Crystal Gems Garnet

My coming-of-age ceremony was supposed to be a celebration. My father, the Alpha of Alphas, had invited every powerful pack in the land. His goal: for me to choose a mate from the land's strongest Alphas. I chose the most powerful of them all, Alpha Lukas. But my sister Lyla, my father's bastard, was only allowed a lowly beta. She was slaughtered in the forest. After her death, Lukas and I crafted 99 soul crystals in her memory. I thought he did it for me, to honor my fallen sister. But then he killed me in battle. With his bare hands. "You bitch! If you hadn't chosen me, Lyla would have been my mate!" Only then did I learn the truth. He had only ever loved Lyla. He hated me for stealing the life that should have been hers. Those 99 soul crystals… they weren't for her memory. They were for my penance. I died in a sea of despair. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of my ceremony. Facing the most powerful Alphas in the world, I walked past them all and chose the one no one wanted. The half-breed outcast despised by all. Salome.

I got pregnant by Alessio Moretti—my brother's best friend, and the youngest, most handsome Don in New York. Then his old flame, Bianca, the one who ghosted him, came back. I thought he’d drop me for her. But he just smirked. "She left without a word. There's no going back." My brother, Gianni, was even colder. "She's not a Ricci anymore. My only sister is you." I believed them. For three years, they'd shown me a warmth and love I'd never known. Then a video of my drunk foster father beating me went viral. The world mocked the noble Ricci princess, once tortured like a beggar. I shattered. I ran to find the only two men I trusted. But I stopped cold at their study door, frozen by Bianca's sickly sweet voice. "Gianni, Alessio... leaking that video? Wasn't it too cruel? Marcella's pregnant." My brother's reply was instant. "That's the point. Pregnancy is supposed to soften her. But she's been running around like she owns the place, keeping you out." Alessio just laughed. "Don't worry about Marcella. She can't touch us. And she's too soft-hearted to ever hurt our child." Tears streamed down my face. A sharp pain shot through my heart. He's right. The baby is my treasure. I'd never hurt him. But Alessio... I won't let you control me. I walked away, numb. I booked a flight. I will slip through their fingers, take my baby, and disappear from their world forever.

My husband, Damien Falcone, had 99 lovers. And I was the mafia princess men lined up to die for. The day we got together, everyone in our world took bets. They said we wouldn't last three months. But then , everything changed. For me, he wiped his phone clean, built a rose manor, and got down on one knee. Then, on our wedding night, he told me he wanted an open marriage. "Our bodies can play," he said. "But our loyalty? That's just for us." I agreed. Then came his 100th lover, Sophia Ricci. She betrayed our family in an arms deal. Almost got my father killed. But Damien protected her. He even moved her into our home. So, I did what any heartbroken mafia princess would do. I got drunk and woke up in another man's bed. I just didn't know that man was Damien's uncle.

“Are you sure that you want to do this, Diablo?” She asked, looking at her husband to nodded. “They shot the first bullet and it's time for me to shoot the rest. And I do believe that you're not going to let them live after everything that has happened.” He said, looking at his wife, who nodded. ************************************************** It's been years since any of their enemies have shown their faces. Some have believed them to be dead. Some believe that they chose to escape. However, Diablo and Sienna knew better than to believe any of their lies. And when the first spark of flame emerged. They knew to fight back. And they fought back even harder…

The best kind of sex is with your boyfriend's older brother. Why? It just tastes better. ~ Mia Dawson never intended to cheat, it sort of just happened. Truly, it did. Now she has to live with it. Only she's unlucky and it's not just a one-night stand. It was her boyfriend's older brother. A mistake staring right in her face. With piercing hazel eyes. The kind she never wants to look away from. It's impossible to forget it either because the night wasn't terrible. It was good. Arguably the best she's ever had. Mia may be fucked up for enjoying it, even more so for wanting another taste, but she's not going to cave. But for how long can she hold back? Especially if it was all on purpose. He knew exactly who she was. It begs the question, Why would Logan knowingly seduce his brother's girlfriend? And how far is he prepared to take it when he's smitten and hardly wants to let go.

