Saiki K Fanfiction

The story starts when Queshia found out about her husband, Maverick's, affair with a lady named, Claire, who he met before he got deployed to an exotic island located at the east, which resulted to a child to get dismay. She then struggles fixing their relationship and trying to trust him again for the sake of their marriage, all while she hides the tryst with the other woman from both hers and Maverick’s families, where she also struggles conceiving a baby due to having PCOS. She then recalls where they both started, and all the red flags she should have noticed before marrying Maverick.

From crazily chasing behind her crush, who rejected her, she found herself falling for her contracted husband, who was arrogant.   "Am I not looking attractive?" Abby asked, pulling his face closer to her by the collar.   "A lot!" Steven mumbled.   "What about my attitude? Is it bothering you?" update time : Every Friday GMT - 3:00 p.m. IST- 8:30 p.m.   "No!" Steven said. Actually, it did at first.   "Will you oppose if I say I want to get pleasured by you?"   Steven shocked. His heartbeat, which had been throbbed all the while, now stopped for a second.   Abby is now seeking his touch, but when she has no choice but to choose him as her contract husband, she soulfully hates his arrogance.   Just jump into the story to know how she falls for him despite having personal hate towards him and also how his arrogance turned into softness for her.

Forced to hide because of an ability I never asked for. Would I ever live a normal life? Stop hiding? But everything changed when I was forced to run from everything I've ever known. Now in a new pack, could I some how live freely? Maybe, with the support of my new Alpha and Beta. One is my calm, and one is my storm.

I fought with my husband, Alessio, the Don of the Moretti family, over the mistress who'd given him twin sons. The next day, he stormed into my bedroom and put a gun to my head. "Did you take my sons?! You vicious bitch!" While I was still in shock, he ordered his men to lock my eight-year-old daughter, Lucia, in the icehouse for three whole days of "training." He gave me an ultimatum: Lucia would stay there until I brought him his sons. Lucia froze to death in that icehouse. I returned with her death certificate in my hand, my heart a hollow stone in my chest, only to find him moving his mistress and their sons into the home we once shared. He was cheerful, dismissing the whole thing as a misunderstanding. He even had the audacity to tell me to go get Lucia to meet her "new little brothers." I just stared, tears tracking paths down my face, the life inside me extinguished. It wasn't until that thin piece of paper—the death certificate—fluttered to the floor that the color drained from Alessio's face. He finally realized Lucia was gone. Killed by his own blind, cruel pride.

"Do I scare you Jane ?" He suddenly asked after watching me like an eagle stalks his prey. I couldn't dare look him in the eye. I could only lower my gaze and fiddle with my fingers. He hummed again, a sound so pleasing to my ears, "tell me what you've heard about me." I immediately looked up, blinking at me, thrown off balance to see the amusement in his eyes. Was he being serious right now? "Cat got your tongue, little one?" He tilted a brow at me and I found myself blushing under the intensity of his gaze. "You're a monster." I squeaked, waiting for him to grow enraged and send me to the land of the dead. Jane Miller was sold to the cold, ruthless Lycan King to give him an heir. Would she survive the sinister plans of his arranged mate?

My fated mate, Alpha Cullen, fell for the lies of his first love, Donna, and planned to kill me. But in a twist of fate, we were ambushed by rogues and died together. But with his last breath, he whispered another woman's name: Donna. In that moment, I knew the truth—it had always been her, his real love. When the Moon Goddess gave me a second chance, I was reborn on the day I first met him. One look at the hatred in his eyes, and I knew: he had been reborn, too. So before he could speak, I rejected him in front of the entire pack. Years later, when we met again, he sneered that I was nothing more than a pathetic rogue who tinkered with flowers. But he didn't know I had found a new mate: Orton, the Alpha of Alphas. It wasn't until our son ran to me, wrapping his little arms around my leg and crying, "Mommy!" that Cullen's façade finally shattered. He grabbed my arm, his voice cracking as he begged, "This can't be happening! I'm your fated mate! You still love me… right, Juliet?"

