Satori Tendō Novels & Stories

The Falcon Ridge Series Book 2 Six months after the battle with Torrents army, Caledons Security Unit decided to open a training camp for young adults from all the Alliance packs. Sarah Reynolds: I live in Black Lake. A tiny town that sits on the southern border of Falcon Ridge. After the Dragons attacked, my parents became worried they would attack again so they signed us up for the Caledon Boot Camp. I'm what you consider a problem child. I tend to get into trouble a lot. I don't want to go to this stupid camp and I'll make them wish they never laid eyes on me. Jayson Duke: I joined the Unit four years ago. I worked hard to get to where I am. Operations Leader was my dream job. That is until they gave it to River Blake. Now I'm told I have to go to Caledon to train their recruits. These aren't soldiers, they're kids. I don't train kids. I'm already angry that I have to be here, but it's made worse when I find out the Terror of Black Lake is here. Here to make my job hell. She's been all kinds of trouble for my pack in Black Lake and I'll be damned if she thinks she can make trouble for me here.

“Tyler Brooke, do you take Miss Becky Smith as your lawfully wedded wife?” “Yes, I do” I replied so firmly with a smile on my face. “And do you, Miss Becky Smith, do you take Tyler Brooke, as your lawfully wedded husband?” One minute, two, and some more minutes passed as she looked around. I wasn’t worried because i knew she had no choice, this wedding had to happen or she would lose everything. Becky's father asked her to get married to their gardener — a gardener she hired by herself to tend to the garden in her father's mansion. Of course, you wouldn't expect a classy woman like her, who has eyes for wealthy men, to accept a classless gardener as her husband, especially when she already has a fiancé. But what happens when her father uses her love for money against her by taking all her assets, putting her in a tight spot and leaving her with only one choice — to marry the poor gardener. What happens when she realizes that this poor gardener had a secret that could either make or destroy her marriage to him? She hates him, but he isn't ready to let her go. Will they be able to stand the test of time, or will they be overwhelmed by the dangers that lurked at every turn they took?

Carol: Life was never a bed of roses. At least for me. Abandoned at birth by both parents, and made to go through too many foster homes, I had to put in twice the amount of effort of my peers. Both in education, and in my career. I love children, and I've aspired to land a very good job as a social worker who cares for kids for as long as I can remember. When New York's most eligible bachelor and billionaire Evans Armstrong propositions me to become a nanny for his nephew, I'm speechless. Out of every options he had available, he choose me. And his nephew is the sweetest boy I've ever encountered. Maybe, just maybe I can achieve my dreams after all. Evans: Life was never the same ever since my sister Serena died, leaving me with her son Brandon. Each day that passes, I strive to be a better man, and provide for Brandon everything he needs. He's a smart kid, and he deserves the best. Which is why I go out of my way in searching for a suitable nanny to tend to him, since my efforts can only go so far. When I see Carolina for the first time, she's striking. And her polite demeanor has a ripple effect on young Brandon. I know immediately that she's the right one for him. She would make a wonderful nanny. And perhaps, a wonderful wife.

"I, Matthew Sainthood, rejected you, Emerald Green, as my fated mate," he said without remorse. His eyes were cold and brutal. There was no hint of regret or any other emotion in it. I bit my bottom lips, suppressing myself from crying. My heart was breaking into million pieces. Being rejected by your fated mate is the worst torture any she-wolves could have. But what choice do I have when he didn't even give me option but to agreed. I gathered the last bit of strength left in me and meet his lethal stare. "I accepted your rejection." My wolf whimpered in pain and before he could see my tears fell, I turned my back on him—for good. ——— Emerald Thraia Green went back in Red Moon after years of being away from her family. Mateless at 23, she dedicated her life in the hospital tending patient. However, her peaceful life was ruined after meeting the Alpha's brother, Matthew Sainthood, which happened to be her mate. Just when she thought she had finally find her happy ever after—nightmares takes place. Being rejected by your fated mate is one thing; seeing him claim another woman is another. What will Emerald do to tend her broken heart? Is it revenge or escape?

"I’m a good girl—until I got drunk in Vegas and married a panties-flaming-hot Irishman. Oops. I’ve always lived my life by the rules. Unlike my two sisters, I’m the good one. The responsible one. Going outside my comfort zone is when I wear red lipstick before five PM. That comfort zone of mine? It’s smashed to smithereens on a wild night in Las Vegas when I met—and married—Liam Gallagher. After one shot of tequila, then two, then too many to count, a good girl’s rules tend to disappear. And so do her panties, and her bra, and various other articles of clothing when she’s with an Irishman who knows his way around a woman’s body. Now my husband wants us to stay married. For six months. He says it’ll be worth my while. Considering our chemistry underneath the sheets, I can’t say that he’s wrong. Liam isn’t safe, though. Liam definitely isn’t comfortable. He’s like the male equivalent of wearing red lipstick in the daytime all wrapped up in an irresistible, dangerous package. Yet this stubborn Irishman isn’t about to let me go, drunken Princess Bride-themed Vegas wedding or no. Now I have to decide if I’m brave enough to break the rules for love."

