Newborn Uncontrollable Crying Novels & Stories

Aria lived her whole life believing she was just an orphan, unwanted, forgotten, and painfully human. But the night she was dragged into the forest and bitten by the Alpha, everything changed. Shadows followed her, Dreams hunted her, Wolves bowed to her. What awakened inside her was not just a wolf… but four. Moon Wolf, Blood Wolf, Mind Wolf, Shadow Wolf. Each one powerful enough to rule a pack together powerful enough to destroy kingdoms. As her new abilities grow wild and uncontrollable, Aria discovers the truth buried in the darkness, she is the child prophesied to either end the world… or save it. A vessel created long ago, carrying a shadow planted inside her at birth, one that can swallow nations or reshape destiny. Hunted by enemies she has never seen, feared by wolves who sense the storm rising within her, and drawn to the Alpha whose bite awakened her fate, Aria must choose who she will become, The monster the world fears or the weapon it desperately needs. But power this great comes with a cost. And the shadows inside her are growing hungry.

It has been said that opposite attracts but does that attraction last? Tresh Taylor AKA TT is a hot multi billionaire award winning explicit R&B singer, living on the fast lane. He rules the music industry with sponsors bowing at his feet. A typical playboy with exorbitant lifestyle, designer clothes and fast rides. Exclusive memberships, parties, hot girls the order of his day. His goals are clear, get richer and more fame. He is on the right tract until he meets Dr Amaya Lorgan, an introvert emergency medicine specialist, the best in the field. She serves humanity the best she could, even to her own detriment. Sometimes too geeky for her own good, she is head hunted by every great hospital there is. Their two very different personalities are the definition of fire and ice. One is driven by Cash, Codes&Cars the other by a demanding career and academic accolades. They met by coincidence, brought together by a tragedy. Their attraction is undeniable, passion uncontrollable but heartache and betrayal is inevitable. Love might be the victim but can loyalty stand the test of time when their divergent worlds pull them to opposite directions?

•••[Excerpt]••• "Stop... Stop!" Rosana's voice quivered as tears of fright brimmed her vision. She had been crying for hours, but not because she was leaving the beautiful life she had planned with her fiance behind. She was crying because her newly wedded husband had tortured and murdered a man mercilessly on their wedding night. "Stop, please..." He ignored her. "No... Stop touching me. Take your bloody hands off me!" Indeed, his hands were covered with the blood of the man he had killed earlier. But he didn't care. "S... Stop touching me!" He grabbed her neck and she gasped, her eyes widening in shock. "You shouldn't make me do this on our wedding night, Bambolina. You are mine and I will take whatever I want, whenever I want, wherever I want, and however I want, till death do us part, Mi Amor" ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ Rosana Marcello was already living the life she had dreamt about. With her boyfriend-turned-fiance by her side, nothing could be more perfect. Some weeks before the wedding, she was called back home by her parents and welcomed with devastating news. She had been betrothed since when she was a little girl but never knew. Now, he has come to claim what is rightfully his. With or without her approval. He is deadly, He is evil, He is the ruthless Sergio De Niro, known by everyone. Rosana can't escape this. She can't run away from him because he will comb the world and kill everyone in it, just to find her. She is now his possession, his property. It's either she tames him and melts his cold heart or he breaks her into a thousand pieces. Will she succeed or get consumed by his burning hell?

I let Gideon mark me again. Then, I put my Alpha mate up for rent. The fragile widow of his dead Beta, Civian, always found excuses to drag him out of our bed. I stopped crying over the possessive pull of our Mate bond. Instead, I just charged her by the hour. 100,000 an hour during the day. 200,000 at night. Triple on full moons. In just three months, my offshore account grew by nearly twenty million. He had promised to take me to the werewolf auction to buy some rare herbs. But that woman called, crying that her wolf was out of control and desperately needed soothing. I didn't even blink. I just pulled out my phone and started the timer. Midnight. Burning up with fever from the pills I took to suppress my heat, he was driving me to the Pack hospital. That woman called again, shaking because she had a nightmare about Civian’s bloody death. I calmly signaled him to pull over and drop me at the next intersection. Seeing the flicker of struggle in his eyes, I just smiled lazily. "Just don't forget to pay." Then came the day of our daughter Mia’s checkup at The Pack's Gene-Therapy Center. The woman called again. "Toby's first shift is coming up. He really needs a strong Alpha to guide him through this dangerous time..." Gideon hung up the phone. He turned, guilt flashing in his eyes, and started to kneel before our daughter to explain. But Mia just held out her little hand, copying me exactly. "It's okay, Daddy. Just pay up. It's a full moon today, so that’s triple."

