Madagascar Penguins Kowalski

Nikolas Kowalski was a Lycan rogue that rose from the ashes of his past to become the most powerful man of his era. Although he had turned his life around, his thirst for revenge was beyond his control, and he sort to get even with the people that burned, destroyed his family and made them into rogues. He sorts to seek revenge on the alpha that defeated his father and exiled his mother while pregnant with him. Luckily he did not go feral because he was born packless, but his mother was able to hold on to her sanity long enough to raise him and tell him her version of the truth. Now that he has risen with so much hate, he seeks to destroy the man and people behind his family’s demise by taking his territory, his daughter, Aliana, and making her and the people suffer. Although Nikolas seeks revenge and retribution through Aliana, his heart and wolf seek otherwise; enthralled by her personality, he falls deeper than he could ever imagine.

There is a saying 'Unlike charges attract while like charges repel. In the world of the rich, there is always a plan ahead for the benefit of themselves in the future in case of an unforeseen circumstances. Naomi, the illegitimate daughter of Raymond Smith is forced into an arranged marriage with Steven Madagascar in other to save her father's business even though she was unwilling. She felt cheated because she has always been that child that was considered a home wrecker and a curse to a family. Steven Madagascar had it all in life, even though his both parents were seperated and didn't live together, he had the very best given to him. Naomi and Steven were opposite of each other, both with different personalities and different lifestyle. What Naomi enjoyed for a living was totally different from what Steven enjoyed for a living.They were both different people with different agenda's. Both planning for their life ahead but an unexpected situation lead them to one another. When this two unlike charges collide, will there be a force of attraction or repulsion.

I used to be the one and only girl spoiled by my family. But everything changed on my 18th birthday, when my father adopted a she-wolf orphan named Sophia from the Werewolf Charity House. My elder brother, Alex, started to love her more and began to look down on me. My mate, John, who had grown up with me, liked her and ignored me. Even my father said that Sophia, an orphan, was ten thousand times better than his own birth daughter. It was my graduation day from Werewolf University. But instead of celebrating with me, they broke their promise because of Sophia.The 101st time. I counted. And it hurt worse than all the hundred before. I couldn't help crying out, "Am I really part of this family?" My father looked at Sophia—whose eyes turned red because of my words—with pity. Then he slapped me across the face. "You're still fighting for affection? I wish I had never given birth to you," he shouted. Alex snapped at me too. "You make me sick. I'm ashamed to have a sister like you. Get out of this den!" I didn't say a word. I simply packed up my things and left in silence. After I left, the den fell into a strange quiet. They took Sophia to the South Pole to see penguins, as if nothing had happened. No one contacted me or showed concern, because they assumed I would eventually come back—just like before. They never planned to do anything for me. They never had. But this time, they didn't know I was leaving for real. I called my mother, who lived in another pack far away, and told her I'd finally agreed to go live with her. Because this time, the family… Was no longer a place I needed.

I'd been married to Joshua Merck for five years, but we still didn't have kids. To stay healthy, I took those pricey custom vitamins he ordered from overseas—never missed a dose. Then my cousin came back from studying abroad, took one look at the bottle, and was like, "That brand doesn't even make custom vitamins." I sent them to the hospital for testing. The lab report hit me like a truck—birth control pills. Powerful ones. Suddenly, all those mornings with Joshua hovering over me, acting so concerned while I took my "vitamins," made sense. The whole thing had been a lie. Five years of lies. Just as I was gearing up to confront him, my phone buzzed—a group chat notification. Shirley Hoare had tagged Joshua. [Honey, I had a prenatal checkup today, and the doctor said I'm carrying twins! Your family's about to get two grandchildren at once—excited?] My heart turned to ash. Everything clicked. Fine. We were done. I pulled out my phone and replied to my childhood sweetheart's message from three days ago: [After watching the northern lights, I still wanted to see penguins in Antarctica.]