90's Jaime King

SHE WAS HEARTBROKEN…. “I, Sandy Austin, reject you, Alpha Oswald.” Sandy Austin had given her virginity to her mate, Alpha Oswald, only to find out that her mate had cheated on her for two years, or who knows? Earlier than that. Out of anger, she rejected her right away, severing the mate bond between them.  Heartbroken, she agreed to be married to the Lycan King without even knowing what kind of man he was. However, she found that the Lycan King Lucius was her second chance mate…  HE WAS WAITING FOR HIS MATE… Rejected a couple of times by his mates, Lycan King Lucius was hopeful that he would finally succeed this time. All he wanted was a woman to stay by his side and an heir to the throne.  Until he laid his eyes on Sandy, the feisty woman he had chosen to be his since the day he saw her.  Twenty years later, Sandy Austin had grown into a woman who would fulfill his long dreams. There was only one problem. Sandy no longer trusted men, thinking they were all cheating bastards who were all the same, including him.  SHE WAS SET ON MOVING ON… Now, when Sandy finally decided to forget Alpha Oswald, the alpha had shown her presence and asked for her forgiveness.  However, she was about to marry the Lycan King…and forget the pain he had inflicted. Torn between Alpha Oswald and the Lycan King Lucius, who will she choose? Will she give Alpha Oswald another chance or would she settle for the emotionless Lycan King? 

Everything seemed like a dream for Nara, she was going to be mated to the love of her life. A miracle really, especially when it was widely known that she was going to be the first omega ever mated to a soon to be Alpha and her best friend, Elle was her biggest supporter but everything comes crashing down when instead of her man of four years, Xander choosing her as his mate, he calls Nara’s best friend Elle as his wife, rejecting and humiliating Nara in the process. Now things were spiraling into a chaotic mess and a night that was supposed to be a day of celebration quickly reduced into a nightmare and by the end of the night, she was running into the arms of the most notorious lycan in the world, Alpha Rhegan who happens to be her second chance mate.

Milo Petrov ruled Russia’s underworld with an iron fist. For years, I was nothing more than his possession—his plaything, his captive. His wealth and dangerous charm ensnared me, but I couldn’t escape the truth: I was nothing more than a pawn in his game. At just 19 years old, I never imagined my life would spiral so far out of control. He was ruthless, but everything about him intrigued me. The only problem? I had once loved his son, Andrew. Now I found myself torn between the deadly allure of Milo and the guilt of betraying Andrew, my first love. Could blood really be thicker than desire? My name is Emilie, and this is the twist story of how Milo Petrov took my heart and shattered my world.

Synopsis Vera, a plus-size she-wolf, suffers the ultimate betrayal when her mate Alpha Daemon publicly humiliates her by sleeping with five she-wolves during their Moon Ceremony before rejecting and banishing her. Broken and alone, she's attacked by rogues until Dante Russo—a ruthless Lycan hybrid and mafia king—saves her life. When their second-chance mate bond ignites, Vera tries to reject it, terrified of more pain. But Dante has waited eight years for his mate and refuses to let her go. As he introduces her to his dangerous world of crime and violence, he makes a deadly vow: everyone who hurt Vera will pay in blood. Now Vera must decide if she can trust again and accept her place as queen of the underworld, while Dante wages war on anyone who dares disrespect his mate.

Broken pieces sometimes fit together but sometimes they bring the worst outcome Arielle Wilson had only one aim in her life, finish her college and spread her wings far from her father's golden cage so she could leave her past behind but her plans came to an abrupt end when she saved the mysterious man in a dark night or in right words, saved by him. Unaware of the storm waiting for her, she cured the injured mafia boss, Vincent De Niro, the Capo De Capi of Sicily and soon became a pawn in the war of power and greed. Vincent De Niro, the infamous mafia king, saw a spark of light in his dark life when he laid his eyes upon the girl who saved him from dying and vowed to protect her at any cost. Consequences will be dammed when she learns about the dark secrets of his family.    

