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All my life I lived in the shadows. A daughter of our pack’s Alpha confined to servitude in my own household, unfairly treated and punished for a wrong that didn't make sense. The night of my eighteenth birthday, my mate rejected me and took my twin sister as his mate. Having been on my wits end and not knowing where else to go, I fled away from our pack, but it was a wrong move because I was captured by a pack of rogue wolves whose leader turned out to be my second chance mate. He took me captive. Even knowing that we're mates, he kept on rejecting me. He considers my father his sworn enemy, making me, the spawn, his enemy, too. Until when could I endure the hatred he has for me?

"I can make you more flattered, I can also make you scream my name." He boasted as he went back to lock the door of my room. "Our parents are fast asleep, you shouldn't worry about them. I want to make you feel like a woman." He added. Joan had been a lonely bookworm girl who the opposite gender was never really interested in. Fortunately a boy at school picked up interest in her but Joan rejected him because he was rumoured to be a bully Playboy. Joan's mum suddenly got married to her boyfriend and they had to move into his house. What happens when Joan moved into her stepfather's house and discovered that he had a son and he was the bully at school who she had rejected? Her twist of fate started when her stepbrother proposed a secret sexual relationship between them. How would Joan react to his advances? FIND OUT!

I entered into the room and shouted"out", everyone present in the room left except her. She got terrified seeing me like this. I banged the door behind me. She visibly jumped back from her place. I started to take steps towards her and she started moving backwards until her back touched the wall behind her. I snatched the dupatta (veil) which was adjusted on her shoulder."What-What ar-are you do- doing"she stammered and tried to move away from me. I got angary to see her in the slutty wedding dress which is given by that bastard. I grabbed her forearm and pulled her towards me. "What do you think, I will let you do whatever you want. Huh? "I asked her with gritted teeth and left her. She run towards the door and tried to open it. "What do you think? What they will think to see you without your dupatta in this slutty wedding dress of yours ? " I yelled. She didn't listened to me and run outside. Now I have to show everyone including her that she is mine, and what I am capable of doing. ______________This story is about Advay and Samaira.Aday is a successful and a very cold entrepreneur , but in a person he is very sweet and protective towards his loved ones. Ahh... as for the girls , he is a arrogant jerk with lots of attitude . He never pays attention to the girls who are the real definition of hotness, but as they say miracle happens, Advay gets attracted or we can say more then attracted to Samaira at the very first sight. whereas Samaira is naive and a very sweet girl , somehow knows that she is very fond of Advay's presence around her. Love will bloom when these two different souls meet.

On her wedding day, her world shattered. Her husband died suddenly, leaving her trapped with his powerful family. They refused to let her move on and forced her to work as a secretary for her cold, rich brother-in-law, the president of a big company. But when she met him, she was shocked. He was the same mysterious man from that unforgettable night. And he recognized her too. But instead of kindness, he gave her nothing but cold glares, rude words, and harsh orders. She wanted to run far away… but he wouldn’t let her escape. Why is he keeping her close? What does he really want from her?

Ericka Zander is only 15 when she has to move out of her parents' house and leave her family for her aunt's. Her parents die only a few weeks later, they are murdered by a group of robbers. After years of living a boring normal life with her aunt and under her influence, she decides that she is of age and moves out to a small town. There, she trespasses the territory of one of the wolf packs, and she is stolen. She becomes a slave for the pack until she is found by Alpha Dane. Her fated mate. Alpha Dane does not expect that his fated mate would be human and with his standards set so high, he rejects her as soon as he can after saving her first, disregarding his emotions. But surprisingly, Ericka makes her comeback! Does she choose to forgive his rejection? Or does she move on to find someone better?

I shivered in the darkness, the air stale, damp and cold making goosebumps appear on my bare skin. The low rumbles and huffs which were coming from behind made me a little scared, and I knew the beast was still there, watching me with interest. I knew screaming and calling for help was futile since my voice was already hoarse for trying to scream the past few hours, but the only thing to be heard was my echo, and the snarl that followed next. I heard it shift and felt it's soft fur brush against my body and skin. I swallowed hard and held in my voice. The more it leaned in, the more my heart beat wildly, and I tried to move away from it. It's warm breath brushed against my cold skin making me shiver in response. I couldn't see but I had an idea what it wanted. I kept resisting but it was much stronger than I was, easily able to pull my thin legs apart. It showed it's dominance as a way to make me submit. I knew I wasn't strong enough to fight or escape it, but that didn't mean I was going to willingly do what the beast said, at least at that minute. But everything changed when I felt it's big head dip between my legs, easily parting them to the extreme, and a rough, yet soft , in my opening. I couldn't help the moan that left my lips. The was long, rough, and filled me to the brim, and that's when I knew I was in . The beast wanted to breed with me.

