Romance With Possessive Alpha Males Novels & Stories

To throw myself into his arms like I belonged there. “Sorry, Alpha,” the other men said together, heads bowed. I looked up just in time to see him walking toward me with the shirt. My whole body tensed. I screamed and tried to push myself off the ground, but I didn’t get far. Two strong arms wrapped around my waist before I could get away. “Where are you going, princess?” he asked, his breath hot against my neck. His voice was low, but it carried weight. Power. A shiver rushed through me.

His mouth crashed into mine with renewed hunger, and I felt it everywhere—my backstabbing wolf purring inside me. He didn’t linger on my lips this time. He dragged his mouth down my jaw. His lips brushed my skin, then pressed harder. “Why do you smell so fucking good?” he muttered against my neck. My hands flew to his shoulders, fingers digging into muscle. “Rome,” I said sharply. “Stop.” This was bad. I knew how he truly was. I knew how relentless he could be when he lost control. Rome was insatiable by nature, the kind of Alpha who started and didn’t stop until he was fully satisfied.

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."

“Once got a whole pledge class drunk and talked them into stripping in front of the house.” Alecia raised her eyebrows, one more reason not to join the protected. “He’s going to have some youthful indiscretions to explain away.” "His father will just make it all disappear.” Helen snapped her fingers, and Alecia wondered how many crimes that had been made to disapear simply because he was a powerful alpha. She looked at the handsome man and shook her head. What a pity. She would have loved to get to know him. He looked like the type of man she’d always dreamed of. One similar to the heroes in the romance novels she had read so often, but those men had been human . . . . or at least, that was

And it is here, that staring into her eyes makes Alpha Roman realize that she is the woman the moon goddess intended for him. Is this a joke? The alpha’s father sat right beside him. He fights his conscious not to march into that field and claim her. She is a downgrade to the werewolf name. An insult to the name of an alpha as mighty as himself. He has worked hard for seventeen decades. Roman learned the secrets of men and those of beasts. He understood battle strategies and watched kingdoms rise and fall. Yet those few years are nothing compared to the knowledge Alpha Roman’s father continues to pass down to him.

Levi began to prepare himself by pulling up his long blond hair when Roman spoke up possessively. “I will get you the info Alpha,” Roman ground out. I can understand his viewpoint, Roman was a protector. For all intense in purposes the man was very much an Alpha male. Which is why it had shocked me to find out about his sexuality. Not that I stereotyped him but just never seen him interested in anyone. For a while, I had actually thought he rejected his mate in order to do what he likes to do.

She gave me a no bullshit look that caused me to shut up. "Don't try to deny it girl. Even a blind man can see it. Your mate is practically growling at anyone. He can hardly tolerate women let alone men. Even I am restricted from meeting you.Only male wolves get this kind of possessive when they get their mates recently.In your case you got an Alpha King .Which means it is going to be ten times worse". "Ah Zander possessive about me? You got all that wrong. That dude does not leave any chance to annoy the crap out of me".

When I first got here, I overheard Rishi and Maggie talk about a movie I liked and we began friends instantly. “You looked really good today, by the way.” Roman sent another text. Goddess this boy was going to be trouble. “I’ll think about the make-over. He better be nice though.” Roman replied quickly, “he is the next Alpha from an allied pack. Can’t get better than that, right?” “So maybe I should date him?” I replied. “O so you’re funny, not just beautiful. Good to know.”

Erin fluttered her eyes shut, enjoying the sparks that flew around them, and ignoring the tingling feeling in her pussy. Slowly, his hands went down to her cheeks, cupping them. Erin opened her eyes, and her heart skyrocketed at the short distance between their lips. "Do you accept me as your mate?" Duncan asked in a throaty voice. "I have been dying to mark you." Duncan sniffed her neck, and Erin could tell his wolf was going crazy. "But it is forbidden for us to be romantically involved with anyone." Erin reasoned. "I do not care." With that, Duncan leaned forward, claiming her sweet lips. Erin released her muscles, sucking on his lips.

‘A pile of war strategy books’ to be precise. ‘Could you be any more pathetic and boring? Your fate changes to one filled with luxury and the only thing you can think of is boring books,’ Aria, my coldhearted werewolf chides as I flip through the biography of the first Alpha of the Red Moon Pack even though it is written in ancient Werewolf language and very difficult to read as the alphabets look like runes. “These books are more fun to me than romance books,” I defend with a smile because I feel proud of myself for being able to read such a difficult book with ease, haven taught myself with the materials from the Silver pack when I was much younger.