Pokemon Fanfiction Ash Betrayed Harem Lemon

When Serena finds herself mated to her oppressor, she knew she was one of the few wolves that the moon goddess hated. She has resolve, bring down her old mate and make sure everybody pays for what they have done to her. Lycan king Ardan has to find his mate before he turns thirty and time is running out. He feels betrayed when his mate turns out to be a lowlife omega who was rejected by her first mate for infidelity. Ardan would rather die than go within an inch of Serena but mate bonds have a way of bringing even he strongest of men to their knees, and Ardan will not be an exception.

Ash just wants to feel love; as an omega, he never feels true love. So what happens when he meets a pureblood Alpha? Alex, a name that makes everyone spin, usually doesn't trust anyone because of his past, and he also has a limited number of friends. But what happens when he meets the most beautiful and innocent omega? Will he take a risk again? Will he protect the omega at any cost? This story mostly focuses on the Alpha and Omega dynamic and how society threatens those whom it finds weak and worthless.

Alessandro, a name which can make men double his size shudder with fear. He is the Boss of the Russian outfit. He made a mistake, that he knows he would regret as long as he lives. A mistake which almost cost him his outfit. He never let anyone see how deeply that one mistake affected him. But it did. He decided to kill everyone who backstabbed him. That's when he saw Olivia. She was brought as a peace offering by her step mother to save her father's life. The same father who betrayed Alesso by helping his cousin Victor. He is not interested in school girls who are too innocent to stay alive in their world for long. But something in Olivia pulled to him, begging for mercy and help. He wanted to refuse her and kill her father. But he couldn't. So he bought her as his slave. Thus began their journey. This was something he was not expecting. She hated his guts. He saw how much she loathe him. But that never bothered him, until she started affecting him. He used to have fun when she is riled up. He loved when she is flustered. Making her go red with anger and frustration was his favorite. She was his reprieve from his guilt. A light at the end of a dark tunnel, which never seems to have an end.

Fashion designer Sylvania Scarlet is about to marry Russell Thompson. But just as she says her vows, masked gunmen storm in. They don’t just steal her wedding ring; they take jewelry, money, and other valuables. But one thing stands out… her ring was meant for someone called "The Don." Shocked and confused, Sylvania becomes obsessed with finding out who The Don is. As she searches for answers, her marriage starts falling apart. Russell, once loving, becomes violent, forcing her to run away and start over. Wanting to rebuild her life, Sylvania starts her own fashion business, Scarlet Fashions, and quickly becomes famous. But she doesn’t know that long before the wedding, she had already caught the eye of a powerful man. Zagaff Manscent, a feared Mafia boss, has been at war with his rival, Victor Morano. When Zagaff first saw Sylvania in a newspaper, he was drawn to her beauty and talent. He wanted her, but he knew the risks. Victor would do anything to hurt him, even going after someone he loved. To protect Sylvania, Zagaff pushed his feelings aside and stayed away. But after the wedding robbery, Zagaff is furious, convinced that Victor is behind it, making their war even worse. One night at Divas Deluxe, Sylvania meets The Don; the man she has been searching for. She is drawn to him, unaware of the deadly battle surrounding him. As they grow closer, Sylvania finds herself caught between Russell, who refuses to let her go, and Zagaff. Then, she finds out she’s pregnant. With danger all around and the fight between Zagaff and Victor Morano getting worse, Sylvania must make a choice among Love, Power, or Revenge. Will she survive this dangerous game… or become its next victim?

Anna Steine, twenty-nine-year-old divorced Los Angeles publisher, discovers a mysterious manuscript and learns she is the reincarnated daughter of a biblical queen from 366 BCE. Risking her company and romantic relationship with the author, she must fulfill a vow made centuries ago and break a curse that finally brings her true happiness and changes the world's view of a biblical heroine.