Falling in love is the easiest part but trying to be ignorant about it and pushing it all away? What good would that do anyway? Meet Lucy Wilson, a 26 year old surgeon. Her work brings her back to New York, the place where she grew up with her childhood friend. A confident, young, beautiful woman who is well aware of the amount of attention she receives from the opposite sex but all these years she has been career focused and never allowed herself to get distracted by serious relationships. Meet Theodore Phillips, a 27 year old guy who is currently residing at New York. A full time Chef by profession and a pretty normal guy who lives a normal peaceful life. Just the way he likes it until he meets his childhood friend after almost 7 years. What happens when they try to reconnect ? Will they be able to let go of their silly fights from the past and move on as friends? Most importantly, will they be able to stay as friends as they claim to be or something more than that? Dive into their story filled with joy, fun, laughter and oh yeah, crazy drama of course.

Elena tried to get out of his grip but he was too heavy for her. “I am married.” She screamed. “You are not, not anymore.” He spoke as he bit her neck to the extent that she felt as if he will snatch out her flesh. “Please, let me go.” “That husband of yours lost you on a bet. I am the winner, and you belong to me. Just me.” She knew what Aslan was saying was right. John had indeed lost her on a poker table as if she was nothing but another of his belongings just like his watch or an old table. She pushed his chest with all her might but failed. It was her end. In this world where women were progressing, she was traded off on a poker table. She smirked at her fate. She was nothing. Nothing, but a lost bet.

After being reborn, I make up my mind to stop chasing after my childhood crush, Emil McLaren. When he puts up a sign banning my presence at his birthday party, I pack my bags and decide to go to Wanoki Island. When he says my scent makes his house feel nauseating, I quietly move out without complaint. When he says he doesn't want to breathe the same city air as me after our graduation, I leave and never look back. Then he tells me my existence might make his beloved first love uncomfortable. I nod and soon go public with someone else. In this life, I do the opposite of everything I did before. Because in my past life, I got what I wanted—I married Emil. But then his first love jumped off a cliff. He called me her murderer and tormented me. In the end, I jumped into the sea in a state of mental confusion and died. This time, all I want is to live. So, I find myself someone new. However, Emil blocks my path, his eyes bloodshot as he glares at me. "Penelope, I'll forgive this little joke of yours if you come with me right now."

"Good girl, now, call me daddy!" He whispers; his voice sexy as . "Daddy!" I voiced out, but it came out as a whispering threat. "Louder!" He commands. "Daddy!" I yelled softly, feeling the deliciousness of how sins are made. He my forehead and then reaches over to the bedside table for a foil packet. "Stay still, don't move," He orders as he releases my hair. He rips the foil while I'm breathing hard, my blood singing in my veins. The anticipation is exhilarating. He leans down, his weight on me again, and he grabs my hair holding my head immobile. I cannot move. He enticingly traps me, and he's poised and ready to take me once more. "We're going to go real, slow this time, Brie," he breathes. And slowly, he knocks on my sinful entrance of mahogany as he slowly pushes inside of me in ease into me until his length is fully buried in me. He was stretching, filling, relentless. I groan loudly. It feels deeper this time, delectable. I complained again, and he deliberately circles his hips and pulls back, pauses a beat, and then eases his way back in. - Let's talk about the most powerful young bachelor, A business mogul of his time, Jonathan Christopher, De Leon. Combined, JACE DE LEON. After a failed attempt from high school, the courageous plus timid girl left him with a very challenging heart target hunt. A couple of years passed, his hunger for her supplemented after prowling her like what feels like forever, he yearns for her which leads to racing hormones and drifting dark desires of his very own Infatuations. How will the relationship between a powerful casanova and an elegant part-timer be restricted?