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Her new triplet step-brothers successfully blackmailed her into being their mistress, but why did feel she attracted to them? **** Welcome to the family, Cassandra," Jared smirked, getting up and putting his hand in his pocket to hide his obvious bulge. "You should not have done that," I said, getting up after him, my face red from embarrassment. "We're step-siblings." And why was I feeling aroused from just a peck? "No." He said that with a very strong voice. “My Dad married your mother and that's where it all ends. My offer to share the room still stands." After Cassandra's lover’s death, her mother invited her to leave the witch coven she grew up in and grab a vacation at her husband’s mansion. Little did she doesn’t know that she would be sharing the house with her stepfather's triplets, and they are three Lycans. The discovery was unexpected to the powerful witch, what’s more surprising was… she was attracted to them, not just to one of them, but to all of them.

My fiancé's true love was diagnosed with an incurable disease. Her last request? "I want your bridal gown, your wedding, your fiancé, and you to be our wedding witness." She donned the gown I had made for myself, wore the jewelry I had chosen for my special day, and took my fiancé's arm. She stole my marriage. I thought I would endure it—for the sake of a dying woman. But that wasn't enough for her. Soon, she attended an auction to buy the only thing I had left from my late mother. I watched as she and my ex drove the price of Mom's white nephrite bracelet up to a staggering 27,000,000 dollars. The people I had called family had drained me dry. I was at my wit's end. I couldn't afford to keep the bracelet any longer. I was about to lose my mother's keepsake—until a calm, cool voice echoed above the din. "40,000,000." The crowd fell silent. The mysterious scion of the Kenway family had spoken. And he added, "A gift for me to the ever-elegant Miss Taylor Jones." I thanked him. "I'll repay you for this, Mr. Kenway. Slowly, but surely!" He frowned. "Hold on. Don't you remember me, Taylor?" "Huh?!"

My brother calls me his princess and transfers money to me as allowance; his wife-to-be misunderstands and thinks I'm his secret lover. She crashes my new apartment, which I've lovingly decorated, with a group of friends and family. "I can't believe you're someone's secret lover when you're so young! I'll teach you a lesson on your parents' behalf! I'm going to spread your illicit relationship online so your teachers and classmates will all know how shameless you are!" They trash my new apartment and rip my clothes off. Then, they make sure to get my student ID in the scene as they record me getting bullied. My brother rushes over, his eyes red and bloodshot. "Have you guys lost your mind? How dare you bully my sister!"

“She is to be my slave.” He says, dropping the bomb before gripping my chin tightly and forcing me to face him. “Do you have a problem with that, princess?” I try not to flinch from the pain, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. But I fail to hide the obvious hate for him in my eyes. I hate him for killing the love of my life. He chuckles and tightens his hold on my chin. His eyes flash red momentarily before returning to their normal grey and I tremble from fear. He looks at me like he wants to destroy my very soul but I don't drop my eyes as I glower at him spitefully. “Glare at me all you want, little bunny. From now on, I'm your master.” He smirks. I don’t know how I got here. I fell from riches to rags when I became a slave to the ruthless, dangerous, and cruel Lycan king overnight. He killed my fiancé, threatened my father, the Alpha king, and destroyed my life, turning me into a pauper and a slave pet when I was born a princess. He wanted me to be his breeder and give birth to his mini Lycan babies. This man was my worst nightmare and I was afraid of him. But can someone explain to me why when I'm close to him, I feel like my body is about to explode into a thousand pieces? He’s my enemy and I should find an opportunity to kill him to avenge my fiancé but why do all the cells in my body burn for him, wanting him close when I should loathe him and try my best to run away from him?

Amelia's heart filled with fear as the kanye Male Alpha approached her. She had always been taught that Alphas only mated with other Alphas, and now she was face-to-face with one. She cowered as he inhaled her scent at her neck, then moved southward between her thighs, causing her to gasp and stiffen. Suddenly, the male looked up, snarling angrily. "What is this?" he growled. "You smell like an Alpha, but you're not one." Amelia trembled, unsure of how to respond. The male continued to explore her body, sniffing deeply into her womanhood. She felt completely powerless. Then, the male abruptly looked up again, his hair touching her chin as he glared at the others. "Mine," he snarled. "She's MINE!" Amelia realized with a sinking feeling that she had become his property. She was subject to his dominance and control, and there was nothing she could do to stop him.

