One Piece Wolves

Lana Wilcott was in the fight of her life—a fight for her future as a werewolf. For as long as she could remember, she had been taught that finding a mate before her 22nd birthday was the most important thing she could do. However, as that fateful day approached, Lana was left alone and labeled an unfortunate. The label was a heavy burden, and Lana was determined to prove it wrong. She threw herself into her training, determined to become the strongest and most skilled werewolf she could be. But it seemed like nothing could break the chains of being unfortunate. That was, until one fateful night when Lana was out for a run in the forest. Something caught her eye—something unexpected, something that could change her life forever. What had Lana stumbled upon? Will it be the answer to her prayers, or will it lead to even more heartache? One thing is for sure Lana's future as a werewolf hangs in the balance.

I had been with Cameron Stevenson for three years, yet he had never marked me. To win back the Silver Moon Pack's Alpha, I agreed to his ridiculous request of mating in the wild. Cameron snapped a pair of silver handcuffs on me and bound me to a tree. My pants had barely come off when his phone rang. It was that Omega, Rebecca Anderson. "Cameron, the pup is sick!" she cried. He pulled out of me instantly, yanked his pants up, and ran. "Don't worry! I'm coming!" I struggled and shouted after him. "Cameron! The cuffs! Uncuff me first!" He was already several yards away when he turned back with an impatient remark. "Just wait! Rebecca's pup is the hope of the entire pack!" I waited an entire day and night. The cold wind cut like blades. The silver cuffs ate into my wrists until skin and blood mixed. Cameron never came back. 'Cameron… Since you couldn't let go of that low-ranked Omega, I wouldn't mind burying the two of you together. You'll never be apart for the rest of your lives!'

⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ [This story contains strong sexual content. This book is intended for mature readers (18+) only. Reader discretion is strongly advised.] To walk in on my husband fucking another woman was the last thing I wanted to do…! The night Allison catches her Alpha husband cheating is the night she stops being his. When she comes back stronger, richer and far more desired, Derek realizes too late that losing her was the biggest mistake of his life. But she isn’t alone anymore. Jacob... the dangerous irresistible Beta... wants her without conditions, without control and without regret. Torn between a man who broke her and a man who awakens her, Allison must decide whether passion is worth the risk… or if love under the moonlight always comes with blood…

(Fourth book in the Her Wolves series) Teagan van der Merwe knew at least one thing in this life, you couldn't trust anyone. Not even your own flesh and blood. Exiled from her pack at the tender age of nineteen by her parents, all because she loved the wrong person. Harland. Her mate. They were cast out. Left to fend for themselves. As if they had any say in who the goddess chose for them. Mates were forever, another lesson she had learned. Harland was the only one who saw her for her. Now, nine years later, she was forced to go back to that hell hole of a place. Forced to face the demons she had left behind. Alone. What she comes to discover would shake her to the very core. Teagan would find a second mate. The last person on this earth she had ever thought would be hers. Bellamy Johanness. The heir of Desert Sun. And the man she had been betrothed to. *** “For you? For you I would slaughter them all. Every last person that has ever made you cry. I would burn this world to the fucking ground if it meant you were happy. Maybe I am exactly the kind of person you thought I was. But maybe, just maybe, that’s the kind of person you need in your corner,” His fingertips reached out and brushed a strand of hair out of my face. Beheld me with crystal clear vision. Saw through me. “Fuck all of them. So long as I have you.” I couldn’t stop myself. Felt my body moving forward, all on its own. The distance between us closed. Our eyes remained locked on each other. Everything stopped. Then his lips touched mine and everything fell right into place.

