Broken Mate Norisha May

Zaitelle is an orphan of the Axis Clan. She has a best friend named, Kester Quiner who's soon to be an Alpha of the next generations. As she loved her best friend in secret, Waver Ross came to the scene and tries to steal Zaitelle's heart in the process. Being in that situation, a girl came into Kester's life that she doesn't expect to happen. Will she fight her feelings for years for her best friend or give way to her newly found friend? Let's help Zaitelle in coming up with a decision that will decide her future, shall we?

Seven years into their marriage, Bella got hit with a truth—Steven had a kid. A six-year-old. She crouched behind the preschool slide, barely breathing, as Steven bent down to scoop the boy up. "Daddy, you haven't come to see me in forever." "Be good, Ollie. Work's been crazy. Listen to your mom, alright?" Bella froze. Same face. Same eyes. It was obvious. Everything about them screamed it—The man who swore he'd love her forever had been cheating on her this whole time. Steven and Bella weren't just a couple. They were childhood sweethearts. She once took a knife for him. Nearly died. Lost their baby. Lost the chance to ever have one again. Steven had held her hand back then, eyes red, saying, "I don't care if we never have kids. As long as I have you, that's enough." She still heard the shake in his voice. Now? Every promise. Every memory. All of it—gone.

In a world where werewolves anticipate their coming-of-age ceremony to find their mates, Hailey and Jane excitedly prepare for the event. However, Hailey’s joy turns to despair when she learns she’s betrothed to Alpha Duncan of the Blood Moon pack, a man she doesn’t know. Duncan, in turn, resents the forced union and harbours animosity towards Hailey. The ceremony unfolds, sealing their fates, but their marriage is a mere political alliance. Would their marriage remain a political alliance or would love to find its way into their union?    

Ashat is a werewolf who's lived five centuries in sorrow and torment after his family was killed by an enemy-Baku. His world suddenly changes when he meets Merilee and he is finally able to love and be happy again. Merilee lost her family in a fire when she was five. However she isn't too sure about that. Her nightmares show her something very different to what her shrink has been telling her for thirteen years. She has a fear of letting people in and losing them. This fear makes her put up with an obnoxious boyfriend Steve until she's finally gets the courage to get rid of him. Then, she finally meets a man who she instantly has a crush on and ultimately falls in love with after their first night together. But Merilee and Ashat have met before in the worst of situations.

“Even if you like, run to the end of the earth. You, Cat, will forever remain my mate. And if it is what you want, I will make sure you remain hidden from the sight of all.” He said with a look of amusement. And then with all seriousness in his eyes, he stared at her until she feels that her body was burning even without his touch. “I am going to make you my secret mate.” ******** All her life, Catherine has always been the shadow of her twin sister, Camille. As if that was not just the worst of it, she was the child her parents never wanted. When the news that the lycan king was having a ball party where all Alphas first daughters have to be present and one would be chosen to be his mate, Catherine was asked to go in place of her sister to the ball. The lycan king as everyone knows was a ruthless man who has been rumored to kill all the women who he had chosen for his harem after every slight mistakes from them. To Catherine, her family was pushing her to the lion’s den where she is supposed to be gone and forgotten. However, Catherine was ready to define a new path for herself in the pack. The lycan king, Kane Lycanthrope, was also ready with his own hidden agenda. Will Catherine be able to execute her wish? Or, like the other dead women in the harem, will she be dead and forgotten?

A cold-hearted killer, Louis Kingsley. He was not a human, but a mythological bloodsucking creature who had lived for centuries. However, that sadistic prince suddenly took a vampire hunter as his slave. What will Tiara do next? Kill the crown prince or choose the other way? "I hate a slave who disobeys her master's orders," - Louis Kingsley "I'm not your slave, Bastard!" - Tiara Kim Perfect Mate 2021, Valent Z.

