Cry Or Better Yet Beg

Ashlyn Kim Yu was the soon-to-be alpha of Wolf’s Cry pack. But due to being mateless at her 26, her father arranged a potential marriage partner for her. But she hates the idea as she did not want to be manipulated especially when her heart was on the line. She snapped at the meeting and almost killed everyone including her father. Yet, fate had another rule to play when the moment she decided not to be mated and lead the pack alone, her mate suddenly showed up. Things within her suddenly were shaken up when her mate was a nomad vampire and has to stay for a couple of months in their pack. As this particular nomad vampire called Vladimir Milano was the main reason why she moved differently around him or was in her worst state of anger management. Despite being unintentionally irritated all the time, she could not just ignore the fact that they were mates. She didn't want to be with anyone because of the mate bond but rather, something more that goes beyond the mate's pull; love. But can Ashlyn fully accept everything about her mate when she uncovered her mate's hidden past or hidden reason? Or even the thought of her mate being a woman was not a woman at all rather, a man looking exactly like one? *All Rights Reserved*

Bella Knight is 18 year old girl. Her parents died when she was young and was brought up in an orphanage till she turned 18. she had worked hard saved up money to buy a house of her own house. she is very shy, sweet, caring and kind soul. she works at café down the street. Xavier Romano is 24 years old. He is the Alpha of the silver moon pack. it is the most strongest, largest and wittiest pack around the world. he is a ruthless man. he shows little to no mercy. He do have a beautiful family. He has a mother and father who were the previous Alpha and Luna. He has been searching for his mate for 6 years now and has failed. ­­_____________________________________________________________ I saw his eyes changing from blue to pitch black. The sobs that left me became quiet fearing of him. More tears started to leave my eyes. In a matter of seconds he was standing in front of me. He nuzzled his head where my shoulder and neck meets. He starts sniffing me. The tears have yet to stop. "I have just found you and I am never letting you go. Not now. Not ever." he stated as he growled at the last. I started to cry more. Soon darkness engulfed me.

Prologue : •"Im sorry, put the gun down" I say afraid, looking pleadingly into his eyes. " This gun?" He asks. "What if I don't want to?" he continues to ask as he cocks the gun. At this point I can feel tears start to form in my eyes. "Ad-Adri....pl-ease st-st-stop" I shakingly beg him "Stop what baby?" "Tell me what I should stop" he asks feigning confusion as he begins to slide the gun along my cheek, dragging it slowly from my temple all the way down to my lips. I'm so scared by what he's doing that I just start sobbing unable to hold my tears back any longer "Shh-shh-shh don't cry" he mockingly coos into my ear his breath fanning my skin. "What will you do for me if I stop?" "Any-anything, just just st-stop,ok" I hurriedly reply "Anything! Lucky me" he exclaims "hmm, I've got to think about this one" "Hmm? Oh I've got it" he continues as I nervously swallow wondering what he will ask of me.• □ This book is set in two timelines, the present day and 3 years ago. □ meet: Adriano Valencia Accused of Arms dealing, Drug distribution, Murder and possible mafia ties. 3 years ago the girl he loved betrayed him and almost destroyed him but, now he's hunting for her. Meet: Klara Davis She was just an innocent highschool student until Adriano showed up and ruined her life. And now almost 3 years later the he's back and more dangerous than ever, but what he doesn't know is that Klara's changed to. By Kerry Kerry **WARNING: THIS BOOK IS FOR A MATURE AUDIENCE 18+ **contains explicit language, profanity, extreme violence and sexual situations as well as some dark romance themes that sensitive readers may find disturbing! Reader discretion is advised.

They say that I have gone mad, that I put on "an act of life or death" on the day of my younger sister's coming-of-age ceremony. They also claim that I lied to my husband to gain sympathy. However, they don't know that the true madman is the person whom they have misplaced their trust in. I am Winifred Gardner, the eldest daughter of the Gardners, and I am also secretly married to Zachary Hood, a mafia boss. He never announced our marriage within the last three years because I'm not yet "qualified" to be the wife of a mafia boss. My younger sister, Stella Gardner, acknowledges me as her elder sister while mixing muscle relaxants into my medications to render me weak, dull, and unable to fire a gun. As a result, I am once again mocked as someone useless. She steals my place, my parents' love, and my husband's trust while I'm labeled as mentally unstable and told that I pretend for the sake of sympathy. The moment I sign the organ donation consent form, I smile. This is the only document I can sign on my own initiative. But they're unaware that I've already recorded the truth beforehand. After I die, everyone will know who it was that poisoned me. When that time comes, they will cry and be filled with regret. But I will no longer forgive them.

