Destined To Meet You

Chandra grew up in a broken family. Her whole life is in peace while living with her mother. That is why when she's finally in the right age and she decided to live her life in the city with her brother, there she met her brother's bestfriend Kingstone. The Dean's favorite grandson and Chandra's walking nightmare. How did the badboy named Kingstone became Chandra's walking nightmare? It's because she's his favorite target when it comes in bullying. But when she's with her brother, Kingstone always act as if she doesn't exist. But one day, Kingstone started acting so caring and protective. It makes Chandra to think that's his action is one of his ways on bullying him. But slowly, she started to feel something she shouldn't and it makes her think that she's destined with the badboy.

Shiloh is an Dominant Omega in a world where he lives, Dominant Omega and Dominant Alpha only born among the elite. So when his dad sold him off to a " Madam," everyone took advantage of him. Shiloh went through a lot until he met Gruvv, a dominant alpha. Gruvv's got his own problem, he can't smell pheromones because of his depression. He was never in a rut again, and his family was always trying to get him to smell pheromones again. Gruvv is the new head of the DHURUDATTA family, which is a mafia family. They were the reason Shiloh's father ran away, he had a lot of debts. Gruvv went after Shiloh's father and took Shiloh as a hostage.

"Do you really think someone like you is worthy of love?" he whispered in Eleanor's ear, making her body shudder in fear. "I... I don't know," she stuttered, her voice trembling, eyes fixed on the ground to avoid his piercing gaze. "I would never love a weak wolf like you, an aberration," he spat with disdain, his words filled with anger. "You shame our kind, Eleanor!" She slowly lifted her eyes to meet his intense gaze. "Do you hate me for this?" she asked, her voice faltering. "Hate?" He tilted his head, a cruel smile forming on his lower lip. "Hate is too soft a word. I feel repulsion towards you, disgust at being tied to such an insignificant being." Eleanor fought back tears as she heard his next words. "I, Asher Bennett, future Alpha of the Bloody Moon Pack, reject Eleanor Parker as my mate!" he growled angrily, turning away with contempt. "Never dare to say you're my mate again, You have a choice, Eleanor. You can bow down and accept your miserable fate... or you can fight, like the fool you are, thinking you have any chance." "A miserable fate for a wretched girl, what more could Eleanor Parker expect? After being brutally rejected by her mate and betrayed by her stepsister, sold like an animal by those who wished her dead, she rises from the ashes beside the great and supreme Alpha King Lynca, the cruelest of all werewolves capable of killing anyone who dares to disobey him. "I thought I signed my death sentence with the bloodthirsty Alpha King, responsible for hundreds of deaths. Yet, he became my rebirth, making me feel alive. Love drew me toward the abyss between us, where I could easily lose myself." Eleanor sighed, meeting his mesmerizing arctic blue eyes.

Alpha Ares was vicious and heartless. Driven by the need to be at the top, his pack– the Coldcrest pack, was a no-nonsense pack. It was the largest of them all, and it was comprised of brutal and strong warriors who were drilled to come back triumphant after every battle. They were terrified by all. The sheer mention of his name would have the other packs trembling in fear. Infuriated by the demise of his parents, who were both slaughtered by wolf-hunters, Alpha Ares had only one rule – No pack member of his was to be mated to a human. Anyone who was to be painstakingly blessed with a human mate had to be killed or exiled, no matter their rank in the pack. And this rule was never to be broken. Appalled by his harsh judgment and vicious ways, the Moon goddess decided to bless him in the cruellest of ways. She gave him a mate, after so many years spent by Alpha Ares yearning for one. The only problem was, she gave him a human mate. A timid human mate named Akira.

