Crystal Gems Spinel

My sister poisoned me. All because her mate was a pale shadow next to mine. Now, I'm back where it all began. The Mating Ceremony, five years ago. In my last life, Sarah and I chose our mates at the Pack Alliance gala. She chose the most powerful Alpha, the future Alliance leader, Damon. But she could never bear him a pup. Damon despised her. He abused her. He even went feral during his curse and nearly killed her. She shoved me toward Liam, the Alpha of a failing pack. She never guessed Liam’s power would explode, that he’d one day tear the title of High Alpha from Damon’s grasp. Then, on the day of Liam's coronation, Sarah poisoned me out of jealousy. I opened my eyes again. We were back at the mate selection ceremony. Sarah announced to everyone she was choosing Liam, and I was shoved toward her ex-mate, Damon. But I suddenly heard her inner scream: [Die, Elena. Just die! You and that rabid wolf Damon can go to hell together. Liam will still be High Alpha, and I will be the ultimate Luna!] But I just smirked as I stumbled into Damon’s arms. Sarah had no idea. The “perfect mate” she’d chosen was already plotting to consume her very soul.

“Kneel,” he said coldly as he looked at her. “No.” She said, taking him, his beta, and the favored Luna off guard. “What did you just say?” He asked, taking a step towards her. His body towered over hers, but rather than look away, she looked him in the eye. “I said… no.” **************************** She’s sold to the Alpha of the most feared pack, the Salvatore Pack, to settle her family’s debt. He has no patience for weakness, no mercy for defiance… until she bites back.

Yo era una chica de los suburbios que se enamoró de Damon Vitale, el padrino más temido de Nueva York. Durante cinco años, fui suya. Recibí nueve balas por él. Él besaba mis cicatrices mientras yo me desangraba por su causa. Me estrechaba contra él. Abrochaba el collar de la reina alrededor de mi garganta. Luego, una vez que sanaba, me poseía sin sentido, con una pasión que se sentía eterna. Pensé que pasaríamos nuestras vidas juntos. Pensé que se casaría conmigo. Pero en nuestra noche número 999 juntos, me dijo que estaba comprometido. Con Bianca, una princesa de la mafia de una familia rival. Me tragué mis lágrimas. Él simplemente me tomó de la barbilla, me sopló el humo en la cara y se rió. —Realmente no pensaste que podrías casarte conmigo, ¿verdad, Nora? Seamos claros. Nosotros tenemos sexo. Eso es todo. No eres una socia. Eres una pieza de arte que colecciono. Una mascota de mi propiedad. Una mascota. Eso es todo lo que él siempre quiso que yo fuera. En lugar de eso, tomé un teléfono desechable. [Acepto su oferta. Tres días. Sáquenme de este maldito Nueva York.]

I gave everything to save my fated mate, Alpha Austen. I even lost our pups. Twice. But he gave all the credit to his adoptive sister, Seraphina. He called me weak. Useless. He always chose her tears over my scars. He even stood by as her poison shattered my wolf spirit. As I lay dying, I watched him hold my killer and whisper, “I know it wasn’t your fault. This was her fate.” Then I opened my eyes. And I was back. Back before it all went wrong. This time, I’m done explaining. Done sacrificing. Right in front of him, I disguised a potion that would sever our mate bond as a "blessing elixir" and held it to his lips. “My love,” I said, “drink this. It’ll help you comfort your poor little sister.” He drank it without a second thought. In thirty days, under the Blood Moon, our mate bond will be severed for good. But only when I was truly gone did he finally regret it. He knelt before me, again and again, calling himself my fated mate. Begging me to take him back.

Nasci sem loba interior. Na academia, Arabella transformou minha vida em um inferno por causa disso. Quando finalmente me formei, minha loba despertou, concedendo-me um poderoso dom de cura. Achei que o pesadelo tivesse acabado. Então conheci meu companheiro destinado, o Alfa Tristan. Ele era poderoso, lindo e prometeu me dar o mundo. Mas no dia em que fui contar a Tristan que estava grávida, descobri uma verdade devastadora. Nunca foi Tristan quem esteve na minha cama. Era o irmão gêmeo dele, Ronan. O Alfa renegado que abandonou a alcateia anos atrás para viver entre humanos. Ele usou um imitador de cheiro para se infiltrar na minha cama e me engravidar. Tudo fazia parte de um plano doentio para me humilhar no meu grande dia. Eles queriam vingança por Arabella que mentiu dizendo que eu a havia intimidado. Queriam me destruir. Invadi o escritório para confrontá-los. Disse que exporia tudo e exigiria um pedido de desculpas. Em vez disso, me aprisionaram. Realizaram um ritual sombrio, drenando minha loba e transferindo-a para Arabella. Sugaram minha força vital e assassinaram meu filhote ainda não nascido. Morri em agonia. Então abri os olhos. Eu estava de volta ao dia em que descobri que estava grávida. Segurei minha barriga, uma única lágrima escorrendo pelo meu rosto. Aqueles desgraçados iam pagar caro por tudo o que fizeram.

