Romans & histoires Possessive Male Lead

the old man began, his voice rough but strong enough to carry across the hall, “we gather tonight to restore order and place leadership where it is needed.” Some heads nodded, while some faces remained unreadable. “After loss… after uncertainty… after disorder, the family requires strength. It requires direction." he continued. "And most of all... a man who will lead this family forward.” Marco’s lips curved, his sharp, menacing gaze scanning across the hall. What none of them knew was that the men who would ruin this night were already in the room. Across the hall, unnoticed by everyone—especially Marco—the I Sette were already in the hall.

Her tone softened, her eyes shimmered with fake tears, and her face shifted into a picture of innocence. The man didn’t look that much older than Xavier’s father — tall, broad-shouldered, and clearly a man who was born to lead. His eyes were sharp, the kind that made you want to look away. Even without saying another word, his presence alone carried weight — heavy, powerful, and impossible to ignore. So this was him — Alpha Romeo, leader of the Red Moon Pack. Even if I'm a princess, I am not familiar with what every Alpha of every pack looks like.

But there was something strangely satisfying about the way her world seemed to revolve around that letter now, especially since he held all the control. Damien didn’t understand love. To him, love was just a concept, an excuse people used to tie themselves down, make themselves vulnerable, and give others power over them. He had seen it with his own eyes, had watched his own family fracture and shatter under the weight of so-called “love.” No, love wasn’t something he believed in. The very idea of being vulnerable to someone else was something he despised. Ownership, however—that was different. Ownership was control, stability, certainty. Ownership meant nobody could hurt him because he held

Either ways, anything that could guarantee her being able to leave this place,she would do . With uncertainty and distrust,she reached for his hand and he grabbed it, leading her out. ×××××××××××× "The rest of the pack are becoming aggressive" spoke the man who stood before Dorian,his aura, emitting power standing tall but not up to Dorian's which didn't just emit power but demanded submission as well. "For the past weeks and even going to a month now, you've been dormant and neglected your duties as their Alpha and they wish to know what you're up to,if by any chance incapable, I can take your place as their temporary Alpha"

Cale. Cale was everything you’d want in a guy – on paper. He was as handsome as they came. Dark brown hair, beautiful grey eyes and a body I would love to get on. He was also the bad boy. And the best part was that he was the Alpha of our pack. Just my luck that I got stuck with an Alpha mate.

Draven's alarmed voice rings in my ear and before I know it, the protective and utmost possessive side of me brings Timothy out. That after just two leaps, I'm on the rooftop and standing in between my self imposed Luna and the one who has kept me on my toes since I set my eyes on her. I know Olivia has always had a thing for me and has always wanted to take the position of Luna. Infact, she thinks she owns it, but… "Olivia." My wolf roars which would have usually called the attention of others, but I realize that it rebounces. She seemed to have blocked the noise with her black magic.

She gave me a no bullshit look that caused me to shut up. "Don't try to deny it girl. Even a blind man can see it. Your mate is practically growling at anyone. He can hardly tolerate women let alone men. Even I am restricted from meeting you.Only male wolves get this kind of possessive when they get their mates recently.In your case you got an Alpha King .Which means it is going to be ten times worse". "Ah Zander possessive about me? You got all that wrong. That dude does not leave any chance to annoy the crap out of me".

Now, she is running away from him because he thinks she trapped him to get in bed with her. Male Lead: ML is a powerful businessman in the human eye who is admired by everyone. However, everything is not as simple as it seems, he also happens to be one of the strongest leaders in the supernatural world (could be anything, Werewolf/Vampire King, etc...) He is feared by everyone, there isn't anything he doesn't have. Except he has been looking for his mate since he turned 18, and when he does find his mate, he is enraged to see his mate as he misunderstands her to be greedy.

Then i'd wrap them up and lead them to the door after paying them generously. But not Noelle, she was innocent, and a precious piece of stone that i'd never want to let go of. She arose a fire in my body that wasn't going to go out for now or ever. I was always driven at a quote that whatver I wanted I had to have willingly or forcefully. And within this time I will make Noelle mine. She will be my possesion and a good one too. I'd make damn sure of it. "Gentlemen," I greeted. "I have little to no time to waste so please get this meeting on role I have a lot more things to tend to at this moment,"

Always the fucking road. “You think it was Bishop?” Jaxon asked. “No,” Jace said. “It wasn’t Bishop. Not directly.” “Then who the hell has that kind of manpower? Snipers? Live cameras? Network uplinks?” Jaxon ran a hand through his hair. “Feels like something bigger than a rescue mission.” “It is bigger,” I murmured. “This isn't about ransom anymore. It’s about possession.” “And we’re the ones stealing?” Jaxon asked, bitter. Jace didn’t answer. But I saw the twitch in his lip. He hated that word. Stealing. As if Ingrid was property. But it was true.