Alpha's Forbidden Slave Mate Novels & Stories

And then I bit him. Not hard. Just enough to draw blood. I tasted copper on my tongue, felt his body jerk against mine. "Sera—" "I claim you, Draven Blackthorn," I said, my voice fierce. "I claim you as my Alpha, my mate, my everything. And nothing—not Kaelen, not death, not fate—will ever tear us apart." The bond exploded. I felt it in my bones. In my blood. In my soul. It was like being remade from the inside out. I felt his strength flood into me. His power. His pain. His love. Everything.

"Why do you always treat me like this? I know you didn't want to get married to me, but can't we be friends?" "I am your Alpha. There was no friendship between us only duties we owed to each other." I protected the pack and provided what they needed and in return, I received their respect and fellowship. "But we would have been mated if you didn't find your mate" "We never did and that means you ought to respect your boundaries or I will have you punished Agatha forgetting that you are Busta's sister" his frown deepened but she nodded. "I know a healer that can help your mate. if you give us a chance she will be awake by....."

It was still there. That pull. That connection. “You’re in my head,” she whispered. Xander’s jaw tightened. “You’re in mine too.” That made her look up. Really look at him. And for the first time, fear flickered in her eyes—not of him, but of what this meant. “You’re the Alpha’s son,” she said slowly. Xander didn’t deny it. “That doesn’t change anything.” “It changes everything!” she fired back. “Your mate is supposed to be strong—important—someone who fits into your world!”

Maybe I should petition a bill to the state governor and demand all pretty boys be removed? If I did that though, I wouldn't be able to look at him, and that in itself is criminal. Dyed blonde hair touches his shoulder. The strands sticking to the cotton sleeve of his shirt, and a sad sigh escapes my lips as my focus shifts to the beauty sitting next to him. Stephanie Michaels is a constant reminder of why I cannot and and will not ever have him. The blonde haired girl curls a manicured hand around his muscled biceps and leans into him. The front of her cheerleader uniform brushes against his chest as she whispers in his ear.

"I don't….." "Oops, I've been mistaken. You can't say no to it. So you'll be my slave ... .do your duty, or else you'll be punished." I was about to respond and be furious with him, but someone arrived and shouted, "Alpha Hadar, it is confirmed. Your destined mate has escaped from their pack and is nowhere to be found." I blinked twice, oblivious to what that man who arrived meant to be. 'Does this ruthless Alpha still have a destined mate? And who is it, who escaped?'

I suddenly get the overwhelming feeling of frustration and hatred again, and I look around the room to find three sets of eyes staring at me intently. Uncomfortable with the feeling coming off of them, I link Zion, Who is having a conversation with Alpha Mathew. He turns to look at the group staring at us, Raising his glass to them with his signature, half-cocked smile. But the look in his eyes said he was ready to rip them apart. "It's crazy how much that look in his eyes turns me on," Dosha says, and I agree completely. "Forgive me, my King, But I noticed Alpha Max and his son were here with their mates as well. Have you heard the rumors of them keeping slaves?" Alpha Mathew asks Zion, who

“Not after what you’ve done. I’m the Alpha. It doesn’t matter what I…what I might want.” I bit my lip so hard it drew blood. I wouldn’t let myself be swayed by his words; his actions – refusing to believe me, keeping me a slave – spoke far more loudly. In a whisper, as if he was ashamed to say it loudly, Andreas told me, “To atone for your crimes, you must remain a slave of this pack. And you’re right – an Alpha’s mate can’t be an enslaved traitor. I’ll swear all the witnesses from tonight to absolute secrecy, so this doesn’t get out. The pack can never know that you’re my second chance.”

The Alpha’s decree hung in the clearing like a noose. Emilia could hardly breathe. Her chest heaved, the bond burning hot and painful, stretched taut between her and Damien like a chain being pulled apart. “You will wed Selene Stormfang,” Marcus thundered, his silver aura crushing the air, pressing Emilia flat to the ground. His gaze cut to her, sharp as knives. “And you—maid—you will forget this bond, or you will be broken beneath it.”

"He is..." "A Tribrid?!" Martha completed and I gasped. Watch out for THE TRIBID ALPHA (The Alpha with three mates) Thank you all for giving this book a chance. This is solely written by me, Honeybeehive Books from this series Demoted To An Omega (completed) Alpha's Slut Mate(completed) The Tribrid Alpha (Coming Soon) Second Chance, Mate! (Coming Soon) Mated To The Alpha Called Legend. (Coming Soon) All these books are standalone but you might want to read them to understand their origin.

Lucifer Alpha's Slave is a Dark romance novel intended for adults readers only. This book has a villainous heroes, enemies to lovers, angst, and explicit/ intense/ kinky-forced situations. If you're looking for a sweet romance, then this book is NOT for you. *********************** Exempt from the story ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You should have knelt down when I asked you to. You shouldn't have challenged me but you did. Now, you will see my warth." "I am begging you, stop this." she tried again, maybe he will change his mind. It wasn't her fault she couldn't bow down to him. She just can't.