Eastern Religion

Tonight is the night; the night Elsa gives an heir to Blackwood pack. The strongest of all packs and in line to hold the Lycan king title.  She had waited for this day, offered prayers and sacrifices to the moon goddess to bless her and her husband, Alpha Riguel with a son. What happened, during her labour; she had called her loving husband, only to hear the bedroom sound of him and her step sister. Elsa couldn't believe her ears. Riguel only needed her to breed pups for him and divorce her later. He never loved her from the beginning and to crown it all, her step sister was her rivalry.  Now, instead of one son, she birthed three identical sons, which automatically makes Riguel the next Lycan king.  But, after finding out the truth. Will Elsa confront the Alpha. Will she forgive him and present his sons to him or will redemption get in the way. FIND OUT! 

Warning: This book contains violence, explicit content, taboo affairs, forbidden relationships, and BDSM. It is intended for adults, 18 and above. “This is…wrong, you are my twin sister's mates.” I stammered breathlessly, teeth sinking into my bottom lip as my body convulsed with the arrival of my fifth orgasm. ***** Betrayed by my mate and enduring a heartwrenching rejection, my world crumbled the day I was sold off to a vegetable Alpha to become a breeder. But things took a swift dark turn as the vegetable turned out to be not one, not two, but three savage, sinful, dominant forces. The rules were simple; No strings attached. Avoid eye contact. Speak only when spoken to. Produce the next heir. Disobedience meant swift death. Once all these were in place, hopefully, my freedom or death would be granted. Sticking to the rules was easy, until the rhapsody of an unforgettable night in the red room. A deadly mistake that blurred the line between loyalty and family. They were forbidden fruits, my twin sister's mates. But I couldn't get enough of their massive cocks plunging into me from unholy directions. Their hungry tongues claiming my filthy mouth, their wandering hands ravaging my body, bending me in ungodly positions. Deliciously sinful. Once a naive virgin, now, a perfect good girl for their ruin. Like a magnet, their sinful voices pulled me to them dangerously, conquering my morals. When their voices go, “Spread your thighs for us, little dove.” I responded with total submission to my master's. What was supposed to be a one-time mistake turned into a deadly secret obsession. But secrets don't stay buried forever...especially the ones laced with a curse…and my Masters were hiding more than just their dark pasts. One deadly truth was capable of tearing us apart.

I finally recovered my sight. Just as I was about to tell my parents about it, a slip of paper on the table caught my attention. "Don't tell your parents you've recovered your sight."

“You look perfect like this,” one whispered, fingers down my thigh. “I wondered if you really killed her, did you?” Cuffed, wrists above my head, legs bare and open, one ran a flogger over my belly. I arched back, gasping. Another leaned in, breath hot at my neck. The third stood at the edge of the bed, watching me squirm. “We don’t even need to touch you to make you beg.” Then he finally did, he slipped two fingers straight between my legs, slow and deep. “Oh my god,” I moaned, hips bucking. “You’re this wet already?” he growled, curling his fingers inside me. “And we haven’t even started fucking you yet.” The one at my neck licked a trail down to my collarbone. “You killed her. Admit it.” I shook my head, but my body gave me away. My legs were shaking. I was clenching around his fingers like I’d never been touched before. "I didn't do it." I moaned again “Say whose hole this is,” he demanded. “M-mine—” The flogger struck my thigh. “Try again." I looked up, breathless. “Yours. Fuck. It’s yours.” ******** Chloe was sent to Nightshade Academy, the same elite school where her sister allegedly took her own life. To earn her father’s approval and uncover the truth, she had no choice but to go. Now, after another student is found dead, Chloe was the prime suspect due to the circumstances surrounding the death. Tied by an unbreakable bond to the three Alpha triplets sent to catch the killer. Now, Chloe is caught in their dangerous web. Worse? She’s mated to all three who are determined to make her accept to the crime.

Willow’s life was already a dangerous temptation, sharing a roof with four handsome, towering, and domineering stepbrothers who push every boundary between family and fantasy. But when her father is murdered and her home drenched in blood, on the same day a truth unfolded: her stepbrothers weren't always what they seemed, they were lycans and fate had cruelly marked her to them. Now on the run from traitors of her pack and hunted by an unknown enemy who wants her blood to break a curse she doesn't even have a slightest clue of, Willow is trapped between the pull of her stepbrothers' touch and the fear of surrendering to them completely. The more they protect her in her new surrounding, the more she falls for them and wants to explore her fantasies. They all made a promise to return Willow back to her pack when she's ready and reclaim her father's title as Alpha, but as jealousy began to creep in and the desire to share her diminished into a heated rivalry, can they fulfill their promise to her or this is to be a bond even the moon goddess might regret?

