How To Steal A Dog

I am Aria Flynn, and on the night of my 18th birthday, my best friend stole my scent, and my mate. Now, I have no wolf, no mate, and very little time to get these back, else I'd be kicked out of my pack, and declared a rogue. The rogue's are the only ones who know a way to steal the scent of others, and when a mysterious rogue stranger offers to help me get my scent back, my world tumbles. To my surprise, this mysterious stranger is none other than the Rogue King—the King of outlaws in the shifters realm, Kaidën Darkhaven. True to his status, he is ruthless and uncaring, selfish and brutal, at least that's what I'm made to believe. But I can only get revenge and get my life back if I pretend to be his mate. Should be easy... right?

"You're stuck with me forever, Andrea. I'm yours and you're mine. You've run away from me for too long and now, now is the time to come back to where you rightfully belong to" He said to her in a cold tone. Tough and strong, Andrea Salvador. She was hard like a rock to let anyone in not until she met Francis North who made her steal heart turned soft and went explode. Francis North, one of the youngest, richest and most handsome billionaire in whole world. He has a cold heart, he was the type who never cared about anyone's feeling or well-being aside that of his friends. He has always believe every girls are all the same who wants nothing but his wealth, not until he met the woman who changed his perspective, Andrea Salvador!

A few hours before her wedding, Elowen ditches her cheating fiancé and the entire Guerra family, then ends up in a club for a one-time stripper gig where she meets Dante. Enthralled by her, Dante presents her with a contract. Elowen thinks she can use this to her advantage - steal his money and skip town, where the Guerra family won’t find her. So, she signs the contract and gives up her virginity to him. Unbeknownst to her, Dante isn’t just some random rich guy. He’s her ex-fiancé’s uncle and the most powerful man in the city. He’s used to getting what he wants, and he wants Elowen, who had just signed a contract with him. What happens when she finds out his true identity and the fact she can never escape the Guerra Mafia?

In my first life, I was a pathetic fool. My stepsister and the man I married both conspired and took everything from me. They murdered my father as I watched helplessly, already crippled with poison and forbidden witchcraft that was used to steal my Alpha powers, leaving me to die as a worthless Omega. The last thing I heard before my world went black was the voice of a powerful stranger. The Lycan Prince. ‎ ‎But when I opened my eyes, I was back in my own bed on the eve of my 18th birthday, given a second chance I never thought was possible. ‎ ‎This time, there will be no tears, only revenge. I will take back my name, my powers, and my future. I will make them pay for every sin they committed, one by one. ‎ ‎My old life is over, but now, my revenge has just begun.

I brought my son, who was around a year old, to visit my parents’ graves, only to run into my childhood friend’s mother. She asked me whether I had returned because I was no longer angry. “Yelena, you’re finally back! You must’ve returned to marry Niel. “I’ll make sure your wedding goes smoothly this time. I won’t allow any random person to ruin it!” Niel Stalner was my childhood friend and ex-fiance. During my engagement party, Cloud Stalner, his foster sister, had barged in while wearing the same gown as I did. She also said that she would kill herself if Niel refused to leave with her. The guests burst into a ruckus, and in the end, I was left alone in the venue. Everyone criticized me, and Niel’s family abandoned me. Eventually, I left the country like a dog with its tail tucked between its legs. I smiled at Neil’s mother, Iris, and pushed the baby stroller forward. “Iris, are you seriously telling me that Niel hasn’t married Cloud yet? Anyway, Michael, say hello.”

In my previous life, I married the Underboss of the Marino family to forge an alliance between our mafia families. However, he treated me with nothing but cold indifference. In the end, he conspired with his mistress and left me to burn alive. When I opened my eyes again, I was 22 years old once more. I was back at that party where he had locked me out for her sake. This time, I did not cry. I simply turned and walked away. I tore up our marriage contract myself, built my own fashion empire, and met a man who actually respected and loved me. The irony of it all? The same man who once threw me away like garbage now chased after me like a mad dog, desperate to fix what he had broken. "Rosalie, just come back with me now and I'll pretend none of this ever happened!" His eyes were bloodshot as he begged. I looked at him and laughed. What happened could not be erased just because he wanted it to be. In this lifetime, I would bask in the sunlight and live just for myself.

