Books About Dominant Possessive Alpha Males Novelas e Histórias

Poppy was going crazy outside the suite. Why was she so excited to go to a twisted Alpha's pack? I heard nothing but insane or disgusting things about Alpha Blake. Alphas were known for their higher sex drive and for sleeping around before finding their mates, but this man could win the biggest trophy in that regard. He was so sex-crazed that he had a harem full of women to please him. The only other thing that held his interest as much was conquering new territories and expanding his pack borders. Every time he killed an enemy Alpha, his harem grew larger because all the pretty she-wolves were absorbed into it. So glad Thunder Bay was an ally pack.

“The troublesome dude will be so into his fake role. I am sure he will bully her as much as he wanted.” “Will it be okay for me to kill her once I saw him doing something with the girl?” Adam asked for Chandler’s suggestion. “Well, if you are confident to steal his position as the leader of Holmes, then kill him.” The two of them looked at each other. Alpha males have “don’t care” attitude in life. They set their own rules, and are not bothered to follow any societal rules. These fearless attitude makes them great leaders, CEOs and founders of organization. Because they are always willingly to take the risks.

~Damon~ I had waited for the perfect time for her to be ready. Not just physically. Not just wet and whimpering and begging to be filled. I’m talking ready..body, mind, soul. Because trust me when I say this… I am a very rough Alpha. I’m not the kind of man who makes love with candlelight and soft hands. I’m not gentle. I don’t take it slow. I destroy. I break. I breed. I dominate until she forgets her own name and screams mine like it’s the only word she’s ever known.

She sized him up from head to toe. “If you want a porcelain doll then you might as well go and get one from the city mall. I refuse to be in a place where I am disrespected at every turn and I definitely will not be at your beck and call!” Madison had barely gotten the words out before Alpha Caden was right in front of her with his hand wrapped firmly around her neck. His eyes blazing, showing the presence of his wolf. Madison might have alpha blood flowing through her veins but she was no alpha.

Thank you :) So, Werewolves in this story reside in packs, like normal wolves, but they live in modern houses, and do things that other people do. But here they have rankings, similar to a pack. Alpha, is the head of the pack. The highest werewolf. Beta is the second in command, almost as powerful as the Alpha, but the Alpha is obviously superior. Then comes gamma, the third in command, and then delta, fourth in command.

I absolutely hate when wolves use my full name, but my inner beast is secretly shocked he actually bothered to remember it. He shoves his massive hands into his pockets, towering over my sitting form like some ancient pack deity. His blue eyes drop down to scan the cover of my book—it's a super explicit, feral wolf smut novel. It's my absolute favorite comfort read, the exact book that dragged my wolf into the world of erotic wolf romance. It's basically my version of zoning out after a brutal week. A wicked, dirty smirk spreads across his full lips. "You like dominant alpha kink, pup?"

“I’ve got things under control.” “Do you?” His smile widens. “Always.” I can’t help but lean toward him a little. He smells so wonderful. Musky and dominant. I sometimes forget just how powerful he is, especially since he’s been working here. It’s too easy to let his true nature fall to the wayside when he’s suddenly being so benevolent. He’s an Alpha. Dominating and possessive, just like my friends said. His ego is so big, it borders on ridiculous.

[Last chapter continued] "Now, I want you to listen to me carefully because I don't like to repeat myself..." His voice was deep, husky, manly, and shaking at that moment because of pleasure. Her eyes widened at his words. Shakti knew he was intense, dark, dominant, and a mysterious man. An over-possessive alpha male, cruel, ruthless, and heartless police officer. A man with whom no one would want to get close but would choose to maintain a safe distance from.

My jaw dropped to the floor. “Your apartment is quite big, huh?” he muttered, and that's when I snapped out. I removed his arm wrapped around my waist and pushed him away from me. “What the hell do you think you're doing?” I yelled, baring my canines. I thought that by showing my wild behavior was enough for him to back away from me. After all, he's an alpha and I'm a rogue. But what I didn't expect was the amusement dancing around his silver eyes. “My mate is cute,” he said, like a love sick puppy.