I'm Aurora, a commoner, an inferior bloodline. My parents taught me a lot of things growing up, but the most important one is never piss off a royal. They run the world, they make the rules, and they are brutal when they don’t get exactly what they want, especially an unmated commoner girl. Most royals fuck commoner girls for fun, knowing we couldn’t possibly fight back. Some of them do it to get their release and then kill them, leaving behind no chance for an heir that is a half-breed. I’ve never seen a commoner female return from the palace. There aren’t many of us left in my pack, but my alpha has managed to convince the royal warriors that there aren’t any unmated females in his pack and if there were, he would gladly hand them over I’m unmated, only a year and half away from turning twenty to feel my mate. I pray to Moon Goddess that I need the protection of a mate. Until that day, a tall, brute man walks into my house like he was invited in. I tremble while he grins. He is a Royal.

Zara always lived a life of fear and abuse at the hands of her alcoholic father and brother. She lived in an average pack, isolated from the rest of the werewolf community, and had no one to turn to for help. One night, after enduring yet another beating from her brother, Zara knew she couldn't take it anymore. Urged on by her wolf, Zara ran away from her pack. As she ran, she could feel the weight of her pack's disapproval and abandonment bearing down on her. She was a rogue now, an outcast. But she didn't care. She just wanted to be free of the abuse and the terror that had defined her life for as long as she could remember. Zara ran until she reached the border of a notorious pack, known for its brutal treatment of rogues. She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she had made a terrible mistake. But then she heard the sound of her brother's voice in her head, taunting her and telling her she would never amount to anything. That was all the motivation she needed. Zara crossed the border into the unknown, determined to make a new life for herself no matter the cost.

My heart clenched painfully in my chest as I thought of what I was about to say. It was the only way to save him, I chanted over again. "I'm rejec-ct..." I stuttered and then cleared my throat. "I'm rejecting you, Slade Hall as my mate. Whatever bond you feel between us is null and void from today. And I am getting married to prince Damien Cord of MoonStone pack." Slade roared, and his eyes flashed goldenly. He shoved me away and fell to the floor, groaning in pain. I fell to my knees, sobbing. It wasn't because I did the right thing to save him; I had lost my mate forever and wouldn't be getting him again... . Winter was an Omega and switched at birth. After living a difficult life and almost getting used to it, she was revealed to be the Alpha's daughter due to her striking resemblance to the Luna of the Royal Moon Pack. Winter thought her life had changed for the better and decided to make do with what was before her; however, it was only the beginning of her predicament. When she believed she wouldn't get to live the life she wanted, her wolf came forth, and her mate was revealed. However, it was her brother whom the moon goddess had mated to her. What was worse was she wanted it. Many challenges lie ahead; how would Winter overcome each when most were from the people she assumed would watch out for her?

I found out I was pregnant at the same time as my mafia husband’s childhood sweetheart Rosa. To protect her baby from being aborted by her parents, my husband claimed her baby as his own. As for mine? He coxed me, saying he will claim only after her baby was born. I confronted him, demanding to know why he would do this to me. His response was cold and unwavering: “Claiming her baby as mine was the only way to protect them both. I won’t let anything happen to her or the child.” In that moment, as I looked at the man I had loved for ten years, I realized my love for him had died. Not long after, my family condemned me, calling me a slut for having a child without a father and pressured me into getting an abortion. Meanwhile, my husband was in another city, with his sweetheart, helping her through her pregnancy. By the time he returned, I was already gone.

I made my way directly to the library with the present I had for Asher all nicely wrapped up, ready to be torn open. I was so excited and nervous at the same time. When I arrived at the library, no one was there. I sat there for a whole 20 minutes waiting for Mr. no show. I felt stupid for thinking he would actually come. I got dolled up for no reason at all. Maybe I’ll still meet my mate today. Then it won’t be for no reason. I got up from the table seat and went into the hall, hearing a lot of whispers regarding my new appearance. Some asking if I’m a new girl, others saying I’m trying too hard and others saying I look drop dead gorgeous. I didn’t know how to feel about myself. As I was wandering around the halls waiting for school to start, a smell hit me like a truck. It filled my lungs and took over my mind. It was the smell of after the rain had fallen. Petrichor. "Mate", I growled. I let the scent lead my feet to where my mate was. I was so excited and my palms are sweaty. It led me to the janitor’s closet and before I opened it I heard a moan. I put my ear to the door and heard shuffling. “Hurry Saige, I smell my mate, I can’t let her meet me like this.” I know that voice my heart skips a beat, fear and anger covers my heart like a blanket. It can’t be. It can’t be. There’s no way.