3 Alpha Mates

"We want you to accept the mate bond," Nate whispered seductively into my ears and my nipples hardened at the arousal I smelt from all of them. "Else you won't live here in peace," added Damon as his hands cupped my breast and I moaned out his name. "See, you are attracted to all of us. So why don't you accept us fast so that this can be more enjoyable?" Tiger purred, his hands spanking my ass that my erotic mind immediately pictured him doing that with his penis. Richmond didn't need to say anything for his actions delivered more than his words could ever do. His hands went into my thighs and he rubbed his rough fingers along my clit, feeling my wetness in his hands. "Prishy baby, you belong to us all and I'm ready to share you with my brothers." It was Duke who spoke then, his voice as gentle as that of a dove. He was the one who my heart had first drawn to but at this moment, I felt like they all meant same to me. And I knew that I was doomed without them. **** This is my first book please be nice. You will find errors so be warned. If after this warning and you still go ahead to read it, do not leave any bad comment because it hurts. So many readers love it regardless of it's errors ,so if u are up for it, go ahead!

*Warning* Explicit Content Included. Adults only. They killed my parents. Turned my underaged sister as se* slave. Sold me to a brothel. It’s been 901 days until the soon to be alpha made the highest bid on my auction night. ** “You,”He leered and smirked at us. “Both of you. Get up.” I shook my head, shuddering, “Please… Please don’t–” He grabbed me by my arm and dragged me up to my feet. He grabbed Angelia with his other hand and proceeded to drag us towards the door. Angelia had gone all but silent as she was pulled along like a ragdoll. Her eyes seemed glazed over. My heart raced. “P-Please. I can give you gems! Jewelry! What about lunar flowers? We have them all. If you’d just take us back–” “How are you going to bargain with something that’s not yours anymore?” He scoffed, “Move it. The boss doesn’t like to be kept waiting.” Tears streamed down my face. We were brought out of the dungeon into another section. There were no windows and the scent of sweat and tears filled the air. The man who brought us there shoved us inside and closed the door behind us as a fat, whale of a man turned towards us. I could tell by his stature and his scent that he was either human or his wolf was weak. He chuckled and licked his lips as he approached. He stopped at me first, grabbing my chin and leaning close to take a deep breath of my scent. He chuckled as I recoiled and shuddered in disgust. Then, he stopped at Angelia, tracing a hand over her cheek. “I love the obedient ones. Welcome girls, to my dungeon. You will call me, Dan.”

Zoe Petridis: I had hoped to find my mate on this year-long pack ambassador trip with my papa and brother. I was prepared for what I thought was everything until our trip to the Ironfur Pack in the mountains of New York. I don't need to turn Gunnar and Henrik Kilbourn to stone. They are already made from carved granite. And holy Goddess, they are both mine!? Too bad they seem to think I'm giving up my Beta title to live on this cold mountain just because they are the Alpha's brothers. Gunnar and Henrik Kilbourn: We're the youngest of eight children. Our only brother is Alpha, and he already has a son. So we're less than spare heirs. We didn't care when our brother told us to be on our best behavior for visiting foreign Betas. During the masked event, we both scented our mate. To our surprise, we were smelling the same female… Zoe Petridis. But she seems to think we ought to go to her pack because she's a Beta. The female moves to the male's pack. That's how we were raised.

Ambrosia and Jackson have come a long way since they first met. Peace has been kept because of the difficult battles they have had to fight, but it has been disrupted by her brother. Ambrosia must make one of the hardest decisions she has ever had to make before, she must hunt her brother down and get a handle on the chaos that he is so determined to create, but learns a disturbing secret. She enlists the help of the white witch queen and the dark witch queen. As her new sister in laws they are determined to do what it takes to ensure that Ambrosia gets the revenge she so clearly deserves. Peace is so very near, but will Ambrosias past become too much to handle? Will she be crushed by what she learns and finds out?

My name is Freya. And, I stole my sister’s husband before gruesomely killing her. Wait! Before you judge me, please hear my story. ----- Freya Vaughn was the pathetic fragile girl no one wanted— but when the only man she ever loved cheats on her, steals her inheritance, and sells her into a nightmare, Freya discovers a shocking truth: she is no weak human, but a suppressed werewolf tied to the most powerful Alphas in the land… Only problem is the Alphas absolutely hate her. After being sold to the two gorgeous but rival Alpha kings Ronan and Killian Solaris—men who hate her and are determined to punish her for the sins of her bloodline—Freya is thrust into a world of cruelty, desire, and betrayal. Yet her wolf refuses to bow. Now hunted, rejected, and torn between two ruthless fated mates who refuse to claim her, Freya must rise from pawn to queen, and unleash a vengeance that will burn everyone who dared to break her. Because this time… the pitiful girl has claws and she is back for revenge.

