Gravity Falls Draw

Alejandro was always favoured by their father while Antonello is his mother's favourite. Alessandro was no one's favourite even though he is perfect in every way. The classic forgotten middle child syndrome. The sense of belongingness was strong but he also knows that he won't get it from the Gambinos for reasons unknown. Still, he trained the same way as his brother and he did all the dirty work for him. Alessandro draw the line when he came home one day and found his brother married Gabriella. He left the family when he realized that no matter what he does, he will never be one of them.

From the moment he had a sweet taste of Angel, the pure light to his unending darkness, he knew that he had to have her for himself. Rules be damned. *** Hell bowed to him and even devils cowered at his name. He was born in blood and crime, raised to lead Las Vegas' most ruthless mafia and with an iron-fist, he ruled. Yet, all it took to draw a consuming obsession from Christian De Novo was a delicious one night stand with a mysterious woman. Delicate and sweet, Angel Winchester was clueless to the world of crime and danger. However, all that is burned to ashes when a one night affair leads to a forced marriage between herself and a devilishly handsome monster.

Raelynn Tress had never been strong or proud like the other werewolves in her pack. Fate had different plans, pairing her with the young Alpha Atlas Andino. Tossed aside as Alpha Atlas chose another, Raelynn leaves the pack with her Mom by her side. With a new pack that accepts her, Raelynn flourishes. She hadn't a clue secrets from the past would draw her home, back into the clutches of the Alpha who once rejected her. The world is changing, just as Raelynn changed. Undiscovered enemies lurk in every corner. Will she find her place in this new world, or be devoured by enemies she never knew existed?

I'm a socially awkward omega. They are alphas who live in the spotlight. We are complete opposites, but for some reason they want me. I'm not going to deny it, there's something about them that pulls me closer, but things are complicated. I didn't want to burden them with all my baggage when they have the chance of finding an omega who suited their lifestyle. No matter how hard I try to push them away, they always find a way to draw me closer. And like they say, they aren't planning on stopping until they claim me as their omega. *** AN NON-SHIFTER REVERSE HAREM AGE GAP OMEGAVERSE NOVEL ***

In a realm filled with the notions of destined soulmates and packs of werewolves Ethan Hartleys hopes of finding his love are shattered when Alpha Gabriel Rivers publicly rejects him in favor of another woman. Feeling overwhelmed and doubting his worth Ethan seeks solace in the sanctuary of the Moonlit Meadow. Just as Ethans heart starts to mend his path crosses with Amelia Blackwood, who challenges his beliefs about love and destiny. With their connection growing stronger Ethan discovers an strength he never knew existed. Meanwhile Gabriel Rivers realizes the gravity of his mistake. Is determined to win back Ethans affections. Yet as he tries to make amends a startling revelation, about Amelias identity threatens to unravel Ethans world. Will he give his destined mate another chance. Will he embrace the love that now stands before him? In a world where the Moon Goddess weaves webs of destiny Ethans journey toward healing, forgiveness and finding love will defy all expectations. So will the Moon Goddess bless him with another opportunity, for love?. Is there something more extraordinary awaiting him on a night lit by the moons soft glow?

“You don’t know the pit you’ve dug yourself in, Ms. Elena Lubov. Can you honestly tell me that if I slit your neck right now, you can still love me?” Michael asked as the knife on Elena’s neck began to cut slowly and draw a bit of blood. Their gazes never wavered. “I’ll cut my throat on your behalf, Michael, if it would make you believe in every word that I say” she said without fear, “I have nothing to lose.” she whispered. When the most powerful mafia boss finds out his past never existed, how can he keep his madness from destroying the future he created? When power and money is useless, what can the words of the dead do for those left behind? “You don’t know the pit you’ve dug yourself in, Ms. Elena Lubov. Can you honestly tell me that if I slit your neck right now, you can still love me?” Michael asked as the knife on Elena’s neck began to cut slowly and draw a bit of blood. Their gazes never wavered. “I’ll cut my throat on your behalf, Michael, if it would make you believe in every word that I say” she said without fear, “I have nothing to lose.” she whispered. When the most powerful mafia boss finds out his past never existed, how can he keep his madness from destroying the future he created? When power and money is useless, what can the words of the dead do for those left behind?

Nora’s tarot readings were never meant to matter. They were simple moments. A card flip. A quiet truth. Nothing that could ever disturb fate itself. Until the night the cards tremble in her hands. Until the air in the café sharpens and chills. Until something impossible steps out of the shadows. He does not belong to the world around him. His presence presses against it, ancient and heavy, unseen by everyone else. People walk past him without noticing a thing. But Nora sees him. And he is not pleased. He came to investigate the force that dared to bend fate. He expected danger. He expected power. He did not expect the girl sitting at the table with trembling cards. Every instinct tells Nora she should fear him. He is not human. Not mortal. He was never created to feel. Yet something in her pulls at him with a gravity he cannot escape. The more he watches her, the more impossible she becomes. And the more he realizes that whatever awakens inside him will not fade quietly. She may have changed someone’s fate. Now she has his attention. A forbidden attraction. A girl with a gift she barely understands. An immortal who was never meant to want. Until her. Once their paths cross, fate doesn’t just unravel. It begins to fight back.

After the real son, Asher Vale, was brought back, everything in our house became tied to drawing lots. The chef of the day, who would have to cook a particular person's preferred dishes, had to be decided by drawing lots. Even our parents' kisses and hugs were chosen the same way. I always drew the short stick. The long stick, by default, belonged to Asher. He never had to do anything to receive our parents' love. Whenever I felt it was unfair and wanted to cry, Mom would scold me sharply, "I bought the lot-drawing box because I was afraid you'd feel hurt. I wanted to be fair to both of you. If you want something, decide it yourselves. Your father and I won't interfere. If you can't draw the long stick, you can only blame your bad luck." So I began practicing every day, shaking the box diligently, over and over, in hopes that one day, it would help me earn my parents' love. Unfortunately, for ten years, I never once drew the long stick. Until my birthday. Asher wanted to go to the amusement park, and Mom once again told us to decide by drawing lots. I secretly glued the two short sticks together and handed them to Mom, hoping to keep her with me. She slapped me hard across the face, screaming that I was cheating and disobedient. Then she stormed out of the house with Asher. When I fell to the ground, the short stick stabbed deep into my neck. 'I'm sorry, Mom. Next time, I'll work harder. Next time, I'll definitely draw the long stick.'

“Let me leave!” She yelled, trying to fight off the men who held her down. “I am not going to…” “You are the Alpha’s property now.” They said, silencing her. “Only HE will decide what is to be of you…” ************************** There is one place in the world where you enter a slave and turn into a Luna. And that place is the Alpha’s estate. The Estate where dreams and nightmares can come true. For they say, it is you who draws your fate when it comes to the harem. For it can be both your heaven or hell. But what fate can one draw when they are claimed as slaves? It is the question that Alexandra asked as she came face to face with none other than her mate. The Alpha of Alphas. Alpha Damien…

She was the daughter of a monster. He was the man who put a bullet in her father’s skull. Now, they're both trapped in a game of obsession, betrayal, and blood. When Mirabella Belluci escapes her brutal Mafia past in Chicago, she doesn't expect to be hunted by the man who freed her. Giovanni Moretti. He is cold, calculating, and a sworn enemy of her family and is meant to watch her from the shadows. Instead, he watches too closely... and wants too much. But in a world where love is weakness and loyalty is lethal, desire comes at a cost. And the closer they draw to each other, the deeper they sink into a war that could destroy them both. "Obsession is just another kind of loyalty.”