Mati Khalifa Naked Novels & Stories

You've been hurt before. "I... I need your help," I stammered. "My mother is sick. I need money." Michael raised an eyebrow, watching me. "Can you help me?" I asked, unzipping my coat, revealing the revealing dress. "I'll do anything." His gaze burned through me. He stepped closer, examining me, then picked up my dress, covering me. I froze, stunned. "You think I'd be distracted by your body?" he smirked. "Your figure isn't even among the top in the North American werewolf community."

Even though she wasn't William's actual mate, being regarded as such felt undeniably good. "Wow, you're real!" the person exclaimed. "Most of us have never seen you, so we were starting to believe that our Alpha finding his actual mate, and not some political match, was just a rumor." "Indeed, I am very real and eager to see my mate. Could you please direct me to his study?" Natasha replied, adding a touch of pride to her words. "Yeah, sure, it’s right up there, then turn left. I’m Daphne," she said, extending her hand.

“I can’t be your mate. And you’ll never be mine.” She didn’t flinch. Didn’t look hurt. She wasn’t the begging type. She stood tall, unshaken—a warrior in her own right. “Are the rumors true?” she asked quietly. My eyes narrowed. “What rumors?” “Rumors about your… sexuality.” I took a deep breath. In. Out. Slow and steady. “I won’t stand here and defend myself for being who I am,” I said, my tone cold and final. “Let the rumors spread like wildfire. Let them burn. Let them eat through your perfect image until there’s nothing left but ash.”

I spluttered, "but that's... that's -- " "Impossible?" She interrupted with a laugh. "He's dead." "He was. I don't have much time to explain, but trust me when I say he's not dead." She reached into her back pocket, rolling her eyes once more as the guards around her tensed, "oh relax, are you guys on steroids or something? I'm getting my phone. Flick through that," she demanded, tossing the device my way. "You'll see years of pictures of me, Khaos, my mother Violet, my brother Eros, and my darling little niece Vivian."

HUMAN MATE:02: "What are you doing Vera ?" Lucia asks her best friend. Vera smirks and continues mixing Some powder into one of the glasses of whiskey. “Vera" Lucia snaps at her best friend impatiently. "Relax girl. It's just a drug to make my position as Andrew Glyndon's mate” Vera signals for a waiter. As soon the human waiter arrives, she looks straight into his eyes and hypnotizes him to do as she said and forget everything soon after.

"Oh my Janette, what the heck?" My eyes fly open when I hear Safira's voice and I see her laughing and covering her eyes. "I legit didn't know you were naked. Damn you have curves Janette." I'm too baffled to speak. Did Safira Hussain just see me naked? And did she just tell me I have curves? I slip into the dress as fast as I can and clear my throat when I'm done. "You can look now, and it's no problem really, I was waiting for you to arrive."

"Dr. Elias’s medical reports were intercepted days ago. Whispers of the ancient prophecy are echoing through every high court on this continent. The packs know the supreme Alpha King’s inner wolf has recognized a mortal mate. If you keep her hidden away behind locked doors, the elders will see her as a shameful weakness—a target to be hunted, isolated, and eliminated. But if you walk through those grand doors with her on your arm, standing beneath the sovereign aura of the Alpha King... no pureblood in that room will dare lift a hand." "I have no mate!" Zayden growled, his voice rough and laced with desperate defiance. "She is a human captive! A girl I bought off an auction block to keep fro

he asked, even though he already has an idea. Chocolate breathed sharply. “My b-brother and his g-girlfriend, they slept together last night.” Chandler lowered his eyes. After hearing what Chocolate said, he eased his supple clothes on the neck part by pulling it. Then, Chandler went to her. Step. Step. Step. Every step he takes, Chocolate felt her heart pounding. And yet, she gathered her courage to say, “I s-saw it. They were naked last night and they…” Her back leaned against on the wall. Slowly, she lifted her head and looked at the man before her.

"There was none. Even if there was, she doesn't exist anymore" "Well," he began. "I still do not know which of them is the mystery girl. Xavia or Alaila" "It's none of them" "Do you remember how worried you were when..." I scoffed. "I said it's none of them" He sat down beside me. "I was thinking it was..." "Any news from the Ice Pack yet?" "You will not believe who the Ice Pack Alpha mate is" I furrowed my brows. "Who?" "Xavia" he muttered and I blinked.

Charlie. Dressed in tight jeans and a glittery top that screamed attention, with her hair curled and lips painted red. She stood beside a stall of perfume bottles, holding one like she owned the whole place. My stomach turned. “What do you want?” I asked quietly. Her smile widened. “Relax. Just saying hi. Didn’t expect to see you here. Out and about already?” Her eyes drifted over me. “Guess near-death suits you.” Hannah stepped forward, her voice like ice. “Back off.”