Novelas web de Familial Bond e historias de Dominant ambientadas en Second Chance

It began with blood. The first rogue attack left the Hollow Moon Pack in ruins, its warriors slaughtered, its Alpha gravely wounded, and its heir, Silver White, desperate enough to cross into forbidden rogue territory in search of help. That’s where she met him. Arthur, the untamed Alpha of the Rogues, was born unwanted, raised in ash, and crowned in blood. He didn’t trust pack wolves. He didn’t believe in mates. And he certainly didn’t want her. But the moment her scent hit him like wildfire laced with moonlight, the bond snapped into place. And Arthur shattered it. Coldly. Publicly. Without hesitation. “You’re not mine,” he said. “You never will be.”

"Is this about revenge? Because I didn't wait for you to go off with your fling?" He murmurs something I didn't catch. "You want my help, princess?" he asks calmly. "Fine. Marry me." “…What?” “You heard me.” I let out a short laugh. “You’re insane.” “You give me seventy days.” I swallow hard, my heart pounding in my ears. "Seventy days of what?" His gaze drops briefly to my lips, then back to my eyes. “Of you,” he says. "I want you available to me. Whenever and wherever," he says, his voice thick. "In my bed, outside of it... you belong to me. For..." Aria never thought she would owe Noah anything but her hands were tied as her son’s life depended on him. Four years ago, her boyfriend chose her step-sister over her, announcing their engagement to the public while she was forced to remain hidden for more than seven years because of his career. Heartbroken, she left everything behind, started a new life in another country, building her designer brand into something successful and in demand. She believed the past was gone for good. Until her son fell critically ill. With no matching donor and no other option, Aria returned to the past she never wanted to face again. To Noah. Her ex-boyfriend’s best friend. Now one of the most powerful and desired men in the world. A man who always looked at her like she belonged to him. A man whose emotions toward her were always hot and cold—dangerous and unpredictable. He agreed to help her… but not without an ultimatum.

She was brought in as a maid. She left as a ghost. Lara was seven years old when she adopted to the Wildfang wolf clan with nothing — no family and no wolf. Until the Alpha's son sat beside her one day and said, "I will protect you." She believed him and that was her first mistake. Years later, the wolf shaman declared Lara was Lucien's destined mate. His Luna, which was chosen by the moon goddess herself and so they got married. But Lucien never believed it was real. To him, Lara was a former maid with no wolf and no status who had used a prophecy as a ladder to climb above her place. So he kept her close enough to call her Luna and far enough away to make sure she felt every inch of that distance in a cold and dismissive manner. When Lara discovers she is pregnant, she thinks for just one moment that maybe this changes things. Until she overhears Lucien ordering the doctor to terminate it. She didn't scream, rather she made an impromptu decision. So, she left. What neither of them knows yet is that Lara was never an orphan and not a nobody they all agreed she was. She is the long-lost daughter of Alpha Darius Rowan — the most powerful Alpha of the Moon Shade wolf clan, who has been searching for her for over twenty years. The woman who walked out of Wildfang with nothing walks back into a legacy that was always hers. And six years from now, when the Alpha conclave brings them face to face again, Lucien will be standing across the room preparing a gift for the mysterious new female Alpha everyone is talking about. He has no idea who she is.

Our gaze locks studying me like he's trying to piece something together. My breath catches in my throat. There's a deep, jagged scar that runs from beneath his left eye down to just under his ear. Instead of making him look rough, it only adds to his untamed, dangerous sex appeal. My eyes drift lower, down to his neck. A dragon tattoo. The moment I see it, my body tenses. He didn't flinch under my stare. He is breathtaking-mysterious, dark, and dangerously sexy. Every inch of him radiates strength, from his broad shoulders to the way his muscles flex under his shirt. There's something raw and powerful about him, something that sends desires down my clits I swallow hard, my throat dry. My gaze is fixed on his onyx eyes, so dark as they blend into the shadows. But there's something eerily familiar. "Why are you here?" His voice is low, almost a whisper, as his fingers trail down my cheek, tracing the curve of my jaw with a slow touch. "I... I don't-" My voice is tangled in a haze of alcohol and something far more dangerous. A smirk tugs at his lips. "I know what you're thinking," he murmurs, his thumb brushing the corner of my mouth. "You want me to take you. To make you forget." Heat floods my body, and I can't stop myself from nodding. "Just for tonight," I breathe. "Make me forget." *** Alessia's arranged marriage to Vincenzo is meant to end a bloody feud between their families. But fate twists their destiny when they share a passionate night before the wedding. Vincenzo's contempt for Alessia's recklessness ignites a fiery tension between them. As they go through the dark world of politics, Alessia must confront her worth when her father brands her a "chased bride."