Polar Bear Cafe

Haria was rejected by an Alpha who was destined to be her mate, and after that, a series of bad events happened in her life and she always gets into trouble. What she didn't like the most was her father's decision to take her to the camp of the Blue Blood Pack. She was brought there, not to have a vacation, but to attend training like others who want to become a soldier of their pack. At first, she didn't get along well with the first two guys she met at the camp, Marky Parks, the only son of the general, and Jacob Cabarse, one of the best trainee to be a soldier of their pack. But as time went on, she gradually felt comfortable with Jacob. Her older brother, Jomer, noticed that something was going on between her and Jacob. He immediately made ways to stop their relationship as he didn't want her to end up with him. Will they be able to fight for their love, when the one who was against it was her family? Can Jacob bear the consequences of loving a high-profile female alpha, despite him being just a beta?

When there was nothing more to burn, the Lockhearts continued to slaughter werewolves, leaving behind a trail of bodies across pack borders. On her eighteenth birthday, Olivia Sav hunted for the guy she'd lose her virginity to, but he had his sights on her first. When the morning sun lit up the Inn, she realized that she had gotten into bed with Nathaniel Lockheart— the son nobody had met, but the rumors traveled far: a bloodthirst stronger than that of his father. Olivia swore vengeance for her people and promised his death before he disappeared. Not to be seen for four years, at the Ruby Ball, where a few chosen girls participated in a once-in-a-decade event to change their fates. Only this choice wasn't Olivia's to make. When she received the invitation, she had a feeling she knew who'd sent it. They bear the same darkness within. Two fates are woven together in a cruel game of power and lust, but only one can survive. A paranormal dark romance🖤

I was performing the hundredth "restoration" surgery on my mafia husband's latest mistress when I finally decided to leave him. For five years, I, Isabella Rossi, have lived a double life: the respected wife of a powerful Don, and the personal physician tasked with "purifying" the women he discards. Vincent's twisted religious conviction is his law: only a wife untouched by any other man can bear his legitimate heir. I was that pure wife, yet he treated me as his most unclean possession. My love for him died a slow death. A thousand empty nights. It was killed by the cold steel of my own operating table. By the sounds of other women boasting about his touch. The five-year prenuptial agreement that bound me to this hell was set to expire at midnight. I had already called my grandfather, the only man Vincent truly fears. My escape was hours away. By the time he realized his mistake, it was too late.

I once believed Sarah Weller was the love of my life. For her, I planned a once-in-a-lifetime wedding; for her, I launched a “True Love” jewelry collection worth over a billion. However, with only seven days left before the wedding, she calmly told me that she needed to fulfill her first love’s late mother’s final wish to marry him first, and only then marry me. As if it were a matter of fact, she said, “For Tim, all of this can be sacrificed. If you can’t even bear to lose that little bit of money, you can find someone else to marry right now.” Only then did I understand. In her world, I and everything I had built could be pushed aside at any moment for her so-called first love. So, I turned around without another word and called home. “Penelope,” I said to my sister-in-law, “the wedding will proceed as scheduled. Just do me a favor and replace the bride.”

HOOR SIDDIQUILife has never been easy for me, nor I think it would ever be. After coming to my father's place, I thought, I would be left alone. But I was wrong, my step mother couldn't bear my presence for long and now I’m being married at the age of 18. I can't wish for something good, but I hope that things don't get worse.ARHAAN RANDHAWA I am the head of Randhawa empire. I had put my days and nights to bring it to the heights that it's on today. I could never imagine it going in loss. For my hard work and my empire, I'm going to marry the daughter of a person I hate. I can't wait to make her regret the day she would marry me. I want to see, how much cunningness of her father she had taken and how long it will keep her standing Infront of me.

After my father, I started working as a Beta for the Alpha of my pack. He was not an alpha just because he had Alpha's blood or had the abilities to become Alpha. He was an Alpha because he was mated to the Alpha's daughter, Mrs. Stacey Adams Brown. She had all the qualities of becoming an Alpha and leading the pack. She was sweet, kind and a great leader. But she let her mate rule the pack. She was everything that anyone wanted in his mate but everything changed two months back when her mate... The love of her life left her for another woman who could bear his child as the Luna was barren. She went from the woman that believed in mate bond to someone who used to make fun of it. She went from happy to rude, sweet to bitter, loving to heartless. She was no longer the Luna that she was before. But never did I think that she would ask me to pretend as her love interest to take revenge on her ex-mate.

"Do you remember saying my woman is very lucky?" I nod, unable to find my voice. What is he getting at? He trails a finger down the side of my face, grips my hair and lands a kiss on my lips. "Good. You are the lucky woman. You'll bear my heir, and we'll be a happy couple. Capisce?" "No, Evren. I'll give you your child, take my money, and leave. That was and is the plan." He chuckles. "Will you, baby? Will you?" Liora Wilder made a deal with the devil. Carry his heir, take the money, and walk away. No attachments. No emotions. No illusions. But Evren Valesca doesn't play by anyone's rules but his own. He doesn't negotiate. He doesn't let go. And now that he's claimed her, he has no intention of ever setting her free. Liora refuses to be controlled, but resisting a man like Evren is dangerous. He's ruthless, possessive, and completely unstoppable. Because nobody says no to a Valesca.

For a girl obsessed with werewolves, her dreams of meeting one seem impossible until one transferred to her school in her final year. Annabel would never participate in what will ruin her chances of being the heiress of her father’s business but someone has crept into her life to make her realize that there is more to life than what she was brought up with. She got engaged to Bernard as a ladder for her dreams, even if it was against her will and Bernard is the biggest bully on the planet. Oliver is her destined mate who is a werewolf, and she’s the card of his ascension as the Alpha of his pack. Will the bloodthirsty enemies surrounding him and his throne give him the access to it? His mate is a human, another huge difference that the elders of the pack cannot bear to digest or overlook. Will she be able to risk her position for love by betraying Bernard? Bernard will never let any betrayal go unpunished. In a game of securing their future, will their love be enough? Will they be able to make the right choices as a teenager with a lot of dreams or let emotions dictate their ways?

Rule number 3: “I can have your body whenever I want” Angelica Montez got into a contract marriage with the proud and arrogant Alexandre Dollarze in order to save her father's company, “As you're signing this contract you should bear in mind that this marriage is just for the benefit of our families, my parents will help revive your father's company while you marry me till I become the CEO of Dollarze Conglomerate. This marriage is strictly transactional and nothing more so don't expect any husband duties from me. Sometimes life and plans does not usually go as expected and that was the case in Alexandre and Angelica’s marriage cause what was supposed to be a contract marriage, slowly escalated when they made a dangerous deal of him being her doting husband, which resulted in feeling getting caught in, emotions interfering, and their life becoming messy. In their marriage which is more like a game of chess, who's going to win, Love or ego?

Dorian’s eyes darkened with something dangerous as he watched her reaction. “You think you can stand on your own?” he whispered, his voice low and thick with intent. “ If you think is possible then, Prove it, little hybrid.” Before she could respond, his lips descended on hers. The kiss was fierce, almost punishing, as though he was trying to dominate her through sheer force. But what surprised Irwin more was her own response. Her body acted on its own, her lips moving against his, her hands gripping his arms as if she couldn’t bear to let go. Dorian groaned softly as his hands roamed down her body, pulling her closer. His touch was rough, possessive, and yet it ignited something deep within her that she had never felt before. Irwin gasped as he kissed her harder, his hands sliding under her clothes, brushing against her skin.