Atashin'chi

“Go down on your knees and suck my d!ck like your whole life depends on it!” Alpha Zeus ordered her. *^^^* After getting rejected by her mate, Kayla, a weak omega, sees her life transcend from an innocent virgin girl to a stripper who later becomes Alpha Zeus' sex slave. She'll remain his s3x slave until a significant bracelet she stole from him is found. What happens when he slowly starts to become possessive over her? Now, he even kills to protect her. Will Kayla ever be free, especially when this missing bracelet can decide the fate of an entire pack? While it lingers, can the notorious playboy, Alpha Zeus, let down his pride and have something serious with Kayla? Or will the both of them torture each other emotionally?

Ever heard of an Alpha not having a mate? That was the case of evil Alpha Lorenzo. Everyone thought he deserved it. He was 28 and he had not found his mate. It was mysterious, it was disturbing. But no one knew that this Alpha of death had no care. He had his eyes fixated on one dangerous possessive she wolf and was determined to get her. His sister!

They are BESTFRIENDS. Not childhood best friends. They met when she was 12 and he, 13 and they had stuck close to each other since then. Joan, that was her name and her best friend, King. Now she was 17, he, 18 and it seemed like everything stood against their five year friendship. Joan’s mother’s dislike for King, the long distance from King’s home to Joan’s, their separate schooling and the fact that King was basically non-existent. And then even more bigger obstructions come into play. Koty, the handsome football jock that is unrelentless in his effort to make Joan his; Joan’s unknown father and King, the new feelings he had started developing for his best friend. They have to struggle to keep their best friendship blooming despite all their problems but the tempests are too strong; the storm too overwhelming and then the final test… Who will betray who?...

Domenico Pietro de Cerintti, in the eyes of everyone was the good boy, the sacrificial lamb, the one who attended all the classes and obeyed all the rules, the one who would not let a puppy get run over by a car, the one who didn't have a girl in his bed every Friday night, the one who didn't smirk, the one who girls liked but never wanted, the one who girls used and dumped, the one who wasn't badass. He lived with that image, was content with it even with the bullying until a certain day when they crossed the line, the one line they were never to cross. He disappeared. And appeared months later, in college; the college that had a good percent of his highschool student in attendance; changed, for the worse. Rosetta D'armani, one of his mates in highschool and now his mate in college, who never bullied him but who also never saved him from the bullies. She was, as defined by the male folk, hot, sexy, drool worthy. She saw him on his first day back and lusted after him. She followed him, sought after him, chased after him with every breath in her. He made her lick his heels. After all he was badass now. He smirked now, he had girls in his bed not only every Friday night but every night, the girls wanted him, he used and dumped them now, he was badass. But oh...those bullies didn't know his definition of badass. Badass for him meant revenge. He would revenge on each one of them including his beloved girlfriend. He'd show them just how hot badass burned. One mysterious girl, one desperate girl, one perfect girl and one revengeful boy. ???

“Do you know how utterly beautiful you are, Serena” he mumbled stop trailing kisses all over the neck. “Tell me” Serena breathed. “I don’t think any precious stone or any gem in the world can outshine you, mia dolcezza” “Now aren’t you a flatterer” Serena sighed, her eyes still closed and her breath hitched. “I don’t flatter, mi cara.” He whispered in her ear. Damon grabbed the strap of her gown and tore it revealing part of her breast and part of her already peaked nipple. Serena was at the verge of protesting about him tearing her gown before his mouth descended on her nipple, rendering her speechless, all she could do was suck in her breath as the feelings assaulted her senses. Her toes curled up of their own volition and her hands came up to his head positioning him there as he flicked her left nipple with his tongue, circling gently and then biting. Serena gasped, her glazed eyes opening. “Be quiet” Damon commanded as he moved his mouth to her right nipple, his hand toying with the one he had just sucked, teasing their red peak into hardness again. Serena was gasping, unable to form coherent thoughts, Was this how it felt to drown, She thought. Damon’s hands were performing their own magic, she could feel his erection probing the center of her already moist vagina and she widened, giving him closer access. Her panties were already soaked with the wetness. His hand began moving, caressing her inner thighs before they came upon her center. He brought up his face to meet hers and smiled at the look of pure, sexual pleasure on her face.

