Refusing Synonym

Jade knows what it feels like to have no one in her corner; she experienced it firsthand when her aunt sweet-talked her parents and took her to the Philippines' when she was eight. After years of abuse and being used, the only thing Jade wished for was an escape to finally go home and be with her family. All Jade wished for was to experience what it feels like to be loved once again and she got that when she finally escaped from her aunt and made her way back home to her pack and family in Detroit. Finding out that the Alpha Heir Hunter was her mate was the best thing to ever happen to Jade, and Hunter gave Jade a home, love, and became the safety and comfort Jade had always wished for. Two years of blissful union came to an abrupt end when Jade woke up in bed with her sister's boyfriend after a party. Her life goes from sweet to bitter in a matter of days as everyone Jade once loved turned their backs on her, refusing to believe them when she said she didn't cheat on her mate. How could she? Hunter was the love of her life. Jade goes from preparing to becoming the Luna of the Blackwood Pack, to being treated no less than a traitor. Hunter doesn't wait another heartbeat before rejecting her, and Jade is soon branded as a defective mate, banished to the woods as a rogue. How will Jade survive life as a pregnant rogue? The cursed brand on her neck makes it impossible for any pack to take her in. Will her mate come after her? Or will Jade find her strength somewhere else and come back to enact her revenge on the people who hurt her?

My adopted daughter, Phoebe Marsh, possessed an evil ability. Whenever she got hurt, the pain would also be inflicted directly on my biological daughter, Maisie Shaw. She deliberately hurt herself, covering her body with wounds and bruises. Then, she would turn around with cold eyes, watching Maisie writhe on the floor in agony until she passed out from the pain. With no medical solution available, I broke down and held Maisie close, begging my husband, Brandon Shaw, to send Phoebe away. However, he would erupt in fury. "It's obviously Maisie who's been faking illness for attention, and you're making up this ridiculous story to get rid of Phoebe. She's just a fragile, helpless child. How can you be so vicious?" After that, Phoebe escalated her self-harm even more viciously. Meanwhile, Maisie spent every day curled up in the corner of her bed, refusing to let anyone touch her. On Maisie's birthday, Phoebe threw herself from the fifth floor. Just as Maisie was blowing out her candles and making a wish, she suddenly began bleeding from all her facial orifices, and she died instantly. Yet, Phoebe only suffered minor scrapes. I died from overwhelming grief shortly after. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to Phoebe's first day in our home. Maisie was playing with her Legos when she suddenly clutched her ankle and started crying. This time, I grabbed the broom from behind the door and swung it toward Maisie, shouting, "I'll beat you up for faking illness and seeking attention!"

“I’m done with you, Aurora Fernandez—if that’s even your name.” Mia’s voice trembled with rage as she turned for the door. “You’ll regret refusing me,” Aurora snapped behind her. Mia's hand touched the knob—just as it turned on its own. The door creaked open. Her heart dropped. Standing in the doorway was a face she never wanted to see again. Lucius Lovato. The cold, merciless CEO of the department store where she'd once worked. His eyes swept over her with visible disdain. “Who is this little thing, Eva?” he asked, his voice hoarse and biting. And just like that, Mia knew—she was trapped again. Wrongfully accused. Publicly humiliated. Betrayed by the only man she ever loved. Mia Simpson thought she'd hit rock bottom. Then came the offer—escape prison and start over, under one terrifying condition: seduce and marry Lucius Lovato, the mafia heir with a heart of ice and a soul no one dares touch. But Mia isn’t the fragile girl the world thinks she is. She agrees to the deal—on her own terms. Behind her innocent eyes burns a thirst for revenge, and the deeper she steps into the dark world of power, blood, and secrets, the more dangerous she becomes. Lucius, however, is not a man easily fooled. Every attempt to break him only draws him closer. And every secret Mia hides? He already suspects. As enemies close in and her hidden past begins to unravel, Mia discovers a horrifying truth—she is not just a girl caught in the middle of a mafia war. She is the legacy of something much greater… and much more feared. He was her mission. She was his undoing. But in the underworld, love might just be the most dangerous weapon of all.

