Orochimaru Voice

Eight years ago, Alpha Sebastian Carter betrayed her. While she was pregnant with his pups, he exiled her to fulfil his mate’s evil wish. Jasmine had nowhere to go for years. From the gutters, she began to rise to fame with her triplets and her second chance love, Asher, at her side. But what happens when Sebastian comes back with a ring he vows to put on her finger? He still believes that Jasmine will always be his to possess. ~ “Do you think of me when he touches you, Jasmine?” his voice in her ear cut deep. She’s broken, shattered to pieces because of this man, yet he didn’t stop. “Move, Sebastian,” she begged, trapped in between him and the store room’s wall. “Wrong answer.” She tried to shove him, but he held her hands captive above her head. “I know your body remembers me.” “Shut up!” “My kisses are what you dream of every night,” he growled, and her thighs clenched. This was wrong. It was forbidden. He’s a mated wolf, and she’d moved on from the past. Right?…

“I reject you, Omega." "Alpha Lucas, there seems to be a misunderstanding. It wasn't me who—" "Save your breath, Omega. I've heard enough." "I would never accept an Omega as my Luna. " his voice had declared, a harsh decree that had struck me like a dagger to the heart. “You should learn from your sister, instead of becoming a worthless omega, don't you feel ashamed of so many scandals? Leave now, you should understand that your actions will hurt Seraphina.” ************ I was a lone wolf, entangled in a web of secrets and lies, and the notorious male wolf I had just shared a bed with was the last person I should have been involved with. And as I stood there, the weight of my past and the uncertainty of my future crashing over me, I couldn't help but wonder if this was the price I had to pay for my reckless pursuit of freedom. I will counterattack and become a unique female warrior under three packs so that everyone can no longer despise and ignore me.

"Please don't do it!"She pleaded, seeing the gun in my hand which was ready to fire."I beg you!"She was crying, it was hurting me to see her sobbing so badly, but I had no choice...I have to do this."I thought, you love me!" She yelled at me with a hint of disgust in her voice and hate in her eyes.I let out a small chuckle at her innocence, "I do love you babe, but someone has to pay the price for betraying me. ""It is a huge misunderstanding...Please, listen to me. " I ignored her, I wish it has to be the same way as she said, but it wasn't. I never felt so betrayed before."Andrew...Think twice, " Sam spoke, entering the room, looking shocked yet worried."I've decided, it's already too late to stop me, Sam, before I change my gun's direction to your head, move back and handle her so I won't miss my aim, " I responded with a voice filled with venom.He didn't utter a word after that as She was screaming at me with all the energy she had. I didn't believe I was doing this, I wasn't only punishing someone but her and myself as well in the process.The sound of a gun fired echoed in the room, everyone remained stunned as the flood of blood made its way down the ground, it was sort of satisfying to me, I took my revenge.....------Read the book to know more...

Kimberly Wilson had been married to Steven Smith for two years. When Steven proposed a divorce, she agreed without hesitation. Holding a huge fortune, she began to wealth freely. The Wilson family had only one child, so who would be family continuity? Simple, she said, 'Help me post a message offering a high reward for pregnancy.' It read, "Due to my husband's car accident rendering him infertile, seeking a healthy male for surrogacy. Generous compensation." As for the requirements, 'Must be handsome, have an excellent physique, graduated from an Ivy League school, and be good in bed. Price is negotiable.' Her highly efficient personal assistant, whom she had hired at great expense, sent over photos of applicants the next day. One ultimately met her criteria and even exceeded her expectations. The side profile in the photo, noble and aloof, looked familiar. She immediately decided, 'Okay, It's him.' 'He's available anytime, but he has one prerequisite.' her assistant informed. Kimberly raised an eyebrow, 'What requirement?' 'He's a bit shy, so the lights must be off.' Only later did she realize what trouble she had gotten into. The man was not only the sole heir to the multi-billion luxury goods group-Garcia group but also the best friend of her ex-husband. Steven didn't wait for Kimberly to reconcile as usual but instead heard the news of her new romance. Despairing, he said, 'I can live without her. Don't try to persuade me.' But later, drunk, he called in the middle of the night. 'Kiki...' His voice was choked up. A cold male voice responded from the other end, 'May I ask why you're calling my wife in the middle of the night?' '......'

