Haruto Treasure Cool

“This is an arranged marriage, just the other day you were threatening me with a divorce.” Allysa screamed at Lucas but his eyes grew darker as he marched forward, cowering into her space. He held her against the wall,his breath fanning her ears as the hairs on the back of her neck stood erect. “I say many things when I'm angry,but giving you a divorce? It's never going to happen… he dipped his head and kissed her feverishly, taking everything she had to offer as her hands wrapped around his neck. “We're bound for life Allysa, divorce? It's never going to happen……. ******************************************* What exactly can make a play boy, the most wanted dude in the state, the most arrogant, wealthy, sophisticated and nonchalant get married and decides to play cool?? Ever wondered? Meet LUCAS, he's everything a girl wants, successful at 24 and a heartbreaker. When a sexual photograph of a young lady and himself gets to the hands of his grandma, he found himself battling between accepting an arranged marriage or forfeiting his position as the CEO….. ALLYSA is all a man needs, from her cheerful smile to her sweet gestures. She's every man's dream but not the dream of her arranged husband. After the photographs makes rounds between their parents, they're both faced with a marriage ahead of them, spending the rest of their lives together and probably making babies…..but Is Lucas ready to make the marriage work? Is he willing to let go of his ego,his love for the single life and accept Allysa? Is Allysa willing to accept him? Is she willing to overlook his attitude and make the marriage work out?? Find out!

Warning: 18+ only. Please, If you can not handle reading possessive alpha men who doesn't play cool, but brutal sexual play, please, do not read. But if you can and love reading stories like this, then this is for you. **** “I. Don't. Care. You don’t get to run away from me, mate,” he growled. “You don’t get to choose, cause you are mine.” “Then claim me properly,” I spat, daring him. “Or are you too much of a coward?” “I will never claim your heart,” he whispered, “but I will ruin your body.” ***** Cassie Morgan never believed in fated mates. She only believed in staying alive. So when her greedy uncle sold her to the dangerous Alpha of the Redfang Pack to pay off his debts, Cassie thought her life was finally over. She never thought she would catch the attention of Caden Holt…the cold and powerful Alpha of the pack. The man everyone feared. When Caden finds out Cassie is his mate, he rejects her abruptly. A strong Alpha like him has no space for a weak human like Cassie. Loving her would make him look weak. And weakness is not allowed in his world. But fate won’t let him go. The more he tries to stay away from Cassie, the more he is drawn to her. His body wants her. His wolf needs her. And when she is sold again, this time to his worst enemy, Caden risks everything to get her back. Now, it is no longer just about the mate bond. It is about revenge, desire, and it is about a second chance he never thought he would fight for.

Aria's life was chillingly quiet until a True Mate came along in the form of Relaz. He was noisy, extremely talkative, and especially annoying. Once allowed, there was no end to his gabbling. But when Aria realizes that Relaz is more than he seems, much more than just a carefree, always smiling and talkative man, he is something much more ruthless, will their relationship be put in jeopardy or will they try to work together irrespective of their misunderstandings and solve a puzzle, when they realize that the people around them are planning their destruction? Teaser... " You aren't my Relaz. That's right. I should get lost? Then no problem. All this while, you've been seeing me as nothing more than baggage, an extra load, right?" "I-i" Relaz stuttered. But he still didn't end up saying anything nor did he turn to look back at her. Aria laughed mockingly, "You're right. I'm so stupid. How could I have blamed the mood goddess all this while when she had given me such a treasure like Relaz as my mate. Now that he is no longer here, nor can I see the ghost of him, I've realized, how much the moon goddess had loved me. But it's a pity, I'm so stupid. Stupid, stupid..." She raised her hands and started slapping her cheeks with each 'stupid' she said and backed away slowly with tears on her face, desperately hoping that she could see the trace of the mate who once held, and loved her like no other. It was a pity she left too early and didn't manage to capture the tear that had managed to escape his tightly closed eyes, nor did she see the cold expression he wore all along, cracking and revealing immense grief. For what is love? Pain. Sacrifice.

