouth, and my whole body started to tremble.Grandma Jo’s cane tapped the floor. “You don’t

Anyta's POVIf there was a prize for "Most Ridiculous Timing," my sister Siena would be polishing the trophy right now.One minute she was smiling and clutching her ridiculous designer clutch, and the next minute she was tumbling down the grand staircase in the middle of Everett’s family party.I stopped halfway up the stairs, watching her tumble in pure panic. Gasps and whispers erupted through the crowd like wildfire."Oh my God, she pushed her!" someone hissed from the bottom."I saw it! Anyta’s hand was right there!" another voice piped up."What kind of monster shoves her pregnant sister?"My stomach lurched in fright. "No! Not me. I didn’t do anything! I didn't push her!" Siena groaned on the marble floor, one manicured hand cradling her stomach. "My baby…" she whimpered.An older man near the buffet waved his arms. "Call an ambulance!"I shook my head vigorously. "I swear, I didn’t do anything!""She’s lying!" A woman near the bar yelled loud enough for everyone to hear."What

Tiara's POV I woke up still feeling sore from the previous night. I couldn’t shake the feeling that Phoebe and Ryker were both involved in something, working together in ways I hadn’t fully understood before. Ryker, always nearby, his eyes constantly scanning the room. Phoebe, too, had been acting oddly, especially after what happened last night. I needed proof. I had to watch them closely, just as Ryker had once done to me.As the day stretched on, I kept my distance, keeping an eye on their every move. Ryker always seemed to be near Phoebe, never far from her. There was something about their connection that didn’t sit right with me.I had to find out more. But I knew I couldn’t confront them directly. I needed something solid, something I could use to expose whatever they were hiding. They had to slip up. I had to be patient.The sound of my name pulled me from my thoughts. "Tiara," a voice called from the hallway, and I turned to see one of the servants standing at the door. "Al

Tiara's POV He didn’t waste any time. Nicholas stood up and turned to his warriors. His voice rang out strong, cutting through the chaos in the hallway. “Search the pack house,” he commanded, his tone firm. “Find whoever entered this pack and attacked someone under my protection. They are not to touch anyone here.”The guards, sharp and ready, nodded and quickly dispersed, moving throughout the pack house to search every corner. The air seemed to hum with energy as they went to work, the sound of their footsteps echoing off the walls. My mind was still reeling from the attack, and I couldn’t help but watch them, hoping they’d find whoever had hurt me. Nicholas had spoken with such confidence, such authority, that I knew he wasn’t going to let this go.Nicholas turned his attention back to me. He crouched down beside me, his presence suddenly more intense. His golden eyes found mine, and for a moment, I felt like he was looking right through me. “Did you recognize their voice?” he ask

Tiara's POV The noise around me was overwhelming. Guards were shouting, trying to make sense of the situation, but their voices only added to the confusion. My mind was still spinning, still trying to grasp what had happened to me. My body felt weak, and the fear I’d felt earlier still lingered in my chest, making it hard to think straight.I could barely make out the words of the guards. They were speaking to Phoebe and Luna Victoria, trying to get them to back away, to calm down. But nothing seemed to stop the chaos until a deep, commanding voice rang out, cutting through the noise like a knife.“Enough.”It was Alpha Nicholas. His voice, calm and powerful, immediately silenced everyone in the hallway. I looked up, startled by how quickly everything had quieted down. I wasn’t sure how much time had passed since I’d first collapsed to the ground, but it didn’t matter now. The moment Nicholas stepped forward, his presence seemed to settle the air around us.His golden eyes swept over

Tiara's POV I rubbed my arms, trying to calm the frantic thoughts that raced through my head. The cold floor beneath me only made me feel more vulnerable. I wanted to cry, to scream, but no sound came. My throat ached from the cloth that had been shoved into my mouth, the harshness of it still making it difficult to swallow. The taste of it lingered, bitter and foreign, and the fear still gripped my chest.Just as I was about to gather the strength to stand, I heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming down the hallway. I froze, holding my breath. Who could it be? The footsteps grew louder until a voice called out my name.“Tiara!”It was Phoebe’s voice, sharp and worried. I turned toward the sound, trying to focus, but my vision was still blurry. I couldn’t see her, not clearly. I could only hear her footsteps getting closer, and then, before I could react, I felt her hands on my shoulders. She crouched down next to me, her grip firm but shaky.“Oh my God, tell me what happened!” P

Tiara's POV That evening, I felt a tight knot in my stomach as I walked through the dimly lit hallway. The air around me was quiet, almost too still. The house was unusually calm—most of the pack’s warriors were either out training or resting after a long day, leaving the halls empty and echoing. I had been walking in silence for what felt like ages, my footsteps soft against the cold stone floor. The goal was simple. Find Alpha Nicholas, tell him everything, and make sure he understood the threat I was feeling.I was nervous. I couldn’t deny that. But the thought of Ryker and whatever he might be planning made the worry seem small. I needed to speak to Nicholas. I had to. If Ryker was truly dangerous, I couldn’t let him get away with it. I had to trust my instincts, even though everything inside me screamed that something was wrong. My steps were measured, careful, as I neared the entrance to the training ground. The heavy wooden door was only a few paces away, but something in the

Tiara's POVWhat if I was just overthinking things?I had to admit that the whole situation felt wrong, but I didn’t know how to explain it. Was Ryker a threat? Or was I being paranoid? And then there was Phoebe. I couldn’t help but wonder what was really going on between her and Ryker. Was she flirting with him? Was there something more sinister happening? My wolf growled uneasily at the thought, but I didn’t know what to make of it. I couldn’t confront Phoebe or Ryker directly—what if I was wrong? What if I was overreacting?I heard the soft creak of the door, and I looked up to see Nina standing there. Her face was soft, filled with concern, and she stepped inside without a word. I gestured to the bed beside me. “Hey, come sit.”She crossed the room and sat down next to me, her eyes taking in my tense posture. She didn’t say anything at first, but I could tell she could tell something was off. “What’s going on, Tiara?” she asked quietly.I let out a deep breath, trying to gather my