Grizelda Williams is the daughter of the most influential family in the entire country, yet she chooses to leave everything behind just to marry the man of her dreams. When his parents treat her as rag and blames her for her barreness, she doesn’t mind. She doesn't bother telling them that it's their son who's impotent, even though he also knows the truth. When his ex-girlfriend returns, seeking assistance for her sickness, she also doesn't mind. She even tries her best to make his ex-girlfriend happy and comfortable. But how does he thank her for everything she has done for him? One would think he would be grateful, right? Not at all! Instead, he divorces her just to be with his rotten ex-girlfriend. He even insults her and sends her to jail after stealing a million dollars in her name! What happens when she returns with her true identity as someone far richer and stronger than him in the business world?What happens when she also returns with a son that looks exactly like him? Will she forgive him after he realizes the mistake he has done and comes back begging? Or would she rather make him cry and have a taste of her revenge?

My body drifted in the river for five years before a fishing enthusiast reeled it in. Even though the forensic pathologist managed to reconstruct my face from when I was alive through craniofacial reconstruction technology, the hatred my brother had for me remained as strong as ever. "That better be her body! She has been on the run for five years! Even in death, she doesn't deserve pity! In fact, it simply is a disgrace to have a murderer like her as the daughter of the Clarke family!" he hissed. Everyone thought he despised me with every fiber of his being. Yet, as he spoke, his entire body trembled. Who would have guessed that the distress call I made to him five years ago would end up becoming the main factor that hastened my death?

My breath caught in my throat the moment my eyes dropped between his legs. Oh God. His cock was hard, heavy, long, impossible to ignore. Panic filled my chest. “Is… that going inside me?” The words slipped out before I could stop them. My voice didn’t even sound like mine, small, breakable. “Oh, sweet doll…” His voice dropped, gravelly and dark. “It’s not just going inside you.” He stepped closer, towering over me. My skin heated as his hand wrapped around himself, stroking twice. He swelled even larger, as though to prove the threat in his words. “It’s going to stretch you wide open. You’ll feel me for days. You’ll walk with the memory of me buried deep, dripping down your thighs. You’ll cry from it, shake from it, and still… you’ll beg for more.” “Oh…” The sound tore from me, heavy with terror. I was sold for three million dollars to the man who killed my father. Dante De Luca, older, ruthless, dangerously handsome and untouchable. He didn’t buy me for a night. He bought me for a lifetime, to make me his mistress… and then, his wife. Trapped in a contract marriage, I vowed never to love him. But my body betrayed me. His possessive kisses. His punishing touch. I found myself wanting more. Craving him. Yearning for everything he gave. Dante wanted revenge, because my father killed his wife and stole his Mafia kingship. He wanted to punish me. He wanted to break me. But somewhere in his quest to cause me pain… he began to fall and save me, even from my own father. Now, when loyalty calls upon me, I’m torn. Between the man who raised me… and the man who owns my heart.

These are stories of true romance and touching emotion. I believe those two very important ingredients are constants in my highly sensual and very believable stories. My goal is to give you readers stories of high quality that may sometimes make you laugh, sometimes make you cry, but are always fresh and creative and contain many delightful surprises within their pages.

The temperature starts to drop once we reach the top of the mountain. My two childhood friends, who swore to protect me with their lives, don't even spare me a glance. One is hastily wrapping all his clothes around Lisette Locke, while the other is warming her with his body. I'm so cold that my heart condition acts up; I beg them to save me. However, they're infuriated by this. "How can you still be trying to get our attention at a time like this, Cecilia? Run around for a while if you're cold!" "We'll buy you that white down jacket you wanted when we get back, but you can't take it from Lise now!" The rescue team arrives, and I barely make it out alive. I'm hospitalized for a week, but neither of them come to visit me. I see from my social media that they're busy celebrating Lisette's birthday. We've been friends for over a decade, yet I mean nothing when compared to the driver's daughter. I call my father and say, "Dad, "I'm willing to marry into the Jorgensen family!"

"Ouch, that hurts!" Underneath the bright lights, the man makes me lie facedown on the bed. Then, he pushes my waist down from behind, seemingly looking for the best spot. I feel something odd press against me and cry out, telling him to stop. He doesn't, though. In fact, he grabs hold of my belt.