When Rose gets a chance to study a away from home,she is over excited to have an independent life way finally since it is what she has been dreaming about. Things are okay at the university and environment until she gets a lesbian roommate who changes every thing

As the next Priestess of the Blood Wolves Clan, Asha Blood would have never imagined that her clan's peace and prosperity for thousands of years would vanish in the hands of the royalty that they have been serving with utmost sincerity and almost manic loyalty. The destruction of the Blood Wolves Clan was like an unexpected storm that arrived and left as it pleased. As the holy servants of the goddess, how can they fall to such an extent? Laying in her own pool of viscous rustic blood as she felt the warmth of life leaving her body, Asha's dark pupils burned with endless hate and indignation.

Suddenly Zeva Adelia, a freelance photographer, got a client who expressed his interest in her after spending a day together on the first day they met. However, without clarifying what their relationship was and only introducing his name as Zero, the next day Zero immediately returned to his country. He left only a trail of his handmade sketch of Zeva's face and a tiny letter asking Zeva to keep her heart's loyalty to him only. Strangely enough, by only communicating via chat, even without video or phone calls, Zeva feels that Zero has succeeded in conquering her heart. Then, can Zeva undergo a status-less relationship and a long-distance relationship with Zero? How long can Zeva endure waiting for Zero to come back for her? Also, how much does Zeva trust Zero's loyalty to her, when there's another girl like 24/7 beside Zero?

URIEL CLAES. Not only was I a blind Alpha and a laughingstock. But it was inescapable to avoid this Omega, my mate, foreordained by the moon goddess, to be with five mates. Can you imagine that? Out of the fuckward alphas for her to be with, she chose me. A blind Alpha who can’t tell the difference between a red cloth and a blue one. How hilarious is that? RAAVA SNOWFALL. I was an eyesore within the Frostbite clan and my family, tormented, abused, and ridiculed me in front of everyone. Including my husband. My life became completely consumed by anguish, pain, and derision when my father sold me to an Alpha for his own selfish interests, who shamelessly turned out to be one of my mates. An arrogant, cold-hearted playboy from another pack who gets into anything with a hole became my husband. Surviving each day as his wife was like walking over hot coals. I knew I needed to survive, but none of my mates I have come across could help me. Until I met this blind alpha, I knew what I needed to do.

How can six souls be fated to one another? Is it a curse… or something divine? Tara and Taylor Park were born different. Twin sisters without wolves, raised by the Alpha of Regal Star Pack after tragedy tore their family apart. When their eighteenth birthday passes with no shift, no bond, and no sign from the Moon Goddess, the truth becomes impossible to ignore. They were never meant to belong. Then comes the invitation to the Crent Festival, a sacred island where packs from around the world gather to compete, celebrate, and sometimes find their mates. Tara senses danger, and Taylor clings to hope. But what they find instead is destiny at its most terrifying. Alpha Amarok of the ancient Frost Pack and his brother Geri, warriors from the icy north where old magic still breathes, awaken a bond the twins cannot deny. The pull is instant. Consuming. The situation is flawed in every aspect. When the twins try to run, fate tightens its grip. Two more strangers appear, carrying the same impossible scent. The same undeniable connection. Six souls. One bond. The prophecy is as ancient as the moon itself. As packs collide and secrets rise from forgotten bloodlines, the twins must face the truth of what they are and what their bond was created to unleash. Love will test them. War will hunt them. And the magic binding them was never meant to return.

My husband, Malcolm Thorpe, has low sperm motility. After 33 rounds of IVF, I finally got pregnant. On delivery day, I start hemorrhaging, and the medical team calls for an emergency C-section. Malcolm signs the consent form, then rushes straight back to his childhood sweetheart's birthday party. But instead of starting the C-section, the surgeon says, "Ms. Jacobson, the electronic medical record lists you as single. This consent form isn't valid." I stop breathing for a beat. The happy marriage I believe in turns out to be a sham. Later, Mom and Dad rush in and sign the consent for me. But by then, the baby is gone. The asphyxia lasted too long. After surgery, I scrawl my name on the cremation consent with shaking hands, then dial a number without thinking. "Samuel, are you free now? Meet me in front of City Hall."