A Dose Of Pretty Poison

Lorsque je regardais le lever du soleil au sommet de la montagne avec mon fiancé, quelqu'un m'a poussée de la falaise et j'ai été grièvement blessée. Dans un état de conscience trouble, j'ai entendu une conversation entre Barthélémy et le médecin. « Alpha, en vérité, les blessures de Gamma Diane ne sont pas si graves. On peut la guérir sans lui enlever l'utérus ! » « Tais-toi ! Mon ordre est clair. N'oublie pas que je suis Alpha ! Tu n'as qu'à obéir ! » « Ce n'est qu'en lui retirant l'utérus que mon enfant avec Mélie pourra légitimement devenir l'héritier de la tribu. » « Utilise une forte dose d'anesthésique spécifique. Le jour du mariage, je ne veux pas qu'elle se réveille. Elle serait triste de voir que la mariée n'est pas elle. » J'ai ouvert les yeux et j'ai regardé l'homme à la porte. Un bourreau semblable à un démon. Puisqu'il voulait épouser cette faible Oméga, je l'aiderais à réaliser son vœu. J'ai composé un numéro. « Ce dont tu m'as parlé avant, j'accepte. » À l'autre bout du fil, quelqu'un a ri. « La Déesse de la lune favorise les petits intelligents. »

My Alpha Series Book 1 Jude: Despite being an alpha with a destined mate somewhere, I wanted nothing to do with her. After everything I've witnessed since I was a boy I learned one thing, to love is to destroy. That’s what happened to my father and I'll be damned if I let history repeat itself. My father shaped me into the ultimate alpha. One who doesn't put anything above his pack, not even a mate. Elijah his wolf: My human buddy here is full of shit. Don’t listen to him. He doesn’t even know what love is and he's sitting here giving you stupid advice on it. He turned his heart to stone and decided to turn his back on our mate. Stick with me and you'll know the true meaning of love because as soon as I lay eyes on her, I'll give my life to protect her. Yeah that’s right, screw you Jude. Move over it’s time for me to take control now. Davina: A mate? Yeah more like a heart stabbing BASTARD! At least I had my pretty convincing reason to try and kill him. But what the fuck was his excuse? Why not reject me and send me on my way? Why such cruelty? Rowena her wolf: Ok so I know it’s pretty bad that our mate tried to kill us, but on the bright side, his kind hearted wolf stopped him. He'll take care of us now. I know it from the bottom of my heart. You’ll see Davina, we'll be safe again. Two human mates hell bent on killing each other for their own reasons. Their two wolves hell bent on taking control and mating to each other like they're meant to be. Which side will win?

Hermione’s life had been pretty simple, having to deal with the stigma attached to cat shifters, an order of shifters from the cat species considered violent and uncontrollable. She would never have believed that the moon goddess would give her a lycan for a mate! Being a dominant cat made things hard for Hermione and her mate, though the raging passion between them could not be denied by both parties, just when things were starting to fall into place, a dead past comes back to life, bringing with it a vengeful madman and an unhinged spirit, hellbent on bringing forth an apocalypse that will leave two dominant species affected. Hermione has to choose between her mate and her specie. A fight for love, family, and dominance ensures Will Hermione find a way to keep her mate and at the same time prevent her specie from hurtling into extinction? Theme: passion, betrayal, revenge, and love.

Josh: I was focused on my revenge. Practically all of my family was killed, and I would not allow their deaths to be erased, irrelevant and unpunished. I wanted, and would do, justice. I was powerful enough for that, and I was focused. But everything changed when I found Pietra. So pretty, a little shy, and very dedicated. His intelligence charmed me, and his sharp tongue interested me. But to be honest, her body messed with me too (more than it should have). So, I was at an impasse: if I chose Pietra, I would have to give up my revenge. And if I chose to do justice, I couldn't have her in my life. Everything was very complicated, and it got worse when I found out that Pietra was predestined to be my partner. One way or another, at one time or another, she would have to be mine whether we both wanted it or not.

