Not All Skinfolk Are Kinfolk

He was an arrogant and cold man but he cherished her the most. She was beautiful and innocent. She felt safe only in his strong arms as he used to protect her from the cruelty and ugliness of the world. "Why are you so good to me?", she used to ask him while blinking her beautiful and innocent eyes. "Because you live here", he pointed at his heart. But life is not a fairytale for everyone. "Sky! Where are you going??", Elliot asked her while grabbing her arm. "I can't live here anymore", Sky said as she stood in the heavy rain. "But where will you go??", he panicked. "I don't have any home now, everyone has abandoned me. I'll go wherever destiny takes me", Sky said as she looked away. "But, didn't you say? I'm your home." Elliot asked with immense love and affection in his eyes. Sky bit her lips for a while but then she asked, " what about your family?" "You are my family Sky!!! You're my everything." Elliot held her tightly as he said that. Finally she smiled while crying heavily as she hugged him back, thinking about him being the only person she could trust. As she was sure, he won't abandon her no matter what. But, no one knows what future holds for them! A shadow sneered while looking at them, "I'll see how long she's gonna stay here, I'll make her life a living hell!" She took out her phone and dialled someone's number, "Is it Sean Hill?" "Yes, who's this?", the man asked arrogantly. "I know who you've been searching for your whole life! And I guess, I've found her", she said with an evil smile as she looked at the two figures embracing each other in the heavy rain.

The people have elected a new president. The first thing he did was conscript children into a school for future soldiers, and not a single human rights organization found out. Selena was one of those children. She was twelve when soldiers at school picked her up from school, rode a chopper, and disappeared They brought her to a garrison along with hundreds of children like her. There, she met friends she'd do anything to protect.

Misha thinks Soren is the perfect boyfriend-material. He is utterly handsome, kind, and helpful even to strangers. And he even comes with a bonus: he’s a billionaire. But Soren’s own family are saying otherwise. They are telling everyone that Soren is a drug addict, a sex addict, a kleptomaniac and an incorrigible liar. And Misha’s family seem to believe all those wicked rumors about Soren and they want her to steer clear of him. Misha’s mind is telling her to run away from Soren and avoid him but her heart is telling her to run towards him and stay with him. Who to believe? What to believe?

I’m Vicky Eaton, a bondless Kindred. Meaning, I don’t have a Blood Bond mate--the only human you can drink from according to the Kindred law. I’ve done my best to stick to the rule, until I realized that my new boss just smells too darn delicious for me to resist and fits every criteria to be my mate. However, I have made a vow long ago to stay bondless for eternity.**As he spoke, he licked my ear. My heart began to race again. The aroma of his Blood Perfume mixed with his natural body fragrance, stimulated my every nerve. He kissed my neck. I groaned against his touch as he removed my clothing for the third time in under 12 hours."Whatever you do…” I said breathlessly, “Don’t stop.” My words hit him hard and his moves intensified. Suddenly, he broke apart and turned his neck to me, revealing his glorious skin. I froze. Should I stay true to my past, or do I take a leap of faith and fall into the world of the Blood Bond?

Having a couple more years to live in this world is full of pain and sorrow, but not to Alayna. She is completely ready to die, and leave this world soon. Until they moved in this new city, where she realized the true meaning of life. But as she realized that, time's running out for her.

"Tell me," he leaned forward and whispers seductively next to my ear. "Have you ever been kissed before?" I don't think that's a fucking business of yours, Sir! "I snap at him with a clenched teeth. " You are right, how about I make it my business tonight, angle? "He ask running his thumb over my bottom lips. " Are you crazy Sir? " <><><><> Lola's entire world take a drastic turn the moment she witnessed her boyfriend proposed to her twin sister. Determine to prove to her family that she can do better than her sister, she grabbed the next Job opportunity. Babysitting a crazy billionaire's son, just an harmless job, but signing the contract made her kick open a Pandora's box, filled with shocking secrets, that put her life in the line, only her mate can save her.

"You are to become the Alpha prince now, Alora. You are no longer a princess but a prince and no one must ever find out that you are a girl. You must never fall in love or trust anyone with your identity, do you understand?" "Yes mother." I answered, clutching my trousers tightly as the tears burned my vision, threatening to fall. *.*.* After her twin brother is involved in an orchestrated accident that takes his life on the day of her eighteenth birthday and marriage introduction, Alora's whole life changes in a flash. She is forced to live in the shoes of her dead brother and resume the position of the crown prince until his culprit is found. But when Alora stumbles on Alpha prince Kalix at the royal Alpha academy, her supposed betrothed, she realizes that things are about to get a whole lot messier than intended. To make matters worse, he is also her fated mate and roommate with a secret of his own. Will Alora be able to survive in the academy as a boy? Will she be able to put her feelings aside for Kalix and focus on the task at hand or will her secret identity be exposed before she succeeds in her mission?

At nine months pregnant, I suffered an unexpected miscarriage. My husband, Graham Pearson, fought back his own grief as he comforted me. He would whisper to me every day, trying to soothe my shattered heart, "Whitney, we will have children again someday. Our little angel was here for a while, and next time, we'll make sure we hold onto them..." Under Graham's careful care, I slowly began to pull myself out of the numb fog I'd been trapped in. But then, a month later, I overheard him talking to one of his friends. "If Whitney finds out the baby didn't actually die and that you've let Cassidy raise him, don't you think she'll flip out? You've worked so hard to get where you are; you can't let this mess it all up." Graham casually flicked his cigarette, his voice almost detached as he waved a hand dismissively. "Cassidy can't have kids, but she loves children. If this baby brings her joy, it's a blessing for the child, too. "I might never get the chance to be with Cassidy, but letting her raise my son, in some way, feels like a kind of fulfillment..." The truth hit me like a frozen wave, paralyzing me in place. It turned out this whole ordeal had been part of Graham's plan from the start.

"At this point in a werewolf's life, all sons of an Alpha will be proud and eager to take over as the next Alpha. All, except me!" Damien Anderson, next in line to become Alpha, conceals a dark secret in his family's history which gnawed his soul everyday, turning him to the villain he once feared he'd become. Despite his icy demeanor, he finds his heart drawn to Elara, his mate. To protect himself from love's vulnerability, he appoints her as a maid, an act that both binds them and keeps them apart. Just as it seemed he might begin to open up his heart to Elara, a revelation emerges that shakes the very foundation of their bond, and he must confront the dark truth about his family's legacy. The stakes are higher than ever as Damien faces a choice that could lead to salvation or plunge him deeper into the shadows he has fought to escape.

Keira is beautiful, smart, and the next Luna of her pack. Her mate Dawson is the next Alpha, and they are the perfect couple. But behind close door their relationship isn’t all it seems. In a physical fight, Keira has to pick between her pack and her life. Leaving her pack behind, she sets out to make a new life. But her old one doesn’t stay hidden for long.