Novel & Cerita Lords Alliance 5e

After spending the night with the Greatest Alpha and losing her virginity to him, Celine didn't expect to be in an arranged mate bond with him. The worst was, he hated her and loved another woman... **** "I, Alpha Tyrion Macklin, in the presence of all Alpha council take Celine, as my fated mate. I vow to cherish her and..." He paused and looked at me with disgust. "I can't do this. I can't mate with a maid..." Celine is a low ranking wolf who was found in the woods by her now father when she was a baby. She was abused and lost hope for future yet always wanted to have a child of her own. To give it the world, love and home she never got. Alpha Tyrion Macklin is one of the most powerful alphas in the world, aspiring to become the Alpha King. He has a fiancée, the daughter of Great Alpha Jonathan, who gives him control over two packs. Their fates collide when the Alphas accuse Tyrion of mating with Celine during the annual meeting of alphas. Under the pressure of the Alpha Alliance, Tyrion marks Celine and takes her back to his pack. They sign a contract which states Celine will leave after she gets pregnant. Unknown about her true powers and the dangers lurking to use her special abilities, she turns a rogue and Alpha Tyrion goes crazy after her. Will he accept her as his true mate? And can she overcome his hatred and indifference?

Werewolf Fiction, Trope: Arranged Marriage / Forced Mating / Rejected Mate / Betrayal Setting: A mighty werewolf city, Perth, ruled by competing packs. The MoonStone Pack — once amongst the strongest, now takes an alliance with the vicious ruthless Night Walker Pack, led by Alpha Derrick Wilson. From ancient werewolf traditions to modern pack politics, the city is the battlefield for dominance, power, and bloodlines. BLURB Kimberly has always lived in the shadow of her perfect younger sister, Mona. When her father brokers her marriage to evil Alpha Derrick Wilson, it’s supposed to be a sacrifice for peace. But on the night of the engagement, everything falls apart—Derrick is hers and then rejects her for Mona, her own sister. With her pride not just bruised but battered (she has been humiliated, betrayed, and has lost her position in the pack), Kimberly now faces a fate she could not have imagined; being the slave of the man she should have mated with. But when it seems like all hope is lost, a mysterious stranger offers her something far more dangerous — an opportunity to seek revenge. Now, with her wolf awakening and secrets of her bloodline surfacing, Kimberly has a choice to make: run and start over—or embrace the darkness and reclaim everything that was taken from her. While Mona stole her mate, Kimberly is the one chosen by fate. And fate does not take kindly to creeping around her light.

"I never wanted this marriage… and I will never want you." Those cold words from my Alpha husband shattered everything I thought I could endure. Frederick Blackwood, the ruthless Alpha of the Silver Night Pack, was forced to marry me by his grandmother to secure an alliance between our powerful families. To him, I was nothing more than a political obligation. A contract wife and a temporary Luna. And the woman who ruined his love story with his perfect girlfriend. From the very first night, Frederick made it painfully clear that his heart belonged to someone else. His cold gaze, his cruel silence, and the whispers of the pack reminded me every day that I was unwanted. But I refused to be weak. If he thought I would beg for his affection, he was wrong. However, everything began to change when Frederick started showing a side of himself he tried so hard to hide. Possessive looks. Unexpected jealousy. Dangerous protection. And a dark obsession that neither of us understood. Because the truth was far more complicated than a forced marriage. A hidden secret tied our fates together. A secret powerful enough to destroy packs… Or bind two enemies into something far more dangerous than love. But by the time Frederick realizes what I truly mean to him— I might already be gone. And losing me will be the one regret the Alpha can never escape.

“All this is simple, Rose my dear daughter, you do understand what is at stake here. This mafian alliance is very important to this family. So on behalf of me and your sisters I demand that you reject the Alphas so that a much organized agreement can take place and your sisters can be lunas”, their father said as he stood towering over Ro with his huge body. “... no father. I will not do…”, before she could complete her sentence, she saw her father's hand fly in the air and before she realized what was going on, she was also flying. Rose Costa's father is the head warrior and a ruthless enforcer of the Lago Di Smeraldo pack. All her life she has been treated like an unwanted insignificant member of her family unlike her older twin sisters Adalina and Amara, who her father showered with his love and attention. When she gets admission into college, she happily leaves home with the hopes that she can avoid the crimes and cruelty of her mafian werewolf family. Her happiness is disrupted when her father summons her home for the introduction of the new Alphas, Lorenzo and Leonardo of the Romano crime syndicate and their Lunas Adalina and Amara, Rose Costa's older sisters. However, everything changes when Alpha Lorenzo and Alpha Leonardo smell their true mate and discover that she is none other than Rose Costa the little insignificant sister of their chosen mates Adalina and Amara Costa.

"No, Alpha, please stop. You won’t fit," Selena gasped, her eyes wide with fear as she stared at Alpha Zander’s enormous member. "I don’t have that much patience. Be a good Luna and give me an heir," Zander growled, his eyes dark with menacing intensity. He gripped her thighs—rough and hard—spreading her legs wide. With a single, forceful thrust, he breached her innocent barrier and slid deep into her slick heat. * They say marrying the Alpha King is a death sentence. They were right. No she-wolf in her right mind would volunteer to be his bride. Rumor has it, none of his brides lived long enough to even try. They say he’s cursed. They say he’s impotent. A monster who kills to keep his secret buried. But refusing him means your entire pack dies with you. So when the alliance reached Selena’s pack, her father didn't hesitate. She was the useless daughter—the wolf-less one. The perfect offering to a king who only wanted a womb and silence. But Selena soon uncovers secrets far more terrifying than she ever could have imagined. And when the truth threatens everything, there’s only one thing left to do: run. But can you ever run from the Alpha King? Especially when he’s willing to cross hell and burn the world down just to claim what’s his.