She waited patiently just as a predator would its prey … very carefully. For so long, it seemed the chance would never come. It seemed her almighty prey would never stumble into a carefully woven trap but soon he did. *** Aurelia Isolde Draxmere. The Alpha King of the West, Alaric Leontius Valerian III, returned from battle severally wounded, he needed a caregiver. And I, the veiled one, the wolfless slave as I was called, was chosen to tend to him. But what they don’t know is that I carry a secret which was a sinister plan and that was … His downfall. I was ready to serve out my bloody revenge plan, determined to ruin him… Until… The Moon Goddess played her cruel and homourless joke … He is my fated mate. Yet, Fated or not, THE ALPHA KING IS GOING DOWN. *** Alpha King Alaric Leontius Valerian III I have heard and seen the pull, the fire and the impossible bond of fated mates … deep down I long for it but such were never meant for me. The ways I knew were that of war and blood… good things, they say are never meant for the wicked… Until I opened my eyes and met a storm … Grey orbs, sharp and fierce yet impossibly soft, pierced through me and soothed me at at the same time. I don’t know what this thundering feeling inside my chest is, but I can’t stop staring into those beautiful, mesmerizing eyes even if it would wreck me, soul, spirit and body.

I'm an unloved daughter in the family. For me, being beaten and scolded has become a habit, being treated unfairly is no longer a strange thing. When I was eighteen, my twin sister pushed me into bed with a strange man. Five years later, because of her, I was once again traded. "If you want your son back, you have to marry him." With that one quote from my father, I had to replace my twin sister to marry a man I had never met, Marcus Johansen, a billionaire, and CEO of Citus, who was rumored to be unapproachable and tend to be violent. For the sake of my son, I accept. I thought my life would go dark again as the day of the wedding approached. But the unexpected happened, the man who was supposed to be difficult nearby suddenly looked at me affectionately, gently kissed me on the lips, and smiled sweetly. "Found you, from now on, you're my wife" ---- A cold and thoughtful girl with a traumatic past and a sly, humorous, self-loving man who hides behind an arrogant shell. Let's see what happens in their love life. Ernesta: He is my brother-in-law and also my son's father. How can I handle this mess? What should I do now? Marcus: It doesn't matter who she is, I just know she's my wife and the mother of my children. That's enough. Now don't bother me, I have to go coax my wife.

Warning: Smut! Smut!! Smut!!! Rated 18. Captured by an Alpha Daddy for Christmas contains possessive alpha behavior, forced proximity, age-gap romance, plus-size heroine, daddy-dom dynamics, jealousy, obsessive protectiveness, power imbalance, and holiday-season intimacy. Not suitable for readers under 18. ~~~ Dumped a week before Christmas, Annabelle “Belle” Evans forfeits her plan to spend Christmas with her narcissistic boyfriend in New York, and agrees to travel back home to Big Bear Lake with her perfect model sister and her nerdy brother-in-law. But a funny Christmas wish has other plans for her. When their car breaks down in the middle of nowhere, Belle wanders off for help and finds herself cornered by a wolf in the snowy woods. Just when she thinks she’s about to be torn to pieces, a massive stranger appears—tall, broad, and sinfully hot, his eyes glowing amber in the moonlight. He saves her life… and then claims her as his. He takes her to his secluded cabin deep in the woods, refusing to let her leave until she’s “healed.” But the way his hands linger on her skin, the way he looks at her curves like she’s a meal he needs to taste, Belle starts to realize the wound he really wants to tend to is the one between her thighs. He’s dangerous. He’s dominant. He’s sexy. He’s everything she wished for when she jokingly wrote to Santa for a “hot werewolf boyfriend.” Now she’s trapped in his arms, a prisoner to his touch, his heat, his growl, and the wild, wicked love burning between them might just make this her best Christmas ever.

"This is wrong, we have a deal" I breathed hard as Ezekiel's breathed fanned my neck. "I know you want me Cherie" he nibles at my neck. "We shouldn't be doing this" I muttered. My voice came out throaty. "I can smell your excitement, " "Give in. I want to fill you with my essence" I gasped when he suddenly pulled me on the bed ***** Alessia was cursed when she was just in her mother's womb. A vile witch had cursed Alpha and his future heir as the Alpha has refused to be with her and did not give into her seduction. Despite losing all the three mates, Alessia's heart never left hope. That is until she meets, Alpha Ezekiel. Alpha Ezekiel Lockhart is a broken hearted Alpha who lost his mate within finding her in the first six months after he turned eighteen. His parents thought that perhaps he will have a second chance mate who will help their cold hearted son. But that was not as easy as it seems. Alpha Ezekiel's mate turns out to be none other than Alessia Romano who is cursed. Her mate's tend to die mysterious after the mating is completed. But that won't be the case for Alpha Ezekiel. So, when Alessia finds out about Alpha Ezekiel being her mate, she was not only shocked but also happy because things seems to be working her way. She thought perhaps she have finally found that one mate who wants to be with her genuinely. But things take a drastic turn when Alpha Ezekiel offers her a contract. A cold bloody contract. It is never heard of in the werewolf world.

The elders in the family are big on good omens, insisting we pick a nice date for the wedding for good luck. But after a fortune teller proposes nine potential wedding dates, Edward Colton turns every single one down. It's the tenth time now. Edward shakes his head yet again. I gaze at his handsome face and blurt out, "I think this date is perfect." Edward is busy scrolling through messages in his group chat, not even bothering to glance up at me. "This date won't work. Jolene and the others just mentioned they want to go to Hallibay for vacation. Turn down your mom's suggestion." I curl my fingers tight. His eyes remain fixed on his phone screen, as if he has endless conversations to tend to. I call his name abruptly, "Edward Colton." He lets out a distracted hum in response. "This is the tenth suggestion. It's perfect. I don't want to miss this date. I'm getting married on this day." He finally spares me a glance, studying me intently for a few seconds before letting out a soft chuckle. "I won't even be around on that day. Who are you going to marry?" He then brushes me off dismissively. "Alright. Stop throwing a fit. Tell your mom to pick another date. None of the dates she picked are good." I smile faintly. After suggesting ten supposedly lucky dates, Edward thinks none are good. So, I decide not to push him further. I lower my head and reply to my mom, "This date is good. We'll hold the wedding on this day."