Cassandra Wright is born as a werevolve from her father's side and a witch- vampire hybrid from her mother's side. Her mother killed herself to pass down her magic to her daughter as it is a curse she's been living with. Cassandra's father took his mate's death hard and started to abuse his own daughter. He killed her on her seventeenth birthday and the tribrid was born. Cassandra suffers from anxiety because she can't control any of her abilities and from the abuse she suffered. She meets her mates not one but two. But will they be able to help her control her abilities or will it take over her life and destroy her and anyone who's close to her. What will destroy Cassandra first her abilities or the army her father send after her?

22-year-old Anastasia Sanchez is a diehard fan of the e-book, Bonded: a werewolf love story with millions of fans around the world. When the final pages of Bonded cruelly tear the main leads apart, she is livid! She confronts the author and demands her to write the sequel with the two main leads getting back together. Instead of agreeing with her, the author gives her the task that’ll change her life forever: to write the sequel herself! But there’s a catch! Instead of writing the sequel with a laptop and Wi-Fi, Anastasia is magically transported inside the virtual world of Bonded and becomes one of its characters! Her problem doesn’t end there, her desire to give the two main leads a happy ending is cut short when she finds herself falling in love with Bonded’s male lead, Alpha Hugh Montemayor. Caught between loyalty to her beloved characters and the undeniable allure of Hugh’s embrace, will Anastasia sacrifice her own desires for the sake of the story, or will she rewrite the script of her own heart?

It is blood and water in this sequel as MJ Billings and Logan Parker battle a common enemy. There's no weapon as deadly as hidden secrets. It is a game of cards in this sequel as everyone uses their best card to stay at the top of their game, bullets and dead bodies are only casualties, the real weapon can never be uncovered - the past should stay in the past, and some secrets to be buried forever even if it means sending some people with them. MJ is hellbent on taking the law into her own hands in order to protect her brother, but she also realises that his safety will come at a price. She is willing to do whatever it takes in order to save Jorge from Samantha's clutches, but there's more to the story than what meets the eye, and MJ would like to keep it that way. Logan knew from the day he met Samantha Grayson that she was trouble ‐ and he wanted nothing more than to get rid of her. After the little scare that landed her in hospital, he thought she had learned her lesson, but her retaliation cost him millions and cost people their lives. His efforts of revenge are further thwarted by MJ, and while trying to resolve their relationship, he can't help but wonder what her true motive is as she goes all out to get rid of Samantha. Despite years of unresolved issues, they agree to put their differences aside to protect their families. They believe the past is the past, and some secrets should remain buried forever- but secrets of the past threaten to tear their newfound alliance apart. The question remains: who exactly is MJ trying to protect- Jorge, or herself?

Compilation d'histoire érotiques très explicitee , ce livre est pour un public averti . Le jour où Sofia pousse la porte du bar pouilleux de ce village qu'elle a fui dix ans plus tôt, elle ne cherche pas les ennuis. Elle cherche juste un verre, un peu de chaleur, et surtout, à éviter les fantômes de son passé. Mais le passé, elle lui rentre dedans. Mathéo est adossé au comptoir, une bouteille de whisky à la main, le regard aussi tranchant que les cicatrices qui balafrent ses jointures. Mauvais garçon, brute épaisse, cœur de pierre , c'est ce que tout le monde dit de lui. Lui, il la regarde, et il voit la fille qui est partie sans un mot, celle qui l'a laissé pourrir dans cette misère. Elle s'attend à des cris. À des insultes. Pas à ce qu'il l'attrape par les cheveux dans la ruelle, pas à ce que sa bouche écrase la sienne avec une violence qui sent l'alcool et la rage. "T'aurais pas dû revenir", souffle-t-il contre sa peau. Elle répond par un coup de griffe, un baiser sanglant, et la promesse silencieuse qu'elle ne sera jamais à personne d'autre. Entre eux, il n'y a que des dettes de souffrance, des corps qui se souviennent et un désir aussi toxique que le poison qui les ronge. Il veut la briser. Elle veut le consumer. Et dans ce village où tout le monde les regarde, ils vont s'aimer comme on se fait la guerre : sale, brut, et jusqu'à ce que la mort ou la rédemption , les sépare.

We're both heartbroken. Ella lost a fiancé, and I lost a wife. Our paths crossed when I was trying to move on, and she in her denial stage. I thought we could help each other heal our broken hearts, so I tried to remove the guards I had been trying to secure around myself. And before I knew who she really was, I found myself falling in love again. However, fate always slaps me with its irony. Because I found out that all along, she was the secret enemy that had set out to destroy me. All because I was the one who caused her heartaches — the one who killed her fiancé.