Ever since we brought our six-year-old daughter, Elise, home, she's been keeping her distance. My husband, Patrick Sheeter, chalked it up to "adjustment issues." Told me to bring her more gifts when I got back from my overseas trip. I was halfway out the door when I heard her voice in my head. 'Should I tell Mom that Della always hits me? 'Dad says Mom hates tattletales. Especially me. 'But if I keep quiet, I might not make it till Mom gets back.' My stomach flipped. I turned around. Elise was curled up in the corner, eyes glassy with tears. Silent. But I still heard her. 'Maybe I lived again just to see Mom one more time.' Patrick, noticing I was frozen, casually reminded me I was gonna miss my flight. Right. Like that mattered. I turned and slapped him so hard. Screw the business trip. I was staying. Let's see who's got the guts to mess with my kid now.

When Heather Blaire Rossi found out that she's not an ordinary mortal. She secretly started to trained her self as a magic user.

Qamaria "Aria" Martin has everything every girl would want in high school life. She is ready to face any challenges college life will throw on her way, but one night changes everything for her. She thought monsters were just myths used to scare them when they were kids, not until she discovered she is one of them. Would she be able to overcome the changes in her life she never thought would happen? Or will she let it consume her? Leo Hunter had always been aware of the prophecy revealed when he was still a kid. That one day, he will meet Aria again, they will lead their pack together, and will take back their home – Crescent Hill. But then he discovered that in fulfilling their destiny, one of them has to die. Is he going to be selfish and run away with Aria? Or is he going to sacrifice himself for his beloved and their pack? Matt Hunter a responsible Alpha and reliable brother. He is willing to do everything for his brother and their pack. Ruthless and is willing to sacrifice everything for his brother and their pack. But things got complicated when he fell in love with his brother’s girl. Would he be able to find a loophole in the prophecy to save the love of his life and his only brother? Is romance heavier than brotherhood? Duty, love, or family; which would he choose?

Phoebe Arcadia's life has been in a series of unfortunate events. It seems like bad luck is always by her side, and she doesn't know when will lady luck give the good luck that she deserves. Well, her life changed when she suddenly died, became an Alpha's cat, and was given a mission to save the Alpha in order for her to get her life back again. Will she be able to do this mission, or will she just die for real and won't be reborn again? Copyright © 2021 by MissAlbularyo. All Rights Reserved.

Christmas magic is in the air at the Santa Clause Ball! Will it lead to love? Growing up in a town called Mistletoe Mountain, it's no wonder I love Christmas. My parents named me appropriately, too. You can't get much more Christmas-y than Holly Lane Garland! This Christmas is going to be even more magical than usual--I can just feel it! At the annual Santa Claus Ball, I meet an amazing man who makes my heart play "Jingle Bells." There's just one problem--well, maybe two. I have no idea what his name is--or what he looks like. (Did I mention the Santa Claus Ball is a masquerade?) Searching for my perfect man leads me to make a new friend. Patrick is amazing, and we have so much in common. He loves Christmas, too. But I think he has a girlfriend. And, well, he's just not the guy who kissed me under the mistletoe. Or is he? Will I find love before Santa arrives, or will I lose my chance at mistletoe magic? If you like sweet, clean Christmas romance novels that get you in the mood for the holidays, you won't want to miss this new romance from the author of Melody's Christmas, Christmas Cocoa, and All I Want for Christmas is Pooch!

On the flight to Arlencia, a post popped up: [What's it like to have sex in a wedding dress?] The pic showed a girl yanking some guy's purple tie while he hiked up her gown. His face was blurred, but hers? Straight-up blissed out. Everyone in the comments was swooning over how in love they looked. I didn't swoon. I froze. Because that purple tie? I gave it to Zeke Santoro, my fiancé, a few days ago. And that wedding dress? The exact custom one he had made for me. There was only one. I kept zooming in, heart racing, until I spotted a family photo in the background. My hands were shaking when I called him. "I wanna see the dress," I said. He hesitated. "It's at the studio getting final touches. Not with me right now. I'll show it to you later." I just smiled and hung up. That was all I needed. Zeke cheated—and the girl? His stepsister, Jella. Total circus. I reopened the post and shot her a DM: [Your wedding dress is stunning. I have the same one.]