Felt Or Fealt

Chloe Morgan has been waiting all her life to meet the one person she ever loved. After stalking his Facebook profile for several years, she finally felt happy when he moved next door. But, Bretton Parker is not the sort of guy that would fall, more precisely, in love. One dark past and that changed both of their lives. and now, for Chloe, she doesn't know how to bring him back from the darkness. But only if Brett knew, that she is the only one that can bring light into his life.

I had a perception disorder that messed with how I saw and felt stuff. So when I got dropped into a horror game, everyone else freaked out trying to survive— Me? I thought I was in a dating sim. I raised a young fae like she was my kid, fell for the vampire count, and treated the undead like my in-laws. The first time I saw the vampire—face torn up, soaked in blood—I straight-up blushed. "You're really handsome." He froze. Then, low and uncertain: "Am I... really handsome?"

He speaks out and fights for the rights of the people. But for himself he could not do that. Afraid of what people might say. A Harsh Childhood welcomed him. A man who could not make his own path to success without his concept ... became a selfless one. Stress relief is pretty good. But when someone crashed his sinful and ravishing lips onto his it was like he was at his brink. The feeling that its consequences made his heart beat faster then made it stronger. And that's how he felt his, Desires to Adrenaline

"Ken, it's your turn now to mark your mate." My breath hitched and my chest tightened. He nodded at dad before turning towards me. And I found myself lost in his eyes. So deep, mysterious and beautiful. He leaned down a bit before saying softly, "Can I?" **** Forced to exchange her mate, Darla felt her life turning for the worst, she was maltreated, battered and tattered. How can having a sweet mate who cared for her, who loved her, suddenly turned into having a mate who was a rogue?

My cock hardened like a rock under my pantaloons and it felt uncomfortable. Fuck! What is it? My cock never as hard as this time before. I just stare at her and my cock this hard? How is it possible, I, an alpha of the strongest and largest pack, have a human as my mate? It's annoying, but only she can match my strength even with her weak body and fragile heart. However, she ran away and made all my problems even bigger. Damn! I will chase her down and make her know who she is dealing with!

She felt like a caged bird. A bird that was meant to fly the high, blue skies, but was trapped like a prized possession for her master to impress others with. Ava is the daughter of a very powerful man in the underworld. Her blood, her family name makes her a tool for others to gain more power. Greedy men want her for her name, not for who she is. Being locked up all her life in her father's house makes her naïve and ignorant of the outside world. Meaning the greedy men have an easy game to play.

An artefact made from ancient werewolf blood to shield the Werewolves from the power of the blood moon that makes them feral and bloodlust, was stolen and the last place it was seen or felt is the farthest place to where It belonged. In a hunt for the artefact the two most powerful Alphas came across their mate, who happened to be the younger sister of the suspected thief. Crossed between taking revenge on the whole family and claiming their mate as theirs, they seek to uncover the truth about the missing halo, the older sister and why the blood moon doesn't seem so powerful whenever their mate is around their pack.

"Ms. Stout, please read the requirements carefully. Once you submit your personal profile and sign up, all of your information will be sealed. You must then enter the research institute within 15 working days. Until the research results are made public, you will not be allowed to leave." The response from the National Academy of Sciences Research Institute came quickly, accompanied by a form. Shermaine Stout stared at the screen, but the mouse in her hand suddenly felt as heavy as lead. The door to her room suddenly swung open, and Shermaine blinked, quickly closing the laptop without a trace of emotion.

Mae Cooper accuses me of forcing wolfsbane down her throat, claiming that she can't breathe and that her wolf is gravely injured, barely clinging to life. My mate, Alpha Cole Grimaldi, and our two pups decide to teach me a lesson by locking my Omega sister up in a massive silver cage and threatening to douse her with wolfsbane. I thrash violently and beg them to let her go, but nothing I do changes their minds. Alas, my sister dies, and with her, the love I once felt for them dies too.

Late at night, with heavy rain pouring down, in the city hospital. "She has a mild concussion, and her abdomen was hit. The baby couldn't be saved..." Anna was given anesthesia but was still conscious. She felt something disappearing inside her, a tearing pain that the anesthesia couldn't numb. "Have you reached her family?" "Her husband's phone is off. I'll try contacting someone else..." She vaguely heard voices, and a tear slid down the corner of her eye. Her body couldn't hold on, and she lost consciousness...