And Then There Were None

What exactly does it mean to be his bride? *** Every year, in each of the seven villages that made up the great Kingdom of Ignas, a Choosing Ritual was conducted. During this Chosing Ritual, one of the ladies in the village would be chosen to be the dreaded Dragon King's Bride. No one knew exactly why the ritual was being performed every year or what happened to the brides that had been chosen in the past. Was he turning them into slaves? Feeding them to his dragon? Or was he... feeding on them? That couldn't be ruled out. After all, there were rumours that the king wasn't like them, that he wasn't human. Yet the question relentlessly troubled the people's heart. What was he using them for?! But they dared not question the King, afraid of what fate daring to go against him would be. Anyways, none of these was Belladonna's business. Although it was her village's turn to produce a bride this year, she was certain she wouldn't get chosen. Why? Well, because she had a plan and she was absolutely certain it wouldn't fail her... or would it?

Rosentine had spent her life yearning for love and warmth, so when her wedding day finally arrived, she believed her dreams were about to come true. But joy turned to despair as her fated mate arrived, not to claim her, but to wed her cousin instead, leaving her heart shattered. As if that betrayal wasn’t enough, her family and the entire pack cast her away to the northern territories, where she was to serve as Alpha Bastian’s breeder. The weight of this rejection crushed her spirit, solidifying her belief that true happiness was forever beyond her grasp. However, when the Alpha selected her, he painted a picture of a brighter future, promising a life of comfort in exchange for her role as a breeder through surrogacy for him and his mate, who was frail and unable to bear children. Despite being lost and uncertain, Rosentine accepted this new path. Yet, nothing could have prepared her for the shocking revelation that awaited her: the Alpha’s mate was none other than Rosalia, the sister she had mourned as lost for so long.

"So just to destroy our upcoming union, you were willing to get pregnant for just anybody. Bad girl," he mocked as he poured the wine inside a glass. My eyes widened as he turned and my brain registered his face.    "Alpha Ace-"    Within seconds, he was at my side and his hand was wrapped around my throat. "Be careful, gattina. You're mine now. And nothing you do can change that." ******    In a reckless act of defiance, Natalie Robbie, the daughter of the Alpha of the red wood pack, gambled her future union on a forbidden night of passion. Little did she know that her impulsive encounter would lead to a shocking revelation—the stranger she yearned for was none other than Alpha Ace, the ruthless Alpha of Alphas—and her husband to be.  Bound by a twisted twist of fate, Natalie and Alpha Ace are forced into an arranged marriage for the peace of both packs. With lies, secrets, and dangerous threats lurking around, can they unravel the mysteries surrounding them and start a love that defies all odds? Or will the dangerous path they tread on tear them apart?

They say that the Goddess is pure, an angel, a mother. She only knows love. But there are good and bad sides. Even to the gods. Being born into the packs engaged in hatred, Alaric and Viviana's fate was arranged long before they were born. “I reject you.” Viviana blurts the moment she witnesses Alaric standing ahead of her. But with time, their mate-bond take charge making it impossible to resist each other. Despite of the fierce rejection, Alaric still adores Viviana with all his might. But what about Viviana? Why did she reject him? Why does she have problem trusting the Goddess? Is it her past, her Wolf, the curse on her mate bond, or something else? With Viviana and Alaric pushing their fate, will Viviana be able to convince the Goddess or does the latter seeks a brutal bloodshed! A journey like none with the Goddess playing an angel and devil, how would Viviana thrive through without letting her mate burn to ashes! Book #1 of 'Rejected' Series. Cover credits: Image is taken from Internet and Cover designed by Author (Pooja Bansal) Instagram Handle- Pooja.bansal.92560

Alpha Rex a Dominant Alpha whose reign cannot be compared to none, finds himself in an Alliance with a pack to protect it's only heir who hated him. Will they fight for their relationship or give up for societal standards?

“You are mine alone! I forbid you to look at any other man, your eyes should be on me!”, he snarled at me, trapping me to the wall, and his grip on my waist got stronger. I winced in pleasure and pain, his touch always has that sinful effect on me, His eyes were daring me to say something to push him off the limit but I know my mate too well now, how ruthless he can be when it comes to his possession (me). “I won't be a scapegoat today,” she thought to herself, pressing her wet hips together, trying to stop her body from wanting him. ******* Being the unwanted pup in the family came with many sufferings. Tahlia's father hated & tormented her because he lost the love of his life (her mother), during her birth. Until he came like a storm into her life without any warning. The only existing lycan descendant and royal Alpha Caspian kade Lexington of north hill park (the biggest and strongest park in the whole vicinity) is known for his godlike and Gorgeous features but his vile nature, raging temper, killer, and brutality reputation always preceded. Everyone feared him and he showed no mercy or weakness, it’s like he enjoyed it. He claimed her as his mate, known to always takes what he wants, but she’s also very stubborn, she will fight for her life and freedom, but her resistance, seems to spark the fire in him, none of her tactics were working and she was getting weak. The strong mate bond and the heat were getting to her - will Tahlia Bryony be able to find the true meaning of love in her mate or flee from it? Will Alpha Caspian open up and give her what she always hoped for?.