Her life knew no purpose until she met him; Her Alpha. Her redemption. Aria was born into poverty. She lives like a normal human, unaware of the existence of werewolves or the supernatural world. Abandoned by an ex-lover, Aria hopes never to fall in love. Her father’s constant gambling habit puts her family in debt to a notorious loan shark and they must find a way to pay up within a short period. Only a miracle can save them. When an arrogant Hayden Slade comes into her life with an offer to bear a child for him, it feels too good to be true. But just maybe, he could be the miracle she prayed for. As the alpha of one of the largest werewolf packs, Alpha Hayden Slade has accomplished almost everything he wants for his pack, but not without a price. For a cursed Alpha counting the days to his death, his greatest challenge is providing an heir for his pack before his demise. But what could be worse than the curse of untimely death? Being mated to a weak Half-blood that has no idea of her identity. A weakling that can never be his Luna. He offers her a deal to bear him an heir, not wanting any form of attachment to a half-human, half-wolf. Catching feelings isn’t a part of the deal, but what happens when he finds out that only she holds the power to break his curse? What happens when Aria discovers the real reason behind his offer and her place in the transaction? With an obsessed ex desperate to become his Luna, and a psychotic enemy who wants to overthrow the Alpha, will their bond stand the test of time? Or will Aria desert her mate when he needs her the most?

I gave everything to save my fated mate, Alpha Austen. I even lost our pups. Twice. But he gave all the credit to his adoptive sister, Seraphina. He called me weak. Useless. He always chose her tears over my scars. He even stood by as her poison shattered my wolf spirit. As I lay dying, I watched him hold my killer and whisper, “I know it wasn’t your fault. This was her fate.” Then I opened my eyes. And I was back. Back before it all went wrong. This time, I’m done explaining. Done sacrificing. Right in front of him, I disguised a potion that would sever our mate bond as a "blessing elixir" and held it to his lips. “My love,” I said, “drink this. It’ll help you comfort your poor little sister.” He drank it without a second thought. In thirty days, under the Blood Moon, our mate bond will be severed for good. But only when I was truly gone did he finally regret it. He knelt before me, again and again, calling himself my fated mate. Begging me to take him back.

Compromises were meant to be made. Sacrifices were expected to be given. It was all nothing but the consequences of her own decision; a decision she would begin to regret soon. She was asked to give up on her dreams, but she refused to listen to them. Instead of putting a stop to her ambitions, she chose to pursue them. Ayla chose to fight against all odds which aimed at bringing her down. Meanwhile, she tried her best to make a home out of the unfamiliar place she was thrown into. But who knew that the circumstances would only make her build walls around herself, shutting everyone out, including her own husband. On the other hand, Claude only watched as his wife grew distant. For him, their marriage was nothing but an arrangement carried out under the orders of their elders. What he failed to realize was that she would find a way to creep into his heart, squeezing in between through the cracks. But will it be too late for him to realize the fact that he had indeed fallen for his stubborn wife? What lengths will he be willing to go to mend their relationship? Moreover, will Ayla even allow him to succeed? Join the couple on their journey as they both find their own ways to make their contractual marriage work.

J'étais le chef Bêta d'Alpha Damien. Pendant six ans, j'ai été sa partenaire au lit et sa seconde. Lorsqu'il a annoncé notre cérémonie d'accouplement, toute la meute a fêté l'événement. Mon rêve était enfin à portée de main. Mais ensuite, à l'extérieur de sa salle des trophées privée, je l'ai entendu se vanter de ses « essais de Luna ». Et comme ça, j'ai appris la vérité. Je n'étais pas sa seule et unique, j'étais l'une des trente candidates. Il avait passé un mois avec chacune d'entre nous, évaluant nos corps, notre soumission, nos performances. Mon score ? Plus bas que celui d'un Oméga, plus bas que celui de Lilou. « Baiser Lilou était incroyable ! » s'est-il vanté. « J'avais du mal à m'en détacher. Puis j'ai regardé Élise, si raide, si contrôlée, et je me suis juste... ennuyé. » La glace a inondé mes veines. Mon corps s'est figé. Six ans de dévotion, d'innombrables nuits passées dans ses draps, tout cela ne valait pas plus qu'un frisson bon marché et une louve qui savait s'agenouiller. Mon chagrin d'amour s'est transformé en glace. J'ai envoyé un message à un Alpha qui m'avait désirée il y a longtemps. « Adrian, tu as dit un jour que ton offre d'accouplement était permanente. Est-elle toujours valable ? Damien et moi nous sommes fini maintenant. »