Message For Broken Hearted Friend

I agreed to transfer schools with my childhood friend who was constantly being bullied, but she backed out on the last day. Her friend teased, "I can't believe you pretended to be bullied all this time just to get rid of Harry. He's your childhood friend. Are you really willing to let him go to another school all by himself?" Lena said indifferently, "It's just another school in this city. How far could it be? I've had enough of him always being around me. Getting some distance between us is just what I wanted." I stood outside the door for a long time that day before deciding to turn and leave. However, on the transfer application, instead of writing Haleswood High School, I wrote the high school that my parents wanted me to go to, which was abroad. Everyone seemed to have forgotten that Lena and I had been worlds apart from the very start.

I know it’s wrong to want my dad’s best friend, a man who was old enough to be my dad, but what could I possibly do when I see him in my dream and imagination each time I close my eyes? What could I do when this desire keeps driving me nuts, when I keep getting wet down there just at the sight of him? I tasted the forbidden fruit, and I liked it. I liked every inch of it, and now I can’t bring myself to stop wanting more…

Olivia Chris was teenage Luna who fell in love with her highschool crush and bully's boyfriend. She later got married to him and found her self living her dream life and fantasy. Only for an incident to occur and he reveals his true intentions by making thorough use of her and divorcing her. The betrayal led to the loss of her pack and everything she called family. Moving to a new town, she starts afresh and with the help of an old savior, she starts a new life of revenge and personal vendetta against all those who used her. But then she suddenly finds herself falling for her hot savior. Will she focus on getting her revenge or fall more for the hot Alpha who was always by her side???

"Kiss me back," he demands, crashing his lips on mine while squeezing my boobs and pinching my nipples."I... I can't... I already have a mate!" a throaty sound involuntarily escaped from my lips as I uttered.In the aftermath of a devastating tragedy that nearly destroys the Clawson pack, Rhea is forced to take on the mantle of Alpha and revive the struggling pack. When Kian, the Alpha of the Blackwood Pack, claims that they are fated mates, Rhea is cautiously hopeful, but her lack of a wolf leaves her uncertain.Despite her reservations, Rhea is moved by Kian's offer of assistance to her struggling pack. However, everything takes a dark turn when Rhea discovers that Kian has only married her as part of a scheme to seek revenge against her family.As Kian's cruelty and infidelity become increasingly unbearable, a powerful and enigmatic King Daemon, the Alpha of the Thorn pack breaks into her life, who shows interest in her. Despite her initial reluctance, Rhea feels an undeniable pull towards Daemon, causing her to confront a difficult choice between the security of her pack and the potential for a passionate love.Which will Rhea choose: to follow her heart or her duty?

At the annual company party, my boyfriend of three years openly flirted with the beautiful new secretary right in front of everyone. Without hesitation, I kicked him and his family out of my house where they had been freeloading for all this time. Humiliated and angry, he lashed out: "Sarah, this is all because you can't even get pregnant! Three years together and not a single child. If you just accept Amy in our relationship, you can still be the lady of this house!" Later on, his company was investigated for fraud. He ended up in prison, and to top it all off, it turned out the child wasn't even his to begin with.

"I propose you become my second chance mate," Alpha Thomas says like it is no big deal.I cannot stop the cackle that escapes from my lips. "Have you lost your mind? I knew it was my mistake to kiss you without permission, and I have apologized," I say offended."But how dare you use it as leverage to blackmail me into becoming your mate?!""Not the blackmail, just a deal. For a year, we will pretend to be madly in love. At the end of the year, we get a quick divorce, I will give you a large sum of money, and you are free to find your fated mate."As the unloved and unwanted daughter of the Moonshadow Pack, Mia was used to never getting her way. But when her father promised to marry her off to an evil Alpha of another pack she knew that she had to take matters into her own hands.Alpha Thomas is the heartbroken Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. After losing his mate in childbirth he is being forced to find another mate by the elder council. Will they come together and save each other from an unwanted fate? Or will their pasts get in the way of them finding happiness?

