Phoebe Pine Nude

“I want her. As my tribute this year” Alpha Dominik declared loudly, stunning me and the whole crowd. My life had taken a shitty turn at 18, when I had failed to transform. My father, the man who was supposed to protect and love me, had cast me away to live the miserable life of an omega. Hope came however, when the new Alpha of the clan had decided to give us omegas a second chance to rewrite our destinies by getting a second chance at getting their wolf awakening. Like I wanted, the ritual worked and my wolf was awakened. But why does my wolf start to pine for Alpha Dominik, the Devil Alpha that had everyone shaking in their fur just at the mention of his name? Even worse was his despise for me, a weak omega whom he didn’t deem fit to be his mate. Now I’m stuck in between the Alpha who wanted me and the Devil Alpha who could not accept the mate bond by the moon goddess. Would the Devil Alpha accept this mate bond by the moon goddess? Or leave me be.

Tired of living her life monotonously after witnessing the most gruesome dark sides of life. Phoebe Carter couldn't be more than ecstatic given the opportunity to work in a foreign country with people as powerful as Hunter industries and Russo Industries. And of course to work alongside her friends Ava Hayes and Noah Hunter. However things take a swift turn when she lays her eyes on Blaze Hunter, CEO of Hunter Industries, and every single boundary she set in her life is shattered. Like a moth to a flame, she desires him, and surprisingly for her, the feeling is mutual. But we can't always say yes to our deep dark desires now can we? After all, Phoebe is anything but normal and Blaze is the exact opposite of what he seems to be. Even with a lot of things at stake, they continue their passionate affair. As dirty secrets are revealed, all the rules are shattered, lives taken, psychotic sides revealed, will it all end in an inferno? For some people are too damaged to be ever fixed at all.

Heron's birthright is to become Alpha of FireBricks Pack. However, after being kidnapped at age16 and experimented on by a crazy scientist, he is left in a wheelchair. After meeting his fated mate, he feels reborn, but is later crushed. He goes into remission. His father, Alpha Hudson, suggests that he takes a Luna and produce an Alpha heir for the sake of the pack. Forced by the pressure of the council regarding the welfare of the pack, he chooses an Omega mate, Mikayla. Mikayla is an Omega who's been bullied by her former best friend and associates. But being one who carries out her duties well, Luna Phoebe recommends her to serve at her son's cottage for strictly household matters. At first, he treats her with contempt and Mikayla is convinced that he hates her. Therefore, when the young Alpha, in a heated argument with his father, announces that Mikayla will be his chosen Luna, she freaks out and is absolutely frantic. Was it some sick joke? Can love blossom out of an arranged union between the Alpha and his chosen Omega? Will the council accept his choice? Or will he discard his Omega and chase after his mate? ^~^~^~^~^ *^*^*^ "I can’t wait to be fucking you hard." Skin-to-skin, breathing down my neck, hands roaming my most sensitive areas. He won’t quit. “Stop denying it, Mikayla.” He raspily purrs, “I’ll be deep inside of you soon.” *~*~*~* ^~^~^ A sequel from The Unattainable Alpha Series and can be read as a stand-alone. You could, however, read "The Unattainable Alpha" for the greatest experience. ****TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains mature content. In the following chapters, you will find description of violence, abuse, rape, death and strong language. Please ensure that you are comfortable with the noted, before you proceed. Thanks:)

"He told me to run. I didn’t listen. Now I can’t escape him… or the curse." On the eve of her eighteenth birthday, Elena Blackthorne should be celebrating the moment every werewolf dreams of — finding her fated mate. But when the bond snaps and she's cruelly rejected in front of her entire pack, her world shatters. Wounded, ashamed, and desperate to feel anything but pain, Elena flees into the forest... and collides with something older than myth. Silas Blackmoor is a rogue with silver eyes, a violent past, and a soul marked by the same bloodline curse Elena unknowingly carries. When her mate rejects her, the Moon Goddess grants her a second chance — and that chance is Silas, the one wolf every pack fears. Now bound to a stranger with a dangerous legacy, Elena is thrust into a world of secrets, ancient rivalries, and a prophecy soaked in blood. The deeper she falls for Silas, the more she begins to question everything she was raised to believe — about her pack, her past, and herself. But love may not be enough to save them. Because some fates were written to burn.