"I'm attracted to you" he smiled seductively. "I don't like you, I only want to f**k you. That sexy gown makes me wanna bury myself in between your thighs" Those were the exact words Charles Monterio said to Hailey Brooklyn. * Washington DC is known to be the richest city in America. The rich dominated the town, if you perhaps find any poor ones there, they were either maids or squatters who live in a poor neighbourhood. Hailey Brooklyn could be found in this category, her parents live in Kelso, the poorest neighbourhood. Hailey is an extremely beautiful lady with a crazy attitude. Yes, she might be poor but that doesn't mean she can be stepped on. She's a jobless lady who engages herself in menial jobs just to make ends meet. During those numerous days, she came across Charles Monterio, A well-known Billionaire in the city. Charles Monterio, a devilishly handsome billionaire. One of the top ten richest billionaires in the country. He's incredibly good-looking and every woman's fantasy. He believes in only three things; Money, Power and S*x. Those three forces drove his world. His first encounter with Hailey got him craving for her sexy body which haunts him daily. Her craziness was definitely out of the world. As much as Charles craved to have Hailey on his bed, she kept running away from him, refusing to be a rich man's prey. What happens when fate decides to play a trick on Hailey? What happens when she finally gets a job which has been her everyday prayer, a secretary to the CEO who's no other than Charles Monterio? What will be Hailey's fate? Will she give in to the job or not? And if she accepts the job, will she give in to the billionaire's desire?

“Now tell me who you belong to?” Rael rasped, their breaths mingling together. He was her sister's fiancé, yet here he was, fucking her like he owned her. The feeling of being on the bed of the man her sister plans on marrying next month brought a sense of accomplishment to her being. “I'm yours, Rael. Fuck! I'm yours!” she almost screamed with another hard jab of his waist. “Wrong answer.” he muttered, pulling out of her just as she had almost reached her peak. … Blood seeped out of her chest just moments before she saw the other side of her stepsister. The sister who she trust most had not only sold her out to be raped by men from the black market, but had also had her murdered her. Her boyfriend, whom she thought loved her the most, had also been cheating on her all along. Feeling betrayed, tears rolled down the corners of her eyes as she bled, yet there was nothing she could do. She died. But fate gives her a second chance, letting her go back in time a month before her sister's wedding. She will make everyone who hurt her pay. And the first step is stealing her sister's Fiancé, Rael Morgan–A billionaire known for being the coldest man in Country M. To own him and to watch her sister break, just like how she had broken. But never would she have expected things to turn out the way it did. He now owned her, refusing to let go. What starts as her own plot spirals into something darker. He possesses her. He makes her his woman.

Sample: ' “Motherfucking dog is what he is , damn it” she chugged her drink down . She pointed her unsteady hand at her two best friends who were watching the show unfold . “ All men are the same . HEARTLESS CHEATING BASTARDS . Do you hear me? Heartless cheating bastards ” Casey screamed at the men sitting on a nearby table. “Yes, that's what you all are . Cheaters . Bloodsucking vampires, you use women like chewing gum and spit them out after you use them”. She placed her glass with a loud bang , almost falling off the table. She joined her hands while looking up at the ceiling, blinking . “If someone up there is listening, I wish all these men would suffer from crabs so bad , they would scratch it so hard that their dicks will fall off ”. She looked down and pointed a finger at them. “This is my curse on your species ”. She turned back to her friends leaving behind a group of mortified men with wide eyes who were left there holding their junks in fear . ' Casey has always been a hopeless romantic, searching for the one person who will finally return her love. Owen, on the surface, has it all—wealth, fame, and an endless stream of admirers. Yet despite his many conquests, he shuns commitment, refusing to be tied to anyone. When a scandal threatens his reputation, Owen concocts a plan: a fake engagement to Casey, In return, he promises to help her win a man. It soon grows complicated.Owen finds himself unexpectedly drawn to Casey but just when love seems within reach, Owen's past returns—his ex, stirring old emotions and doubts. What happened next read in my book ‘Mr Wrong'

Alpha Kai's Son. My father's shadow still dominates the BloodCrest Pack I'm trying to lead; even becoming Alpha didn't change a damn thing. So I take my anger out on any poor bastard put in the steel ring with me. It calms me, but only for a few hours; because blood-red rage follows me everywhere I go. It follows me into the cage the night I'm pitted against an opponent half my size. An opponent with a bigger chest than your average gym buff. A woman... I think I'm doing the right thing by refusing the fight because I know this woman will meet Death at my hands. That is, until my wolf growls the word I never expected to hear in the middle of a fight. MATE. With a name as sweet as her scent and a right hook to match, I know I can't accept Cherie as my mate. Not with the beast I inherited from my tainted bloodline - a Lycan with a thirst for blood… So do I reject sweet Cherie to protect her, or do I indulge in the whims of my beast and claim her? * Cherie I didn't expect to meet my mate when I decided to step into that ring that night. But the second my wolf recognized its mate, I knew it wouldn't be over. Creed Volkov is every bit as terrifying as they say, but I won't allow myself to be bullied by another man. I've come here to win; I NEED to win in order to protect those close to me. Running away from Creed seems like the logical choice, I find myself in that ring with him again. Why can't I bring myself to say the Rejection Vow? And why am I suddenly having dreams about a red-haired woman?