Imagine being kidnapped; being held hostage; being threatened with hunger and violence; surviving with unknown people. Imagine finding a connection, finding love in that oh so terrible prison. Imagine being loved by that love. Imagine being lost, torn away from that love; slapped back to the reality of your fate. Imagine being tortured; the pain not mostly from your own torture, but from the knowledge that the love was somewhere else, somewhere close but far; also being tortured. Imagine your whole life being questioned, threatened to be a lie. Imagine that love being questioned. Imagine being alone. Imagine Love In Bondage.

“Tidak ada uang kembali. Tidak ada pulang." Mikhael perlahan bergerak. Mendekat ke arah gadis yang tampak putus asa itu. "Karena kamu milikku sekarang. Selama kamu milikku, tidak akan ada yang menyentuhmu. Tidak akan ada yang membuatmu kelaparan, atau menyiksamu disini." Kalimat itu berulang-ulang dibisikkan padanya, layaknya borgol yang mengunci segalanya. ... Di distrik lampu merah yang gelap, sebuah tangan terulur menyelamatkan Ann dari jurang kehancuran. Namun di baliknya tersembunyi luka lama dan niat yang tak sepenuhnya murni. Ann, seorang gadis yang kehilangan ingatan setelah menyaksikan ledakan mobil yang menewaskan orang tuanya, diculik dan dijual ke dunia kelam itu. Ia dibeli oleh Mikhael, pria brutal dari arena bawah tanah yang mengaku mengenalnya. Tapi Mikhael bukan lagi pria lembut dari masa lalunya. Ia kini dingin, penuh kemarahan, dan dihantui dendam. Di tempat ini, tak ada keselamatan tanpa sesuatu yang harus dikorbankan. Saat Ann mencoba kabur dari jerat Mikhael, ia justru terperangkap lebih dalam dalam jaringan gelap perdagangan manusia, narkoba, dan misi rahasia militer di kawasan dunia bawah tanah. Di antara kebencian, ketakutan, dan harapan yang samar, tumbuh perasaan yang tak bisa mereka tolak. -cinta yang lahir di tempat paling kelam.

Strangled to death by Atlas, the man she loved and married, Aurora is granted her a second chance through. She is reborn as an ordinary maid and weak omega in another pack, where she finds herself trying to avoid the pack triplets as they constantly bully her. What happens when she regains her memory and finds out she is mated to the triplets. Will she be willing to love again and will her quest for vengeance be fulfilled??

I don't believe in fairytale. I don't believe in happy endings too. To me, anything that involves freedom is a myth. Love is a strange word, something I sought for ages but only got slapped back in the end by the strong fume of hatred that surrounded me. The only thing that can end this pain is death, mine or my abuser's. And either way, I was prepared. ~Ellen Oliver ~ *** His hand roamed my body possessively, his gaze penetrating me with lust and hunger, his finger finding its way to my core. His voice, gruffly and nasal, filled my ear with a disturbing hunger. "You are mine. Mine alone. Mine to touch, mine to keep, mine to fuck. All of you, Omega. I own all of your goddamn body. You are my pleasure toy..." *** Rejected by her mate and forsaken by her pack, Ellen Oliver endured massive humiliations and tortures because she was believed to be a cursed wolf, and like an icing on the cake of her misery, she happened to be an Omega too. The hell, she was the weakest Omega. After losing her mother due to a forced labour to produce her, Ellen was hated by even her Beta father whom one would have expected to naturally love her. She felt life couldn't get any worse for her, as her survival depended on how well she pleases and entertained her tormentors. But there was a revival.. a revival she never expected nor believed and it came with a change that had her tormentors on their knees, at her feet. ..

Karl's life is being threatened and there is only one way to change that, he has to eat from the tree. It was said that whoever did would turn evil but will also be made strong, strong enough to protect his pack from the people seeking to destroy them. He is the last of the purest Alpha wolf bloodline seen in centuries, he is the one the prophesy was talking about, the one they said would save his pack from their curse. Indeed he had been spoken of since the beginning of time in the holy scriptures, it spoke of a boy who would cry wolf and bring all to their knees. But there is something that is going to hold him back, his mate. He had found her, immediately she had looked into his eyes and asked him where he was going he knew she was the one. When she had touched his fur with fascination, he had known she was the one he was meant to mate with. A wolf only has one mate throughout their lifetime and he had found his until he discovered she was an enemy, daughter to the one who sought to kill him. Her death would bring life to his pack