Revenge is the sweetest dish served cold, especially when the mastermind is none other but a Demon. Could there be more to a seemingly weak Alpha of the Moonstone Pack that no one knew? Could the reigning darkness completely consume a vengeful damned soul?

Back when we were still in love, I heard from someone else that Charlie Grant had been getting unusually close to his secretary. He never offered an explanation. He let me dig for the truth on my own. Over the past five years, I quietly collected countless photos of them together—having lunch, leaving late-night meetings, even traveling for business—but none of them offered conclusive proof of cheating. Until the day he proposed to me. There was a giant screen set up. It was supposed to play a romantic video Charlie had prepared just for the proposal, but the screen suddenly cut to something else. A video of Charlie at a hospital, standing beside his secretary as she underwent a pregnancy check-up. In the video, the doctor clearly referred to Charlie as her husband… and the father of her child. His secretary burst into tears on the spot and apologized to me repeatedly. She sobbed as though she were the victim. Charlie, however, stood there with a cold expression and said flatly, "She's an unwed mother. She was helpless. I was just accompanying her for the checkup. The doctor must've misunderstood." Everyone braced for a dramatic scene. However, I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. I only reached up and slowly removed the delicate flower hairpiece from my head. I set the hairpiece down. Then I looked Charlie in the eyes and spoke calmly. "You're right. It is sad that she’s pregnant and all alone. "This marriage proposal was meant for her. Not me." I gave a faint smile. "May you enjoy a blissful life. And… congratulations on the baby."

In my past life, my boyfriend's childhood sweetheart, Kimberly Thatcher, claimed to be Lady Luck. She insisted on handing out sachets to keep our team safe for a hike. I, Priscilla Jensen, caught the scent and realized the sachets were stuffed with herbs that would attract wolves. So, I stepped in to stop her, saving everyone from an attack. But Kimberly thought I was looking down on her sachets, and that I was targeting her on purpose. Though she was the leader, she stormed off from the group in anger. We searched the forest under the raging storm. In the end, someone broke a leg, someone else was strangled by poisonous vines, and my shoulder was torn open. By dawn, we found Kimberly's corpse at the bottom of a valley. … On the seventh day after her death, her memorial service became an ambush. While everyone mourned for her, their eyes were fixed on me. My boyfriend, Fabian Lowell, was the first to lash out. He ripped off his bandage, revealing his wound. "If you hadn't stopped Kimberly from giving us those sachets, none of this would have happened! How dare you show up to her memorial service?" he yelled. Everyone turned to glare daggers at me. Suddenly, someone shouted, "It's all your fault! You're the reason we ended up like this! Go to hell!" In the next second, they hurled a pot of boiling stew at me. Then they set the private room ablaze and burned me alive. … When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the day of the hike.

On the night of their three-year anniversary, Anita finds her boyfriend cheating on her with another woman. Feeling heartbroken, she drowns her sorrows in a reckless night of passion with a mysterious stranger. The next morning, she wakes up to an insane offer from him, marriage. When she loses her job and her mother is in need of surgery, Anita, desperate and with nowhere to turn, signs the contract. Only to discover after that her new husband is none other than her ex-boyfriend's uncle. Anita quickly finds herself caught in a web of family drama with a marriage that was never meant to be real. But secrets have a way of surfacing. And when Anita’s past collides with her present, the once quiet life she had is about to erupt in flames. ~ “You weren’t acting like that when you were moaning my name in that hotel room” Heat shot through my body at his teasing remark. I gulped, trying to stay strong. “That was a mistake and you know it” Nathan chuckled, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. “Was it? Because I remember you clinging onto me… begging me not to stop” “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” I whispered, almost breathless as he trailed his fingers down to my jaw, tilting my face upwards. “What I enjoy is knowing that no matter how much you try to fight it, your body remembers me” The last words were a whisper against the skin of my neck. My breath caught in my throat. “My mother is in the next room” Nathan smirked. “Then you better keep quiet.”