Novel & Cerita Hurt Tim Drake

I've been pregnant for six months, but my Alpha mate, William, has delayed our mating ceremony 29 times. He's waiting for his adopted sister, Rita, to find a mate so they can have a "two-couple mating ceremony." The 30th time I altered the waist of my beloved mating ceremony dress, the bridal shop assistant looked embarrassed, "Miss, this dress really can't be widened anymore. How about you choose another one?" Disappointment rose in my throat like bile. I called William, asking when the ceremony would finally happen. But William said: "I will give you an unforgettable mating ceremony, but Rita's mate hasn't been matched yet. Darling, can you wait a little longer? We shouldn't ruin her whole life over such a small thing, right? I know you'll understand. You're always so kind." My heart clenched suddenly. So, my dream mating ceremony is just a small thing. Rita's sweet, high-pitched voice chimed in: "Brother, my mating ceremony dress matches yours so perfectly!" That was the moment I realized I was never the one being chosen. I looked down at my round pregnant belly, tears slipping quietly from the corners of my eyes. Then, with a trembling hand, I dialed the number that had always been waiting for me. "I'm ready to leave." After the call ended, the clerk cautiously asked: "Would you like to choose another one?" "No. Just cancel it, please." I took one last glance at the dress that would never belong to me. If this ceremony was never for me, then I won't stay for it.

Rain Miller was always treated as an outcast in the Shadow pack. She was adopted by one of the most honored Wolf Guardians, Emma Miller. The Shadow Pack was considered a strong breed of werewolves, the most feared and ferocious pack in the southeast. The Shadow pack was known to be the only pack in history to ever have an Ultima wolf, the most powerful and ruthless wolf to ever exist. Rain never knew her true ranking as a she-wolf among the 3 existing classes: The Subordinates, The Guardians, and the Elites. Raised by a Guardian, she was ranked as a warrior, trained to fight and defend her pack at all costs. When a rogue attack threatens her pack’s survival, Rain will face the biggest challenge of all. She is the last of her family that has access to her pack’s secrets. She has two choices. Protect her pack or follow her birthright. She took a vow to fight for a pack that disowns her, but Rain will only endure what she can handle. She will have to decide if she is willing to betray her people and the man she loves, or she will risk the extinction of the Shadow Pack.

Introduction My Alpha mate Ethan hated me for twelve years after his childhood sweetheart Ivy died. I tried everything to win him over but he would just sneer at me coldly. "I wish it had been you who died that day instead of her." When the rogue wolves attacked our territory, Ethan still threw himself in front of me. The silver blade meant for my heart pierced his chest instead. As his life slipped away, he stared at me with those piercing blue eyes, his voice barely a whisper. "If only... I had never met you." At the funeral, Ethan's parents—the former Alpha and his mate—wept uncontrollably. "I should have honored Ethan's choice to be with Ivy," his mother sobbed. "I never should have forced the mate bond between you and him!" The pack members surrounded me with accusing eyes and bitter words. "Alpha saved you three times! Three times!" one warrior snarled. "He was the best of us. Why couldn't it have been you who died?" Everyone regretted that Ethan had been bound to me as his mate. Even I regretted it. They drove me away from the funeral like a diseased animal. For three years, I howled my prayers to the Moon Goddess every night. Finally, the great Moon Goddess granted me something impossible—a second chance. I was back in the past. This time, I would cut every tie that bound Ethan and me together.

"Just help me out this once, man. I just made it to the final round, and I can't leave the game. Help your little brother out for a change? You're the best, J." It was 2:00 a.m. Chad asked me to go downstairs and pick up his takeout. I wanted to refuse because I was still recovering from a broken foot, but he did not look capable of tearing his eyes from the screen for even a second. Thus, I agreed and stepped outside. Without warning, something like a stream of comments flashed across my mind. [No! Somebody stop him!] [That delivery guy is your brother's roommate! He's got a knife!!!] [Lil' Bro knows that already, J! He's using you as a human shield to buy himself time!] I froze. I turned to go back inside. The door would not budge. Chad had already locked it. The elevator chimed down the hall. The comments in my head spiraled into chaos. [The killer is here! Get out of there, Big Bro!]

Klay Rose grew up in an orphanage under the care of the sisters when her parents died when she was a kid. She was living a normal life, until she saw Rozen, the guy she liked for long, transformed into a lycan to save her. At first, she didn't trust him as she thought that he was the reason why one of the kids in the orphanage went missing. But, she eventually learned the truth about lycans and their illegitimate heir. She thought that the illegitimate lycan heir wants her dead because she is Rozen's mate, the legitimate lycan king, however, she learned that there was more reason to that. What happens when the true lycan king meets his mate, but this mate turns out to be the greatest rival of their clan? Will love prevail?

