she was mine

Once our high school years were finished, every werewolf was granted three years to wander before being called back to the pack. As the Alpha's daughter, I had even more responsibilities than the other pack members. That's why I left home after my mother's passing, and crossed paths with my supposed soulmate, a human who had no idea about werewolves. He broke my heart in the worst way possible, or did he? Could he simply be trying to keep us apart?

The biggest dream of every werewolf is meeting their mate. The incredible scent, the surreal sparks that lit up on every touch, the amazing firework feel on every kiss, the contented feeling while in the arms of their mate, the pride of wearing their mark and bearing their pup and above all the bliss of showering each other with unconditional love. Life of every werewolf is a blissful fantasy story.But every theory has few exceptions right? Obviously yes! This story revolves around such an exceptional she-wolf who had a strong reason to despise the idea of MATES. She wants to live like independent humans. She never wanted a random man showing up in her life out of nowhere in the name of ‘Mate’ and dragging her out of what she built all her life. Her idea of a life partner filled with love, not with mate bond. She has her goal and she wanted to fulfil it in her own way without any compromises. But that doesn’t stop the mighty Moon God to bless her with an irresistible mate.Learning from our past mistakes is a good thing. But all the decisions out of such learning need not be correct!Some mistakes will make us happy. Some mistakes lead us to the thing which we have been dying to get.Will she commit the mistake that could fulfil her wishes or will she stick to her decisions to write the pages of her own life which has more mysteries than she could ever imagine? Give a try to my book and join her life journey :)

*You want me to fuck you, i know you do* PRETEND YOU MINE. "I'm not your girl, Ethan." I snapped instantly. "You were during that kiss, Brynne." Eyes flickering, he read me, and then he inhaled. I was a damp mess between my legs, and I wondered if he could smell me. "You smell so good... and fucking sexy." Sweet Jesus! His thumb rubbed over my collarbone where his hand still rested on my neck. And I did absolutely nothing to stop him. I was enjoying the view too much. I'd tousled his hair from the mauling with my hands. He still looked gorgeous and probably did even when he crawled out of bed in the mornings. Bed. Was there a bed in our immediate future? It would take next to nothing on my part to get this man into bed. I didn't have to be a genius to know he wanted sex. The real question here was did I want it? "Ethan." I pushed against the wall of steel that was his body and got nowhere. "Why are you doing this? Why are you acting this way to me?" "Don't know. I can't stay away and I'm not acting. I tried to leave you alone but I can't do it." He feathered his other hand over my hair and down until it was resting on the other side of my neck. "I don't want to stay away from you." He rubbed slow erotic circles with his thumbs meeting at the middle of my throat. "You want me too, Brynne, I know you do."

Note: This isn't incest. *** "You are playing with fire, doll," he warned, eyes dark and dangerous. "A very deadly fire." I looked at the chains on the bed again and pictured them clamped on my wrists, my tits and pussy in full display... Maybe deadly will do for now... *. *. *. *.* Harbouring feelings for someone older than me seems deadly especially when the said person is my uncle. Despite knowing this, the thirst for a drop from his hot-as-hell river of sexiness can't be quenched. Fantasies turned into cravings which in turn spurred the implementation of my devious plans to get him all to myself. Will this blood barrier push him away from acknowledging this mutual feeling of lust, or will his fuel be poured on my burning coals?

Jeje dan Wiwi sepasang suami istri yang awal pernikahan mereka adalah sebuah perjodohan. Wiwi sudah mengajukan gugatan cerai karena perasaan bersalah kepada seorang wanita yang sudah seperti kakak kandung untuk dia, wanita bernama Laras. Laras adalah kekasih dari masa lalu dari Jeje, sang suami. Belum lagi Jeje adalah seorang pria kaya raya pun seorang penerus. Antara Jeje dan Wiwi pun mermiliki hubungan yang baik. Wiwi sudah menjadi yatim piatu dan sebatang kara sejak usia 12 tahun. Jeje sudah menganggap Wiwi seperti adik sendiri. Namun, mereka masuk dalam ikatan pernikahan. Wiwi, yang sempt kehilangan memori masa lalu, tiba-tiba saja mengingat kembali sebagian dari memori yang hilang. Laras yang memahami rasa bersalah itu, menjelaskan dengan baik. Mengatakan kalau semua tidak sama dengan apa yang dia pikirkan. Akankah Wiwi dapat menerima semua peristiwa dalam hidupnya? Follow Instagram @alend1100

Intertwined stories examine the complexities of the one emotion that connects us all: love.Among the characters explosed are Dray the owner of a firm who happens to be her neighbor who falls in love with a receptionist Lucinda who never believed in love her entire life but falls in love with him unexpected.