The Complete Series of: The Mafia's Bloodlust Series. Arranged To The Mafia Love In The Mafia Wars The Mafia's Bloodlust Games (The Final Chapter) “Our marriage is nothing but a deal” He said looking the girl in the eye, her green eyes met his silver blue ones, both of their eyes hard as they glared at each other. “Believe me love, I don’t want this marriage any more than you do, but if it will bring peace to our families, then I will sign that stupid paper” she said glaring at him. ********************* She is the daughter of the English Mafia boss, and he is the Russian Mafia boss, and the only way to guarantee a proper, safe alliance between the two families, the Brook and the Ivanov family…

I waited eight years. The day I was supposed to become Luna, my fated mate, Alpha Cayden, rejected me in front of the entire pack. Because I was barren. He severed our mate bond and kissed my omega assistant, Lilith. Turns out, they had already mated. The bitch was pregnant with his child. Rage consumed me. I was ready to leave it all behind, but his mother threw me in a silver cell. He planned to strip me of my wolf and my gift—and give my powers to his new Luna, Lilith. Broken, I fled, only to be attacked by rogues and left for dead in a pool of my own blood. When I woke again, I was in a strange place. My memory was wiped clean. Alpha Rhys of the Shadowcrest Pack was by my side, promising to take care of me. And me, the barren wolf, I was pregnant… But I can no longer remember who the child's father was.

For eight years, Cecilia Moore was the perfect Luna, loyal, and unmarked. Until the day she found her Alpha mate with a younger, purebred she-wolf in his bed. In a world ruled by bloodlines and mating bonds, Cecilia was always the outsider. But now, she's done playing by wolf rules. She smiles as she hands Xavier the quarterly financials-divorce papers clipped neatly beneath the final page. “You're angry?” he growls. “Angry enough to commit murder,” she replies, voice cold as frost. A silent war brews under the roof they once called home. Xavier thinks he still holds the power-but Cecilia has already begun her quiet rebellion. With every cold glance and calculated step, she's preparing to disappear from his world-as the mate he never deserved. And when he finally understands the strength of the heart he broke... It may be far too late to win it back.

L'année de ma renaissance était aussi celle où la guerre contre les vampires a éclaté. La toute première chose que j'ai faite a été de me débarrasser du petit. Le petit de mon compagnon. Celui de l'Alpha Lucas. Dans ma vie précédente, il avait couvert son amie d'enfance, Sarah, lorsqu'elle s'était accouplée avec un vampire. Il avait pris mon enfant de sang pur et l'avait échangé contre le bâtard métis qu'elle portait. On m'avait accusée de trahison. On m'avait torturée à mort dans une cellule d'argent. Et mon propre fils, manipulé et endoctriné par Sarah, s'était tenu au-dessus de mon cadavre pour me dire de pourrir en enfer. Quand j'ai rouvert les yeux, j'étais enceinte de trois mois. Je n'ai pas hésité une seconde. Je me suis rendue directement à la cabane de la sorcière et j'ai bu le poison qu'elle m'a tendu. Mais tandis que la vie s'échappait de mon corps, j'ai débouché un autre flacon : une potion de Mimétisme, rare et coûteuse. Elle imite les battements de cœur d'un fœtus. Elle diffuse l'odeur d'une louve enceinte. Lucas veut un enfant sacrificiel pour endosser la faute de Sarah. Très bien. Je vais lui offrir le spectacle qu'il attend. Cette fois, je n'ai plus aucune faiblesse.

Betrayed by her mate. Hunted by her family. Desired by a king who should want her dead. For four years, Meira endured the humiliation of being Kaelan’s mate without ever conceiving until the night she caught him tangled in her stepsister’s arms. The rejection was brutal. The truth was worse. She was already carrying his child a forbidden secret in her pack, where bearing an ex-mate’s child is a crime. Her father’s punishment? Marry her off to his dying Beta… or be cast out to starve. Then Darius came. The Lycan King. The most feared ruler alive. He saved her from her father’s bargain not out of mercy, but because she was the perfect pawn in his war of vengeance. Cold. Merciless. Untouchable. Darius had sworn to erase her bloodline from existence. But one stolen night changes everything. Now the man who swore to destroy her can’t stop wanting her. And Meira… can’t stop wanting him back. When the truth of his betrayal comes to light, she walks away straight into the arms of the mate who broke her. But some truths are deadlier than lies… and when the final secret is revealed, it will burn kingdoms to the ground. He was her captor, her enemy, her ruin… and the only man she could never forget