I'd had a crush on my brother's best friend, Ethan—the most powerful Alpha of our Northern Territory—since I was twelve years old. When I was fifteen, I boldly confessed my feelings to him. He laughed and patted my head, casually promising, "When you turn eighteen and shift, if you're my mate, I'll mark you." That offhand promise became my greatest hope for three years. I spent every day waiting for my wolf to awaken, praying to the Moon Goddess that she would designate us as mates. But on the night of my eighteenth birthday, after my wolf first awakened, I was shocked to discover that Ethan truly was my mate! Ignoring the intense shifting pain coursing through my body, I immediately shifted into my wolf form and ran toward Ethan's training grounds. I clutched the gift I'd prepared long ago, but instead heard Ethan urgently confessing to his Omega assistant Victoria: "Who would be stupid enough to actually care about a true mate? The bond between her and me is just the Moon Goddess's mistake. I only love you. I'll only mark you as my Luna." The words hit me like silver bullets to the chest. My wolf whimpered in pain, the mate bond burning like acid in my veins. I stood frozen behind the trees, watching the man I'd loved for six years dismiss our sacred connection as if it meant nothing. Later, Ethan introduced Victoria as his "fiancée." When Victoria demanded that I publicly bless their marking ceremony, Ethan remained completely indifferent to my humiliation. "Sylvia should give us her blessing," Victoria announced at the pack meeting, her voice sweet as poison. "After all, she's been like a little sister to Ethan all these years." Every wolf in the room could smell my distress. But Ethan said nothing, refusing to even look at me. When rogue wolves attacked our territory and I was surrounded, Ethan didn't hesitate to scoop up Victoria—who had only a tiny scratch on her finger—and carry her away to find the pack healer. He left me bleeding and alone, silver claws ha

My husband planned to sell my body to a stranger so that he could have a perfect reason to divorce me. When I heard his phone conversation, I didn’t wait for him to catch me, I hit the loudest club in town at once. Then something I didn’t expect happened. I slept with his forbidden best friend, a man who hated my guts like crazy yet he claimed me like I was his soulmate. His jaws tightened as he whispered “He didn’t deserve you. You were supposed to be mine.”

“If you have any sense you would run away from me as fast as you possibly could,” Dougal Wilde said, his voice betraying some new emotions I couldn’t pinpoint. I looked at him through my lashes, and gently touched his cheek. “I do not think I want to take a single step away from you,” I whispered. He flinched at the touch of my finger. His eyes narrowed, the first indication of letting me know I was winning this war already. “Just as well. I am suddenly not in the mood to let you escape from me.” He lowered his head and his mouth moved on mine with astonishing tenderness, easing apart my lips until I obeyed the silent command. His lips surged into my warmth with stunning intimacy. I moaned softly and sagged against him. Never had a man kissed me in this manner. I shivered as he lifted me up against his chest. “Kiss me.” He ordered in a deep, dark voice that sent a delicious chill down my spine. Without stopping to think, I wrapped my arms around his neck. I moaned and sagged against him, my lips taking his in a soft whisper, lashing unto his tongue to suckle. “You little…” a groan was what ended his little speech. His hands found the strap of one end of my dress and pulled it down my arm, exposing my breast and pink little nipple. “So perfect.” He moaned. Without warning, he reached down and latched unto the nipple. ***** Natasha found herself falling for a man who is her father's friend and business partner. She knew she ought to run and never look back, but there was something in the way he looked at her that made her want to fall into sin with him.

BOOK TWO OF FATED TO MY LYCAN BROTHER The goddess's disdain for me reached its peak at this moment. Slade had slipped away, his breath fading in my arms. But how did he transform into Rafael, the leader of the rogues in the Eclipse Moon Pack? "You reek of blood, I spill," Rafael sneered, his Italian accent oozing with disdain. "Then end me," I murmured, swallowing hard as anxiety coursed through my veins. It wasn't mere proximity or desire that quickened my pulse. No, it was the dangerous gleam in his eyes—a promise of peril and sinful pleasure. "I have other methods," he replied, placing a paper on the table. "I'm rejecting you." "Why?" I stuttered, my eyes widening as I stared at the paper. "I used you, my dear. Your mission is complete. Return to your pack..." ______________ Winter, cast aside once more, fell into the clutches of the Rogue King. Divorced and rejected within a single day, she believed nothing could be worse—until she discovered him with another woman in their shared bed! Seeking answers about the uncanny resemblance between Slade and Rafael and questioning if he genuinely was her destined mate, Winter embarked on a quest for truth. He was Rafael—the deranged King of Rogues— both feared and revered; a forgotten past haunted him. The woman who had plagued his dreams had materialised before him, holding the key to his enigma. Yet, an unexplainable urge to push her away filled him whenever she drew near. Their fragile connection faced turmoil when a jealous ex-lover interfered, leaving Winter suffocating in anguish as she cursed the goddess responsible for her repetitive agony. Rafael, realising too late their destined bond, clung desperately to their fragile union. Would Winter forgive him? And would they uncover the answers they yearned for?