Disguised Among Alphas: How I Befriended My Enemies

“Please, stop," I gasped, my voice barely a whisper as Damien's lips trailed down my neck, sending shivers down my spine. I tilted my head to the side, giving him more access, unable to resist the pleasure he was giving me. "Are you sure you want us to stop?" Dorian's voice was teasing, his hands exploring my body in a way that made my heart race. "I have a mate," I managed to say, the words coming out in a breathless plea. "Don't worry, we'll make you forget all about him," Rhett murmured, his lips capturing my nipple, sending a jolt of desire through me. How did my fate take such a dramatic turn? Framed by my ruthless stepmother and rejected by my destined mate, I was cast out of my pack, forced to leave behind everything I knew. The decree was clear: never set foot in my former home again. Yet, life had other plans. Now, I find myself bound to not one, but three stunningly handsome and formidable alphas - my second chance mates. How did I go from outcast to the center of their attention?"

Azara Storm is a special wolf, blessed by the goddess with immense abilities. Her fairy-tale life ended the night her pack was raided. Left as the only survivor after the invasion, she tried to flee but was caught by the famous ferocious quadruplet Alphas. Fate plays a trick on her as the quadruplets not only recognize her as their mate but also protect her from her hunters, which is unlike them, but this protection comes at a huge cost. Azara's heart shatters when she discovers that she is bound to be the quadruplet Alphas' slave mate. Her life ended the moment they claimed her. They were her Masters, her body and soul belonged to them. Soon, Azara not only got entangled in the unexpected romance with the quadruplets, but she found herself drawn to the brothers’ mystery. They were gross darkness and she was the pure light, but one thing about darkness was its ability to allure even the purest light, consuming it until it is stripped of its innocence. The burning desire to claim them consumed her, but this was at the expense of her deepest darkest secret. Would she be willing to compromise even if revealing her identity could test their love? Could she have them all? Whose heart would be broken so hers could be whole? What happens when the rogues come for her, would she be able to hide her secret forever?

Chandria Mielle Buenavista thought she was the cherished heiress of a wealthy family—until they revealed she wasn’t their real daughter and discarded her. In a fit of rage, she makes a reckless bet at a casino, crossing paths with Nicola Henderson, a notorious bad boy. After a wild night together, she wakes up with no memory—except for a bracelet that might link him to her. Three years later, Chandria, now a single mother of triplets, meets Nicola again. Determined to uncover the truth, she becomes his secretary and draws him back into her life. As old enemies resurface and Nicola’s dark world threatens to tear them apart, they must confront the secrets of their past and decide if they can build a future together.

Hart has been living his ideal life as his plan to become rich was sailing smoothly until one day his childhood friend whom he has always been glued together with suddenly confessed. " You want to do what???!!!!! " " I want to do YOU " Panicked, Hart pushed Zachary away which resulted in him crushing on the girl that is rumoured to be the daughter of a mafia boss... Irene:" You caused this problem, you solve it. Otherwise, you two will help me with my task " Zachary:" Ginger Tea, I don't like wearing skirts :( "

To complete the dare given by her friends, Emery kisses the first stranger who steps into the club. To avoid any trouble, Emery and her friends waste no time in leaving the club. Little did she know, the guy she kissed was the new CEO of the company she worked in. Andrew Jefferson knew nothing but work, and as the heir of the country's biggest fashion brand, Faye Leather, his life had always been devoid of love until he met Emery. He instantly fell in love with her, but she disappeared in the night, just like in a fairytale. What will happen when Andrew discovers that the girl he has been looking for works in her company? Will Emery keep trying to hide her identity or will she confess the truth she has been avoiding?

I never meant to kiss him. It was a stupid mistake—a reckless moment fueled by too much adrenaline and the thrill of a party I should never have been at. But when my lips brushed against his, the world stopped. His hands gripped my waist, his breath tangled with mine, and for a fleeting second, I forgot who he was. Liam Blackwood. My stepbrother. The guy who had tormented me since the day our parents married. The brooding, tattooed bad boy with a reputation that made girls weak in the knees. I should have pulled away. I should have screamed. Instead, I let him deepen the kiss, let his touch set my skin on fire. Now, we’re trapped in a dangerous game of stolen glances, whispered threats, and undeniable chemistry. Every moment alone is a ticking bomb. Every brush of his fingers makes me crave something I can’t have. He’s forbidden. Off-limits. But the way he looks at me? The way he makes me feel? It’s only a matter of time before we cross the line again. And this time, there will be no turning back.

"I like that girl. And she is the girl I will marry."Nicholas said to his elder brother Andrew, as he eyed Eliza from top to bottom with a smile on his face. "No chance." With just two words, Andrew immediately smashed all his hopes. "But why?" Nicholas asked with confusion and suspicion evident on his face. "Because she doesn't like men".Andrew replied with a smirk on his face. Nicholas felt like his heart shattered into pieces, however he tried to calm down himself and asked," That means she likes women, right?" Andrew laughed and immediately denied his suspicion," No, she just hates man. I don't think she has involvement with women. And before you ask me the reason, I clearly want to tell you that I have no clue about that as well." Nicholas felt relieved and looked in the direction of the sky as he placed his right hand on his heart and said," Then you see how I will make her mine.

She was transferred against her will. He never wanted an assistant.Now they’re stuck together… and sparks are flying.Eva Rodríguez has built her career with grit, grace, and zero tolerance for entitled men in designer suits. So when she’s forced to spend a year as personal assistant to Julian Salvator New York’s most insufferable CEO—she’s ready for war, not workplace chemistry.Julian is everything she hates: arrogant, broody, impossibly handsome. But beneath his sharp suits and sharper tongue is a man haunted by secrets—and maddeningly drawn to the one woman who doesn’t fall at his feet.

“Watching my brothers now, are we?” “I heard strange noises. Turns out that it's your brothers who are up to no good again.” “The no good is called a threesome," he replied casually as if we were talking about the weather, "If I should join them, it's going to become a foursome.” I refused to focus on the mental image his words conjured in my mind, refused to think about how my core was dampening. ******** They're boys that she loathes the most. Trained to be rivals from a very young age, Human Heiress Hazel has always dismissed the Alpha Princes called Rossi Brothers and has always deemed them nothing more than misfits, useless, and arrogant. Until her whole life crumbles and she's forced into a marriage with a man twice her age by her father despite working hard to be above that. In a desperate act of rebellion and an act of gaining control over her life, she signs up on a sex site she has always wanted. It's supposed to be a night of secret, of passion, of her getting pleasured by the men whose faces she couldn't see but it turned out to be her greatest undoing. The men are the Rossi Brothers and now that they've had a taste of the princess they've always been obsessed with, they want more and they'd risk everything to make her theirs. A dark and erotic reverse harem story!

My boyfriend gave me away to his arch-nemesis because he lost a bet. On the same night, I was driven to his arch-nemesis’ house. Before leaving, he expressed remorse, “Anya, just bear with it for a bit. I will come to pick you up in a month.” That night, the man pinned me to the bed and started unbuttoning my shirt. As he traced his cold fingertips against my collarbone, he said, deep and seductively, “So that’s the scumbag you fell for? Why don’t you be with me instead? I can give you everything you want.” I leaned forward and kissed him right away. “Sure.”