"With the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife." A tear slid down my cheek on hearing the pronunciation, my life was getting ruined in front of me and there was absolutely nothing that I could do to stop it. "You would regret what you are doing to me, you heartless beast." My eyesight was blurry with the tears that threatened to fall. He cocked his brow to the left, a scoff escaped his lips "Who do you think would regret it the more? Me or you?" I sniffled in the tears, wiping off the tears with the back of my palm. "I would make you experience hell for ruining my life, you monster." All of a sudden, he took me by the chin, jerking my head upright to face him as we both glared at each other "You want to make me experience hell? But you don't even know you are in hell already." "Dear wife, welcome to hell." ******************* In a world where humans and werewolves are enemies, the moon goddess unites two products of vows together. She mates Iris to the remaining white wolf, Dylan. Iris and Dylan develops immense hatred towards each other after they are forced to get married to each other. To the moon goddess, Iris was a sacrifice and she was Dylan's punishment. She was the atonement for his sins, she was his pain and his antidote. What would happen when Dylan finds out that Iris was more than he thought she was? What would happen when Iris holds the cure to his cold-heartedness? What would happen when their hatred develops into love?

“I want to go back to my pack. So it will be better if you break the mate bond.” I say and he looks at me shocked. “What? Come again.” he was surprised and waiting for me to change my words. “So that’s why you are so desperate to talk to me? You want to break this bond, huh?” He comes and hovers over me. “Yes, I want to leave this pack, I want to leave you.” I try to look at his eyes and make him believe I also want this. “Dream on. I will never leave you alone,” he says and starts to walk outside. “Logan, I will leave this pack. With or without breaking this bond. So you can think if you want to suffer or not.” I say angrily and he turns around to face me. “I am not leaving you and I am not letting you leave this pack. Do you want to be with your lover? But I won’t let that happen. Until I am dead"

The day after my best friend, Sarah Blunt married Patrick, the second son of the Brosnan family, I too became a bride and wed Matthew, his older brother. She married a swimming champion, and I, the rock-climbing coach. We thought we had our futures all figured out. Then, something happened that summer. The four of us planned a getaway but Matthew and Patrick’s baby sister, Megan joined us and our peaceful trip became a crowded affair.  While rock climbing, disaster struck—the rope snapped, and all five of us plummeted into the river below. The brothers rushed frantically to save Megan, leaving Sarah and me at the mercy of the river’s current, battered and tossed like driftwood. By the time the rescue team pulled us from the water, we were bruised, scraped, and utterly spent. In the hospital, Megan and I received devastating news that would change everything.  “You’ve been pregnant for 40 days, Ma’am. How could you put yourself in such a risky situation? Your baby survived, but your friend lost hers.” Shaken, I called Matthew to tell him about the pregnancy. His anger cut through the line. “You’re angry that I went to Megs first and now you’re trying to fool me with a fake pregnancy? She’s my sister—it’s my duty to protect her!” Sarah faced her own storm. Patrick practically scoffed at her grief. “Miscarriage? Do you expect me to believe that? The doctors said you only had a 30% chance of conceiving. I can’t stand women who create drama out of nothing.” Both calls ended abruptly, leaving us stunned as we stared at each other in the sterile light of the hospital room. In that shared silence, we made our decision—we would leave these men behind and start anew, launching a business together. But when the brothers received our divorce papers, they showed up at my door in the middle of a storm, kneeling in the pouring rain, crying through the night for a second chance.

I hadn't seen my mafia husband, Luca Moretti, and our daughter Dora in three whole months. Why? Because his mother, Fiona, said Dora should stay with her "for a while." And Luca? He was "too busy with business," as always. So when Luca finally called and said he was going to pick me up for a family reunion at the villa, I was overjoyed. I thought maybe, just maybe, I'd finally get to hold my little girl again. I spent the whole damn day running around the city, buying her favorite dolls, snacks, a new pink dress, anything I thought would make her smile at me again. But when the car arrived, it wasn't what I imagined. Before I could even say Hi, Dora turned her head, took one look at me… and then wrapped her arms even tighter around Maria, the maid. She buried her face in Maria's neck like I wasn't even there. Like Maria was her mom. I tried to approach her, but Dora straight-up told me she didn't want to ride in the same car as me. And Maria, wearing that fake, polite smile, kept trying to gently talk me into giving Dora "a little more time." I looked over at Luca, hoping he'd step in. Instead, he just looked annoyed, like he couldn't be bothered to lift a finger to help fix things between me and our daughter. Clearly, they didn't want me there. So what was the point of trying to join the ride? I stepped back from the SUV. Then Luca just turned to me and said, "Just wait here. I won't be long." What he'll never understand is… I'm done waiting for him.