Werewolves and vampires have been at odds for generations, fate brings together two forbidden creatures who seem destined to be together. When the Moonlight pack Alpha king, Davien, comes upon a vampire princess named Hera who is about to die from exposure to the sun, he performs an act of selflessness and saves her life. A strange and powerful bond emerges between them, refusing the hatred that has always existed between their families. Davien's feelings for Hera become noticeable but their growing affection comes along with doubt and opposition from fellow werewolves and vampires.Hera, weighed down by the misery endured by those she loved, fights with her affections for Davien. "I can't seem to forget about the vampire princess that I saved." She has mixed feelings towards the Alpha King because of her boosting affection for him and her undying devotion to her vampire family. Some of the werewolves mistrust Davien's judgment and loyalty, and this causes friction among the pack. At the same time, Hera faces opposition inside her own clan, where an ambitious vampire challenges her right to reign. Hera finds herself in the heart of a violent power battle, and she must decide whether to reclaim control of her vampire clan, or to establish a new path alongside Davien. Meanwhile, Davien has to consider the threats he's ready to accept for the cause of love and peace, in light of the obligations of his leadership.Davien and Hera's love becomes stronger, and they decide to travel together in an effort to end the centuries-long war between the werewolf and vampire communities. Will their love be one of the many casualties of the ongoing conflict, or will they be able to face the challenges ahead and prove that love conquers all?

After being accepted into Doctors Without Borders, I handed over the position of Chief at the capital’s hospital to Elaine Brown. My best friend frowned at me. "You’re destroying any chance of a future with Jeffrey if you go.” I gave him a faint smile. "I'm just returning him to the woman he's always had in his heart." In my previous life, Jeffrey Carter and I were the infamous bickering couple everyone in our circle knew to avoid. He resented me for refusing to replace Elaine when she applied to join Doctors Without Borders. She later caught an infection and died on the job. I resented him for his hypocrisy. If he loved Elaine so much, why did he agree to my parents' demands to care for me for the rest of our lives? We spent seven years of marriage together, yet the best we ever wished for each other was a miserable death. However, amid the gunfire and chaos on the battlefield, he used his last ounce of strength to shield me completely when his heart was pierced by a bullet. "I've arranged for someone to meet you. Once the sweep ends, run. You must survive!" he whispered, his voice fading. "I'll protect you fully in this life… and in the next, we’ll never meet. "Elaine, I'm doing this for you." However, the bomb dropped from above gave us no chance to escape, and we were both annihilated. When I opened my eyes, I had returned to the eve of our wedding. Jeffrey… In this life, I would fulfill your wish.

Samantha is tall black wolf with white paws next in line to be Alpha of her pack. Thomas is a vampire with brown hair who's next in line to be heir to the coven. What happens when these two misguides souls meet. Sam was sitting on the fountain, tired of her mom bossing her around like she had to set the right example for the pack as the next heir. She found a rock and threw it hard without paying attention to where she threw it. Thomas was walking away from the coven he grew up in; he didn't want anything to do with this life anymore and live on his own. Kim was the only vampire he wanted and now she's dead and he was being forced to marry the daughter of the coven leader his family was at war with to create a peace treaty. He still remembered that day when the coven came back from the recent battle and she wasn't there and he waited for days, refusing to eat. Then by sunset on the fifth day since the battle, he was told that she died bravely in battle defending the coven. Thomas started crying at the memory as fresh grief racked him when he was hit with a rock. He looked around and saw that he came farther than he intended, almost into the werewolf territory like his feet were leading him. He cried out in pain and looked in the direction the rock came from. That's when he first saw her someone so beautiful, he couldn’t believe he was falling in love again. Before he realized it, his feet were moving on their own towards this stranger. Sam looked up when she heard someone cry out in pain after she threw the rock, she saw