Did Eren Die

A rogue and a runt. A born and raised alpha. A boy with a secret. And a man bent on changing fate, no matter who gets harmed. ~ "Have you contacted the council about the rogues?" "Yes and they say that rogues don't band together in mass amounts." "Did you tell them about the lack of scents?" I roll my eyes at his question. "Of course I did." "And?" "And they think there's a witch out there causing havoc for the rogues," I scoff. "They said that only a witch could hide a wolf's scent but I can't seem to think of what witch would be out there doing silly experiments that won't benefit them. They'd be better off working with a pack if they had any interest there at all." "I get where they're coming from but this is mass reports across the country," he says pointing to the map. "I've been on the phone with packs all over the country having the same issues. We seem to have a higher concentration as of late," he furrows his brows. "Other packs have been having decreases of these rogues?" He nods. "This past week alone we've had six sightings and it's only Thursday." I feel tension rise behind my eyes as the realization hit me. "It's Celeste, isn't it. . ." (rewrite of Innocent Little Runt

RATED 18 This is NOT your regular puppy love Christmas story, fit for a casual road trip with friends/family. This book contains extreme s****l contents, every chapter another opportunity to dr*p your pants, and mindlessly daydream about the first time you got laid out of your senses. If this isn't your vibe, pick up another book this instant. But if you're ready to walk this sin with Lilian, who had thought all her life that she hated men until she arrived at her best friend's house to spend Christmas. Sit tight, watch the scenes roll out. Remember, don't scream too loud. *** I never knew I could crave a man this hard, until I agreed to spend the Christmas break at Sonia's, my best friend I wouldn't even trade for gold. "I have two daddies. Surprise!" her voice had trailed off with every other sound as I beheld my forbidden desires. The surprise isn't that Sonia had been brought up by gay fathers and I knew nothing about it until now , the surprise is: Why was I m**ning my soul out in the middle of the night of Christmas, at the mercy of Sonia's supposedly gay daddies while she slept downstairs. I continued to be consumed bare and r*w, and that was the best Christmas present ever.

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.”

Shhhh... it's Santa O'clock They say Christmas is the season to give, to spread love, to reunite with loved ones, to have a full bunch of wishlists fulfilled by Santa, but has anyone ever stopped to think if Santa too has a wishlist begging to be fulfilled, huh? You bunch of greedy ass! *********** BLURB: The Christmas season came knocking on the door of Nelly Moore, a young lady who was in a complicated relationship with her boyfriend. Ever since her inability to be sexually stimulated, her ever-sweet relationship was hitting rock bottom. Dying to get a solution, she accepted a crazy, steamy Christmas vacation contest being hosted by a game lord in Costa Rica. Unfortunately, the Christmas miracle she expected wasn't exactly what she got. She found herself entangled in a lustful affair with the vacation's host—the game lord himself, a man old enough to be her father. And to make the situation more twisted, he doesn't believe in love; he only views humans as being bound by lust and nothing more, which brought a clash of perspectives, since Nelly, the lover girl, believes love exists. The whole ordeal started with a provocative question: "Will you be Santa's prize and fulfil his wishlist?" ********* Grab a cup of coffee and make sure you have a guy next door to grab while you slide into chapter one to dive into this thrilling, steamy Christmas story. (strictly:18+).

To break my marriage contract, I offered my virginity to my father's Alpha Friends—the Sterling twins. And they didn't want me. *** When my mate died in mysterious circumstances, my world shattered. And before I could even grieve, my father arranged my marriage to another Alpha, one of his powerful business allies. Henry Richardson—a monster. The catch? The bride had to be a virgin. To break the marriage contract, I needed to do the unthinkable—lose my innocence before the wedding. And the only men I could see who had the power... were the ones I should never have looked at twice. The Sterling Twins. Alpha Ashton Sterling and Alpha Jax Sterling—my father's oldest friends, ruthless, dangerous, and utterly off-limits. They swore they wouldn't touch me. They swore they wouldn't let the contract break because that's what my father asked for. And I? I swore I'd make them. But soon the nights filled reckless sins started to unravel secrets that were never meant to be found—because my mate didn't just die. He was murdered. And the monster behind it all... might just be the man who raised me.