There are three ways on how to describe the Famous bachelor businessman Adam Niccoli Harris. Ruthless , intimidating and serious. While Calla DI Magiba is jolly , quirky , and blunt. Mag-kaibang mag-kaiba ang personality nila maski ang mundong ginagalawan nila. Adam is a billionaire while Calla is a Low life princess without Kingdom. In short isa siyang hampaslupa. Calla needs to find a job. Dahil ang magaling niyang evil step-mother ay pinalayas siya sa bahay ng kanyang ama. Simula ng mamatay ang kanyang biological father ay naging malupit na ito sakanya. Maski ang bruha niyang step-sister ay hindi na iba sa ugali ng Ina nito. So she went to manila trying to find her luck. But what if instead of finding a job, she found a handsome prince whose desperate to have a girlfriend para sa mana nito ? Will there upside world collided ? "Be my girlfriend Calla Di Magiba ! " Adam's serious voice said. "Kese nemen adam --- " "Just answer me. Damn it ! "He's voice roared in anger. "Ayy grabe siya o ! Oo na , sige na ! " Wanted perfect girlfriend!

Rose is the only child to alpha and luna Winslow. She was being brought up to respect her people and never treat them like they are below her. She never wanted for nothing, she had lots of toys and books. She had many friends. She was your average happy 8 year old little girl. That all changed when one day her parents were murdered and the beta blamed her and said she helped rogues murder her parents. Everyone believed him. For 10 years she endured being brutally abused and enslaved until the morning of her 18th birthday when she was found by her mates. After being on their territory secrets come out and challenges arise. Will her mates handle sharing? Will her mates make her choose? All she ever dreamed of was being loved and craved a gentle touch. But will her past ruin her chance at happiness? Secrets from her old pack come to the surface and follow her to her new pack.When she is presented with two choices, she has to choose between herself and all she wanted or do what she was raised to do and put her pack first? Can she save her birth pack from the ruthless alpha that has been driving it into the ground? Can Rose save herself and her people or will they all fall?

I was a slum kid who fell for Damon Vitale, New York’s most feared Godfather. For five years, I was his. I took nine bullets for him. He’d kiss my scars as I bled out for him. Hold me close. Clasp the queen’s necklace around my throat. Then, once I healed, he’d fuck me senseless, with a passion that felt like forever. I thought we’d spend our lives together. I thought he would marry me. But on our 999th night together, he told me he was engaged. To Bianca, a mafia princess from a rival family. I swallowed my tears. He just grabbed my chin, blew smoke in my face, and laughed. "You didn't really think you could marry me, did you, Nora? Let's be clear. We fuck. That's it. You're not a partner. You're a piece of art I collect. A pet I own." A pet. That’s all he ever wanted for me. Instead, I picked up a burner phone. [I'm taking your offer. Three days. Get me the hell out of New York.]

Ma meilleure amie, Maya, est arrivée pour ma semaine d'enterrement de vie de jeune fille. Mes derniers jours de liberté. Elle a insisté pour qu'on fasse une soirée entre filles à la maison pour fêter ça, en commandant tous mes plats préférés. Elle m'a demandé de tenir son téléphone et d'attendre un instant. Puis l'écran s'est allumé. Un message d'un mec. Une photo torse nu. Le texte disait : « J'ai besoin de toi ce soir. » Une autre image est apparue aussitôt. Des sex-toys. Du matériel de bondage, tout droit sorti d'un film. Mon visage s'est embrasé. Mon cœur cognait violemment contre ma poitrine. Je venais de tomber par hasard sur sa vie secrète. Mais l'image suivante a glacé mon sang. Un gros plan sur le torse de l'homme. Une cicatrice irrégulière, profondément marquée. Je la connaissais mieux que mon propre reflet. Elle appartenait à mon fiancé, Luciano Carbone.

I was Alpha Damon’s Head Beta. For six years, I had been his partner in bed and his second-in-command. When he announced our mating ceremony, the entire pack celebrated. My dream was finally within reach. But then, outside his private trophy room, I heard him bragging about his “Luna trials.” And just like that, I learned the truth. I wasn’t his one and only. I was one of thirty candidates. He’d spent a month with each of us, grading our bodies, our submission, our performance. My score? Lower than an Omega’s. Lower than Lydia’s. “Fucking Lydia was incredible,” he boasted. “I could barely pull myself away. Then I look at Elysia—so stiff, so in control—and I’m just… bored.” Ice flooded my veins. My body went numb. Six years of devotion. Countless nights tangled in his sheets. It all meant less than a cheap thrill and a wolf who knew how to kneel. My heartbreak hardened into ice. I sent a message to an Alpha who had wanted me long ago. “Adrian, you once said your offer to mate was a standing one. Does it still stand? Damon and I are over now.”