I discovered a painful truth about my husband on a stormy night filled with thunder. The weight of his secret felt unbearable. “Blake, please say this isn’t true,” I begged, feeling my heart break more with each passing moment. He stood there, unfeeling, as if my hurt didn’t matter to him at all. “Now that you know, I don’t need to pretend anymore. It’s done. Let’s just forget about it,” he replied coldly. For seven years, I had devoted myself to caring for him and his family without complaint, believing in his love for me. Yet he chose to betray me. My name is Treasure Delgado, and that night, I stood my ground. “Blake I refuse to overlook your lies any longer. I want a divorce.” His anger erupted, revealing a side of him I had never seen before. “Then get out!” he shouted. Penniless and with only the remnants of my belongings, I found myself in a rundown house in a forsaken town. However, instead of sinking deeper into sadness, I promised to rise from the pain of his betrayal. There was something incredible awaiting me in that old house, which brought out a fierce and brilliant side of me that I didn’t know I possessed. Though my husband had cast me aside, I was about to learn that what one man considers trash could become another person’s treasure. A change in my dealings with men was about to take place. Amid a high-stakes breakup and a scandalous secret love affair emerges, where money talks and love is the battleground, I wouldn’t just play the game, I was going to be the one to change it. It’s my untold story of how I rise from the ashes, after divorce.

Without my knowledge, Aileen—the daughter of Carlson Green’s first love—secretly lured my five-year-old daughter, Lena, deep into the Wolfsbane Forest. She told Lena there was treasure hidden in the forest. When a distress signal came from the forest, I rushed there with Carlson and the rescue team. The wolfsbane's poison spread silently, making it harder for Lena to breathe. She lay weak in the grass, her face pale, her heartbeat slowing down. Aileen, meanwhile, was sprawled on the path beside the wolfsbane. She only had a few scratches on her knees, but she was crying loudly. "Help me! It hurts so much!" I thought Carlson, the Alpha of the Moonshadow Pack and Lena’s father, would run into the forest to check on his own daughter. But he didn’t. Instead, he bent down, scooped Aileen into his arms, comforting her with care. His eyes were full of worry. "It’s okay now, Daddy’s here." I ran forward, my voice shaking. "Carlson! Lena is still in the wolfsbane grass! I can feel her breathing fading! Come with me to find her!" He only said calmly, "Lena is wearing my Moonstone Crystal. It protects her from wolfsbane. She will be fine. Aileen needs care and treatment more." The rescue vehicle left, taking Aileen and Carlson with it. I ran into the wolfsbane field and found Lena. She weakly tugged my hand. "Mom, don’t cry. It doesn’t hurt at all." "Daddy will come save me after he saves Aileen." Then she closed her eyes. And never breathed again. Even on the day of her funeral, Lena never got to see her father come to save her. Carlson Green, a life for a life. You, Aileen, and her mother will pay back everything you did to Lena—I’ll make you repay it a thousand times over.

Have you ever wonder how it feels to be worthless? Ever thought how weird it is to have more than one mate? ~ Rizine ~ An abused she wolf, who thought she was nothing, but an average werewolf. Scarred by betrayal........ Stabbed by disappointment..... Tortured and taken advantage of..... She was used as a tool for an exchange..... And in the process, her life took another sudden weird twist..... But things didn't get any Better! She was misunderstood and accused of what she knew nothing about! Her life really turned worst, and she was treated nothing less to a lowly useless slave! She despised her life and cursed the goddess for bestowing her that kind of bad fate! But when fate is fickle, the tables can turn around. What if her life has a different aim? In a mess, Rizine discovered she was not just a mere ordinary werewolf. Now, she was reborn to exact vengeance on her late parent's death! She has a mission, a purpose and that is to free the last true bloodline werewolf from the Divine pack's bondage! With this, will her life take a new step and a unique change? It was unknown what life still has in store for her. How bad and cool will it be to have four mates? Would her new journey be soft and even? What if more twists betide? Aren't you bored with same girl being bullied and crying. She will be the one who spank her twin mates ass, tying them on bed with a temptation but what she left them without any pleasure🥵🥵 She is the female alpha!! Now she will take her revenge from her molesters or her sexy mates💦💦💔

` It was a cool, breezy and stormy night. Rain came down in sheets, as a dark figure stood before a house. The house was pretty ordinary, white with blue shutters; it didn't have more than two bedrooms. It looked like a cozy little family home with flowers and shrubs lining the front lawn, and then the smell from the pellet stove smoke invaded his nostrils. He took a deep breath and pulled out an old, rusted compass from his black trench coat. It looked like it could have been from the 14th century, the small, brass disc was dented and the Victorian designs were faded. He studied it as it pointed east, towards the small house. He looked the house over carefully, looking for the best entrance, before proceeding towards the side to gaze into the window. Inside you can see the small kitchen; the brand new, all black appliances off set the linoleum floor. Cabinets filled almost every wall of the small space that made it look more crowded than it should have been. The kitchen opened to a larger room which seemed to be used as a living room and a dining room all at once. The whole house looked crowded, with the furniture in the living room all touching except for a small gap to walk through and the dining room was so close to the sofa, it could have been sitting on it. He stepped back into the shadows as he watched a young couple enter the kitchen. The wife was tall and slender, had strawberry blond hair formed around her face accenting her jaw-line and her deep blue eyes stopped your heart as you got lost in them. Her fair complexion was silky and complimented her soft face.

