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In the second year of our marriage, which Brett Mason had secured through relentless means, he brought home his latest conquest—a stunning blonde. As the door swung shut, he ran his fingers through her silky hair, flashing me a smug, triumphant grin. "Wanna join us? You might learn a thing or two about not being such a dead fish." I could still recall how he once adored my hair, claiming that just stroking it would melt away his deepest worries. It turned out any woman could serve that purpose. In that instant, a profound sense of release washed over me. I retrieved the divorce agreement I'd stashed away in a drawer and handed it to him. "Sign it, and I'll make room for her." My days were numbered, and I had no intention of wasting what little time remained entangled in his resentment.

“She-wolf, you will pay for your sins and that of your father….” the golden–orange colour of his eyes forcefully shone, causing her to shut her own eyes. “I possess you. You will be my slave. My sex toy. My slave mate.” his fangs clashed against each other, causing excessive sweat all over her. ••••• In a world where the Mafia werewolves rule the non-mafia werewolves, the Alpha King dies mysteriously, and the Alpha Don insists on finding the source of his death. He came to realize that the culprit didn't just kill the Alpha King but took over his throne, so he sent tens of warnings—asking him to step down from the throne. The culprit, thinking that he has it all and can overpower the Alpha Don, decides to challenge, thereby setting fire to the Mafia's Villa, which took away the life of the Don's wife. Don Dante, being infuriated, brought an end to the life of this culprit and took over the throne himself. As the corpse of the murdered Alpha King is still missing, Don Dante loses his daughter and only family left behind in a plane crash which was plotted by the daughter of the culprit as revenge for her father's death. He captured and enslaved her. She must pay for her sins and that of her father. ☆THE REVENGE COLLECTION, BOOK 2 (Captured And Enslaved By The Mafia Alpha)

Tika They delivered me to him on a silver platter. Four years ago I was an ordinary girl with a privileged life. After killing the only family I have left, they call this my penance. As I watch the man they call a monster from underneath my lashes, the handcuffs burn on my wrist. The orange jump suit makes sweat drip down my ample bosom as he growls at me. “Mate” he roars. The others around us freeze as we are lead in line. His eyes never leave me as he gives orders while others call him Alpha. With a snap of his fingers I watch as one of his men shreds himself apart to turn into a hideous beast. As I meet his golden gaze and my world starts to tilt, only one thing is clear. I just became the prisoner of a monster. ~ Xander When I imagined my mate, I saw a woman of strength and great beauty. When I met her eyes for the first time she wasn’t in chains. She wasn’t a prisoner facing persecution for a crime. I find the sweet scent of her to be contradicting. The way my cock hardens behind my robe as she looks at me from underneath her lashes, lets me know that she is a very bad girl indeed. In that moment I decided, since I always bring out the best in people…..this time, I want to bring out the worst.

“True love stories never have endings.” Dean said softly. “Richard Bach.” I nodded. “You taught me that quote the night I kissed you for the first time.” He continued, his fingers weaving through loose hair around my face. “And I held on to that every day since.”

In the fifth year of my marriage to Cyrus Shields, I fell ill. Sparing no cost, he said that he would find the most compatible donor for me. A week before the surgery, I was knocked out by medication. When I woke up, I touched my hair only to feel a smooth, bare scalp. Florence Grant stood there holding a pair of clippers, her eyes gleaming gleefully. She said, "Gayle, since you're about to have surgery anyway, I thought I'd help shave it off for you." But a bone marrow transplant never required shaving one's head. "Who told you you could do that? That was my hair!" I roared, trembling with rage. Cyrus pushed the door and entered at that moment, saying, "Florence is still young. She's just a little bit mischievous. Gayle, don't make such a huge fuss over it." He paused and looked at me with a complicated gaze before saying, "Besides, she's the one donating her bone marrow to you."

[WARNING; MATURE CONTENT; 18+] ~~~ “N-no—ahh!” and she gasped loudly the moment he tilted her head to one side by grabbing her hair from behind. Harshly. “Then why did you lie to me, hm?” he asks gruffly while his grip is tightening in her hair as he makes her face him. The tears on which she kept a hold till now, shed leisurely because of his grip. She squeezed her eyes shut and whimpered, “Please s-stop it.” “This is not the answer to my question, angel.” She heard him saying more gruffly into her ear. He kisses her earlobe before giving a jerk on his grip on her hair and adding to his words, “Your delay is doing your harm.” And she understood this clearly. “I-I didn’t want y-you to know t-that I’ll t-turn eighteen in the next three months—,” “Why?” “B-because I-I thought you...you will ruin me t-that time,” she managed to answer him as urgently as possible so he just leave her and he did it after getting his answers. ~~~~ Hazel was a prostitute, who maintained unmatched beauty in her brothel. Those who were fascinated by her beauty had become a lover of her beauty but she was not written in anyone's fate, because of her age. A seventeen-year-old girl, remained a victim of men's eyes until Daud came into her life. And he changed her life. Because the moment he laid his eyes on Hazel, he was determined to make her own. Then he didn't mind whichever path he chose.

Finnegan Churchill grabs me by the hair and drags me to a staircase with 99 steps. He orders me to crawl my way up as an apology to his true love, Colette Brooke. At the same time, I'm supposed to pray for her. He has no idea I'm the one who cared for him during the three years he was blind.

Kellina is a priestess wolf blessed with cold white hair and blue eyes while Rogan is soon to be the Alpha of the Pack. Both are close to their birthday when they will discover their true selves and possibly their mate but meeting weeks before their birthday can this new love survive their new wolves, the pack, the high priestess's wishes, and end up together...What else could be threatening them?

His right hand left his pocket and made its way to my face. He tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear. He moved even closer, his face a few inches away from mine. His finger left my hair and gently drew invisible lines down my cheek. I felt a wave of electricity course through my being, my eyelids flickered shut and my lips parted slightly in anticipation. “Ingrid?” the softness in his voice made my knees tremble and when I felt his arm wrap securely around my slim waist, I leaned into him mindlessly. “Be mine.” ----------------------------------- To Ingrid nothing is more important than her job, not until Kareem stepped into that elevator and made his way into her life. She is in for the ride of a lifetime as Kareem brings with him, scandals and his vicious ex, who would go to any length to get him back, even if it means ruining Ingrid. Will Ingrid decide to take the risk and give love a chance? Or will she turn her back on what might be a ride to happily ever after?

When the Golden boy rejects Hermione for the Queen Bee; her cousin, the whole realm becomes set to experience a new emergence. "You!" I yell, pushing his shoulder. A small smile played on his lips, as he drinks in the sight of my drenched hair and dress. "Eyes here! You don't..." His lips suddenly clasp over mine, as his right hand comes to hold my hair gently. My eyes were out in shock. I try to push him... his tongue teasing and seeking... My whole being betrays as my eyes close in surrender… I kiss him back passionately, caressing his soft hair... A bright light shines above us when I suddenly unlatch my shaky lips to catch my breath. The full moon. "Magnificent, huh?" He asks, taking a look at the sky. I shakily nod. I was very much speechless. My eyes saunter back to his swollen lips... "My Prince!" Some royal guards call, running to the pool. ~Welcome to your favourite HighSchool Romance~