Novel & Cerita Hot Alpha Men

His voice boomed again, and this time he led me away from Alpha Lior and his pack members. Seven tall, broad-shouldered men appeared behind him, their expressions just as stone-cold. I turned to look at them moving toward Alpha Lior, but he tilted my head away. “There’s no need for you to see those who’ve made your life a living hell, Ashen. My men will make sure they regret it.” I stared up at him. He smirked and raised a brow. “Move.” A shout came from behind. I reflexively turned and saw Alpha Lior and his group being forced into a large black minibus.

WHAT JUST HAPPENED! IS THAT IT! OMG!!!! I WIN!! I AM NOW THE ALPHA OF THE ALPHAS I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. "Looks like we have our first female Alpha of the Alphas. Congratulations Alpha Mahnoor" Alpha Adam said with a voice that said that he too did not believe what just happened. THAT MAKES THE TWO OF US Badar and I changed back to our human form as a voice from behind came. "We don't want a female Alpha" "Females are weak, physically and emotionally"

The thing was all the women he dated knew about his reputation, but they hardly cared because they all had what they were after. Rodriguez Wolf was the most eligible bachelor in the whole of Moona pack. He was perfect in every way, that was why girls followed him wherever he went. Standing at six foot two inches, Rodriguez had short brown hair, brown eyes, a sharp jawline and angular features. He was a spitting image of his father, the only difference was their height and the fact that his father was noticably older. All of Rodriguez's training had paid off because he had rock hard muscles on his whole body. Not only was he handsome, he was also rich. He drove the latest cars and wore the tr

Dominco told her as he got up to take off his clothes and climbed back in on the bed gathering her body close to him he held her,he knew something was wrong and he knew she wasn't going to speak,he would have fucked it out of her but he knew once he starts he would not stop until the three days for his rut was over, closing his eyes he let the darkness take him. Somewhere in New York in the middle of the night,three alphas gathered and were having a conversation with each other, "He hasn't brought anybody in yet,so there's still time to find a way to finish him off and take his place!" One of them said,there was anger in his voice and hatred in his heart, "Sure but he's powerful,it's going t

An animalistic snarl ripples from his chest and with forceful motion of his hand, he sends the boy flying and landing on the ground some distance away. ' No, he cannot rut with this slave! ' He inhales and exhales raggedly for several seconds, but the need does not abate; It only burns wildly until Lyrien feels as though he will explode in hot flames. Ordinary poisons have little effect on his dominant Alpha genes, so what is this? It's different from everything he has ever felt. Is he experiencing...Heat? An Alpha can't be in heat themselves, they only respond to an Omegas heat period.

I sighed and looked away, how could he look so hot doing such simple things! I glanced at the alphas' table. Mr. Hot Alpha was back to the table, holding his bottle of beer, laughing and damn, he looked even hotter when doing that. I'm glad he has a sense of humour… many alphas who are as hot as that are always as grumpy as fuck. Wait, Andrea! Who are you kidding? You won't even get a chance to talk to him talk more of getting him in your newly acquired bed. “I can help you finish up that shot of tequila if you don't want it.” Leo chuckled beside me.

--Alyssa-- The Alpha King stood there shirtless, his chiseled muscles glistening under the soft glow of the room’s lighting. I stood just a few feet away, clutching my towel tightly, desperately trying to maintain some semblance of modesty. His gaze roamed over my body, making me feel exposed and vulnerable.

“That won’t help.” “What? It is real.” Alpha Thomas came in, followed by seven tall pale men in suits. “Take your pick.” One of them ordered. “I don’t want one.” One of the vampires snapped in a rich British accent. He broke off from his group and took a seat at the kitchen counter. He looked young, early twenties, although he was probably seven hundred or something. He was tall, dark haired, and very handsome. They did say vampire men were smoking hot, they must have been talking about this one.

Another voice answered immediately. “We need to inform the rest of the pack about this. I can sense a bigger motive in play, Alpha.” My breath caught in my throat. The Pack? So there were more of them? Riven spoke next to drag my attention by to their conversation. “How the hell did they even find out about her?” he questioned, sounding frustrated. “Well that doesn’t matter now,” a third voice said softly. My stomach tightened and I moved closer without even realizing it. “They attacked in broad daylight,” the second person pointed out, “which means, they’re desperate.”

"I apologize for the delay, Alpha." "The duration was acceptable." He slid a steaming wooden mug across the pine table. "The chicory brew is hot." The simple gesture made my chest tighten. A Supreme Alpha didn't fetch drinks for unranked females. Yet, he had. "Thank you," I murmured, taking a long pull. The bitter, boiling liquid scorched my throat, anchoring my senses completely. The artificial heat spread down to my fingertips, driving out the last of the chapel's ice. I drained the vessel in three massive swallows.