Alone Plot Novels & Stories

Mature Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains ofscenes violence and sexual activity which may be Triggering for some readers ~•~•~•~•~ MINE TO PROTECT. MINE TO PUNISH. I'm alone wolf, and I like it that way. Banished from my birth pack after a bloodbath, I never wanted a mate. Then I meet Klylie. My temptation. We're trapped in an elevator together, and her panic almost makes her pass out in my arms. She's strong but broken. And she's hiding something. My wolf wants to claim her. But she's human, and her delicate flesh won't survive a wolf's mark. I'm too dangerous I should stay away. But when I discover she's a hacker who nearly took down my company, I demand she submit to my punishment. And she will. Kylie belongs to me

⚠ Content Warning: Dubious consent, forbidden romance, infidelity, emotional manipulation, and morally gray relationships. My sister finally married the man I've been dreaming about for months. Erotic, shameless, vivid dreams I would take to my grave. But then after my sister went away for a week, leaving me alone with her husband, these dreams feel even more real every passing day, and it feels like Adrian has me wrapped around his finger. I keep telling myself it's just a dream, and Adrian lets me keep believing it is.

After eighteen years of wandering alone, I looked like a tomboy covered in dirt when I was found and brought home. Just as I was about to shower, there was a loud scream in the bathroom. The fake heiress rushed out. She pushed me down before she threw herself into Mom’s arms and cried. “He… He peeped on me while I was showering. He even tried to touch me inappropriately!” Mom was furious, and Dad raised his arm to punch me. My brother was so enraged that he even wanted to throw me out! However, I was a girl! Did they forget that the child they lost was a girl?

GENRE: Werewolf, reverse harem, romance, regret, second chance, fast paced plot, first person POV, fantasy. WARNING: Mature content included. Read if you can handle the heat. “Kiss me, Leon? After you rejected me? After you threw me out like trash? Go kiss your Maya.” Elena’s laugh was bitter, her body pressed against the chest of her new mate, Alpha Kael. Leon’s jaw clenched, his voice breaking. “You were mine first, Elena. You’ll always be mine.” Once a lowly omega maid, Elena was rejected and banished by her mate, Alpha Leon. Saved by the ruthless Alpha Kael, she is treated like a queen—but her heart is torn when Leon returns, desperate to win her back. Add in Zane, the charming Beta who flirts with danger, and Ethan, the dark hybrid with deadly secrets, and Elena finds herself caught in a storm of love, obsession, and betrayal. Four powerful men. One broken bond. One fated omega who holds them all together. Which man is she going to choose?

Deception at its peak: a love full of impurities that stem from coincidence and circumstance. Beautiful, young, and naive, Louisa falls for and warm-hearted billionaire Kingsley Wills, ignoring the precarious circumstance that forced her to approach him on the pretext of being Martha, Kingsley’s childhood sweetheart whom he can only recognize with a unique hand. Their whirlwind romance ends in a tragedy but Louisa is already pregnant. Forced to keep the pregnancy a secret, Louisa raises Liam alone, hiding the truth from Kingsley. Five years later, their paths cross again and Louisa must confront the lies and deception that binds them. Will Kingsley believe Louisa? Will their love triumph? Or will the truth keep them apart forever? Worse still, Martha, who is thought to be dead reappears and wants to have her love back. Kingsley is left between the devil and the anvil. Martha Or Louisa?

Charlotte Riley never thought that one day she would spend many nights in a cold cell surrounded by gnawing beasts that were after her life. She also never dreamed that she would be paired with a young Alpha Mason Helm who was quite the player. To top it all it was her first time seeing a paranormal being, since all her life she had just been a normal human. It didn't get any better as Mason treated her with no respect or compassion for he never wanted a mate who would bring his pack down. All her life she had been all alone, not knowing who her real parents were or why they had abandoned her. Her life was bleak with no shoulder to lean on. Could she ever understand how it felt to be cherished? Or will she keep suffering and remain in the dark?

Crystal Lucario Davenport is the only human in a werewolf town. Her parents were on the run from loan sharks and ended up settling down at a weird close knit community in which they had absolutely no idea was a Werewolf town. Rogues infiltrate the town on a particular night and her parents died in the process leaving her to thrive alone in the town. She grew up hating werewolves with all her might, most especially the Alpha whom she blames for the fate of her parents that night. Alpha Damien Colden is a cold, terribly cold Alpha but a wolf that every female wolf can die for and one that every woman wishes to be with for just a night. He thinks he has lived long enough not to worry about a mate because he has every woman he wants at his beck and call. But when his adviser starts to nag him about finding his mate, he gets irritated at the word Mate. And the Pack Council brings up the issue once again, he hesitantly gives in to half heartedly looking for her. He didn't even try for a long time before Crystal comes into his life. With a tub of Ice cream.

Military training had barely started when my boyfriend, Marcus Sterling, succumbed to temptation with the beautiful drill sergeant, Captain Jessica Monroe. Within a week of the new semester, he and the gorgeous Captain Monroe crossed a line. On a 104-degree day, I was punished with 300 push-ups for being two minutes late. Meanwhile, Marcus pinned Captain Monroe down in front of everyone while they cheered him on. When she injured my stomach, which already had an old stab wound, he shielded her eyes and whispered with dark intimacy, "Don't lose focus. She's fine." That same night, alone in my rental apartment, I found a torn condom wrapper under my pillow. After military training ended, I hid beneath the trees and called my father. "Dad, I changed my mind. I want to study abroad."

My younger brother, Andrew Midler, pushes me off a cliff, and my life hangs by a thread. Yet my mother, Edith Callahan, the leader of the rescue team, only busies herself with checking on Andrew, who has sprained his wrist. I beg in a faint, faltering voice for her to save me. She, however, looks at me with cold indifference. "Your brother is hurt! Why didn't you protect him? And now you're pretending to be weak? Well, you can stay here by yourself and reflect on what you've done!" She turns and orders the entire rescue team to leave, forbidding anyone from helping me. In the end, I die alone in the desolate wilderness. Upon learning of my death, Mom hysterically holds my already decaying body close, calling me her precious son repeatedly.

In my last life, my brother Leo—the heir to the Moretti crime family—stripped our estate bare of every last soldier, all for a Vegas jaunt. All because his new flame, Scarlett, had a jones for the high-roller tables. The Volkovs—our rivals, the very ones Leo had just pissed off—saw their opening and stormed our gates. My mother, Sofia, took a bullet meant for me. Died protecting me. I blew up Leo’s phone, my pleas turning to screams. He didn't answer. He waltzed back in after the shooting stopped, bringing our men home, but far too late for it to matter. Then, the news from Vegas. Scarlett was gone. A suicide note left behind. In it, she painted me as the monster. The one who’d leaked our weaknesses to the Volkovs. The one who'd orchestrated a fake kidnapping and torture plot, all to drive her to despair and lure Leo home. A perfect, tragic lie. Leo read the letter calmly. Then he burned the letter and told me, "Forget it. It's handled." Father tore into Leo for abandoning his post, for leaving his family to die. And me? I was named the new Consigliere. But after the celebration, Leo cornered me in the wine cellar. His face was a mask of cold fury as he pressed the barrel of his gun to my forehead. "This is for family traitors," he hissed, his voice pure venom. "The throne is my birthright, not some backstabbing bitch's prize!" When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Right in the middle of the fire and the blood. This time, I shoved my mother behind me, dragging her toward the panic room. And the bastards who were too blind to believe me? They’ll regret it.