My Dad's

I never expected that my life would take such a dramatic turn but it did. I was Amy, a young woman who had never experienced true love or kindness. I was a slave, bought by the alpha of another pack, Jacob. I felt as if he had rescued me but I soon realised that his intentions were far from noble. He started to maltreat and abuse me, using me as his mate. I could not take it anymore and so I ran away. I had no idea where I was going, but I knew I needed to get away. Luck was on my side when I ran into another alpha, Keith. He was kind and protective of me, treating me with respect and love. Little did I know that I was actually royalty from Jacob's pack. I had been kidnapped at birth and no one knew of my existence until now. I was presented with an impossible choice. Should I go back to my family who had missed me and Jacob, who had suddenly become remorseful, or remain with Keith, the alpha who treated me right? I had no idea what to do. I had to choose between the life I had always known, and the life I had always wanted. In the end, I had to make the toughest decision of all.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” his raspy voice dripped with lust and uncertainty as his eyes scanned my exposed cleavages, “your father…” “Shhh.” I stopped him mid-way, placing my finger on his soft lips, “We both want this. I have seen the way you look at me, Mr. Richard. Do not hold back now.” I whispered sultrily. He swallowed hard and I saw him clench his well-chiseled jaws. I opened my mouth to continue my protest when all of a sudden, he grabbed me by the waist, pulled me closer and covered my lips with his in the hungriest manner ever. My body melted, succumbing to his burning desire. *** He was my father’s childhood best friend. He was always there for me since I lost my mother at the age of four. My father grieved hard and found it difficult to recover for many years, so Mr Richard was the father figure I had. However, he left the country after my thirteenth birthday and I almost forgot about him until he returned. I had turned twenty-one and when I laid my eyes on him, all my childhood memories came rushing back. But that wasn’t all there was. I noticed how hot and sexy he looked for that age and how his gaze lingered way too long on my mature body. And then, fate kept bringing us together, all I had to do was call on him. He was just being nice, right? Nothing more should have happened but my body refused to listen to my brain. I wanted him! I wanted him around me all the time, I wanted him to whisper in my ears and punish me accordingly if I did something wrong… I wanted him INSIDE ME.

"I've always had my eyes on you. I've been curious to know how you taste." His hands came caressing my lips softly. The only thing I could hear in the dark was the rain, my beating heart, and our breathe. ***** Mirabel, who goes through bullying in college, learns her mother is getting remarried. On a wet night, her mother leaves for a date with her lover, sending her lover's son over to keep Mirabel company. When she opened the door to welcome her stepbrother, Mirabel is shocked to see her crush, Derek, a cool handsome student from her class, standing there. He reveals he's her stepbrother. She doesn't know how to react, but a naughty Derek knows what to do. *How will Mirabel bear this? *Can she stand her crush being her stepbrother?

After finding the perfect man and marrying him, everything becomes a true fairy tale. But what if, instead of a prince, you prefer the big bad wolf? Jane is an impulsive woman who, after three months of dating Daon, decides to leave her life in the US and move with him to Korea. They get married in Vegas, and everything seems perfect. However, upon arriving in Korea, her husband's boss, Jayden, becomes interested in her. Will she resist his advances, or will she succumb to the forbidden desire of her husband's boss? Dive into this captivating tale of love, temptation, and betrayal in 'My husband's boss'

While negotiating the terms of a project, a client pressured me into downing a large glass of liquor. While I was washing my face in the restroom, I saw my younger sister’s latest Instagram post. [Low salary? What of it? My parents will always support me!] Above the caption was a photo of a property deed with her name on it, along with a message from our parents. [Mom and Dad will always be your safety net!] It was in a newly developed residential complex. It was also the very neighborhood I had been desperately saving up for a downpayment to buy a home in. At that moment, a torrent of complex emotions washed over me. I splashed my face with water. After clearing my head, I sent a message to my manager, Mr. Jenkins. [I’m willing to take on that overseas project you mentioned.]