On the day I died, my boyfriend was with another woman. He was a man I had rescued from the clutches of rich women. My condition was for him to be my boyfriend for three years, and he agreed. I showered him with money, resources, and connections, single-handedly making him famous. Yet, while he told me we could not date publicly, he casually engaged in fake romance rumors with others for publicity. One of his rumored girlfriends even came to me with a voice message. "If it weren’t for using her as a stepping stone, who would bother with someone so dull and boring?" But after I died, why did he go mad?

Alex Lepont et Léa Thomas ne s'entendaient pas depuis l'enfance. Et pourtant, cette année-là, il ne restait plus qu'eux deux pour un mariage arrangé dans leur cercle. Alex affirmait qu'il préférerait mourir plutôt que d'épouser Léa. Léa, soudain intéressée, a répondu : « Alors je vais absolument t'épouser. Meurs vite, s'il te plaît. » Le jour du mariage, Alex a lâché des dizaines de poules pour humilier Léa. Elle, sans la moindre expression, a attrapé une poule et l'a jetée vers lui. Alex, aussitôt, a perdu toute envie de se moquer d'elle. En regardant Léa qui tenait absolument à l'épouser, il lui a lancé d'un ton moqueur : « Tu vas le regretter. » Après trois ans de mariage, Léa a surpris Alex pour la quatre-vingt-dix-neuvième fois en train de la tromper. Ce n'était qu'à ce moment-là qu'elle a vraiment compris ce que signifiait réellement les mots d'Alex.

I spent a year starving for a man who wouldn't touch me. Then his father and brother decided to feast. Rob called me a slut when I begged him to fuck me. Made me feel worthless for craving his hands on my body. Then he let another woman suck his cock right in front of me—and told me she did it better. I should have left. But I followed him to his family's private island in Italy instead. That's where I met them. Victor Marchetti. Rob's father. Silver hair, ice-blue eyes, and a body built for sin. He looked at me like he wanted to devour me whole. When his hand touched the small of my back, I felt it between my thighs. Dante. The older brother. Dark, dangerous, and built like he could break me apart with his bare hands. One look from those black eyes and I was wet. One word from that deep voice and I was ready to drop to my knees. I tried to resist. Tried to remember I had a boyfriend sleeping down the hall. But they hunted me. Cornered me. Made me admit what my body had been screaming for. When they finally took me—both of them, at the same time, claiming every hole, every sound, every desperate whimper—I understood what I'd been missing. Victor's hand around my throat while Dante buried himself so deep I couldn't breathe. Two men who didn't just want me. They needed me. Owned me. Ruined me for anyone else. Rob made me beg for scraps. His father and brother made me scream their names.

With a scar on her face that makes no one associate with her, Princess Elodie must face life alone since she has no one but herself. All her life, she has dreamed of meeting her mate who will take away the shame she is facing and love her the way she is. But the mate in turn hated her as much as everyone and rejected her. Carrying the pain of the rejection, she knew she would never see him again and hoped the moon goddess would bless her with another mate that will love her. But what happens when the same mate that rejected her turns out to be the new husband who was arranged for her? And what happens when the same scar on her face is the only thing that can cure the sickness that spreads through their pack? Can their new-found love sustain through the tough time that the both of them are about to embark together?

Melody Cinta, bukan nama judul lagu atau judul sinetron, adalah nama seorang gadis putri tunggal sebuah keluarga pengusaha. Alfata Langit, sesosok cowok dingin, angkuh, cuek , egois dan suka bertindak semau gue putra dari sahabat orang tua Melody. Mereka berdua di perkenalkan, di paksa menjadi kekasih dengan tujuan pertunangan dan pernikahan. Di satu sisi, ada seorang penggemar rahasia yang begitu perhatian pada Melody dan mampu membuat hati gadis itu selalu berbunga dan penuh warna setiap harinya. Hanya saja dia belum mau menampakkan diri dan bertemu secara langsung dengan Melody. Jadi gimana dong, Melody harus meletakkan hati dan pilihannya pada siapa. Setia menunggu sang penggemar rahasia yang entah kapan bersedia bertemu dengannya, atau harus menerima lelaki menyebalkan yang di paksa menjadi kekasih dan tunangannya bahkan berlanjut menjadi suaminya. Lelaki yang seringkali membuat galau hati Melody hingga membuatnya mendapat cap dan panggilan "berengsek" dari bibir dan hati terdalamnya.