Novel & Cerita Romance Novels With Jealous Possessive Alpha Males

I said, my voice breaking. “You can’t be mine,” he said, louder now. “You are not fit to stand near me, let alone be claimed by me.” His words hit harder than his hands ever could. They stabbed every broken part of me that had just begun to hope. “I reject you,” he said coldly. “I, Caden Holt, Alpha of the Redfang Pack, reject you as my mate.” The room spun. But tears refused to come. But inside, something shattered. Loud and painful.

The dress was revealing, almost teasing the darkness in the room as if she commanded it with her presence. Lucifer leaned down, brushing a kiss across the woman's lips with an intimacy that made Allistair's blood boil. It was wrong, this was wrong. He shouldn't be kissing anyone else. Lucifer belonged to him. A searing jealousy cut through him, sharper than any blade, and the fire of anger roared in his chest, consuming him. No! Allistair thought desperately, his fists clenching at his sides. “He's mine. He's always been mine.”

“Adeline, what does being a lone-wolf look like? I've heard of them, but I don't really know why they are line wolves.” “Oh, well, the truth is, my husband and I come from a very ruthless pack named the Black Knight Pack. As the name implies, Our Alpha was truly a black Knight. He's the most merciless Alpha I've ever seen. As far as I can remember, my husband and I were just teens when we escaped with the other omegas.” “Oh my goodness! Such an Alpha existed. It must have been terrible.” “Very terrible, ma'am. Our escape wasn't at all easy because the Alpha sends his tracers and beasts at us.”

I begin to move, a slow, steady rhythm, building a fire that will consume us both, and I whisper against her lips, "Forever, Seraphina. You are mine. Forever." She does not answer with words, but her body answers for her, rising to meet me, her legs wrapping around my waist, her nails digging into my back, her mouth finding mine in a kiss that is more battle than caress, more surrender than victory, and we move together, two wolves locked in an eternal dance, and I know that this is only the beginning, that there will be pain and blood and tears, that there will be war and loss and grief, but there will also be this, this moment, this connection, this bond that cannot be broken, and as I fee

Love's Hollow, New York is where magic happens. Under the influence of the evil witch, This small town seems like a good place to find a solution. Werewolves and various magical creatures live here. I didn't know such a beauty existed. Until two werewolves caught my eye at a local bar.These Alphas are muscular and dominant. But they are also territorial and possessive. And everyone wants to be their soulmate.

Arka’s palm, rough from heavy basketball calluses, felt like sandpaper burning straight through Bima’s nerves. Bima arched his back, letting out a low, desperate moan. Arka’s dominance was always like this—rough, possessive, yet completely addictive. "Arka ... the smell ... your shirt drove me crazy all day ...." "Oh, really?" Arka pulled the shirt down violently from Bima’s shoulders, letting it hang uselessly at his elbows. He stared down at the reddish marks he’d left on Bima’s skin on the balcony in Chapter 12, then attacked the spot again with a small, sharp, possessive bite. "Now you get to feel the owner himself, not just the scent."

ANDREA. “What are you talking about?” He asked. “Andrea.” Alessia drawled. “Help me make the Alpha jealous,” I said, and they both stared at me like I had a huge snake on my head. Dramatic much. That was the second thought that came to my mind after thinking about how to make the Alpha accept me as his mate. Werewolves are possessive and territorial beasts, not to talk much of an Alpha, a Lycan Alpha. They can kill, especially when someone tries to claim or harm their mate and if I can make Dante jealous, there’s a slight chance that he would be able to accept me and claim me quickly.

They took her to the Emergency room. I got back into the car to get her personal belongings. I used the elevator, and the only thing I could think about at that moment was the lady being alive. I've always been calculative about a lot of things and I hated it when anything was going to come in between my beautiful reputation and business. I had a lot of responsibilities as the Alpha. The Blue moon pack has always been my greatest possession. I was serious about it and I wanted it to go as it should. My orders were taken seriously and I have been working hard on business in the human world.

I had always done what my father demanded of me without any questions and all I ever wanted was to be allowed to find my mate. But all that was ruined now! He too got to his feet in a flash. “Watch how you address me, young man! I'm still the Alpha of the Moon pack! I'm still the King of the Kingdom of the North! Show me some respect!” Alpha Axel yelled back at me. I went quiet immediately. My wolf was in conflict but I fought to put it at bay. The last thing I wanted was for it to be unleashed for it would only get me in trouble.

he remarked with a tone full of jealousy. "It was one night and it was a mistake," I grunted, pulling out a book of werewolf mates from the shelf. The ache in my neck subsided for a moment, I was more furious about Martin sleeping with a thousands females that I didn't even care about the pain. "Why do you even have these books? Don't these belong to the royals?" "I'm royal," he flashed a smirk at me. "God, don't be so pleased, you're just an Alpha." I whispered, opening the book in my hands and going through the first few pages of the book.