Off Brand Among Us

“We love you, Mia,” Jace said and came closer to me. “Just give us a chance to love you, Mia,” Jaxon added from behind. “We would never fuck around as your scum ex-husband did, Baby” Jaxon always so impatient added as well and pulled me into his embrace. ************** Mia was mistreated in her previous marriage because of barrenness. Eventually, she gets pregnant and returns to inform her husband, Beta Hudson of the Silver pack. What did she see? Hudson's face was buried in between the legs of an unknown woman. Mia is heartbroken and decides to fight off the woman, but she is beaten to a pulp, resulting in a miscarriage. Now she is done with the suffering and decides to leave this hell of a marriage behind. She decides to heal off, but what happens when she runs into the arrogant Alpha Triplets of the Moonclaw pack? It turns out they're her second-chance mates. Mia is mad at the moon goddess for matching her up again. Now will she accept them, or will she also reject them?

An accidental meeting makes Azkia Grizelle the wife of Deffin Wirata, a handsome young California lord who is allergic to women. Is Azkia strong enough to live a home life with a possessive and arbitrary young master? "I love you." Azkia "You already said that, I take it as a promise that you will never leave me, no matter what happens tomorrow and so on until death do us part. If you renege, don't blame me for insisting on keeping you by my side, even if I have to cut off both of your legs, I'll do it so that you can't move an inch from my side." Deffin.

A business trip took an unexpected turn when our plane ran into disaster. While everyone else was penning their last words, I, an orphan with nothing to lose, decided to have a little fun with my miserly boss. “Boss, let’s keep this short—I like you.” “I really, really like you.” “Boss, this is a final goodbye.” Just when all hope seemed lost, the captain pulled off a miracle with his years of experience, saving us from the brink of catastrophe. By the time we landed safely, I was still in a daze until I saw my boss, eyes bloodshot, storming toward me, flanked by a wall of black-suited bodyguards.

There isn't a single ounce of fear projecting off him as he stands in front of me, his extreme level of authority practically radiating throughout the room. "If you touch her again, the next bullet I shoot will go right through your head. Comprendere?" He warns, and the threat is clear as the eyes of many people around us widen and get scared. .................................... Lula has always liked the idea of capturing memories and moments that will last forever. You can take a picture and know that it will last at least as long as the people in it, if not longer. That is, until she takes a picture of something by accident that will make her regret that one innocent click over and over.

My husband, Dominic Moore, insists on having his first love, Irene Cobb, at our wedding ceremony. Just when it's time for the bride to enter the hall, he suddenly asks for the ceremony to be paused for three minutes. Then, he gets off stage and pulls Irene, dressed in a white gown, out of the crowd. Right in front of all the guests, he takes her by the hand and walks her down the aisle, saying, "I promised Irene I'd walk her down the aisle someday." The tearful Irene throws herself into Dominic's arms before saying to my in-laws, "Mom, Dad. Although I won't get to be your daughter-in-law, I still want to address you as Mom and Dad just once." She turns back to Dominic and kisses him passionately. The guests exclaim in shock and whisper among themselves, eager to revel in my humiliation. However, I simply open the doors with a smile. I take off my veil and place it on Irene's head. "Why do you say you won't get to be their daughter-in-law? Since you like this cheating scumbag so much, I'll give him to you."

"Humans are only good for the table." That is how the immortal werewolf beasts see humans, as nothing more than food. For decades, mortals have been sold to werewolf packs, a gruesome practice that remains unbroken. In their savage beast forms, werewolves devour humans to increase their power. This horrifying ritual is one of their most feared and ancient traditions. Among the countless victims is a young nameless woman, enslaved by a wealthy and ruthless family. When she turns twenty, her bitter fate finally arrives. Her cruel master decides to sell her off to one of the most powerful werewolf packs as a sacrificial offering for their ritual. Four Alpha half-brothers await her, devastatingly handsome, wild, and irresistibly dangerous. These sexy hungry beasts are ready to devour her. ~~~~♡~~~~~ Original book owned by Sasha B. Welcome to my Dark Fantasies!

Three days before the wedding, I was cleaning out some old boxes when I remembered the time capsule Natasha Rowe and I buried ten years ago. When I mentioned it, her face stiffened for a moment. She quickly tried to talk me out of going. "It's been so long," she said. "Someone probably dug it up already." I didn't think much of it and went back to our old high school alone. At the spot where we buried it, I started digging. Instead of one box, I pulled out five metal containers of different sizes. Two of them were the ones Natasha and I buried ten years ago, their surfaces rusted and worn. But there were three others. One of them was just as rusted as ours. The other two looked almost brand new. The old extra box had a name scratched into the lid. Vince Houle. On it were the words, [My secret crush was a war I fought alone. Natasha, I hope you're happy.] I remembered him then. He had been a quiet guy who sat behind us in class. The kind of student no one really noticed. The two newer boxes had names carved into them, too. Natasha and Vince. The date etched into both of them was today. On Natasha's box were the words, [The greatest regret of my life is that I couldn't marry you.] On Vince's box were the words, [The greatest regret of my life is that I can't openly congratulate you on getting married.]

“I always had three golden rules: don’t kill unless it’s necessary, don’t mess with human trafficking, and never touch my sister.” — Leonard Romano. “I could ask for your permission, but I prefer asking for forgiveness… in hell, where we’ll next meet.” — Alexander Vicetti. “Forbidden never felt this good.” — Hazel Romano. Loyalty has rules. Love breaks them. I was never meant to exist in their world. Kept at arm’s length from crime and bloodshed, labeled too soft for the shadows that ruled my family, I grew up as something sacred among monsters—protected, ignored, untouchable. But darkness does not respect boundaries. It whispered promises of freedom, danger, and devotion—everything I had been denied. And at the center of it all stood him. The one man I was never supposed to want. He was temptation. The sin. And touching him wouldn’t just shatter every rule that kept me safe. It would damn us both.

A past that was haunting her like a ghost, a career that was as good as over, a family that wasn't left behind and a man she did not expect to come to her with a strange offer. "We have a long list of deals to settle among us sweetheart." An anonymous phone call and a strange letter was about to change her world forever. After a series of tragic misfortunes, Alissa Evans, once a top fashion designer, is left with nothing. And thus when she is given an opportunity to change the course of her life - She decides to take. But that opportunity is a Contract Marriage with the most cruelest and venomous mafia known to the world - Logan Stalza. Will she take this opportunity? Will she marry the man whose hands are painted with death? And why is he so diffrent than what she remembered as her university crush. This story is about the tragedy of Alissa Evans, the mistakes of Logan Stalza and his best friend who wants to kill Alissa so badly. This is a Story of Revenge. ------ Book #1 In The City Of Fate Series

Alexander Morrison doesn't love me, nor does he love our daughter. The only person he loves is his first love, Charlotte Clarke. To maintain his perfect image in Charlotte's eyes, he only allows our daughter to call him "Uncle Alex". This continues until Charlotte becomes pregnant and goes abroad to marry someone else. Alexander drinks himself into oblivion and finally decides to marry me. When he comes home, our daughter gives him 100 forgiveness coupons. I tell him that once those 100 coupons are used up, I'll take our daughter and leave him forever. He holds us both tightly in his arms, swearing he will never make us sad again. During the initial few years of our secret marriage, he indeed does exceptionally well, as not a single coupon is used. That is, until Charlotte returns to the country with her daughter. Every time he abandons me and our daughter for Charlotte and her child, I tear off one forgiveness coupon. Now, only three coupons remain.