ログインThe Alpha’s Forbidden NunWinter Hardy’s POVImagine your body betraying you in the worst possible way… right when you need your faith the most.That was the moment everything changed.That morning started like any other — until it didn’t.I was hurrying through the narrow service hallway, arms straining under the weight of a large basket filled with fresh linens and towels for the master’s private wing. The mansion was quiet, and I was focused on finishing my tasks quickly so I could return to the safety of routine.Then I turned the corner and walked straight into a solid wall of heat and muscle.The basket slipped from my hands, scattering linens across the floor. Strong, large hands caught me instantly; one gripping my waist, the other pressing against my lower back, pulling me firmly against a hard, powerful body so I wouldn’t fall.It was him.Master Sylvan Van Dalen.His scent hit me like a physical force: dark sandalwood, spicy warmth, and something deeply masculine that made
The Alpha’s Forbidden NunVan Dalen’s POVWhat if the one person who could break you walked into your life by accident… and now lives under your roof every single day?That was the nightmare I was living.It had been several days since that morning in my bedroom, but the memory of Winter Hardy refused to fade. I hadn’t seen her since. I made sure of it. I left the mansion before dawn and returned long after midnight. I used side entrances. I avoided every hallway where she might be working.Because if I saw her again, I wasn’t sure my control would hold.My wolf was slowly going insane.Mate. Mine. Need her.The bond was growing stronger with every passing hour. Her scent lingered in the air of the private wing — soft vanilla, warm linen, and that sweet, untouched purity that made my body ache. Sometimes I would catch the faintest trace of it in the hallway and my cock would harden instantly, my muscles tensing with the urge to hunt her down.I hated how much power she had over me wit
The Alpha’s Forbidden Nun Winter Hardy’s POVHave you ever carried a secret so heavy it feels like it’s crushing your soul?A sin you didn’t mean to commit, yet it clings to you like shadows at midnight?That was the moment I ran from Master Sylvan’s bedroom.My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. My legs felt weak. My cheeks burned with a heat I had never experienced before. I clutched the empty laundry basket to my chest like a shield as I fled down the long hallway, trying desperately not to make a sound.I had seen him.Completely naked.The image refused to leave my mind no matter how hard I tried to push it away. The powerful lines of his body. The water glistening on his tanned skin. The dark tattoo on his chest. And between his legs… that thick, heavy part of him that I should never have laid eyes on.I locked myself in my small servant’s room, dropped to my knees beside the narrow bed, and pressed my forehead to the cold floor.“Lord, forgive me,” I whispe
The Alpha’s Forbidden NunVan Dalen’s POVYou ever have a moment that completely fucks with your head? One single second that makes everything you thought you controlled start to crack?That was her.I stood there in my bedroom, water still dripping down my naked body, staring at the tiny girl in the maid uniform who had just walked in on me. My cock, still half-hard from the shower, twitched at the sight of her. She was small, delicate, with long dark wavy hair pinned up neatly and the biggest, most innocent hazel eyes I had ever seen. Freckles dusted her nose and cheeks. She looked like something pure that had accidentally wandered into hell.And my wolf went fucking feral.Mine.The word slammed into me so hard I nearly staggered. The mate bond hit like lightning — instant, violent, undeniable. Her scent wrapped around me like a drug: soft vanilla, fresh linen, and something sweet and untouched that made my mouth water and my balls tighten.She dropped the towel she was holding, ch
The Alpha’s Forbidden NunWinter Hardy’s POVHave you ever felt like your entire life was a prayer… until the world demanded you choose between God and survival?My name is Winter Hardy. Nineteen years old. Raised behind the sacred walls of St. Agnes Seminary since I was five. I have never known the touch of a man. I have never tasted freedom. And until three weeks ago, I truly believed I was destined to become a reverend sister, to live a life of purity, service, and devotion.But God sometimes tests us in ways we never expect.I knelt in the small chapel, rosary beads slipping through my fingers as I whispered the familiar prayers. The scent of incense and old wood surrounded me like a comforting embrace. This place had been my home, my sanctuary, my everything. The only world I had ever known.“Lord, give me strength,” I whispered, forehead pressed to the cool stone floor. “Help me carry this cross You have placed before me.”My father was dying.He had been sick for years, his bod
Chapter 1 Van Dalen’s POVYou think you know what real hunger feels like?Try living every single day with a beast inside you that demands to be fed morning, afternoon, and night. A fire that never dies. A need so deep it controls your every thought.My name is Sylvan Van Dalen. Alpha of the strongest pack in the region. Billionaire. And a man completely ruled by his cock.I woke up this morning the same way I wake up most mornings with warm, eager mouths already working me.Two girls were on their knees between my spread thighs. The blonde had my heavy balls in her mouth, sucking gently, while the redhead bobbed on my thick shaft, trying her best to take me deeper. Behind me, the brunette had her face buried between my ass cheeks, her tongue working my hole like a desperate slut.“Fuck… that’s it,” I groaned with a sleepy and lust voice. I reached down and fisted the redhead’s hair, forcing more of my cock down her throat until she gagged beautifully.I didn’t bother with foreplay o
Seducing the AlphaAzalea~The Velvet Eclipse Club was buried deep in the mountain side, a den of red lights, heavy bass, and crazy wolves who came here to hunt or be hunted. I stepped inside feeling like both prey and predator, my heart racing faster, but I held still.The short black dress I wor
Seducing the AlphaRoman~The moment Azalea pushed that door open, I should have stopped.But I didn’t.I kept fucking the woman bent over my desk harder, eyes locked on the only woman who had ever managed to crawl under my skin. Azalea stood frozen in the doorway in her new tight clothes, looking
Seducing the AlphaAzalea~I woke up with my cheek stuck to the cold leather of the small couch in the secretary’s antechamber, the torn dress from last night still damp and clinging to my skin like a punishment I couldn’t escape.My body hurt in ways I didn’t want to name. A deep, throbbing ache
Seducing the AlphaRoman~The heavy door to my penthouse at the top of Thorin Tower slammed shut with a sound that echoed through the empty space like a gunshot. I didn’t turn on the lights. I didn’t need them. The storm outside provided enough through the windows. Flashes of lightning illuminate







