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Marcela Gold was the perfect Luna, she grew up being groomed, breaded, educated to be a Luna. This Luna was married, marked, and mated but never had children as they were chosen mates. Marcela Silver was the lowest Omega, her family disowned her, she was forced to work since she was a child, and hasn’t found her fated mate but lives with her best friend, she works in the pack house with the rest of the staff. One day the Luna had a horrible tantrum for not being able to have a child of her own, and threw the omega up against the wall knocking her unconscious. Selene seeing this decided to SWITCH their soul’s and gave them a new life, till they could learn to love, respect, and value each other they would remain in the bodies they have been switched over to.

Zu Weihnachten wollte mein Schwager unbedingt nach Hawaii in den Urlaub – also beschloss ich, dass die ganze Familie gemeinsam dorthin reist. Kaum hatte die beste Freundin meines Mannes davon erfahren, bestand sie darauf, mit ihrem Kind mitzukommen. Mein Mann zögerte keine Sekunde, kaufte sofort Flugtickets für sie – aber erklärte mir, ich solle das ganze Gepäck mit dem Auto nachfahren. Ich hatte gehofft, der Rest der Familie würde zu mir halten. Aber nein – alle anderen unterstützten seine Entscheidung. Na gut. Wenn das so ist, dann gehen wir eben getrennte Wege. Doch auf einmal bekam seine ganze Familie Angst…

I never met my real father. Living in a small werewolf community, there were always rumors. But I never really paid much attention. I only listened to what my mother said about him and she never talking about him. So I assumed that it was something painful and I accepted that and left it alone. Being a single teenage mother, she was shunned by the rest of the pack but she wasn't sent out to be Rogue. She managed to finish school, go to college and become a Doctor. She is one of the most highly respected professions but they still treat us like vermin. So when I started getting in numerous fights at school my mother decided it was time to pack up and leave. Go to a new pack and start fresh. And that's where my story begins.

Legora, the largest capital city in the world. Once one of nine, now there are four. We had lost five cities in the great calamity. Creatures from god knows where poured in from a tear in the earth. A dimensional tear in space and time the scientists called it, but really who the fuck knows? All I know is they were bigger, stronger, looked nothing like us and they outnumbered us hundred to one. An overwhelming amount of refugees flooded the other cities, telling tall tales of heroes rising and taking on four to six creatures at a time. they fought them off while the rest escaped. Delusions, false hope, call it whatever you want we all knew nothing was coming to save us. We sharpened our swords and barricade our homes. The creatures would find us, just like they found all the other cities.

"I can't let you go Nora, when I know how you taste," After three years of dating and expecting her boyfriend to marry her, he proposed to her sister instead. Just when Nora thought her whole life had been ruined, her mother fell seriously ill and was diagnosed with cancer. She needed an enormous amount of money for her treatment, but they were poor and didn't have that amount. She found herself in a mess, the only way to turn her life around was to become a surrogate for George Williams, the soon-to-be alpha of the dangerous Darkfire pack. But instead of changing her life, the surrogacy went wrong, and the alpha didn't want the kids. What will happen to Nora? Will she be able to overcome everything, or will she end up a single mother for the rest of her life?

Every year, the village had to choose a girl of age to become the Blossom Bride. The girl who was chosen would be sent into the cave as the village god’s wife. She would spend the entire night with him. If she came out alive, she would be honored for the rest of her life as a village elder. Any child she bore was said to be blessed, destined for a life of effortless fortune. If she died, the village would simply wait for the next year, when another Blossom Bride would be chosen. The blessing of the Blossom Bride was believed to pass on to her parents and elders as well. However, no one wanted to be chosen. To escape the ritual, families quietly left the village, one after another. I was the only one who volunteered. I had a lust problem, and I had always wondered what it would feel like to be with a god.

Noami grew up in the quiet comfort of the orphanage, raised by nuns and surrounded by children who, like her, were longing for a family they never had. She had long accepted that the four walls of the orphanage would be her home for the rest of her life. But fate had other plans. Her peaceful world shifted the moment a stranger came looking for someone else—her twin sister, who had been adopted years ago and now lay in a hospital bed, unable to wake. In a desperate plea, the woman who adopted her twin begged Noami for a favor only a sister could give: take her place. Pretend to be her. Marry the man she was supposed to wed. And just like that, Noami became Mrs. Arvenze. The wife of a doctor she didn’t even know. A substitute in a marriage that was never meant for her.

A union of two enemies could only mean two things; a disaster bound to fail or a match about to withstand the test of time. Either ways, Gwendolyn Stone never for once thought she'd be married off for the company's sake and worse to a man she hated every fiber of his being. Gerald Smith had an expensive taste in women and Gwen isn't a woman he'd pick to spend the rest of his life with. Compared to his train of model girlfriends, Gwen is quite plain Jane. Gwen's plan for the marriage is simple, get into it and make Gerald regret accepting the marriage. Gerald's plan is direct, make Gwen suffer for ending his bachelor life and make her whole life miserable as his wife. We are in for a roller coaster of drama, or a touch of Cupid, who knows?

J'ai acheté un incube beau et distant en ligne. Mais il n'arrêtait pas de produire ce bourdonnement bas, restant simplement là, à me fixer en silence. Son corps était brûlant. Inquiète qu'il soit peut-être malade, je me suis empressée de contacter le service client. Après avoir écouté ma description, la personne à l'autre bout du fil est restée silencieuse un moment. Puis elle a dit : « Euh... est-il possible que votre incube ne soit pas malade ? Il a juste faim, il a peut-être envie de vous embrasser, ou... de faire autre chose ? »

A realm exists where the chosen ones got their blessings from the gods. The gods would bestow their powers and grant them the permissions to rule over the world. Thus, the common people called these wonders by ‘Blessing’. However, these so-called blessings were always followed by chaos and death… A queen who fell from her grace... She who’s buried her entire queendom and family by her own hands. She who’s travelled the world for over than hundreds of years while bearing the ‘Blessing’ on her. This queen had so many names throughout her lives, some were written in the history and the rest were still unknown. This time, she met a young boy that’s trapped in the middle of a war, a hot-headed man, an old friend, and everything that reminded her of her past self.