Warning- Mature Audiences only!. -Strong sexual content. - rated language. Original work. Description: "Get up!." He commanded. His voice was stern and his cold blue eyes pierced into my skin. I didn't look fazed by his intimidating demeanor. "You muckerfucker blood-sucking demon." I cussed, biting down my lower lip to hinder myself from not raining more curses at him. He smirked. He glided across the room until he stood in front of me, I looked right into his eyes as he lowered down to my level. His hand gripped my chin up, his blue eyes looking deep into mine. "You won't end well if you continue to speak to me like that," I smirked. "I am not afraid of you!" He smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. "And you're afraid of death, I am death." My jaw dropped. He knows where to get me. He let go of me seeing my frightened look and looking satisfied. "But you didn't have to kill that girl for my sake. She did nothing." "Someone's going to cover up for you." He turned around and went to sit on my bed. "But I didn't kill him. There was nothing to cover up for." "Oh, dear." He said and lit his joint up. "He died." I froze. I killed someone too. I've stained my hands with blood. "Don't look too surprised and all that stunned. That's one thing you'll learn how to do and face. You've got to learn how to kill." *** Vanora Campbell's mom died leaving her with her uncaring father, she blamed her father for killing her mother and lived so carelessly thereafter. Her life turned upside down when her dad sold her to the Italian mafia boss, Zavi Covillie.

"Don't KILL me! I'm pregnant! I'm carrying your baby!" I cried, begging my husband, Alpha Daniel, in the hope of evoking his mercy. A year ago, I, Cynthia, rejected my true mate, the Lycan King, and chose to marry my true love, the rogue Daniel, not thinking I would end up in such a miserable situation. "Kill her NOW! " growled Jenny, my adopted Omega sister. What happened next looks pretty absurd, but it's true. Daniel killed me, but I was reborn and turned back to a year ago when I was not yet married to Daniel. The Moon Goddess gave me a chance to start over to change the miserable fate of my previous life. At this time, Jenny was still a well-disguised bitch. "Fxck off! Get away from me!"I slapped Jenny in disgust. In this life, I'll kick all the bastards out of my pack! I will marry the Lycan king and become the most dazzling Queen. But what if the king wants to reject me as revenge? ----- "If I become your husband, I won't be satisfied with just one kiss. " The Lycan King said in a low voice. "I see. "I unbuttoned my chest as The Lycan King watched. My white breasts gradually revealed. They were full and rounded, of the purest color and sexiest allure. I blocked my two rosebud-like nipples with my arm. "Put your arm down. " The Lycan King ordered. I hesitated, then covered his hand on my breast. The Lycan King's hand subconsciously closed, and I couldn't help but groan. "Please enjoy my body, your majesty. " ***** New book -- 9 Mates!Possess Their Mute Slave

Jennifer Oxford - A girl who has lost both of her parents in a car accident and now has nothing but a sister who blames her for their parents' deaths; as a result, she is living in an apartment with her best friend without her so-called sister; Jennifer is unknowingly beautiful and kind, yet feisty when she wants to be. William Vernanda - CEO of one of New York's largest corporations; a total cold person with a stone heart. He's pompous and has forgotten how to laugh or even smile. What will happen when these two persons become acquainted? *** William being slapped at his first meeting with Jennifer, but why? Just what happened when these two diametrically opposite poles collided and ended up in such a result? Do you want to know? Then you are extremely welcome...

Max, Ryan, Sam and Hannah are back in the anticipated sequel to Forever Yours. Please read the first book first as it is the direct sequel. The boys have grown up, with each of them having a company of their own. Samantha and Hannah had just completed their studies and are searching for jobs. Sam played Hannah and made her get a job in the company she never wanted to work in: and she couldn’t get out just because of the contract she signed. And you are right. It was Ryan’s company. She was freaking out. She was mad at Sam, she hated Ryan, she couldn’t believe anything but that was the truth. So she had to face it.