Part 1: Naomi Kharkov has already found the perfect man. Except he’s dead. So when her mate bond sparked with another, she ran. Naomi remains a warrior to her core. Falling in love has damaged her once already. When Finn vows to prove his worth, at any cost, she knows her heart is at risk again. But things have changed. Forced to work together, how long before the call of their wolves proves too strong to resist. After all, the Moon Goddess blessed them to be together. Except is the success of their bond only fueling the cruelest of Fate's long-held plans? Part 2: Phoebe Kharkov was meant to be someone important. A Fate. A living Goddess of the Shadowlands, until it was stolen away. A fact her wolf reminds her of daily. Lashing out at those who try to help hurries her leaving, for a fresh start at Rising Star's new Academy. Eager to prove everyone wrong, who will protect Phoebe from her own heart when she's finally out on her own? *** The final book in the Shadowlands trilogy (can be read standalone) Book 1: A Damaged Alpha Book 2: The Luna Who Wants Everything Book 3: Resisting the Beta

Si Sudara Boone ay isang taong lumaki sa pangangalaga ng mga taong lobo. Siya ay iniwan ng kaniyang tunay na ina sa kagubatan ng Aerabella at siya’y kinupkop ng prinsesa na si Sadi, at kaniya itong itinuring na anak. Nilihim ng ina ang tungkoll sa kaniyang tunay na pagkatao, kung kaya’t namuhay siya sa kasinungalingang natatangi siyang taong-lobo. Tahimik at masaya siya sa kaniyang kinagisnang buhay, ngunit nagbago ito nang kaniyang makilala ang litratistang binata na si Azro. Sa unang pagtatagpo ng kanilang landas ay ang malagim na panaginip, kung saan pareho silang napahamak sa isa’t isa, ngunit naging daan ito upang kanilang kilalanin ang bawat isa. Naging madalas ang kanilang pagkikita hanggang sa sila’y naging magkaibigan at nagkamabutihan ng loob. Hindi ito ipinagsabi ni Sudara sa kaniyang tribo, hanggang sa lumalim ang kanilang samahan. Ngunit walang lihim na hindi nabubunyag at nalaman din ito ng tribo at nagpasiya silang patayin ng lihim kay Sudara si Azro. Dahil sa kaniyang matalik na kaibigan, naipagtapat kay Sudara ang tungkol sa plano ng kaniyang tribo. Alam niyang wala siyang laban dito. Sa kadahilanang iyon, nagpasiya si Sudara na ibuwis ang kaniyang buhay para sa kaniyang minamahal at naging sanhi ito ng pagkatalo ng tribo, at walang nagawa kundi ang hayaan si Azro na lumaya kasama ang ala-alang masaya’t puno ng pangarap ngunit mapait na pag-iibigan.

It was never Mila's intention to send explicit images of herself to her crush's father. The realization that her dad's best friend had seen her nude was a nightmarish thought she wished to wake up from. To her surprise, Mr. Williams requested another naked picture of her. But she couldn't comply. He was her crush's father and her father's best friend. How could she possibly act like nothing had happened when they were coming over for dinner? Feeling trapped as Mr. Williams cornered her. He used one hand to pull up the bottom of her dress and the other to grab a handful of her hair, forcing her to arch her back. "Please," Mila whispered. "Please, Mr. Williams." A moan involuntarily escaped her lips as she felt his erection pressing against her buttocks. "You have no idea how much power I hold over you, Mila," he murmured. "Anything I desire, you will give me, or do you want me to show your father the picture you sent me?" Mila's grip on the counter grew tighter as she pushed her backside against him. This was all a mistake. It felt so wrong. "What do you want?" she asked. "You, on your knees in front of me."

Wrenley moves to Waindale, the place where her mother grew up and where her grandmother still lives. Between the pine trees and above the wet ground, she soon realizes that Waindale is anything but the perfect place she remembers it as. Dark things stalk the woods. Dark things are pulling her in. "I turn on the lamp that's sat on top of my dresser. The pink lampshade makes my room glow with a feminine warmth, and it shines through the glass of my window; a signal so he can find his way home. It's dark out there, so bone-chillingly dark that I nearly fear for him before realizing that he is the greatest danger in those woods."

To celebrate our daughter's eighteenth birthday, my husband, James Miller, decided to go nude cycling. I told him he was too old for that and would embarrass himself, but he looked at me with disdain and said, "Liliana, your life is so boring. You refuse to embrace new things." Then he brought the dog belonging to his first love, Sophia Lewis, and placed it before me. It was then I realized it was Sophia who had organized the nude cycling event. I felt my anger boiling beneath the surface as our son, Thomas, took the leash and handed it to me. "Dad, you can go have fun with Sophia. Mom will take care of the dog," Thomas said. But when the dog lunged at me later, Thomas protected it. Meanwhile, my daughter, Alice, fought to shield me. In the end, both Alice and I were bitten to death. James didn't even take us to the hospital. Instead, he dragged our bodies straight to the crematorium. Just before I turned into a wisp of smoke, I saw Alice rolling in the flames. During that time, James and Thomas were comforting Sophia. At that moment, I felt a deep rage—rage at myself for being so naive and for causing my daughter's death. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day when my son handed me the leash. This time, I was determined to make them all pay.

One week after my death, my husband, Christopher Ford, was making love on our bed with his one true love. His face showed pure satisfaction. "Finally, I don’t have to deal with that bar hostess anymore." Later, he held my belongings, weeping with regret. "Phoebe, why haven’t you come back?" It seemed he had forgotten that he had already pushed me to my death that night. I was forced to donate my bone marrow to his one true love, and I died, along with our unborn child.