Piercing Bump Popped Bleeding

"Mine!" his fangs elongated and sunk into her neck, claiming her. An ear piercing scream was heard and Dove's eyes closed as she submitted to the darkness. ~~~ Lexus Gray, 26, future Alpha of the Crimson Moon Pack and also the current President of Gray Enterprises, three words could be used to describe him in the human world- cold, vicious and selfish; while to describe him in the midst of other dead werewolves who had dared to cross him, a ruthless maniac would be best to call it. He cared for no one but his pack and family. While on the side of the humans, there is Dove Brown, 22, a human with a life full of financial crisis and a family that despises her. She worked as a waitress at Freddy's Diner until she got fired. By fate, they meet and a bite on the neck gets her connected to him forever. ~~~ The Alpha finally found his Luna and a feisty one at that but he couldn't love her less. ~~~ But secrets lie in the deep waiting to be unveiled. What happens when the rogues who have been constantly attacking Lexus' pack finds out about her and is onto her for an unknown reason. Is Dove really human? Why do the rogues want her? How does she find her best friend Paisley when she goes missing? What does her abusive mother have to do with it? Who is her father?

"We'll exchange your blood with your sister's. From now on, Jenna will have your scent. She'll go to the Blood Shadow Pack in your place and become Lionel's Luna." Mom said. At this moment I was tightened in a surgery bed. My face filled with disbelief. That was ridiculous! Jenna would replace me to marry my mate?! "No! Lionel is MY MATE!" I screamed. "What about me? What will happen to me?!" "Your father has made his decision. There's no room for backing out now," Mom said, "You're too ordinary, too quiet, my dear, you can't be a good Luna. Lionel will eventually get bored of you and abandon you, and it will also break the relationship between our two Packs. But Jenna is different. She's born a rightful Luna." Mod touched my face but I couldn't feel any warmth from her hand. "No!!!" Tears welled up in my eyes. "No... mom, please..." Mom sighed. She turned around and told the doctor to start the operation. No matter how much I cried or begged, she never looked back at me again. I felt the thick, cold needle piercing my veins, my blood was also draining out ... From now on, I lost my scent, my mate, and even my name...

LUCILLE thought it would be her engagement evening, not knowing it was the night she was going to realize she had kept foes as friends. Her boyfriend betrayed her with her best friend but she never let it affect her. Instead, she slapped them in their faces by getting married to RAMSEY ROWE, her ex's cousin and a zillionaire. It started as a marriage of convenience and they were not meant to fall in love with each other. *. *. * "It's simple. Marry me till I am awarded the contract," Ramsey's cold voice sounded. Void of emotions. "No. I want a real marriage with you," Lucille rejected his first offer, piercing her gaze into his. The tough man in front of her was powerful, rich, and had all the connections she needed to avenge the betrayal from her ex-boyfriend and ex-best friend. Why would she miss the opportunity? Ramsey cracked up, kneading his brows. Silence overwhelmed the atmosphere and he leaned his mouth forehead, "You can't get what you want, Lucille. We are only bound by a fake paper," Lucille also chuckled and tilted her head backward, "I will make you fall in love with me," Determination filled her eyes. She wasn't going to lose this man to anybody. Will she be able to make his heart beat for her? What would they do when they realize their feelings are growing and they cannot do without one another? In the midst of many villains, will their love bloom or die?

So this is how the mate bond feels. A rush of energy, a pull like gravity tightening around us, and an almost maddening awareness of the other person. I wasn’t about to let it sway me though. Sure, the man in front of me is ridiculously perfect, but I wasn’t some love-struck fool who’d drop everything at the first spark of fate. I had a life, plans, and a fiancé waiting for me upstairs. I raised an eyebrow, forcing myself to stay calm even as my heart raced. “Take a number and get in line, sweetheart,” I said coolly, flashing the engagement ring on my finger in front of his gray eyes. “I’m otherwise occupied right now.” …Five years later, when I pushed the door open, my mate remained motionless on a leather couch, his piercing gaze boring into me with a cold detachment that sent shivers down my spine. He leaned back, the casualness of the gesture at odds with the intensity in his eyes. His arms rested lazily on the backrest, but there was nothing relaxed about him. His body was coiled tight, like a predator ready to pounce, and the air between us crackled with tension. “Is my number finally up?” he asks, his tone laced with bitter amusement. “My dear mate.” The words sting, but I can’t deny the truth in them. He is my last chance.

"Please, Eli... I can't do this. You're my brothers' best friend. What will they say when they find-" "You're my mate, Brie. And neither Xavier nor Xander can do a damn thing about it. You. Are. Mine... all mine." Eli whispers over my lips as he presses closer to me. My breath hitched and caught in my throat, and my heart beat quickened, creating tension inside me. Elijah Sterling is my brother's best friend. I was born a triplet, the only girl, to Alpha Alarick Dannelly and Luna Olivia. I have always been obedient and reserved. Never had a boyfriend, let alone... thought of being intimate with anyone. But the second I set foot back in my pack when I returned from college, I was met with Elijah's piercing gaze. His aura was fierce and provocative, and he's only gotten sexier over the years. How will I ever be able to compose myself around him? ~~~~ Brielle Dannelly sets off in a steamy mating bond with her childhood friend, Elijah Sterling, her new pack beta, and her new mate. But his love obsession for her is the least of her worries. What will she do when her old bully returns, with one goal: steal Elijah from her.