I wasn't supposed to stay out in the dark, was supposed to be indoors like the others. But being so stubborn, I left into the woods to play with my best friend Micky, my little puppy. But the night wasn't a safe one for me. My hour was darkness, and every single night creatures trembled at the authority of rawl. I found her while she patted her little dog by the back. She was little and innocent, but that has nothing to do with me. She disobeyed the rules, therefore, she must serve the consequences.

David Bianchi - King of the underworld. Cold, calculating, cruel. A man equally efficient with closing business deals with his gun, as he was his favorite pen—a living nightmare to subordinates and enemies alike. However, even a formidable man like himself wasn't without secrets. The difference? His was packaged in the form of a tall, dazzling, mysterious beauty who never occupied the same space as the mafia king.

He slid a paper across the table, his eyes cold. " Sign it." She blinked, confused. "Why?" "It’s our marriage certificate." He spoke as if discussing the weather. "I’ve already signed it. Your turn." Siya froze. **Marriage?** To a man like him? Her? A whore. Pregnant. She looked up at him, pleading. "I-I can be your maid. Do anything. Just… don’t hurt my baby." Her voice trembled, careful, trying to bargain with the devil himself. But Abhimanyu’s gaze was relentless, unmoved. His tone cut like ice. "I want you to sign it right now." Her heart hammered in her chest. "But… how… why me?" She stuttered, breaking. "I don’t want to marry you." She stood, defiance shaking her body. The word **marriage** tasted like ash, reminding her of someone she loathed beyond reason. Abhimanyu leaned in, his smile devoid of warmth. "You **will** marry me. Or…" The room fell silent, thick with the unspoken threat. **The world knows** what he is capable of. "Plea.se," she whispered. Her voice was barely a breath. Siya’s legs screamed to run. But there was nowhere to go. His voice low, lethal. "Listen to me, TweetyBird. If I can save you, I can ruin you too.' His eyes darkened. "Sign it. And you’ll be mine." "Why me?" Her voice broke. ************ Siya laid on the bed on her fours, her hands tied together with a handcuff as Abhimanyu thrusted slowly from her back. He changed their position making her completely under his mercy. As the sun rose in the sky, he uncuffed her. "Scream my name!" He groaned going faster than before. But his pace didn’t slacken at all. He had turned into a needy beast, who was ruining every ounce of sanity left in Siya. *********** ***********

Vivienne Moonborne was born by whim of the Moon goddess Selmara, and heir to the most revered pack in the realm. Until the night everything burned. Her parents were slaughtered. Her wolf silent. Her mate—Silas Vale—betraying her in the arms of another. She was sold into the Lycan slave trade and marked as nothing more than breeding stock for the highest bidder but Vivienne was never meant to be anyone’s pawn. Beneath her skin burns the truth of her birthright: she is the last Silvercrown. A Rune-marked silver wolf born of prophecy and power. Her blood can save or enslave. Her enemies want to control her but when fate collides with fire, a new legacy rises. Rescued by Cassius Noctbourne the ruthless Alpha King of Noctshire. Vivienne is offered protection but protection has a price and love… is the most dangerous game of all. She was betrayed once. She won’t be again. The wolf they tried to bury is back and this time, she’s hunting for vengeance.

"Why did you save me?" Prostitution wasn't exactly the future I'd pictured for myself. But fate landed me in a brothel I couldn't escape, and a life that stripped me of my humanity. Until he came in. The man who looked down at people like they were nothing but dirt and planted bullets in the heads of people for staring at him the wrong way. His name was Killian Morozcov. He came into The brothel and left with me, and no matter how much I pleaded at the time, he refused to tell me why. when he did, though, I wished he hadn't. because killian hadn't meant to save me that night in Vegas...he had come from to save his sister and made the costly mistake of leaving with me instead. our relationship built into something fragile that shouldn't exist and would no doubt, ruin us. especially when we continued to discover how much of it was built on lies. In my experience, I've learnt that you either stab someone in the back or they'll do it to you. Nice people were always the quickest to swing the knife. And Killian Morozcov was by far the nicest man to ever cross paths with me.