Kneel Down Artinya

Blood poured heavily between my thighs, the metallic scent sharp enough to make my wolf whimper in agony. But the pain that tore deeper into my soul was the sight of my Alpha mate running past me without hesitation, chasing the overturned vehicle that had crashed toward Marina’s white car instead. “Marina!” he roared, his Alpha command raw and furious. A voice he had never once used on me in the five years I had stood beside him as Luna. I lifted my trembling hand, my lips parting in desperation. I wanted to scream that his pup was the heir of the pack, the secret I had protected for years was growing inside me. But he never looked back. He gathered Marina into his arms, his grip fierce and possessive, and carried her away as if she were his true mate. I thought that was the worst betrayal a Luna could endure. I was wrong. When I woke in the infirmary, the bond between my wolf and my mate was eerily silent. No Alpha. No pup. Only the cold scent of blood and a set of rejected papers resting beside my bed. I smiled faintly, my voice no more than a whisper. “This time I will be the one who makes Alpha Declan Jordan kneel until he howls in regret and begs his discarded Luna to return.”

Every Thanksgiving, my husband, Salvatore, brings home a showgirl from one of his clubs. He makes me kneel and serve them drinks. A lesson, he calls it, in how to please a man. This was the eighth Thanksgiving, and this time, he brought back a girl poured into a tight leather dress. "She doesn't have any decent jewelry," Salvatore announced. "Give her your heirloom diamond ring. Your grandmother's pearl earrings, too. And take off that silk choker for her." He smirked. "And listen, she's young, doesn't know the rules. You'll have to show her the ropes. Especially how to handle a man in bed." Every member of the Genovese family was watching, waiting for my humiliation. I didn't disappoint. I opened my mouth and asked Salvatore for a divorce. Salvatore let out a sharp, ugly laugh, his eyes full of contempt. "Francesca, you pull this same shit every time," he jeered. "Your act is pathetic. Even more dramatic than your performance in bed." He leaned in. "You really want to divorce me? Fine. I'll give you five million in cash if you actually walk out that door." The living room erupted in laughter. They all said I was playing hard to get, that I didn't know my place. But they didn't know. This was the 88th time I had asked for a divorce, and it was the first time I truly meant it.

“I won’t, just want a foreplay with you Abby” He said to me cheerfully. He ran his fingers into my pants and made his way to my pussy which he played with. He began fingering me like I was going to run away from him. “I thought those are your fingers, why do they feel like they are your cock going into my ass?” I questioned, feeling pain all over my pussy. “I guess it’s because you are pregnant for me, Abby” He spoke into my ears as I began breathing heavily. “Uhh… Ahhh Jack?” I hoarse emotionally as I grabbed him by his neck, pushing his lips closer to my boobs. He understood what I wanted, so he gave it to me. He took in my nipple into his warm mouth or should I say his sugar coated mouth and with so much rush, he fondled and sucked on my hard nipple for so long. “That’s it Jack, over there Jack… That’s the right point, baby!” I said out, trying to maintain my voice. I was really enjoying his foreplay and wished he could go in, but he just wouldn’t make me feel the way I wanted. Enough about me, let’s switch to you” I placed my hand on his chest as I made him kneel on my bed.

Elara Moonwyn once believed love could soften even the most feared alpha alive. She was wrong. When Alpha Darius Blackmoor accused her of betrayal, Elara had no chance to defend herself. The Blackmoor pack chose power over truth, and the man she loved turned cold and cruel. With her heart shattered and her trust destroyed, Elara fled the pack in silence—carrying a secret that could have changed everything. She was carrying Darius’s child. Years pass. Elara builds a quiet life far from pack politics, raising her daughter, Mira, in secrecy. But Mira is not an ordinary child. Her wolf power begins to awaken—wild, rare, and impossible to hide. When her abilities draw the attention of the Blackmoor pack, Elara’s past comes crashing back. Darius Blackmoor is no longer the same alpha he once was. Hardened by regret and haunted by mistakes he cannot undo, he is forced to face a truth that shatters his world: he has a daughter. An heir he never knew. A child born from the mate he wronged. As enemies close in and pack leaders demand control over Mira, Elara must decide whether she can trust the alpha who broke her. And Darius must prove—through actions, not words—that he is no longer the ruthless ruler of before, but a father and mate willing to kneel, fight, and bleed for his family. Because redemption is not claimed by strength alone. It is earned through love, sacrifice… and forgiveness.

When Nyx Calder enrolls at Briarcrest Academy, she has no intention of climbing its gilded social hierarchy. The school is built on legacy, power, and unspoken rules, and Nyx is there only to survive it. But survival becomes impossible when she collides with Alaric Moore. Briarcrest’s most untouchable student, the unchallenged ruler of its academic and social elite… and the stepbrother she never asked for. Alaric thrives on control. Nyx thrives on defiance. Their rivalry ignites in classrooms and spills into whispered confrontations after hours, each encounter sharpening the tension between them. Forced into constant competition by the academy’s ruthless merit system, they become obsessed with outdoing one another, until hatred begins to feel dangerously like something else. Something forbidden. Something that could destroy them both. Behind Briarcrest’s pristine halls lies a system designed to crush anyone who threatens its order. As Nyx uncovers how deeply the academy manipulates its students, Alaric is forced to choose between the future he was raised for and the girl who refuses to kneel, and when the rules say she should. At Briarcrest, love is forbidden, rebellion is costly, and bloodlines matter more than truth. But how far does the academy’s power really reach? What happens when loyalty to legacy collides with forbidden desire? And when the system demands one of them fall… who will it be? At Briarcrest, breaking the rules could cost them everything, but not breaking them might cost even more.