She's sin wrapped in a nun habit. He is the devil who makes her want to confess. Luciano Moretti, the mafia's most feared enforcer, kills without hesitation, prays to no god, and bleeds for the Cosa Nostra. Sister Elizabeth has spent her life behind church walls, burying her desires under layers of penance and prayer. She is supposed to be untouchable—a quiet, secluded nun devoted to faith. But when she finds him bleeding on the altar one night, their worlds collide in a sin neither heaven nor hell can cleanse. He's meant to marry her sister to seal a deal between two mafia empires. She's meant to keep her vows and distance. But temptation has a cruel sense of humour... Because he's the last man she should want. She's the only woman he can't have. But one touch, one look, and everything sacred begins to crumble. Luciano does not seek salvation. Instead, he lures her into a dangerous path, one that includes everything she is meant to avoid, and everytime she whispers "forgive me, Father," her soul sinks deeper into him. As bloodlines clash and loyalty turns to betrayal, Elizabeth learns that the war outside the chapel isn't the only one she must survive. Because Luciano's world is built on violence and secrets, one of which binds her fate to his in ways neither of them saw coming. Desire clashes with devotion. Duty turns to betrayal. And when they're both drowning in a love so forbidden, not even God can save them.

Seven sisters tore through the cosmic void, their power shattering the darkness as they carved realms from nothingness with bleeding hands. Elphame rose under their command, not merely a paradise, but a testament to their might, where Fae danced with both terrible beauty and lethal strength. But the sisters' creation birthed something unforeseen: an Eighth, a brother formed from the void's darkest remnants, who watched with hatred burning cold as ice as his sisters' glory eclipsed his existence. The Ancients' oath, sworn in blood and starlight, chained them from destroying one another, a sacred vow that now protected their abomination of a brother like impenetrable armor. Desperate, they forged their weapon: Champions born of the Sindarin bloodline, vessels of divine fury. Each Champion was unsuccessful, souls shattered, leaving the Ancients to endure centuries of failure, waiting for the next sacrifice. Shadows crept across the once-radiant Realm, bringing death and malice in their wake. The Ancients, witnessing their creation's corruption, contemplated destruction and rebirth. But first, they would summon the Champion home. Into this Fae daughter, they would pour their ancient magic, power enough to vanquish the being known only as the Eighth. Such power would shatter any single vessel, so each Ancient selected a perfect counterbalance for the Champion's soul. Seven guardians. Seven anchors. Seven mates. Now Princess Leora Sindarin carries their final, terrible hope, a female whose raw power makes immortal Fae tremble. Exiled by her own aunt, the Queen, to walk among fragile humans who cannot comprehend what walks in their midst. The summons will come. One day. The Champion will return. And Leo, she waits.

Damien's life was forever changed after the car accident that killed his mother. He lost what’s most important to him and gained abilities he didn’t even want, never even wished for, and started a series of tragedies that led to him being unable to distinguish between what’s real and what’s not. From then on, uncontrollable, dark visions chased after his every waking moment, not letting him escape even in his dreams. Just when he thought he could finally get back to his old life, the ghost of a young girl puts him right onto the path of an arrogant and domineering ace police detective, Gunther Oliviera, who’s after a sick killer targeting young girls, bleeding them dry until they die. Gunther believes that Damien knows something and he’s just not telling. But how could Damien even tell the detective anything when he’s getting his information from the killer’s dead victims themselves? Damien’s not going to risk being brought back to the loony bin. But danger still finds him when someone from his past realizes he’s back and is determined to get revenge. In a race against time, Damien and Gunther must uncover the dark secret at the heart of their province, before it’s too late... Will Damien finally be able to face the path that fate had chosen for him, or will he choose to forge a new path and move forward, along with the darkness?

My sister Aurora and I mated to Alpha twins. Five months into my pregnancy, I was attacked by a group of rogue wolves. I reached my Alpha mate Alexander for help through mind-link. But he ignored me for nine times. The rogues circled me, biting at my arms and legs, drawing blood with each attack. Pain ripped through my body. With one last desperate cry, I reached out through our bond a tenth time. This time, Alexander's cold voice cut through my mind: "Have you acted enough? My sister Vicky has been kidnapped. Don't bother me anymore." Victoria was Alexander and Ethan’s stepsister, the one that they truly loved. With nothing to stop them now, the rogue wolves pounced on me. One tore open my stomach with his fangs, and I watched in horror as they ripped my unborn child to pieces. When I was almost died, Aurora found me and fought against the rogues. But there were too many. Soon Aurora was bitten and bleeding heavily beside me. She mind-linked her mate Ethan for help, but all she received was: "I'm looking for Vicky. Don't bother me." Aurora had no choice but to shift and drag me onto her wolf's back. She raced down the mountain, but a sudden thunderstorm caused a mudslide, trapping us. Fortunately, the border patrol guards found us, and both Aurora and I barely survived. When I woke up in the pack hospital, my first thought was simple: sever the mate bond.

After his fated mate died, Alpha Killian Thorne spent ten years resenting me. I was the Omega healer he never chose—bound to him by duty, not love. A substitute. A scar on a bond neither of us asked for. No matter how deeply I healed his wounds, no matter how quietly I stayed by his side, all he ever said was: “If you really want to please me, Clara… then disappear.” But when death came charging, it wasn’t I who fell. He did. Bleeding out in my arms, Killian looked at me one last time and whispered: “If only I’d never met you…” At the funeral, his mother wept. “He should’ve been with Selena. I never should’ve let him mate with you.” His father’s glare cut through me. “Killian saved you three times. Why wasn’t it you in that grave?” Everyone regretted that he had bonded with me. Even I did, too. I was cast out of the pack with nothing— No title. No Luna severance. No den to call my own. And then… perhaps the Moon Goddess took pity on me. She gave me one final chance to rewrite fate. This time, I won’t beg for his love. This time, I won’t tether him to pain. This time, I’ll sever the bond before it begins. I could already hear the gears of fate turning, and this time, I would move first.