Novel & Cerita Leorio Staring

“I-I Denise Soleil Shadowstone, r-reject you as my mate,” she uttered candidly, lowering her head. Cole’s eyes widened in disbelief, “Repeat! Say it again!” Gentle clasps turn into possessive ones, waking up the dominant Alpha in him. “How dare y—” “I reject you,” she firmly said. Facing him with a full decision and denial of their mate bond makes Cole rage furiously in anger. Grasping tightly on her shoulders, he pinned her to a tree. During their staring contest, Denise saw how Cole’s eyes turned red. Then out of a sudden, her eyelids closed like its intentionally shut down by him. The last she felt was her own body collapsing, held by those cold arms of his. Denise Soleil Shadowstone, with her ambition of becoming the first female alpha, would take the risk. Independent woman that swears to never ever be needing a man in her life. For the war they must win, will she learn to accept their mate bond? Can love change her principle? In a war of truth and deceptions, unexpected twists and turns, would you step in?

[Except] “I’m leaving,” “Do you really think you can run away again and I’ll let you?” Kal asked towering over her, and staring down at her with a dark look on his face with fiery red eyes that held more expressions than he could express. “You’re a vampire and I’m a werewolf. In what world can we be friends,” She yelled at him, pushing lightly against him wanting to leave even faster than before only to feel him press his body even closer to hers as he held her against the tree******** Being the princess of the werewolf kingdom isn’t as easy as it seems especially when you befriend a boy who you later find out is the vampire prince and isn’t as ordinary as he pretends to be. What then do you do when the heir to the throne of the enemy’s kingdom tells you he loves you? Could this be a trap and even if it isn’t are you willing to take that chance and risk the life of all the werewolves in the kingdom of Lunera. Does love truly conquer all including decade-old wars?

“I love you” I whispered and he went rigid, his head snapped up and his blue eyes darkened. “Don’t you ever say that” he growled, clenching his fist “Why?” I asked and held his hand, he averted his gaze, staring at his former love grave. “I can’t love” he said, “I am just a zombie, My heart died with her years ago” Arthur said, pointing at the grave, he looked at me studying my face, “Just don’t say that again please” “It’s okay” I said softly, “But it just don’t change the fact that I love you. And I am ready to be a good wife” I said, Arthur gaze hardened. “That’s your problem,” Arthur said, “I don’t want you to say that, and know your place” His statement hurt, but I faked a smile, and he nodded and walked away, I stared at his lover’s grave and dropped my necklace on it. Maybe she was worthy to wear that more than I.

I was having lunch in the cafeteria when my pregnant coworker, Cindy Jenkins, reached across with her fork and speared the fried chicken drumstick right off my plate. She did not say a word until she had finished every last bite, then casually remarked, "I'm six months pregnant now, which is when I need the most nutrition. Plus, I'm carrying a boy, the only grandson in my husband's family. Do you all understand how important this baby is?" I stared at her, dumbfounded. "What's that got to do with me? It's not like I'm the father." She completely ignored me and said, "I'm just letting you all know. From now on, you're taking turns giving me your chicken drumsticks." The other coworkers at the table quickly looked down and focused on their food, nobody daring to say anything. Only me, the one person who never backed down, kept staring straight at her. Cindy slammed her fork onto her tray. "What are you looking at? Your drumsticks are mine from now on, got it?"

Amara always had a difficult life. She lost her mother when she was just a one year old baby. Her stepmother and stepsister made her life hell. Amara thought her mate would heal all her pain and suffering, the one whom the Moon Goddess chose for her. Then the infamous Alpha Magnus Stormborn walked through her door. Powerful, dominant, and perfect — her mate. Amara felt it when their eyes collided. The mate bond pulled her into him, but he looked at her like she was nothing. The worst part was that he came as her stepsister's fiancé. Heartbroken, Amara saw them together. The way Magnus’s eyes softened when Chloe spoke has always brought her pain. Amara wanted to reject him, but Magnus denied the rejection. His behavior made no sense. Sometimes she caught him staring at her. He knew she was his mate, then why was he doing that? Did he have his own reasons, or was he just making her a fool? Everything about this infamous Alpha was shady, and Amara wanted to see his real face.

