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His lips brushed my palm and every time his hot breath hit my skin, it set my nerves on fire. “What the—” I whispered, breathless. And then, with deliberate slowness, Sevastian slipped my ring finger into his mouth. My eyes widened in disbelief, my heart hammering against my chest. His teeth scraped my skin before sinking into the flesh, just enough to make me twitch from the sharp pain. I gasped, both from the sting and the bite I got from him. My entire body tensed as he bit down harder, marking me not with ink or metal, but with flesh and teeth. When he finally released my hand, my skin throbbed, the faint mark of his bite was visible against my finger. I cradled my hand, staring in disbelief at the mark he left behind. “This,” Sevastian murmured, his voice low and sharp. “Is my mark and ring.” His tone carried an edge, dangerous yet confident, as if the words were meant to bind me. “The symbol that you are no longer Celestina Valeztina-Savelli.” His lips ghosted over my skin, and my chest tightened as he whispered the next words. “...but Celestina Valeztina-Ortega.” His next words were a soft snarl, dripping with ruthless certainty. “My property, my wife.” He added, while locking his gaze on me. There was no hesitation in his eyes, no flicker of remorse, only that same ruthless determination that chilled me to my core. I tried to pull my hand back, but he didn’t let go. "You’re insane," I whispered, my voice barely audible, trembling despite my best efforts not to show it. “Yes, I’m insane,” he replied with a hint of mischief in his voice, “And I can drive you crazy…” He paused, letting the tension hang in the air.

Alpha Mark found his fated mated at the the most inconvenient time. Random muders, pack attacks, Lunas dieing, and female pups being kidnapped. My mate sees what no one can. The twinkling in her eyes, and smirk on her face, makes her seem playful. But, playing with Stasia might get me burned. Stasia, is human, a friend to werewolves, and smells of home. I am fucked.

BOOK ONE OF THE BILLIONAIRE WIVES CLUB Gina has the picture-perfect, page-six in the TMZ kind of marriage with the billionaire heir Mark Washington. It’s perfect, uncomplicated and anything any woman would wish for. Well, that is until a threat on her life, lands the sinfully hot Dante into her life and well, in her bed as her bodyguard. But Dante might hiding secrets of his own. Deep, dark ones.

Arya is a young Omega living in a world where Omegas don’t mean much. Abandoned by her family she has been raised in an Institution for Omegas and sold at an auction. Her buyer appears to be a mysterious rich merchant who enjoys BDSM. However he decides to buy a well educated Omega to mark his presence in the local society. They start to live together and lots of tension and awkward situations appear.

I once felt incredibly lucky to marry the Alpha of the Golden Crest, but after marriage, he not only became extremely indifferent towards me but also refused to mark me. No matter how hard I tried, he would never spare me a second glance. I believed that I could win him over until one day, his first lover told me that she was pregnant with my husband's child...

For eighteen years, my bestie Sarah and I were just regular humans. And then, all of a sudden, we both awakened our werewolf blood. She ended up mated to Logan, like, the most powerful Alpha around. And me? Fate, or whatever, paired me up with Ethan, an Alpha from a pack under Logan's. The day of our mating ceremony, Sarah was all like, "Go on, enjoy Ethan's mark!" I mean, the guy had an eight-pack and was drop-dead gorgeous. But almost a year into our mating, Ethan still hadn't marked me. I cried to Sarah, "What's the point of a mate who won't even mark me?" I never expected Sarah to burst into tears too. "Logan and I… our genes aren't compatible. He can't get me pregnant. I want to break our mate bond too!" So, just like that, we hatched a plan to escape. After a "car accident," both Alphas' mates vanished. It wasn't until we started our new lives that we found out... We were both pregnant!

