Screams Synonym Novels & Stories

Through the bond that tied my wolf to his, I sent ninety-nine screams for help. The hundredth time, he answered—distant, distracted. "Seraphine, I'm occupied. Stop whining like a needy pup." I lay in an ice crevice, our pup suffocating in my womb, while he hunted beneath the full moon with another. Five days later, I woke in a healing den. Through the wall, I heard my mate—my Alpha—speaking of me like livestock. "Keep her under until Lysandra whelps," Leon growled to the shaman. "If she learns I drained our pup for that she-wolf's marrow, I'll have your tongue. And if you fail me—I'll burn your den to ash." I touched the mating mark burning on my throat and reached for the crystal. My voice didn't tremble. "Harris. Prepare the severance scroll. I want his signature before the moon wanes." The she-wolf who loved her Alpha died in that ravine. The one who clawed out will make him howl.

"I love you, Evelyn..." "Don't you dare tell me that. Your mom fucking killed my parents. Even if she didn't want us together, why the hell did she have to kill my parents?" Tears drips down her cheeks as she stares at him with resentment. This is the same man she used to love with everything in her, the man that used to be the source of her happiness, but now all she feels for him is hatred. "I won't spare you or your mom, Jayden. Your family will pay for this pain you have caused me!" She screams as she falls to her knees and cries her eyes out. Evelyn's relationship with her boss was the craziest that ever existed, but they never knew that they'd eventually fall in love with each other, until the feelings set in and they couldn't control it. However, things went bad as the biggest obstacle in their relationship surfaces, and lives had to be sacrificed. Will this relationship last forever?

Everyone who has ever met me says no man could possibly resist me. It is because I am a natural seductress. My hourglass figure is too sensual to even hide. But my fiancé, Enzo Vitale, the Don of the Vitale family, is the exception. He dislikes my full lips and my curving hips. Not only that, he thinks my ample chest and narrow waist lack dignity and elegance. He says everything about me screams promiscuity, and that I am like a flirtatious prostitute, making me unfit to be his wife. So, he brings in the strictest etiquette mentore from Cicaro to teach me proper manners. I study diligently for an entire year, but I still fail to become the perfect wife he wants. When he once again complains that I am too seductive and improper, even going so far as to threaten to break off our engagement, I grow tired of it all. I say, "Then let's cancel our engagement."

On our sixth wedding anniversary, I felt a seam split open in my skull. Not from pain, but from truth. “Ethan, that new assistant… how does she taste?” Marcus’s thought, slick as oil. Ethan's reply slithered through my veins: "Young. Tender. Like summer berries." His lips shaped a lie. His hand shielded me from the crowd, even as his fingers pressed a blood-red cocktail into my palm. "Don't let Lena find out,"he thought, the words clear as speech. "I’d in a big trouble." Laughter swirled. Champagne clinked.their mind. Nobody knew I could hear every thought ,the ability to read minds awakened in me last night. . Nobody knew I had already known about his betrayal long ago. There were no tears, no screams I just replied “yes” to Professor Johnson’s encrypted call-the path I should have chosen six years ago. In three days, I would vanish. Not running from him. Running back to who I was at twenty—the rising star of virus research.

"𝑨 𝑮𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆" In the kingdom of evils, he was a god feared as a monster. Xavier Stone, a gangster. A name that made even devils bow. He built his empire from blood, sin, and the screams of men who thought they could defy him. A man with no mercy, only hunger for power. And yet, one woman brought that evil god to his knees. Iris Ashford... kind, yet strong when it mattered. She was everything he wasn't. When fate moved, it struck hard. Her marriage proposal landed on his table like a loaded gun. And that moment was the beginning of his possession. When Xavier Stone desired something, the world burned in ash before he let it go. Iris could face anything, but marrying a criminal was never her choice. She despised men like him, a gangster, the kind who caused pain to others without a flicker of guilt. She would've done anything to stop it, to escape the fate that chained her to his name. But destiny turned merciless, and in one twisted move, she found herself bound to the very man she swore she'd never belong to. Then began his dark devotion...

