Auctioned Mates Revenge Novels & Stories

Her husband committed suicide because Rean made his company go bankrupt. Maria wants revenge. But Rean knows her week point and, No one can bring Rean Windsor down. The auction started. (Note: I don't know how an actual business auction works, so I am sorry if I made a mistake ) There was a total of 10 tables, each with a number plate. Rean's table number was 6. The first company was located in Japan, the price starts with 50 million. Not so many raise their hand as the company was found in a very outcast area where populations were less. It is challenging to import raw material and valuable equipment there.

Ah yes, it's a good day to die. "I said she's not for sale." At his booming words, bidding came to a stuttering halt, and the pirate running the auction finally squinted at him. He spat on the floor before saying, "And who are you to say she isn't?" Reg spoke without thinking. "She's my mate." Oddly enough, the words didn't make him cringe or want to run for the stars. Instead, they felt...right. But he'd have to analyze that-as well as have a panic attack over it-later.

Lyon said. The word ‘mate’ hit the room like a physical blow. The humans didn't understand the full weight of it, but they felt the possessiveness in his voice. He wasn't just buying a watch; he was buying back the history they had tried to strip from me. He was marking his territory in front of the entire city. "Sold!" the auctioneer shouted, the gavel hitting the wood with a sharp crack. I looked at the table where my family sat. Diane looked like she had been slapped. Anna was staring at her lap, her hands shaking. They had spent the night trying to find someone to rival Lyon, only to realize that nobody in this room—or this town—even came close.

"What did you say? Arthur. Those were your mate's parents and sister." His eyes went cold. "Your pack used my name to climb. They never treated me like a real mate." He pulled a flushed Omega against his chest. "Chloe. Bid on whatever you want. I'll cover it." On the auction block sat my mother's silver bracelet. Her wedding torque. The bone comb she had used since she was a girl. Chloe's eyes went greedy. She lifted her paddle. "Fifty thousand. Alpha, I want those." A Beta she-wolf named Mia faked tears.

“Oh, we got an extra two hundred, a new bidder, should we sell it off? Does someone think he deserves it more? Who else is willing to bid higher for this doomsday weapon, anyone?” He turned to Mateo and smiled at him. Mateo stood again, “We will make that Four thousand and five hundred,” he announced and the crowd clapped. This was of course the most exciting part of the show, watching brothers fight to get the best weapon. “Five thousand,” the new self-proclaimed leader of the Lupi family gang announced and the crowd cheered.

What if he decides in the future that I was not the right choice and discards me for someone else? What if what made him accept me now was the joy of finding someone who he could have by his side and make love to? What if everything was just the mate bond and his heart was not truly in it? What if he was still hung up on the betrayal of his first mate but had become so used to hiding it? “Stop thinking rubbish! Mate wants us!!”. My wolf snapped in my head, making me almost jump out of my skin.

Slamming the door behind me, I smacked the steering wheel and let out a roar. I had lost my fated mate and my chosen mate. I had lost my pup. But I still had my Pembroke and my pack. I was not about to let that go without a fight. I would be back for my revenge. They would not get away with this.

I gasped, trying to speak, but my voice was barely audible. With bloodshot eyes, Coby leaned in closer, his voice a low growl as he began to speak over me. “I, Alpha Coby Brady, hereby reject you, Hannah Ayala, as my mate and future Luna,” he hissed, each word laced with venom. “I hope you rot here in prison for all eternity.” I couldn’t breathe—not because his hands were still choking my windpipe, but because the connection binding us as fated mates had been snapped in two. I felt vulnerable and gasping for air, the pain ripping through my chest, too much, too overwhelming.

he said glancing at Don Rinaldi and back to Mateo. “Im sure” Mateo replied, “I'm glad you are doing okay son” Don Rinaldi mentioned, “but you are too late, the auction already came to an end, the territory belongs to Nelson Arturi, an anonymous buyer” he noted Mateo laughed, “of course,” he said, “he is my representative, you see I knew something like this would happen so I put extra measures In place” I heard Mateo say, shock swept through every man in the room

I would rather spray the money from a helicopter over San Siro stadium rather than lend him without getting my revenge. I’d go with the most humiliating line of action- either that was holding back from lending him money and watching him beg or lending him to show him he was at my mercy. Williams Morales, sei morto. (You’re dead) ****************** I got to the casino about thirty minutes after Matteo’s call. But I was met with a rather different scenario from what I was expecting. Some kind of covert auction was going on instead of the normal business. “Boss, the man with blonde hair is auctioning his daughter. He’s made a huge loss and he needs the money very urgently,” Galileo whispered i