”Mr. President, your wife sent over the divorce papers.” ”How much alimony is she asking for?” ”Actually, she’s offering to pay ‘you’ alimony.” Two years ago, he’d thought her the perfect wife: sweet, submissive, the kind of woman who’d make a lovely accessory to his life. She’d thought him the ideal husband: a handsome, workaholic billionaire who’d leave her alone. She married him, but after divorce, it came out to be a marriage of convenience. No strings attached. Just a secret deal. But now, after the divorce…. “Mr. President, the mastermind behind our competition is… your ex-wife.” “Mr. President, the person who saved you earlier—pretty sure it was her.” “Mr. President…” “I want to know everything about my wife’s secret life, NOW!” “Sir… we found nothing. She’s completely off the radar,”

When I saw my best friend tending to the elderly man upstairs with such diligence in washing his clothes, cooking his meals, feeding him medicine, and giving him massages, I immediately knew that she had been reborn, too. In my previous life, my best friend and I shared an apartment. We were often awakened in the middle of the night by the old man’s cough from upstairs. When I went up to check on him, I learned that his legs were paralyzed, and he had no children or family. Out of sympathy, I decided to care for him. I brought him his daily meals and gave him massages. A month later, out of the blue, the old man mysteriously handed me a bank card and said, “There’s eight million here. It’s my reward to you.” With that money, I immediately went and paid off my father’s medical bills. Later, the old man went even further and transferred the ownership of the apartment that we were renting to me. He told me, “When your father is discharged, move in together. That way, I’ll have someone to keep me company, too!” When my best friend learned of this, however, she went ballistic. During the few days I was having trouble sleeping, she had secretly spiked my water with a lethal dose of sleeping pills. She watched as I died in agony. After my death, my boyfriend, posing as my fiancé, cut off my father’s medical bills and took away the old man’s bank card. Meanwhile, my best friend spread slanderous rumors among the neighbors, claiming the old man gave me money because I had sold myself to him. Half a year later, the two got married and paid in full for a luxury apartment in the city centre. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that very day when the old man upstairs was coughing uncontrollably.

Maria's life wasn't perfect, her father died when she's 10 so she needed to work early as possible to help her mom. Because of her young age, she had no choice but to sell feet pics at 13 just to have money, to survive. Her mother married another man, she thought her life will be less cruel, having another parent to provide for them but it's the other way around. She decided to moved out, to be free from those creepy stares of her step father behind her mother's back. As she moves away, and continue her illegal earnings she met, Jackson one of her longest client. The guy is persistent, demanding and controlling but Maria keep on pulling herself away. She knows her goal, she's not easy to persuade and even how weak she is inside her mind will quickly block every poison that the guy will throw.. even how much money he'll invest to get closer to her. How long will Maria push the guy if her heart is slowly giving away? How long will Jackson endured every push if he's freaking enjoying his stay under the girl's sheet?

"What are you trying to do? Get the hell out of my office!" He yelled at me but I ignored all his rant and approached him on his office seat, having unzipped my skimpy top a little, so that he gets a pleasurable view of my huge , bulging out of it. "If you resist me, I will make sure to leak all your secret doings to the public, so that all can see who you really are. Your name will be on the papers by Monday, and you will lose the respect of your employees. I'm sure you wouldn't want that to happen? Why not just relax and me here and now? These are craving your lustful touch". "Get behind me Satan! You slow poison! You wouldn't dare blackmail me." "Oh really? Remember I still have the tape with me. You just wait and see. Dare to resist me now and I will go straight to the press and media." As he was still pondering on whether to succumb to my demands or not, I got closer to him and forcefully crashed my lips against his, as my huge soft collapsed on his hard chest. Just then, the door was opened and my colleague was standing with a camera, recording our romantic scene.

"W..who are you?" She stuttered, taking backward steps towards the door, heart pounding in her chest. "Well, I can be whoever you want me to be" he drawled, taking little steps till he had her cornered with no way out. "I can be your poison or your antidote. I can be your bane or your comfort. I can even be your nightmare or your dream." With each word, he traced circles on my skin, sending fire through me. "So Kitten, who do you want me to be?" Katarina Richards, a timid second generation finds her world thrown into disarray when she is suddenly informed of her betrothal to the number one business mogul in the state. She cannot fight for her freedom nor can she accept a man she never met so she decides to be brave for once and runs. She runs as far as she can hoping for a fresh start and she finds it. Or so she thinks. She will soon come to realize that she can never outrun her destiny. Or should I say, she can never outrun him? Follow Katarina as she is plunged into a world of lies, betrayal, war, lust, and power. Will she come out of it all with her dream life or will she be pushed into a nightmare?

Whitney. 28 years old. Hopeless romantic. Book worm. Whitney has never been the type to party. She would rather sit at home with a good book and read. Her parents left her a fortune when they passed away a few years ago so she has no need to work. The one night her friends , Jeniffer and Kassie, talk her into going out to a new club that had just opened up, she is bumped into my the club owner, Ethan. There is so much tension between the two of them. Ethan is a playboy who only wants sex. He doesn't do relationships. Whitney doesn't do relationships or sex. The two of them are at a game of who will give in first. Will he give into her and beg her for the attention he wants or will she give in to his pretty boy charm and give him exactly what he wants?