He is a werewolf and she is a wolf hunter. They fall in love and it brings nothing but war. Katarina’s plan is simple. Seduce Alpha Zane, make him fall head over heels for her, then take advantage and end his life. Everything seems to be going according to plan—until it’s not. She soon discovers that Alpha Zane has his own agenda. When they are caught up in a hot moment of irresistible passion, Katarina sees her chance to strike, but she lets her guard down. That’s when Alpha Zane seizes the opportunity as his lips move from hers to her neck. As his wolf screams “Mate,” he plunges his wolf teeth into her neck, imprinting on her and making her his, permanently. What happens when a Wolfhunter falls in love with a werewolf who vowed to destroy her entire family to avenge his mate’s death? And to make it more complicated, she turns out to be his second-chance mate. Will their love survive the war and unite them, or will their thirst for revenge tear them apart?

They say the devil wears a three-piece suit. Mine wore a ring stamped with a golden lion, the symbol of the Ricci mafia. It was on a night of fire and ashes that my life changed. My name was Alaya, and I was just a girl among many others, born in the alleys of a neighborhood where poverty poisons you from the cradle. My mother, sick, had only me... and the debts. That night, they came. They knocked on the door. Three men in black. Not a word, just an envelope, and a chilling phrase: — "Your daughter is still a virgin, isn't she? The boss pays dearly for that." I had no choice. His name was Santino Ricci. Cold. Magnetic. Dangerous. The head of one of the most powerful families in Italy. He looked at me like one looks at precious merchandise. Then he said: — "You will be my wife. No matter how you feel." And I signed my condemnation. This marriage was not a union... but a gilded cage. I learned to survive among snakes. I saw death. I saw blood. I heard the screams of girls who, like me, had been sold. But what they had not anticipated... was that the little broken virgin would eventually bite back.

They killed her on her twentieth birthday. Her own brother sold her like cattle while his best friend watched her bleed out in the woods all for the "greater good" of their failing pack. Ivory Vale died with tears in her eyes. A betrayal like no other. One year later, she was reborn with a hunger for revenge that threatens to consume what's left of her soul. *** Dangerous, devastatingly handsome, and absolutely lethal, Dante Torrino has never met a threat he couldn't eliminate until he finds a silver-haired she-wolf covered in fluid who makes his control crack. He should kill her. His family's ancient curse demands it. Every instinct screams she's dangerous. Instead, he saves her life and finds himself drawn into her web of vengeance and secrets. Because the more he learns about her death, the more he realizes her enemies might be connected to his own family's dark empire. Some betrayals run deeper than death. Some vengeance burns hotter than hellfire. And some loves are worth being reborn for.

This book is for viewers above the age of 18. It may contain explicit and violent scenes not suitable for all viewers. If you're not into dark romance you might find this disturbing. Her body hit the wall, her breath trembling as her eyes darted across my face. I knew that look — the one that screams lust. It made my mouth water instantly. “Stay back,” she gasped, her voice unsteady. But I did the opposite. As our bodies pressed together, I felt her tremble beneath me. “I just want you and that… that—” she faltered, the words dying as my hands found her hips. “That what, Mrs. Claire?” I murmured. She swallowed hard. Mrs. Claire — the woman who lets desire consume her. The woman I can’t get out of my head. --- Mrs. Claire: How did I find myself in this mess? I only wanted them to leave my family alone. But now… here I am, caught in a scandal of my own. What happens when your husband's mistress boyfriend becomes your Dom.

They say betrayal cuts deepest when it comes from the one you love. Larissa learned that the hard way. One slip of the tongue. Four deadly words. “It was an accident.” In a moment of blind trust, Larissa took the fall for a crime she didn’t commit—believing her fiancé would fix it. Instead, he turned his back on her and watched her get locked away. Now out on parole and drowning in shame, Larissa’s last chance at justice comes from the last man she should trust—his brother. Cold. Calculated. Dangerous. Everything about him screams don’t play his game. But he wants revenge just as much as she does. And he has a plan that starts with one forbidden rule: Marry me, and we ruin him together. Trusting a Patterson destroyed her once. Trusting another might cost her more than just her freedom. But this time, Larissa isn’t playing to survive—she’s playing to win. Because love is messy. Loyalty is dead. And revenge? That’s the most forbidden game of all.