“How can you do this to me, Zane?!” I ask in a heartbroken and devastated tone as tears roll down my cheeks in torrents.  “I stood by your side when everyone else left you! Hell, I donated my skin to you!” I say in a frantic tone as I try desperately to understand the reasons behind his actions.  “Stop being pathetic, Zara. You have lost the one thing that made you useful: your beauty, and in turn, your modelling career. The only woman who can secure my inheritance is Elora. You were only good while you lasted.” Zane says with a sneer on his lips.  “It's over between us,” Zane says with a tone of finality.  __________________________ Zara Smith, blinded by love, abandons her heiress legacy and hides her identity to marry an illegitimate billionaire heir, Zane Wesley. After getting into an accident staged by his step-siblings, he urgently needs saving. Despite being informed of all she had to lose, she donates parts of her skin to heal him. When Zane no longer sees a need for her, he divorces her and marries another heiress to secure his inheritance.  Three years later, she returns and is determined to bring Zane down. To do this, she reclaims her legacy and... forms an alliance with her all-along silent investor and billionaire heir, Leo Armstrong. Watch them ruin the cheating couple—piece by piece!

I’m the Vettori family princess. The only one. It was our fifth anniversary. A big dinner party at the estate. A waiter spilled red wine on my husband Marco, heir to the Rossi family. My best friend, Sofia, slapped the waiter. Hard. Then she was all over Marco, helping him out of his jacket. Her hand lingered on his waist. A second too long. I just stood there, watching. Sofia saw me. "I was just closer, that's all. Helping him clean up. Don't overthink it." I just smiled. Grabbed my glass. I went to make the rounds with the old dons from the other families. I would finish this night with my head held high. Later that night, Marco crawled into my bed, stinking of booze. His hands were on my waist. He wanted sex. I pushed him off. "The alliance is over," I said, my voice dead. "We're finished." Marco sobered up fast. His face went cold. "I'm trying to apologize here. You're divorcing me because Sofia helped me with my jacket?" I laughed. He didn’t get it. Not until I threw the proof of his betrayal in his face. Not until I cut him off from my family. Then he was on his knees, crying, begging me to forgive him.

The marking ceremony had reached the moment when the Luna crown should be exchanged, but my mate in name only still refused to lower his head. Once Drake Blackwood bit the side of my neck and completed the marking, our 66th ceremony would finally become real. Yet his eyes stayed fixed on his phone, and he did not even look at me. All because his widowed sister-in-law, Scarlett Moore, had posted a claim-release statement an hour earlier. Her late husband had been Drake’s older brother. Under pack law, Drake was obligated to protect her. Attached to her post was a ticket for a private pack flight, showing that she would land in an hour. Drake suddenly rose and announced in a low voice to the elders and pack members that the marking ceremony would be postponed. Then he left me standing there alone, turning me into a joke before the entire pack. I calmly packed away the Luna crown, calmly apologized to the guests, and calmly saw everyone off. After that, I opened Scarlett’s latest post on the MoonNet feed. In the photo, Drake stood beside her, holding out a newly hunted moonstone. I gave a bitter smile and called my birth parents through the private pack link. “Father, Mother, I’m willing to come back now.” “I’ll accept the marriage alliance for the Frostvale Pack.”

Silverclaw and Blackstone had been bound by a sacred blood alliance for three generations. I was the rightful heir to the Silverclaw pack, and Elara was my cousin, of lesser blood and no rank. On my bonding ceremony, Elara spiked my wine. While I was unconscious, she donned a counterfeit of my Moon-Blessed Robes and slept with Elias that night. I found them together at dawn. Though he offered me anything to appease my fury, I forced a sterility potion down Elara’s throat, paid her off with a hundred thousand dollars, and banished her from Silverclaw territory. For ten years, I waded through blood to secure Elias’s rise to the Alpha throne. Yet at his coronation, he claimed the Luna’s Crown and Sacred Robes meant for me. He led pack warriors to a southern cabin where, upon confirming Elara’s death, he seized my throat. His claws tore into my flesh as he raged over her corpse. He threw me and my unborn child off the cliff. He held the marker stone at her cairn and whispered of revenge for his true love. I woke up on my bonding ceremony. Elias had been reborn too, expecting me to grovel at his paws. He was wrong. This time, I would never be his Luna. The throne, the pack, and the bond. Every last scrap of it would return to its rightful owner.

For five years, I was Carlos’s dirty little secret. In the light of day, I was his executive assistant, handling his legitimate businesses while he treated me with cold, professional detachment. In the shadows, I was the woman he claimed to love more than life itself, the one who warmed his bed while he whispered promises against my skin. That was until I found out I was pregnant. I was ready to tell him, to finally ask for a life in the light. But then, I discovered Carlos had purchased a secluded estate in the suburbs—a fortress meant for a wife. I followed him there, heart in my throat, only to watch through the window as his hand slid beneath a woman’s silk lingerie, his eyes burning with a raw desire I thought belonged only to me. "Sophie," he groaned, his voice rough with emotion. "I stayed unmarried all these years for one reason. I was waiting for you to come back to the States. Marry me." The sounds of their pleasure echoed from the room. The shock was a physical blow; my body revolted, and the stress induced a miscarriage right there in the cold. When I woke up in the hospital, empty and broken, I made a call I had been avoiding for years. I accepted the arranged marriage my family had set up for me—a political alliance with a rival syndicate. The next morning,I would vanish from Carlos’s life forever.