And My Axe Mga Nobela at Kwento

Levrae thought she had been blessed by the moon goddess when she found out she was mates with the man she's loved since she could breathe. They made love under the moon but then she was harshly rejected by the same man. Forced into an arranged marriage right after that, Levrae's life was turned upside down when she married Lucas. For three years, Levrae never returned. But when her father, the alpha, was murdered, twenty-three-year-old Levrae had no choice but to return home. Back to her brother, who now led the pack, and to the man she had spent years trying to forget. To the man who once rejected her under the full moon. Finn, her brother's best friend and bodyguard, was everything dangerous. He was a man who killed without hesitation. The man who once looked at her like she was disgusting because she was his mate. Now the girl he had vowed to protect was a grown woman, broken, and everything he should try to resist. But he couldn't. His mistake had sent her running the first time but he would do anything to have her stay with him forever again. When the biggest betrayal had her broken into pieces, she found herself with the one person she was trying to avoid. He’s her brother’s best friend. Her late father’s loyal bodyguard. And he's the one man she could never have. But what happens when his self-control slips and he finds her more irresistible than before? What happens when their mate bond was never truly severed? When a war ignites and loyalty is being tested, their forbidden passion becomes the most dangerous secret of all. Their love could either destroy them both or save their lives.

When her mate betrayed her with her own sister, Lyra felt her world shatter and her soul burn with the agony of a broken bond. Swearing never to be weak again, she returns with one goal revenge. To destroy the man who betrayed her, she sets her sights on the one man he fears the most: his father, the cold and ruthless Alpha. But as Lyra steps into the Alpha’s world of power, secrets, and forbidden desire, she discovers a terrifying truth while she was planning her revenge, he had been watching her long before her heart was broken. And when love and vengeance collide, only one will survive.

The lovelies only between the couple who done love marriage??? Can’t It be in arranged marriage??     Who said love is only between same-age people?? It can be between any age people.    Harshal Sanghi and Pankaj Mittal are coupled with an age gap of 7 years.    While Harshal is an 18 years old girl who had an aspiring dream for her career.    Pankaj Is a 25 years old and successful charted Accountant. He had his firms.     On their first meeting, she will become his little kitten but, she is not an easy girl to take everything so, so it ended up with a harshal warning. Why did he get warned by her in the first meet?? What made her show her tough side to him??    They both tie the knot with their parent's choices. Will they fall in love with each other?? Will she achieve her dreams??? Will he be her support?? will their arranged marriage last forever???          This is my first book and totally from my imagination. This book had love and family emotions. Let's travel together through their journey. Hope you all will like it and support me.

My husband of five years turned out to be the long-lost heir of the Rhys mafia family. On the day he was brought back into the family, he took our son by the hand and walked toward a million-dollar luxury car with Isla, his childhood sweetheart. Then, frowning slightly, he said to me, “Hazel, I’m only taking Isla and our son with me. You stay here for now. Once I’ve secured my footing in the Rhys family, I’ll come back for you.” I nodded calmly and accepted his arrangement without protest. I knew that even if I forced my way back with him, it wouldn’t end well. In my previous life, I cried and insisted on going with him. Left with no choice, Sam brought me back to the family. However, it wasn’t long before Isla framed me, accusing me of leaking the Rhys mafia family's secrets. According to family rules, I was sentenced to death. When the verdict was carried out, my son shouted at me with reddened eyes. “I hate you! If you hadn’t insisted on coming back, I wouldn’t have had a traitor for a mother! I would’ve had a better mom a long time ago!” In that instant, my heart gave out. Reborn to the moment before my husband reclaimed his identity, I chose to let go without hesitation this time, no longer standing in the way of the happiness he and our son wanted.

While I was tangled with my boyfriend in bed, I heard violent thumps coming from the door outside. I opened my eyes in a daze. "Is… Is someone knocking on the door…?" The man nibbled my earlobe, his voice hoarse and slurred, "Must have been the wind, baby…" In front of my eyes, the comments flew past. [Sweetie, look at the man in front of you a little closer, won't you?] [This is hilarious! The MC thought the contract only works one-on-one, but he forgot he had a twin brother from the very same bloodline, haha!] [Heh! Why just one brother if you can have both? She won't have to worry about going hungry ever again. What a lucky girl!] As my brain worked to process the information, a man's trembling roar came from outside the door, "Hyde, you scumbag! Get out here right now!"

WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE THEMES, FORBIDDEN OBSESSION, EXPLICIT SCENES. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. “Tell me you want me to fuck you with my fingers. Tell me you want to come on my hand like a good little slut.” The words sent a jolt of heat straight to my core. I should have been ashamed, should have pushed him away—but the way he touched me, the rough need in his voice, it was too much. “Yes,” I gasped. “Please—” He groaned, his fingers sliding inside me, curling to hit that spot that made me see stars. “That’s it, slut,” he murmured, his lips trailing down my neck. “Ride my fingers. Let me feel how wet you are for me.” “Yes, daddy.” **** Elara Voss was betrayed by her ex-boyfriend and couldn’t bear the humiliation, so she ran from the pack. Two years later, she’s forced to return. But this time, she came back stronger, sharper… Ready to never trust a man again. Until she meets built-like-a-god of lust, Alpha Damon Crassus… her ex’s father. Damon Crassus isn't just an Alpha; he is a monolith of raw power and refined sin. While her ex was a spark, Damon is the inferno, a man with hands that look like they could either crush a throat or worship a body with terrifying precision. The pull is instant, impossible, and dangerous. She shouldn’t want him. She shouldn’t even look at him. Yet every instinct, every heartbeat, screams otherwise. Elara will discover the pack is no longer the same. So does she. And the closer she gets to Alpha Damon Crassus, the more she understands… Some men don’t break your heart. They ruin you slowly—until walking away is no longer an option.