Stanley Hamilton and I were basically Southport's favorite hate-watch couple. For Elodie—my oh-so-perfect adopted sister—he wrecked my company and had my parents thrown in prison. I, in turn, drove Elodie to her death, making him watch as she jumped off a rooftop. Our forced marriage? Just a slow ride from mutual disgust straight into mutual destruction. Then came the car explosion. Stanley, who'd hated me forever, still used his last breath to shove me out of the blast. "Vivienne Weston, one lifetime tangled with you is enough. If there's a next one, let's never meet." He touched the tattoo of Elodie's name on his neck, smiling faintly as the flames took him. After he died, I wandered through life half-dead myself until illness finished the job. When I woke up in the past, staring at two betrothal contracts, I didn't hesitate—I picked the guy everyone swore was insane. Stanley and my dad? I handed them right back to Elodie. This time, I wanted no meetings, no memories, no strings. Ever again.

In the ruthless world of college hockey, Alan Voss is ice personified—cold, dominant, and untouchable. Until he rescues a trembling janitor from his own teammates and finds himself staring into the most hauntingly beautiful face he’s ever seen. “You’re safe with me,” Alan growls, tilting the boy’s chin up. “No one touches you again.” Toby Pike has spent his life broken and used—by family, by monsters wearing his brother’s face. Shy, brilliant, and drowning in secrets, he never expected the NHL-bound hockey star to become his shield… or the source of a desire he doesn’t understand. As their unlikely friendship ignites into unbearable tension—shared showers, drunken nights, heated stares across the rink—jealousy and obsession threaten to consume them both. But when Toby’s sadistic stepbrother returns with blackmail and violence, Alan’s protective instincts turn wild. Some love heals. This one destroys everything in its path. ************* Warning🔞: Dark MM Romance – Explicit content, non-con past trauma, graphic violence, intense BDSM, obsession, and possessive themes. Reader discretion strongly advised.

“Trying to seduce me?” He asked, stepping into her personal space. She gulped. Why was he so sexy and looking at her like that, besides she was only in her towel and there was nothing underneath. That made her more insecure and scared. Scared that she would fall into his arms out of need. He caressed her cheek with one hand, “Can't answer me?” He muttered huskily, staring deep into her eyes. She blinked her eyes, “No, I-I didn't know the door was open,” He smirked, "Are you sure, because your body says differently,” “Uhm… I…” He suddenly leaned in closer, bringing his mouth to her ear, “If you're trying to seduce me next time, leave the towel in the bathroom.” She shuddered. *************************** Alva Garcia got arranged in a cold marriage with a sexy hot man, Jaxon Smith, who happens to be the new successor of his father's biggest internet company in America. What happens when two billionaires are arranged together in a marriage with plenty of secrets and emotions going on within them, will they be able to unveil it or act up until they depart from each other?

"I don't care if you are in love with my brother, Kat, I'm still gonna come for you. I'm still gonna want you. I'm still gonna fuck you. And you're gonna let me. You have to..." "Max..." I felt breathless, staring into his eyes. Dark and fierce. Unnerving and yet, exciting. "We can't do this..." "Yes, we can, Kat. Yes, we can. And we will." ................................................................................. Katniss has always had a deep, unwavering crush on Rex Luciano, the Alpha's son. On her 17th birthday, she took a bold step and kissed him at the nightclub. But he had no memories of it, and he sure as hell wasn't at the nightclub that night. Who had she kissed? Katniss wondered. But then she got introduced to his twin brother — the oldest of the Luciano brothers, and a walking menace. Her heart sank. No fucking way did she kiss the wrong brother. One she never knew existed. ************************************ Twisted feelings. Sexual desires. Hard choices to make. What would be the endgame of Katniss, in her twisted, complicated bond with the Luciano brothers?

She was the woman who prayed for his safe journey while he planned hotel meetups. The woman who fought for household bills while he footed the tab for other women. The woman who stayed up worrying while he stayed up with someone else. Adaeze never imagined that the man she chose — not was forced to choose, but willingly, lovingly chose — would become the very source of her undoing. Twelve years of marriage, three children, one family business and a thousand unanswered prayers later, she finds herself staring at a phone screen, reading a message that was never meant for her eyes. But this is not just a story about infidelity. It is a story about a woman who lost herself slowly, quietly, in the business of loving a man who had long stopped choosing her. It is about the loneliness of a marriage that looks perfect from the outside. The exhaustion of fighting to be seen by someone who looks right through you. The moment a woman stops crying and starts thinking. It is about what happens when the woman who always stayed finally decides what she's worth. And it is about the man who only realises what he had — when it is already gone.