JASMINE I always follow the rules. Especially the one to wait for your mate. Don't flirt. Don't date. Don't fall for anyone but your one true love. But then I meet the mysterious future alpha, and suddenly, I am thinking about doing unthinkable, immoral things with a very sexy man who is definitely off-limits. That is—until my first crush reappears. Now I'm torn, choosing between two hot, muscular werewolves, and life has gotten complicated. . . They didn't write a rule book about this! BLAKE The Moon Goddess granted me a mate—then regretted it and took her right back. But who am I to complain? I am the alpha after all. I'm supposed to have everything I want. Everything but discipline, self-control, and common sense. Because that all seems to vanish as soon as I meet her. . . LUKE I totally messed up. I betrayed my mate before the bond clicked into place. I didn't wait. Didn't hesitate. Didn't even think it through. I may have made a huge mess, but I'm going to clean it up. I can handle it. I think. . . ***Content warning: As with many paranormal romance novels, this book contains mature adult content, offensive language, and some graphic violence, and may not be suitable for young readers.***

Love. Duty. Valor. Secrets & Betrayals *** In the Kingdom of Vakythia, power cleaves the populace into two distinct classes: the Blessed, wielding gifts granted by the Ember, and the ordinary citizens, devoid of such divine favor. Arwyn Balchor, a rebellious girl and a blessed healer, finds her life intertwined with that of Thrystan Gaelen, the Fire Prince and future king of Vakythia— propelling her from the shantytown of Wyrm to the opulent palace. But blending in is a fragile thing, especially with a watchful enemy lurking in the shadows, poised to sabotage her every move. And as if that weren't enough, she unwittingly captures the attention of the Prince Thrystan Gaelan. Amidst swirling palace politics and brewing tensions, Arwyn begins to experience haunting visions linked to the plague ravaging a part of the Kingdom and a mysterious woman. As the kingdom prepares for the grand annual Sun Festival, an insidious threat looms closer, with the plague creeping ever nearer to the Capital.

I felt hands roam around my body, yet I saw no one. I moaned out in pleasure and tried to move my body but the chains clad around my wrists and legs made my efforts futile. “Who are you?” I gasped out when I couldn’t control the ecstasy bubbling in me anymore. Hot breath fanned my face from two angles as voices whispered into my itching ears. “You belong to us, mate!” >> The night she was sold by her stepfather to an Alpha was the night her entire life changed. Captured by the feared and ruthless Lycan kings who mistook her to be the Alpha’s mate, Valerie must find a way to escape the wrath of the Lycan brothers and start a new life away from the wolf kingdom. But when the Lycan brothers announce their desire to have her as their mate and sex slave, Valerie is left trapped between fate, death, and hell.

Betrayal! Hate! Revenge! Ember wants absolutely nothing to do with the man she had devoted her life to for five years, after he betrays and embarrasses her in the worst way possible. She feels and returns years later now married to her mate, the most powerful Alpha in the north...upon setting eyes on Ember, Xander wants her back by all means even if it meant contending with his life. Just when things fall into place, a mystery man joins in the fight for Ember's heart. Who would she end up with, The man that had betrayed their trust, her mate or the mystery man that somehow makes her heart skip beats.

My mother fell critically ill and was rushed to the hospital. Desperate, I knelt before my fiancé—the department's chief surgeon—and begged him to take charge of her operation. But outside the ICU, he was carefully tending to a scraped knee. Lucy Wendell's scraped knee, to be exact. Just as I was drowning in hopelessness, Cameron Mitchell—the hospital director and my childhood friend—pushed open the operating room doors and handed me a marriage proposal. "Marry me, and I'll personally perform your mother's surgery." With trembling hands, I signed my name, clinging to the last shred of hope that she could be saved. But she never made it through that stormy night. Cameron handled all the funeral arrangements himself, and our wedding proceeded as scheduled. Seven years later, in the hushed silence of the hospital archives, I overheard Cameron speaking with the deputy director. "Cameron, why did you transfer your mother-in-law's organ to Lucy's mother during that surgery? Weren't you afraid of getting caught?" "I owed Lucy," he replied. "If I hadn't hesitated back then, Lucy never would've chosen medical aid work in Africa… and her mother wouldn't have fallen ill from the grief."