Red Velvet Fan Name

After the cruel death of her father, Harper Harrington, a lowborn omega is forced into the ruthless world of Blackthorn pack when her stepmother marries the Alpha. The Whitmore triplets now her step-siblings, powerful, ruthless and untouchable resent her presence and hide their growing obsession for their stepsister even though they were mated to someone else. With enemies lurking around, Harper must decide if she would succumb to the forbidden bond that could destroy them all or rewrite her destiny.

Sam and I have been married for ten years. He always said he would give me the wedding of my dreams. However, three days before the ceremony, my eyes, which had been blind for the past six months after saving Sam’s life, miraculously regained vision. The first thing I saw when I opened them was Sam tangled in bed with his pretty secretary, Alisa. The bed was still shaking while Alisa typed on her phone. She showed it to him, smirking. [Sam, we're out of condoms. Why not ask your blind wife to grab one for us?] Sam’s veins bulged at his temple. His eyes darted toward me in panic. Alisa, however, scoffed and typed again. [What are you so scared of? Your wife’s blind. What’s she gonna see?] Sam sighed in resignation. “Hazel, can you pass me the box of cigarettes from the nightstand?” That cigarette box he mentioned was clearly labeled: Durex Ultra-Thin—Bare Feel. My heart shattered, and I booked a flight to Rockbridge before the wedding. When Sam came running after me, hysterical, I said coldly to him, “Sam. I can see.”

"You like this, don't you?" His voice was dark velvet, wrapping around me, sinking under my skin. I swallowed hard, refusing to answer, but my body betrayed me-the sharp inhale, the way my lips parted, the way my thighs pressed together. He noticed. Of course, he did. He stepped closer, eliminating the space between us, his heat overwhelming. "Say it." I shook my head, a weak attempt at resistance. His fingers traced up my arm, slow, teasing, until they reached my throat. He didn't squeeze, didn't apply pressure-just let his touch linger there, making me hyperaware of my own racing pulse. "Liar," he murmured. I exhaled sharply. "You're too close." His lips brushed my ear, not quite a kiss, just a whisper of warmth. "And you're not stopping me."

* It is said that the most painful wounds leave the deepest scars. No one could attest to that more than Afrah Aminu. For eleven years she's kept a secret to herself, knowing that she might never be able to tell anyone. Not that she wanted to. But now, with the sudden arrival of a strange man in her life, she finds herself thrown into the terrifying situation of having to relive it all. As he tears down each and every wall she has set up around her heart, the memories of that haunting night come crashing in waves. Will she be able to survive it? Or will she be crushed underneath its weight?

Mary Redferne is a fiery young woman. Trouble literally follows her, mainly because of her mouth. She didn’t know how to put any breaks on them. She was everything a man was scared of: ambitious, had a mind of her own and didn’t refrain from telling people that their ideas are garbage. In the 1960s, this ‘attitude’ did not play well with the society but nobody dared to say anything as she was the only child of the mayor, Clement Redferne. Joseph Lachlan was a soft spoken gentleman who unlike other men in the country has remained very humble after getting remarkable fame and fortune at a very young age. He was known for his kindness, compassion and candor. But more importantly his striking resemblance to a Greek god. He was the one person who did not judge Mary or even think that she was ever out of line even though her name was always in the newspaper with the headline ‘The Wild Girl’. Mary, who is habituated with fighting and arguing with everyone who judges her, how will she react to a man who absolutely has no opinion about her ‘wild and erratic’ side? A man who just accepts her for the way she is?

“Even if you like, run to the end of the earth. You, Cat, will forever remain my mate. And if it is what you want, I will make sure you remain hidden from the sight of all.” He said with a look of amusement. And then with all seriousness in his eyes, he stared at her until she feels that her body was burning even without his touch. “I am going to make you my secret mate.” ******** All her life, Catherine has always been the shadow of her twin sister, Camille. As if that was not just the worst of it, she was the child her parents never wanted. When the news that the lycan king was having a ball party where all Alphas first daughters have to be present and one would be chosen to be his mate, Catherine was asked to go in place of her sister to the ball. The lycan king as everyone knows was a ruthless man who has been rumored to kill all the women who he had chosen for his harem after every slight mistakes from them. To Catherine, her family was pushing her to the lion’s den where she is supposed to be gone and forgotten. However, Catherine was ready to define a new path for herself in the pack. The lycan king, Kane Lycanthrope, was also ready with his own hidden agenda. Will Catherine be able to execute her wish? Or, like the other dead women in the harem, will she be dead and forgotten?

"Do not tempt me, Wildling. You're mine to protect. Not to fûck." ~~~ After the death of her father, Kyla never expected to be placed under the custody of a stranger who claimed to be her father's friend. She'd expect an old man with grey hairs, not a demigod who turned her world upside down. Cold. Distant. Devilishly handsome. His words sink into her skin, leaving knees shaking. And while she flinches at every man's touch, his was different. Now she can't stop herself from craving the forbidden. ~~~~ Carlos Redd was caught off guard by Harper's last will. To babysit his only daughter and protect her, despite knowing the violent and dangerous world he lives in. In deference, he took her in. Kyla crosses every line. Curious about everything he hides. Each warmth, each encounter, each arguement-- tears down his restraint. The more he pushed her away, the more he craved. And the more he crave. The more he encounters secret that could tear them apart.

BLURB Loud cheers and applause rang on the air. Agnes smiled widely and hugged her husband’s arm in joy. It was their wedding day, and she was so happy that she can barely contain it. Perhaps it was the feeling called above the clouds? She looked up, wanting to see the happiness in her husband’s, Leon, eyes. He was also smiling, but what contained his eyes and barely obvious intent hidden behind his smile made Agnes shudder as fear slowly showed its way inside her whole body. Her smile faded. Her husband was smiling. He was smiling with joy, not because he was happy with the wedding- he was smiling like a beast who has their prey on his foot- [CLANG!] Before Agnes knew it, the shouts of happiness were replaced by cries of despair. The claps and applause was replaced by hurtful sounds of slaps. The colorful, bright and joyous venue was replaced by dark, damp and scary room. Agnes just saw her pathetic self on the corner of that room; she was still and was looking at nowhere. She remained motionless, but in her mind, she was trembling in fear and helplessly crying in despair; “Please help me out from here!”

Lisa Benedict is the only daughter of the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. When she finds herself betrothed to a man she hates, she seeks to escape, only to fall into the arms of Adrien Winter, the Alpha King. Meeting him unlocks memories that Lisa thought were just dreams and imagination. With everyone standing in the way of their love, will they find a happy ending?

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