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“You’re mine, rogue but I haven’ chosen you.” He sniffed my neck and the closeness with my second chance mate made my body shiver both with fear and pleasure. “I haven’t chosen this fate either, Alpha.” I dared to match his steel grey eyes which only reflected coldness in their depth. Her heart clenched when she saw hatred and disgust in her second mate’s heart for her. Celeste, the banished Luna had a pretty rough life since she was mated with the selfish, ruthless Alpha until she was rejected and banished from the pack. Humiliated, heartbroken and homeless, Celeste didn’t intend to find her second chance mate in the most infamous Alpha of the Frost Pack, Darius Lockwood.  

I spent all my life hating him, being told stories of how perfect he is, but then his team flopped during the playoffs, one got injured, they needed replacement, and I happened to be the only one who could save it "You are good at hockey, everyone says that, so please don't let my dream be crushed" He knelt down, eyes on me, the same one popular jock guy was begging on his feet, he was dancing at my fingers, and I had all the control, but then I do something stupid, and let my hidden desires rule over me "Pretty boy, my dick is down there, not on my face" His eyes widened, and my lips twisted

Aditi and West hate each other. They bicker, they flirt, and are possibly a little in love. Blotching the hot new guy's shirt with chocolate-mixed spit is probably not the best idea of a revenge, but Aditi soon discovers that she doesn't regret it one bit. Because despite being a jerk, West too knows what it's like to be brown, Muslim and falling apart in an all-white high school, and when he gets entangled in Aditi's struggle to tackle a debilitating trauma and a really, really loud Bangladeshi wedding, the fledgeling love-hate relationship will leave her either healed or heartbroken. Or pretty dead, because an outbreak of crimes is gripping her quaint little town in fear, and the gorgeous flirt she's falling for has his fair share of ugly secrets. -

“Swallow my cum, pretty thing—then beg us to knot you until you’re leaking us for days.” The night the rogues attacked, everything I knew went up in smoke. One second, I was just another student trying to survive pack school politics. The next, I was being dragged through blood and fire—sold to men whose names carry more fear than the word Alpha itself. Dante. Lucien. Kade. Three Alphas born of chaos. They don’t follow rules—they make them. And now, I’m caught in the middle of their world—bought, claimed, and marked by hands that command armies and hearts that know nothing of mercy. Three Alphas. One claim. And me—torn between wanting freedom… and craving the chains that come with their touch.

Ashton screwed up with Evie, he knew he shouldn't have slept with other girls when he found his mate. He is now the new Alpha of his pack, but not complete without he mate. Evie has no intention what so ever to forgive him for what he did. He hurt her too much, and not being a wolf, she could try and forget about him and move on. But he didn't give her much of a choice. He followed her back to San Diego, from Lupus Harbour and marked her. Now she pretty much has two choices, try to find a way out of it with the help of her friends and probably die, or accept Ashton as her mate.

Growing up as the Princess of Ever Moon Pack, Regina never thought that she would be betrayed and sold by her own husband. Then she found this marriage is all a lie from day one. Thank the moon goddess that her older brother Gray saved her from her abusive husband and brought her home. But when she discovers that Ever Moon Pack's new, handsome alpha is not really her biological brother, her world is turned upside down again. ...And not to say Gray has been in love with her since forever. --- "Here's my wife! Pretty, huh?" My husband cackled, "You two can have a night with her and all my debts go away. Great deal, right?"

"How could you conspire with them. I trusted you Layla!" He was really mad. "I didn't give them the code Damon, okay? I don't know how they got it?" She said. She strangely felt no nervousness or fear. Only the guilty felt fear. "Why didn't you tell me the truth about him? God! We've been dating for almost a year and you never told me he was a ex-convict", he said a shade quieter. He watched Layla look down for a minute and stare back up at him, tears gathering in her deep blue eyes. "If I did tell you, would you still have fallen for me...?" Working in a coffee shop wasn't Layla's dream. She has a degree in Business Administration but getting a got job in America was difficult for minority groups like her. But her boss, William Grey was wonderful, plus, she did get some pretty awesome customers like Damon Prince, the billionaire businessman and New York's most eligible bachelor and some pretty awful ones as well like Logan West, Damon's annoying and stuck-up assistant. After a brief argument with Logan, Damon comes to the coffee shop to make an apology to Layla on behalf of Logan and offers her a check. She turns both down and demands that Logan apologizes or they can forget about their coffee orders. She wasn't going to be pushed around by some rich folks. This intrigues Damon and he gradually falls in love with her. They begin a beautiful relationship but it's not all roses. They soon meet Damon's ex, Yasmin Kyle and Layla's criminal and terrible father, Dario Hernandez. Their trust and love for each other is tested as well as family ties but will they pull through or are something's just not meant to be?

I should have never turned her away. So many years have passed, and she’s back in my life. But our parents dating for a while left me refusing her. And she left for the romantic city of Paris. My pretty girl becoming a ballerina. Forever gone. But life has a way of taking things full circle. Due to an injury, she’s back in our small town. My second chance to make things right stares me in the face. She’s all grown up, and still stealing my every thought. But I can’t compete with her dreams. Letting her go is what’s required of me, and I do it, but not without cost. Never in a million years did I expect her to take a gift with her. A secret. My baby.

It happened in Paris, year 2015 when Aemee Harlene Santiago visited there to get some space and to breath some fresh air after her break up with Josiah – her ex-boyfriend. On her last day in Paris she decided to go to club to get some drinks, but someone she didn’t know approached her, it’s Clifford Samonte. In an hours of talking they get along pretty well. Because of so much drinks they had, Aemee had one-night stand with him. After that night she left him, thinking that it’ll be there 1st and last meeting, but Aemee got pregnant, she hid the child from him and doesn’t have any plan to introduce it to Clifford. After how many years, their path crosses again. That starts their roller coaster love story.

My husband asked me if bras were more comfortable without underwire, and I was happy that he had finally become more mature. The next day, his assistant snatched the parcel I received in the mail, saying that it had the wrong address. That night, I saw Samantha Davis post on her social media, with the caption, “My boyfriend bought this for me. Isn’t it pretty?” It was a selfie taken in a hotel mirror, and there was a beautifully decorated box containing a bra lying beside her. So, as it turned out, it was not that men became mature later in life, it was that you weren’t the one they were willing to become mature for. Naturally, I gave the post a like and took a screenshot before sending it to my husband. "What a waste. You could have gotten an 20% discount if you bought the whole set."