"Are you insane? What the hell are you doing here? Why are you so dumb? Don't you know to be safe? How the hell did you get in? God!" I pushed her aside and she fell on the couch. Her innocent child-like face has a bright smile. Is she deaf? I'm yelling at her and she is smiling like an idiot. "So, it's you! You are Mr. Stranger! I'm so happy." She hugged me. She didn't know what trouble she had gotten herself into. I totally lost my cool and pulled her away and slapped her hard across her face. Yadav Rishid is a hot young business-man who is the heart-throb for young girls in south India now. He is responsible for all the wet dreams of girls right now. He attracts so much attention in his field that every young heroine and young models end up in his bed. He is named a very talented, strict, arrogant and punctual man. He is labelled as a play boy! I went behind him and hugged him, pressing my bosoms on him. He stopped talking, I stopped thinking. "I love you, Yash." He took my hands off and turned to me. He took my face in his palms and crashed his lips on mine and sucked the life out of me! Akshitha is a simple girl of 21yrs living in Coonoor. She has just finished college and was selected in campus interview to work in Chennai. She is a happy playful girl who enjoys every little thing in her life. What happens when our simple girl's admiration for the star turns into deep love? Will they meet? Will she convey her love to him? Are they destined to be together? What happens when they are thrown together in dangers risking their life?

The night before our Mating Ceremony, my fated mate, Alpha Ryker of the Howling Moon Pack, ordered me to give him the Moon Soul Crystal—the very thing that protected my pack, the Willow Creek Pack. He said he needed it to power up the Howling Moon Pack's Blood Moon Altar. He also promised he'd keep me and my people safe. But he didn't know that we, the healers of the Willow Creek Pack, can only create one Moon Soul Crystal in our entire lives. Making one takes a crazy amount of moon energy. It's the treasure that keeps our pack alive. My mother, worried about me using up my moon energy while I was pregnant, gave up her own Moon Soul Crystal instead. But just three months after Ryker and I were mated, she got sick, fast. She was dying. I knelt in front of Ryker, crying, begging him for the Silverleaf Herb from the Howling Moon's forbidden grounds. It was the only thing that could save my mom. But he just looked at me, his eyes full of disappointment, and kicked me away. "I asked for the Moon Soul Crystal to test you," he snarled. "And just as I thought, you married me for our pack's treasures! Your mother's not sick. You're making it all up!" "You don't deserve to be the Luna of the Howling Moon Pack!" It wasn't until after my mother died, when he was arguing with me, trying to kick me out of the pack, that my mother's things fell and scattered everywhere. Her Soul Stone, the symbol of a wolf's spirit, shattered. That's when he finally realized he was wrong. He fell to his knees, begging me not to leave, crying for me to forgive him.

She is off-limits. Pure as snow. Too good for Hades to claim. The stoic new COO of Hunter Industries was Will Hunter's right hand man and best friend. His sister isn't for Harmon to have. Eight years his junior. The life of any party. He would do anything to protect her smile. He fulfilled all her wishes… Except her persistent requests for him to fuck her. He would never cross that line. One too many drinks brings about a moment of weakness. Four years of restraint shatters and he finally succumbs to his secret desire for her. They fuck until dawn. Harmon plans to escape on a business trip to Cupid’s Cove, Will's private island. He hopes a month away will cool the mutual fire their one night stand awakened. But Olivia won't be deterred. After her decade long crush finally fucked her senseless, she wants more. She follows him to paradise, determined to make him fuck her again. What she doesn't know is Harmon is a dangerous man, hiding a past filled with sinister secrets and lethal, psychotic killers. One reckless mistake in her pursuit of him sees Harmon facing off with a deadly assassin. Stuck in the middle, Olivia has no choice but to entrust her safety to him. Forced to stay by her side, they get up close and personal. Day and night. Her questions are many. His willingness to answer is nonexistent. The mission: keep her alive until he can send her home. The problem: they are in paradise, surrounded by cutthroat enemies with scores to settle and hidden agendas. The shadows of the underworld are the least of his problems. How long can he keep her in the dark when all he wants to do is fuck the fear out of her eyes?