Possessive Alpha Male Romance Books Novels & Stories

He can't just give up and give in to his alpha instincts. Maverick summoned all of his power and rationality and fought against the little omega's pheromones, determined not to complicate his relationship with Ciel any further. But just as he thought he'd be able to confront Ciel's pheromones, Ciel made a move that shattered the strength Maverick had saved, and there he felt it—his rationality finally fading as Ciel faced Maverick again, moved his body even closer to the alpha, and hungrily claimed Maverick’s lips.

********** Damian swirls the dark vintage in his goblet, watching the red liquid cling to the crystal before taking a slow, deliberate sip. The taste is heavy on his tongue, rich and bitter, much like the current state of his affairs. His mind, however, is far from the paperwork scattered across his mahogany desk. It is fixated on the new arrival—the gift from Alpha Kael. Aiden. The omega is a rarity, a specimen of such delicate, refined beauty that Damian has seen few like him in his years. He has fucked countless omegas, bent them over every surface in this palace, but this one is different. There is a glint in Aiden’s eyes, a calculated reserve that screams of cunning. He is playing hard

There's a suffocating silence in the house, and I'm happy to let it keep on existing but again… I hardly ever get what I want. I'm reading one of my books, the one where the Alpha doesn't resent his wife and where he doesn't seem repulsed by the sight of her I'm right at the part after kisses and well detailed foreplay, the part where they fuck and hold each other all through the night, when I hear the rough purr of a familiar engine. Only one person has a truck that makes a sound like a demon possessed wolf growling. I'm out of my seat in a second, book forgotten on the windowsill and all thoughts of sex with a loving alpha out of my mind.

“I don’t want this. Father doesn’t want this.” “But we’re family—and we’re in this together.” He ran his hand through his short black hair, his jaw still clenched with ferocity. We always bumped heads because we were equally stubborn. Landon wanted to be the alpha, but I’d been the alpha since the day I was born. I’d never been the push-over type. Instead of wearing a pretty dress and keeping my mouth shut at a party, I was the one who spoke the loudest. He respected me for it, but during times like these, he also hated me for it. “It’s a suicide mission. Cato is at the top of the food chain for a reason. You think you’re going to outsmart him?”

Maybe I can have some fun with this possessive, protective, Alpha male.

His eyebrows knit together, and he shakes his head no, “You don’t need to fret over that, Elyria. Your smile is more than enough for me.” My cheeks burn from his kind words, especially as he says them in front of some of the closest people in his life. I grab one of the books out of the bag and say, “Well, Alpha, is it alright if I get to the office and to my reading?” I didn’t pay attention to what I was grabbing. As Atlas grabs the book and examines it, I realize what it is and regret the decision to grab a random book. It’s a romance book with a half-naked man on the cover, a girl in a skimpy dress, and a wolf in the background titled ‘Taming the Alpha. ’

I follow every movement his lips make, like a hypnotized bunny. “She also said you were an orphan. What pack do you come from?” He asks and I gulp, regaining my senses and subtly looking around to make sure that no one saw me gawking at the old hottie. “The burning moon pack.” He smiles, charming but deadly. “Your Alpha is a good friend of mine.” I manage to return the smile, but we both know there is nothing genuine about our smiles. I can barely move my fork, my hands tremble around my fork. Dante's presence dominated the room, stealing my breath.

I could feel his presence, a wave of his Alpha pheromones washing over me, making the hairs on my arm stand up. “Well, little Omega… now that we’re all alone, let’s get along real good,” Damon said, leaning close to my ear. I spun around, fury flaring inside me. “Fuck you, Damon.” A slow, predatory smirk spread across his face. His eyes darkened as he stepped closer. “I don’t want you to fuck me,” he said, his gaze dropping to my lips. “But I can fuck you. I can fuck you real good.”

My body pleads for his hands, humiliating me with how much it wants him. And as my stomach grows round with his child, one question haunts me…Will the Alpha eventually grow bored of the woman who gives herself to him so easily? Or was he always meant to be mine? NB: This story is also set in Black Diamond Wolf Pack, so stick around darling. • • • - Amirah's POV Hurry up, Amirah. You’re running late.

Love's Hollow, New York is where magic happens. Under the influence of the evil witch, This small town seems like a good place to find a solution. Werewolves and various magical creatures live here. I didn't know such a beauty existed. Until two werewolves caught my eye at a local bar.These Alphas are muscular and dominant. But they are also territorial and possessive. And everyone wants to be their soulmate.