Jennifer Smith was left at the altar, betrayed on live TV, her family ruined, her life destroyed. Pregnant. Humiliated. Broken. Then Adrian Hale stole her son and disappeared. Three years later, Jennifer isn’t crying anymore. She’s angry. She’s powerful. And she wants her child back no matter what ,she will burn them whoever comes in her way... With a dangerous ally at her side and revenge in her blood, she hunts Adrian down only to be captured, forced into marriage, and locked on his fortress island. He wants control. She wants blood. And love? Love might be the most fucked-up battlefield of all. Revenge and Obsession. A stolen child.This time, she won’t lose.

Everyone knew Peter was crazy about me. But five years into our marriage, he knocked up his mentor's daughter. Crying, Cindy grabbed his hand. "I won't let Yuna know." Peter just stared her down. "You'd better not. I'm only helping you because I owe your dad. Don't get any bright ideas." She had the baby on my birthday. Peter looked at the kid like he was already in love. Then Cindy, all smug, texted me: [Ms. Zander, don't you think my baby deserves a dad with a real title?] I signed the divorce papers and caught a flight to Hampsburg.

In a world where werewolves are on the brink of extinction due to an ancient curse, Valerie Sinclair struggles to survive as a human. Her life takes a devastating turn when she enters a contract marriage with Draven Mourningale, the charismatic Alpha Heir. What begins as a transactional union and then blooming romance quickly unravels when he takes their newborn child from her, reveals his relationship with her best friend and serves her divorce papers—leaving Valerie shattered and alone. Determined to rebuild her life, Valerie spirals into a night of recklessness that leads to a one-night stand with a mysterious stranger. But fate has other plans. The man she gave herself to is none other than Malachi Mourningale—Draven’s father, a powerful Alpha and arguably the most dangerous man in the city. Worse still, he has known she was his fated mate all along. Now trapped between betrayal, forbidden desires, and a world of supernatural politics she never knew existed, Valerie is forced into a destiny that could either save or destroy her. And Malachi is no longer willing to let her go.

22-year-old Serena is a student at the University of California Art Institute. She has an uncontrollable desire for sex and would offer it as a price to get anything she wanted. She meets Vincent, a young billionaire, playboy, and crypto investor at a club and they both have a one-night stand. Unknown to her, Vincent is her new boss at her new job. He makes her fall head over heels for him, using his charm to manipulate her. 28-year-old Vincent is a dropout from the University of California Arts Institute. He made his money through crypto and forex trade. He meets Serena in a club and they both have a one-night stand. Serena turns out to be his new Secretary, but Vincent uses the opportunity to get closer to Serena, manipulating her for his sexual gratification while having true in-depth feelings for her. Will Serena's sexual history ruin her chance for real love? How long will Vincent manipulate Serena for his sexual gratification? Will she escape the grips of Vincent, or will she find solace in their twisted sex life?

Denise Vera is a she-wolf who is different from others. Within her, resides a demon… a cold-blooded, uncontrollable inner-beast that is hungry for bloodshed. During fullmoons, it cannot be tamed. And once it is free, a ruthless slaughter begins. Because of this, Denise is hated by her pack and has to keep herself hidden away from the world. Now, she is nineteen and they refuse to keep her much longer. Her father sells her off to Aiden; the future Alpha of a powerful pack nearby. She is set to marry Aiden, but when Alpha Kain Valcor visits the pack for a deal, she feels a sudden connection to him. A mate bond. And it happens that her wolf forcefully takes control the very night they meet...but instead of killing all those around her, she oddly awakens in the arms of her mate. She ends up being bought all over again, this time by Kain. She hopes that he is the one to tame her wolf and save her, but Kain’s intentions are not what they seem. He doesn't want a mate, what he needs is a killer to defend his pack…

[18+ WARNING: Mature Themes & Explicit Content] As the Lycan King’s lips brushed my throat, my cunt throbbed with a shameful, desperate heat. But I wanted more. I wanted him to pull me closer, to trail those scorching kisses slowly down my cleavage while his massive hand worked my ass. This was wrong. This was a death sentence. My body was begging to be devoured by the devil himself—the widely feared Lycan King. And he was about to claim me as his mate. For three years, I was my Alpha husband’s punching bag—a dormant, defective Luna. When I finally gave birth, he dragged my bleeding body to the slave square and sold me and my newborn son for a chest of gold. I expected to die in the freezing mud. Instead, the continent's most terrifying warlord dropped to his knees and wrapped me in his royal furs. My ex thought he was disposing of useless trash. He didn't know he had just handed a god of war his true Queen—and signed his own death warrant in the process.