Naging ampon ang isang batang babae nang dahil sa mapaminsalang plane crash. Gayundin, ang isang lalaki na babago sa buhay niya.Sa kasamaang palad, kasalanan ng tatay ng batang babae kung bakit naulila ang lalaking ito. Eight years old pa lamang siya nang dalhin siya sa Tremont Estate ng lalaking sampung taon ang tanda sa kanya. Akala niya noong una, dinala siya dito ng lalaki dahil sa kabutihang puso nito, hindi niya alam na nandito siya para pagbayarin ng kasalanan ng kanyang ama.Sampung taong inisip ng babaeng ito na may galit sa kanya ang lalaki, dahil mabait at maingat ito sa ibang tao pero masama ito sa kanya... Ipinagbawal sa kanya ng lalaki na tawagin siyang 'kuya'. Kailangan niyang tawagin ang lalaki sa pangalan nito - Siya si Mark Tremont, paulit-ulit niyang sasambitin ang pangalan na Mark Tremont hanggang sa tumatak ito sa kanyang isipan...

Elena was kicked out and banished from her pack after becoming pregnant with someone her pack thought wasn't her mate. She decided to reach out to him when she realized her son needed a father and the suffering was too much for her, but he rejected her and made her suffer even more.She was abandoned in the bush with her son until fate brought Mateo to her, and love united them. Their true identities, however, were unknown to them.The werewolves started looking for the face behind the masked monster that had been terrifying the entire city. They were astonished to learn that the survival of their community was dependent on the Luna, whom they had exiled from their territory. The journal message from the sorcerer She is a rogue whore, a destined child, with an unfinished golden mark on her right palm. To fulfill her destiny, she has to find the person who has the identical mark; only then can the monster be destroyed. Will they ever find her? What will happen to their relationship after they discover their true identities? Would she kill the mother of the one she loves in order to save the pack that expelled her? A terrifying werewolf romance story filled with mystery and intrigue  

Aku menerima sebuah video porno "Kamu suka ini?" Pria yang bicara dalam video adalah suamiku, Mark, yang sudah beberapa bulan tidak ku temui. Dia telanjang, dengan kemeja dan celananya berserakan di lantai, menghujam kuat ke seorang wanita yang wajahnya tidak terlihat, dengan payudara bulat dan berisi yang memantul hebat. Aku bisa mendengar jelas suara tepukan di video tersebut, bercampur dengan erangan dan desahan nafsu. "Ya, ya, lebih keras, sayang," wanita itu menjerit kegirangan. "Kamu nakal sekali!" Mark berdiri dan membalik tubuh wanita itu, menepuk pantatnya sambil berbicara. "Angkat pantatmu!" Wanita itu tertawa kecil, berbalik, menggerakkan bokongnya, dan berlutut di atas tempat tidur. Rasanya seperti ada seember air es yang disiramkan ke kepalaku. Cukup menyakitkan bahwa suamiku selingkuh, tapi yang lebih menyakitkan lagi adalah wanita itu ternyata saudara kandungku sendiri, Bella. *** “Aku ingin bercerai, Mark,” aku mengulangi perkataanku jika dia tidak mendengarnya pada kali pertama—meskipun aku tahu dia mendengarnya dengan jelas. Dia menatapku dengan dahi berkerut sebelum menjawab dengan dingin, "Itu bukan keputusanmu! Aku sangat sibuk, jangan buang waktuku dengan topik membosankan seperti ini, atau mencoba menarik perhatianku!" Hal terakhir yang ingin kulakukan adalah berdebat atau bertengkar dengannya. "Aku akan meminta pengacara mengirimkan perjanjian perceraian kepadamu," hanya itu yang aku katakan, sekalem mungkin. Dia tidak mengatakan sepatah kata pun setelah itu dan langsung pergi, membanting pintu dengan keras. Mataku terpaku sejenak pada pintu itu sebelum aku menarik cincin kawin dari jariku dan meletakkannya di atas meja.

I opened my eyes to a sharp sting in my arm. Pushing up my sleeve, I froze. A dense line of jagged letters had been carved into the skin of my right forearm: [This house has monsters! Every time I'm killed, I'm thrown into a loop and lose all my memories. With each death, I mark my hand.] Beneath the warning, three crooked tally marks were etched deep into my arm.