One week before our wedding, my fiancee told me she wanted to have a baby with her childhood best friend. When I said no, she looked at me as if I were the unreasonable one. "It's just IVF," my fiancee said. "Nothing is going to happen between Logan and me. His parents have been pressuring him to get married so badly that he almost died in a car accident. Now they have finally agreed to back off as long as he has a child. We should help him." I stared at her, my face drained of color. "We're getting married in a week, and you want to have another man's baby? Do you honestly think that's fair to me?" Her expression softened, and she reached for my hand as if she were soothing a child. "Daniel," she said gently, "after we're married, we'll have children of our own too." In that moment, whatever love I had left for her died completely. She was right about one thing: I would have children of my own someday, but not with her. I turned around, opened my phone, and posted a status for everyone to see, 'I'm getting married in one week, but I'm missing a bride. Anyone interested?'

When I was fifteen, I lent my rabbit’s foot luck to Shawn Crawford. Half a year later, his wealthy parents found him and came to the orphanage to take him home. When I was eighteen, I stopped him from getting involved with the school belle who bullied me. Later, the girl died on the spot in a car accident. Shawn blamed her death entirely on me. He prevented me from taking the college entrance examination and ruined my life. Forced into wandering homelessly, Shawn still refused to spare me. He sealed me inside a coffin and buried me alive. When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn to when I was eighteen years old. This time, I would reclaim what was mine, my rabbit’s foot luck.

My mom, Gina Lowry, uses the six million dollars from selling our family hotel to buy my cousin, Harry Sullivan, a villa. The next day, my fiancé of five years, Charles Gomez, dumps me. "Vivian, this is the end for us," Charles says, sitting in the café of a five-star hotel. His tone is so matter-of-fact that it sounds as if he's merely discussing a business deal. The engagement ring in my hand suddenly feels burning hot. I ask, "Why? Our wedding is next month." He stirs his coffee casually and replies, "Your family is known for favoring sons above all else. I looked into it. Your parents sold off the family business and gave all the assets to your cousin, Harry." A chill runs through my whole body as I argue, "That was my parents' decision. It has nothing to do with me!" "Does it really have nothing to do with you?" Charles looks up, his gaze sharp. "You're a daughter of the Sullivan family. In the future, you'll have to keep supporting your useless cousin endlessly. My family won't have any part in such an unreasonable practice. It's simply too embarrassing." In a trembling voice, I plead, "Charles, we've been together for five years. Is what we have less than these worldly considerations?" He lets out a light scoff. "What we have? Vivian, you're 28. How are you still this naive? In our circle, marriage is never just about two people." He stands up and adjusts the cuff of his custom suit. "I hope you find someone more suitable for you." I watch his resolute back as he walks away. Biting my lip hard, I refuse to let the tears fall. My phone chimes as a message from my mom comes in. In the photo, Harry is standing in front of a luxury villa with his arm around the influencer girlfriend he's been dating for three months. He is smiling smugly, like he's at the top of the world. Mom sounds overjoyed in her voice message. "Vivian, look how grand Harry's new home is! Now, he won't have to worry about his marital home when he gets married!" I stare at the photo and laugh through my tears. The moment I leave the family group chat and block all my relatives, my fingertips feel ice-cold. I sneer inwardly, "Since a daughter can never compare to a son in your hearts, then from now on, that precious nephew of yours will be your only family. When he drives you out of the villa bought with your entire savings, I wonder if you'll remember the daughter you abandoned today."

Staring at the garden doors, waiting for her to walk in after her first shift, the doors swing open and I stuck in place at the sight, her long beautiful blonde curls cascading down the front of another Alpha's chest, her face buried in his neck, her tan legs wrapped around his waist as her body lays against his back. I stumble backwards, I can't breathe, my wolf growls in my head, "MINE!" Looking in the rearview she's waving her arms and jumping up and down in a white t-shirt. I know what she wants, and I'll need to go off grid until I can convince my wolf to take the rejection. I scream, "STOP, COME BACK!" as I watched as the small red taillights disappear into the darkness. A tear rolled down my cheek as I turned and looked at the pack house, my wolf howled in my head, "MATE, GO AFTER HIM NOW!" This isn’t how I imagined my 18th birthday would go. I return to the Alpha Academy in Denver, only to find him gone, I steal his car and now sit at a crossroad, my wolf stirs, "go east." I sarcastically laughed, "really and you know this how?" She giggles, "his wolf will direct him back to the last place he scented you, he's heading back to NY." I arch a brow, " we'll track our Alpha, and hear his explanation." Following the path of bloody bodies, in the dodgiest bars, I know I'm on the right path but finding a young girl with his scent all over her, crying in a car outside of one, not what I was expecting. He did it to her too, captured her heart and walked away, just like he did me. Now I want a rejection not an explanation.