“Are you fucking stupid! Stay away from me, I cannot love you,” he snarled out his frustration as he pushed me away from him. The action hurt more than his words as I looked at the distance he had now created between us. Glaring at the back of his head I wondered if I should just tell him about my visions, about how much he would love me, but what if he thought I was crazy? “Is it that you cannot love me or will not love me?” I asked my frustration matching his. Why is nothing going the way it should? His shoulders tensed but he didn’t turn to look back at me as he said in a cold and uncaring voice, “Believe whatever you want to.” This push and pull game that he was playing with me was too much and holding back my tears I said, “You will regret this and when you do I will not make it easy for you.” My visions never lied to me. *** Silia Morgan can see glimpses of the future. They are usually insignificant but she is always excited to see them come true. So imagine how she must feel when for the first time ever, she saw in her vision about a stranger kissing her. After that peek into the future she cannot wait for it to come true that is until she finds out that the mystery man is none other than the Mafia Don Draven Calix. To have a future with one of the most cold-hearted criminals wasn’t what she wanted but her visions say the opposite. Can a love between an ordinary girl and a scary Mafia King be possible? Her visions say it can but the reality doesn’t seem to agree with it.

She's always been alone. Without a name. With out light. Without any idea that this is not what life should be. Until the day she hears her in her mind. A strong, sweet voice that tells her this is not what life is. This is not living, just drowning slowly in darkness, but she can help. What happens when a girl with no name and no memories of a life before the dark, escapes and discovers there is so much more then she thought in this world? What will she do when the life she built, after emerging from the darkness, comes crashing down around her? Can she stand and fight for the light she’s now apart of, or will she find her self Drowning in Her Darkness forever.

"How does it feel to submit Jade, how does it feel to kneel at the feet of your owner," he asked, in a low voice that rumbled like the storm. Raising my head, I stared at him defiantly, knowing deep down that I was consciously breaking his rule and that I would be punished for it. I smirked. "It feels like I'm going to have to return the favor once I get out of here". His lips twisted into a dark smile, his eyes glowing in the darkened space as his gaze lingered on me. I couldn't move or breathe. "You're never getting out of here." Jade wanted one thing only: to become the Mafia king. Betrayed by her half-brother, she flees for her life but gets trapped in the hands of hunters until she is rescued by Dearil Vaughn, a sadist with a chaotic wolf that feeds off torture and destruction. To survive his dangerous games, she'd have to learn to submit and keep her heart in a place where his cold hands couldn't reach. It was supposed to be easy, but Dearil was much harder to resist. Jade calmed Dearil's wolf, so he was never going to let her go, especially since she was the only beacon of light in his dark world where he'd been rejected by both blood and foes... But winning her heart proves difficult, especially when the monsters within him are too hard to tame. It was war! A war with two contenders that planned to come out winners.

After 3 years of a failed marriage with Mason, Allora decides to divorce the billionaire. And when Mason decides he wants Allora back, he's in for a surprise: she's pregnant! "No need," Allora muttered bitterly, her voice laced with resignation. "What I want is to divorce you!"

"I want you," She said to him, her hands on his chest, her thighs trapping him between the bed and the headboard, her eyes boring deep into his. "Take what you need, flower." his voice was a whisper, one that left dark promises in it's wake of what was to come. "I'm all yours..." ... Halle witnesses a murder, something she wished she could run from but instead finds herself housing the murderer for three whole days, doing almost everything at gun point. But that was not what made things even more difficult for her, it was the tension between them. Those mysterious brown eyes... That cold smile... That deep voice... His warm breath against her skin. She knew she couldn't love him... He walks out of her life as suddenly as he barged into it and she finds herself pushing those three days spent with him to the back of her mind, a dream that was over. Three years later, she finds herself in his house as the woman being paid to be birth him an heir. She is dragged into his dark world, shown the true nature of his empire. In the end, will it be blood or love between them? .....

{Warning: R-18} "No, please don't do this to me," she whispered, her voice trembling with fear. "Have I ever shown mercy to anyone, my dear Mate? Why should you be an exception?" he retorted, his voice oozing with malice. "Please, I beg you, don't do this to me," she pleaded, her words barely audible amidst her sobs,"Why are you doing this? It's so painful. I hate you. Please stop." "How dare you try to escape from me? Do you think you have the courage to defy me?" he snarled, his voice dripping with venomous rage. "I'm sorry, please, I promise I won't repeat this mistake. Please, have mercy," she pleaded, her words forming a desperate melody. "Your begging is like sweet music to my ears, Angel," he taunted, his voice filled with sadistic pleasure,"You dared to run away from our marriage. Today, I am going to show you the extent of my power." "Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!"