…“And sweet love,” I said, addressing the scared lady on the bed. “You didn’t steal my man. In fact, you have finally liberated me. Thanks for the favour,” I added before taking a picture of them. Sophia decides to escape from the wreckages of a failed marriage and enjoy her newfound freedom. She soon finds unexpected sanctuary in the arms of a man who is twice her age, a silver-fox tycoon with immaculate charm. Their romance ignites against a backdrop of bustling corporate affairs and simmering personal battles. As Sophia's past demons and Dominick's vengeful ex-wife converge like storm fronts, their love becomes both shield and target. Her daughter's safety is now and stake and Sophia must become a mother, a lover and a warrior to navigate the dark crevices of betrayals and half-truths. Would the love between her and her new found romance be the key to their salvation or would it mean their downfall?

Crimson, a 21-year-old orphan with no idea about her real family, was working hard to save money for her schooling as she wanted to finish college and wanted to have a dog someday that would be her companion. One day, she met a handsome yet dangerous man named Solo. Solo, a werewolf lycan vampire, living with humans for almost five decades, became so powerful that he controlled the underground world of mafias. No one among his people knows his secret that he ate a virgin’s heart just to maintain his young looks. When he met Crimson, a simple delivery girl. He became obsessed with her heart and wanted to eat it as he was told that Crimson’s heart would make him immortal because he envied the vampire’s immortality. She wanted to have a simple yet happy life with a dog. He wanted to have her heart to make him immortal. She wants to finish college and have her dreams come true. He wanted to sacrifice her in the blood moon ritual. Monstrosity. Immortality. Endlessly. This story will make us realize that love can change someone’s point of view and dreams... that love is the most dangerous emotion because it will truly change you... and that love is the most dangerous karma a bad wolf could ever get.

I've planned seven wedding ceremonies in total, and not once has my fiance, Zachary Gardner, ever shown up for it. The first time, his adopted younger sister, Louise Foster, bursts into tears because she lost her passport at the airport. It was the dead of winter, but he dumped me by the side of the road and left me. The second time, Louise's dog sprained its ankle. Zachary stuffed the ring back into its box and rushed to the animal hospital to accompany her. Every time I argue with him about it, he declares nonchalantly, "We can get married anytime, but I can't let Louise be upset." Everyone around us agrees with him, saying that we're all family anyway, so I shouldn't be so petty. None of them has seen Zachary and Louise kissing fiercely on the dance floor. Today is the seventh wedding ceremony. Once again, he turns to leave after getting a call. I grab the corner of his shirt and say in a choked voice, "If you leave this time, Zachary, I won't marry you anymore." He stops in his tracks and peels off my fingers. "Wait for me," he says before rushing off. What he doesn't know is that this time, I won't be waiting for him any longer.

Three years after graduation, I was waiting tables at a restaurant when I happened to run into some of my old classmates having a private dinner there. The moment they saw me carrying trays, they burst out laughing. My old rival Elliot sneered that I was a useless nobody, then pulled out 50 bucks and tossed it in front of me, telling me to lick the food scraps off his shoe. "Clean my shoe, and that fifty's yours!" Even my ex-girlfriend joined in to humiliate me. "I can't believe this is what you've become three years after graduation, Chase. Good thing I dumped you when I did—I'd hate to be the girlfriend of some broke loser." Elliot and a few others pinned me to the floor, forcing me to kneel and even bark like a dog. My ex clapped her hands, laughing. "Chase, you really do look like a dog when you're on your knees." Then, the restaurant manager rushed in. The moment he saw me, his face went pale with shock. "M–Mr. Levine… are you all right, sir?" Blood dripping down my forehead, I pointed at everyone in that room. "No one leaves this room tonight."