"Before we go in," he said, cupping my cheek with one hand, his touch surprisingly gentle, "I'm going to fuck you. Are you okay with that?"  Luca Rossi, a ruthless Italian billionaire and Mafia leader, is grappling with the devastating loss of his mother, the only person who saw beyond his carefully constructed facade. Seeking solace in his exclusive Los Angeles nightclub, he encounters Lena, an independent and ambitious woman who's struggling to make ends meet. Their passionate one-night stand leaves both of them reeling, but it's only the beginning of a complicated and forbidden romance. When Lena unexpectedly lands a job as Luca's personal assistant, their paths collide again. Their undeniable attraction burns hotter than ever, but their vastly different worlds and Luca's deep-seated emotional scars make their connection dangerous. As their secret encounters become more frequent, Lena finds herself falling deeper for the enigmatic billionaire, unaware of the dark secrets he's hiding. When a shocking revelation about Luca's mother's death resurfaces, his world crumbles, and he's consumed by a thirst for revenge. As Luca spirals towards a dangerous path, Lena confronts him, demanding he face his grief and seek healing. Will she be able to help Luca find redemption or will their love be consumed by the shadows of his past?

My cousin, Vincent Walker, has fallen in love with Rova Thornwick, the chieftess of a cannibal tribe in Ambryndel. He insists on dragging the entire family to the tribe just so they can sort out the details of his wedding. Little do we know that Vincent has screwed up on the very first day. He accidentally mistakes the tribe's Divine Goblet for a toilet bowl due to his ignorance toward the rules. Vincent and his family are worried that they might get in trouble, so they flee from Ambryndel overnight without letting us know. As a result, my family and I get tied up by the furious cannibals. Later on, we are roasted to death over the fire pit. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Vincent insists on traveling to Ambryndel to marry Rova.

At twenty-eight, I held the dubious honor of being the last unmarried socialite on New York's Upper East Side. Everyone around me was growing increasingly anxious about my single status. In my previous life, my mother arranged a matchmaking cocktail party, where I was told to choose a husband from ten handpicked elite bachelors. I bribed the event planner to place Mark West's profile at the very top—and as I had hoped, I chose him. After we married, Mark treated me with what seemed like tender affection. He even bought me an oceanfront villa in the Hamptons, making me believe I had finally found true love. But that illusion shattered the day I was nine months pregnant, just hours away from giving birth. Mark drove a scalpel straight into my abdomen—then, right in front of me, hurled our newborn onto the floor. "If you hadn't forced me into this marriage with your family's power, Sofia wouldn't have been heartbroken enough to go drinking and get drugged and assaulted. This… this is what you owe her!" He tossed the scalpel aside, then calmly let his private doctor pin down my blood-soaked body. I fought through excruciating pain for six agonizing hours, until I finally bled to death. Afterward, Mark dumped my corpse into the Hudson River. But for Sofia, he hosted a grand funeral—funded with my money, under my name—and paraded himself to the world as a grieving, devoted widower. Given a second chance at life, I refused to step foot in that cursed matchmaking event. Instead, I went straight to my mother with a demand: marry me to Robert Black—the most ruthless, cold-blooded titan of Wall Street, whose scarred face was feared by all. In the end, stripped of my financial backing, Mark's hedge fund collapsed. He became a disgraced fraudster, spat on by everyone on Wall Street.

After five years together, my fiancée Selene—a surgeon—canceled our wedding forty-nine times. The first time, she was in the middle of makeup when Kaelen, her male intern, messed up a patient’s chart. She rushed back to the hospital and left me waiting at the altar all day. The second time, just as we were about to exchange rings, she heard Kaelen was being bullied by another doctor. She went back to rescue him. I stayed behind, facing a roomful of smirking guests. After that, every time I tried to reschedule, that intern had some new emergency. Always needed her. Always right when the wedding was supposed to happen. I finally decided to end it. The day I left New York, she searched for me like a madwoman. But I was already gone.

In a world where magic is an abomination and those who practice it are been hunted down and killed, the most powerful sorcerers came together to find a way to preserve their race, and came up with the idea of creating ruthless beasts driven by blood rage and taste for blood called rapax just to protect themselves. And thus the first lycan was created