“Mom!how dare you?..” he said to his mother. Maria was shocked… Damien has always give her optimum respect. “Son!are you OK?” Maria ask trying to know if its really her Demmy.. “Maya take her to my room..” Damien said glaring at his mother. James who was done bring the lockage downstairs stop on his track and saw his boss. he didnt know if he should run or hide. “Ma…..madam I'm done” Immediately Damien turned to him. “Doing what?” he asked as he didn't want to release his anger on his mom.…. “Madam asked me to..p.pack the y... young madam lockage... “How dare you go inside my room and touch my wife lockage without my permission James..how dare you?...go put it back and submit you resignation letter in my study.” He angrily said for James to kneel down. “Sir….” James immediately knelt down. “S.sir I'm sorry sir.I didnt want to disrespect the madam… “You work for me James not my mom.” He said and turned to his mom.. “Leave!” he said to her. Maria havé not been able to understand what he meant.. “I said leave my house mother now before I do something we both regret..” he said looking at his mother.

Aria Hale spent her entire life believing the Moon Goddess created someone just for her. Someone who would see her. Choose her. Love her. She didn’t expect her fated mate to be Alpha Blake Thorn—the golden boy of the pack… or that he would reject her in front of everyone on her eighteenth birthday. Humiliated, heartbroken, and stripped of her place in the pack, Aria runs into the Forbidden Woods, praying for the pain to stop. But instead of death, she finds something far more dangerous: The Dark King. Erevan is ancient, feared, and impossibly powerful. To the world he is a myth. To Aria, he is the first person who looks at her like she is worth the world. And when she collapses in his arms, he does the unthinkable— He claims her as his mate. In the Dark Realm, Aria begins to unlock abilities she never knew she had. Abilities that were never meant to exist in the mortal world. Abilities that could destroy everything she once called home. When she returns to her old pack, Alpha Blake realizes the awful truth: Rejecting her was the biggest mistake of his life. But it’s too late. Aria is no longer the girl who begged for love. She is the mate of a king. Chosen. Claimed. Unstoppable. And she will never kneel again. A rejected-mate romance filled with betrayal, power, jealousy, possessive love, and a heroine who rises from broken to legendary.

Rhea was nothing—an orphaned omega, forgotten in the shadows of Crescent Shadow Pack. She was bullied, ignored, and born into a world that never wanted her. Her only warmth came from Lyra, the Beta’s radiant daughter—a girl Rhea worshipped like the sun, the one blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. Rhea lived for Lyra’s light. Until the Goddess turned her gaze. On her twentieth birthday, Rhea is thrust into the center of a destiny she never asked for—fated mate to the Alpha’s triplet sons. Three brothers, one throne, and a bond that will crown her as Luna. But only one mate can ascend. And the others? They may destroy her before they let her choose. Cassian, the wild heir who once loved Lyra and now hates Rhea for taking her place. Lucian, the perfect firstborn with ambition in his eyes and loyalty that cuts like a blade. Dorian, the soft-spoken charmer with a secret fire and a desperate hunger to matter. As power swells and envy brews, Rhea must rise from the ashes of who she was. The Moon has chosen her, but the pack? They will not kneel easily. Especially not when her bond pushes Lyra—the sun she once lived for—into shadow. Will Lyra accept becoming the shadow or will she come back for the light that was hers? In a world ruled by legacy and ambition, Rhea must decide if she is a girl surviving fate—or a Luna shaping it.

Redlee loves Kriza, his live-in partner. But he is not the type of man who wants to be tied to a lifelong relationship, so, he has no plan to be married yet. And because the woman also loves him, she accepts what he wants in life. But he would be attracted to a beautiful pick-up girl, named Diane. He lived her in an expensive apartment because he was hoping that she will also love him. But he found out that she was betraying and he witnessed her being flirt with another man. Out of anger, he hit her and led to the point that he thought she had been killed. So, he threw her body in a far place. Redlee didn't really expected that Diane was still alive and was able to get by her friend Khian James. He took her to the hospital and her condition improved. Because of what happened, she felt angry and planned to take revenge with her live-in partner. She was full of hope that she would succeed and Redlee will deeply repenting someday. Diane changed. Her looks and the way she talks, so, no one will recognize her, especially Redlee. He really don't know that the woman he met named Alyana was no other than but Diane. And because he already loved her, it led to the broke up of his relationship with Kriza. But he regretted it so much and the day came that he would kneel in front of Alyana. Will they remain frustrated and unhappy? Or is there real love that will bind them together?

On the night the family manor was set on fire, my husband Don Luciano Cacciola whisked Loretta Peri away. "Be a good girl and wait for me here, Tati. I'll send my men over to pick you up soon." As soon as he left, the explosions buried around the villa were set off instantly. That's when I sent Luciano one last text. "Luciano, we're even now." Rumors had it that Luciano had gone mad after that incident. As he gripped the burned ring, he purged the entire mafia family on his own. After that, he kneeled before my grave for three long days. When Luciano found out that there was a possibility of my surviving the explosion, he decided to give away half of his family fortune just so he could track me down. Three years later, Luciano stares at the woman, who's toying with a pistol, with red-rimmed eyes at the family's negotiation table. "Tati… Is that you?" I pull the trigger in response, causing a bullet to ricochet past Luciano's ear. "You got the wrong person, Mr. Cacciola. I'm here to take your life." As I watch Luciano kneel by my feet and press a kiss onto the tip of my high heel, I can't help but laugh. This time, it's my turn to choose.