She stripped herself naked before him, baring not just her body but whatever it was left of her dignity. "Isn't this what you wanted, like all the other Alphas?" She asked him, her voice trembling with pain and contempt. He stood frozen as he beheld the figure before him. And after a few minutes, picked up her robe and wrapped it gently around her. Then he walked away. She wasn't just a woman and her body which he had just seen was a sin - the kind that made time pause and had men under it's hypnotic influence. And for the first time in his life, he had felt something stir within him. His body had betrayed him, rising with a hunger that terrified him. It wasn’t just lust. It was raw and ferocious. For her and only her… his desire finally woke up. --- They say the Bloodmoon brings out the worst in beasts. For him, it made him Alpha. For me, it made me hunted. When I was chosen as a tribute to the Bloodmoon Hunt, I expected to finally have a mate. After being rejected five times by my previous ones. But what I didn't expect... was it to be him. Alpha Denzel: brutal, cold and cursed by the moon itself. Everyone fears him. They say he's unlovable and untamable. Because of his tyranny. But I’m not everyone. And I’ve got a beast of my own. That beast of an Alpha is mine to tame. Or destroy. Whichever comes first.

I never asked to live with three drop-dead gorgeous Alpha triplets. All I ever wanted was to become a trauma surgeon, save lives, and stay far away from pack drama. But life had other plans the moment my boyfriend dumped me for his true mate and I stumbled right into them. Ethan, Jason, and Tyler Blackstone. The heirs every she-wolf dreams about, the future leaders of our world and now, my unexpected housemates. They're everything I shouldn't want, dangerous, magnetic, impossible to ignore and yet, the closer I get, the more my carefully planned future unravels. Because the Blackstone triplets aren't just here to protect and annoy me. They might be here to claim me. And the question is, will I let them?

On her fourteenth birthday, Kira watched in horror as her parents were beheaded before the entire pack. They were accused of orchestrating the Luna’s death, branded as traitors, and executed without mercy. Years passed, and Kira lived in the shadows of that terrible day. Labeled the daughter of traitors, she was forced to serve at the pack house, enduring cruelty and scorn from the pack members. The triplets, sons of the murdered Luna, hated her most of all, despising her for the supposed sins of her parents. But on her eighteenth birthday, everything changed. Kira discovered the impossible—she was fated to all three brothers. Each one, upon realizing the truth, kept it hidden from the others, secretly battling their rage and disgust. Their first instinct was to reject her. Desperate, Kira begged for time. Three months. That was all she needed—long enough to strengthen her wolf, to endure their rejection without losing herself completely. They agreed. But three months is a long time. Long enough for hatred to fade. Long enough for forbidden desire to take root. And long enough for each brother, in secret, to start falling for the one girl they vowed to despise. When the time is up, will they still be able to let her go? Or will she become the one thing they can’t live without?

Content Warning: Smut, Smut and Smut. “Whose cock made you cry the loudest tonight?” Lucien’s voice was a low snarl as he gripped my jaw, forcing my mouth open. “Yours,” I gasped, my voice wrecked from screaming. “Alpha, please—” Silas’s fingers dug into my hips as he slammed back inside me, rough and unrelenting. “Liar,” he growled against my spine. “She sobbed on mine.” “Should we make her prove it?” Claude said, his fangs grazing my throat. “Tie her up again. Let her beg with that pretty mouth until we decide she’s earned our knots.” I was trembling, dripping, used—and all I could do was moan, “Yes, please. Use me again.” And they did. Like they always do. Like they can’t help it. Like I belong to all three of them. --- Lilith used to believe in loyalty. In love. In her pack. But everything was torn away. Her father—the late Beta of Fangspire died. Her mother, heartbroken, drank wolfsbane and never woke up. And her boyfriend? He found his mate and left Lilith behind without a second glance. Wolfless and alone, with hospital debt piling high, Lilith enters the Rite—a ritual where women offer their bodies to the cursed Alphas in exchange for gold. Lucien. Silas. Claude. Three ruthless Alphas, cursed by the Moon Goddess. If they don’t mark their mate before twenty-six, their wolves will destroy them. Lilith was supposed to be a means to an end. But something changed the moment they touched her. Now they want her—marked, ruined, worshipped. And the more they take, the more they crave. Three Alphas. One wolfless girl. No fate. Just obsession. And the more they taste her, The harder she is to let go.

“Strip and kneel down, Teresa” “You should know better than to try and escape us, Teresa. We own you, you belong to us and we will do with you as we please” “This isn't a normal mate bond. When we are hurt, she's hurt and when she's hurt, we are hurt…So that means, if she dies, we die and if we die, she dies” In the Black Crest pack, Omegas were sold as slaves and breeders. Teresa Finch was disowned by her mother because she was an Omega, her mother had just become the new wife of the Old Alpha Brock and didn't want him to find out that she had a weak daughter. This led to Teresa being put out for auction where she met her three mates. Keller, Bennett and Lynch, the domineering trio. They were the three sons of Old alpha Brock and known for their ruthless and rebellious behavior. They were selfish and nonchalant, taking pleasure in oppressing the weak. And Teresa just so happens to be their perfect target. Angry that their mate was nothing more than a weak omega, they decided to make her their plaything. But how long does this go on for when one of them suddenly went missing, one turned partially rogue and the third lost his wolf? Teresa in the midst of all these strange occurrences was the only one who could find out the truth and fix them… especially when her life was on the line too.