I leaned back limply, lamenting my destiny. "I'm sure Devan is flawed, really. don't you see? he is too Rigid. He's too mysterious. His face was pale, and it was strange. How can his wolf not realize I am his Mate?" I grumbled in protest. Astrid rolled her eyes lazily. "So you're going to keep Arley? Your relationship that you have been in for five years. But Arley not your Mate. come on daughter of Beta, don't break the rules or our Pack will throw you away until you are said to fail," Astrid gave a warning. How many times do I have to say? I love my Arley lover who treats me like a princess, Rather than chasing after a mysterious man like Devan, who was stiff, cold, and too creepy, and he doesn't realize I am his Mate, so I don't have to chase him; either? Are you sure that cruel man is a Lycan? "I asked doubtfully

At first I thought no one can break the wall I built for my self long time ago. Nagagalit ako na walang dahilan, naiinis kahit sa kunting pagkakamali lang. I secretly date different woman in and out of the country. I'm cold. Heartless. Emotionless. But everything changed when I realized something. She's my secretary for a long time. I used to shout at her face every mistake she did. I usually put things hard on her. I made her cry every single day. But as if she doesn't care at all. She's still my secretary even I showed my darkest side to her. And that's how our story started. I fell in love and vice versa. But she left me. And now I believed, she's my karma.

“Tell me you want me to fuck you with my fingers. Tell me you want to come on my hand like a good little slut.” The words sent a jolt of heat straight to my core. I should have been ashamed, should have pushed him away—but the way he touched me, the rough need in his voice, it was too much. “Yes,” I gasped. “Please—” He groaned, his fingers sliding inside me, curling to hit that spot that made me see stars. “That’s it, slut,” he murmured, his lips trailing down my neck. “Ride my fingers. Let me feel how wet you are for me.” “Yes, daddy.” **** Elara Voss was betrayed by her ex-boyfriend and couldn’t bear the humiliation, so she ran from the pack. Two years later, she’s forced to return. But this time, she came back stronger, sharper… Ready to never trust a man again. Until she meets built-like-a-god of lust, Alpha Damon Crassus… her ex’s father. Damon Crassus isn't just an Alpha; he is a monolith of raw power and refined sin. While her ex was a spark, Damon is the inferno, a man with hands that look like they could either crush a throat or worship a body with terrifying precision. The pull is instant, impossible, and dangerous. She shouldn’t want him. She shouldn’t even look at him. Yet every instinct, every heartbeat, screams otherwise. Elara will discover the pack is no longer the same. So does she. And the closer she gets to Alpha Damon Crassus, the more she understands… Some men don’t break your heart. They ruin you slowly—until walking away is no longer an option.

The housekeeper’s daughter, Selena Greene, deliberately chose to get married on the same day, at the same hotel as me. When our cars passed each other on the way to our weddings, she rolled down her window and asked to switch my bridal bouquet with hers. My bouquet, however, wasn’t just any bouquet. It was hand-carved from priceless jadeite by my grandfather himself—a one-of-a-kind heirloom and his blessing for my wedding day. “Trish,” she pleaded softly, “please. I’ve sacrificed so much for this wedding. I just want it to be perfect. I’ll give it back to you as soon as we get out of the cars.” My heart softened. Against my better judgment, I handed her my bouquet and took her cheap, plastic flowers instead. However, when we stepped out of our cars, she refused to return it. Worse still, during her ceremony, she tossed my jade bouquet onto the floor, shattering it into countless pieces. That bouquet had been my grandfather’s way of being present at my wedding. It was all I had left of him. Yet, in front of everyone, Selena put on an innocent act and accused me, “Who takes back a bouquet after a switch? A glass bouquet like this is all over online shopping platforms for ten bucks. I’ll just pay you back. Trish, you’ve made my life hard enough on normal days. Do you have to humiliate me on the most important day of my life, too?” Furious, I confronted her, but she ducked behind my fiancé and my brother, wiping at her eyes like the victim. My fiancé immediately went to comfort her, leaving me standing alone at the ceremony, humiliated and ridiculed by everyone. My brother, too, called me cruel and heartless. He cut me off financially and threw me out of the family home. Selena’s husband, having quickly risen to success with the help of powerful backers, unleashed his relentless revenge on the now penniless and alone me. In the dead of winter, hired thugs found me and brutalized me to death. And Selena? She became their princess, adored by all three of them. I sank into darkness, full of rage and regret. However, when I opened my eyes again, I was transported back to the day of the wedding.

In the third year of my relationship with Aden, he died in a war between werewolf packs. His beta twin brother, James, brought back the obsidian pendant that Aden had dropped on the battlefield. He told me in a choked voice, “Emily, Aden isn’t coming home.” I fainted on the spot. After waking up, I went mad and tried to go to the battlefield to die with Aden. However, James held me back. Later on, I attempted suicide multiple times, only to be saved by James and his mother, Louise. All the werewolves in Moon Forest Pack said that Aden and I were deeply bonded. It was not until the third month after Aden’s death that I finally discovered the one who died wasn’t him at all.