Novel & Cerita Alpha Male Romance

Plus he loves me. “Some would say that you are very special, that the moon has touched you and gave you power like none” He takes a step toward me, sniffing me. He doesn’t get too close because he’s a mated male and I am a female who a male by my side and that happens to be the Alpha. “So much of the goddess touch on you” He looks toward Logan, who has his head raised slightly. His emotions are swirling in his eyes.

ALINA I had thought he was different from that bastard, James. I mean, sex with him was different, but in the end, he was still like all the other alphas I had known since I was a kid. They were only after sex and would pay to have that. Why didn't I see it coming? He probably started drafting that contract after the first night we fucked. To hell with me for thinking otherwise.

First: DENNYJAY—TO TOUCH AN OMEGA Second: TO LOVE AND TO KILL—THE TRUE ALPHA Third: LUOMAX—CLAIMED BY AN ICY OMEGA All three are LGBTQ-themed. To be more specific, THE TRUE ALPHA is a lesbian story. I know, I know… some of you might not be as interested, but I urge you to give it a try. If it’s not to your liking, you can always pause for a while—and hopefully, when her story concludes a few chapters later, you’ll return for LUOMAX’s story. I understand some readers might suggest opening a new book for each story, but as many of you know, getting a new book officially approved can take quite some time. That’s why I’ve chosen to keep all three stories within one book.

That would be Bryce’s job, since I do not think my mental state would allow me to drive a car, and I was not about to cause an accident. “You know... I think you are one of the strongest Alphas that I have come to know in my lifetime. You are physically strong, and emotionally even stronger. It cannot be easy to smile every day, knowing your mate is not smiling alongside you. Just know that we are here for you, and we are not going anywhere.” I cracked a small smile, so small, that you would have missed it if you did not pay attention, and we were off to go talk to the Alpha of the crimson fangs.

At this rate, he was willing to do anything to bring this pack to his feet. Riyan walked over to the bed and sat down. "Have you ever heard of the demon Alpha?" Jett raised an eyebrow. "Demon Alpha?" he asked with confusion. Riyan nodded. "Yes. A forbidden romance between a werewolf and a Demon brought a half-breed to the world" "And you think Xavier is the demon Alpha, why?" Again, Riyan nodded. "We have met hundreds of Alphas but none is like him. His pheromones, aura, chi, dominance, everything is different. He turns Alphas into submissives and today, I was able to confirm it"

My Wolf was finally waking up and she was just as upset as me. "D-d-drink?" I asked again, desperate to be away from them. "Maddox Mason," he said, offering his hand. My wolf whined louder, almost deafening. She did not want to be around him. Maddox Mason, Alpha of the Moutain Ridge pack, the biggest pack in our region. He was almost royalty and if you believed the Omegas who were tittering about him this morning in the packhouse a fierce warrior and single to boot. Everyone one of them yearned to be his mate. As if the Moon Goddess would pair an Alpha as powerful as Maddox Mason with an Omega. He'll be paired with the daughter of a powerful Luna.

The air turns thick, electric, saturated with her slick and the raw, animal scent of three alphas finally unleashed on the one thing they’ve waited four centuries to claim. Valentino’s silver eyes go molten. His hands clamp down on her hips like iron manacles wrapped in velvet, fingers sinking into the soft flesh under Vincenzo’s oversized sweatpants. He doesn’t move her yet—he just holds her there, thighs splayed obscenely wide across his lap, her soaked cunt grinding down on the thick, leaking length still half-trapped in his waistband. She whimpers again—tiny, broken, needy—and rocks forward without thinking. The friction makes Val hiss through his teeth, hips jerking up on instinct, rubb

This was exactly what I'd feared—not violence, but chaos. Dante stood, his Alpha presence washing over the room like a tidal wave. The shouting stopped immediately. "Enough," he said quietly, but every wolf heard him. "We're here to find solutions, not assign blame." "Easy for you to say," the female Alpha responded. "Your mate is the source of the problem." "My mate," Dante's voice went cold, "is the reason we're having this conversation instead of a war. Show some respect." "Respect?" Another Alpha laughed bitterly. "For the wolf whose child will supposedly unite or destroy us all? How do we respect that kind of threat?"

"I ran away during the uprising. There was an odd rule at the Greek Rock. A wolf would be demoted if it mated with another wolf of a lesser level. Before the uprising, I was unaware of that. The female who had saved me mated with beta from a different pack. The news quickly reached other packs. Because one of their parents was an omega, many betas and thetas who were forced to serve as omegas were born betas or thetas. The Alpha would eventually be challenged by one of them; it was only a matter of time. I managed to flee during the uprising when there was turmoil" “Who were the Greek stone pack's Alphas, Amelia?" His baritone, albeit gentle, contained a startling question of suppressed rage

I stood on the balcony of my room, my keen eyes tracking Cassa in the back garden as she snapped pictures of flowers and anything else that caught her fancy. I glanced at my phone screen, where the name Calver Dasotta flashed back at me. Of course, the tattoo was familiar—he was the Alpha of the Dasotta pack, one of the most powerful in the North. They didn’t belong to the union pack, though; the Dasottas had their own legacy to uphold.