Shouted Synonym Novels & Stories

Prologue “Who are you? What have you done to me? And why is my blood on your lips?” Isabella backed away, trembling. Arseñio’s eyes gleamed. “From east to west, north to south—you are mine, Isabella Young. Bound to me for eternity. The moment I bred you, you became mine. I, Arseñio Dicaprio, claim you as my mate.” --- War, sex, and killing—that’s what makes him stronger. Feared across all realms, Arseñio is more than an Alpha. He’s a cursed beast, born of a witch mother and doomed to destroy any woman he touches. Every lover dies from his supernatural strength—until her. Isabella Young is a 26-year-old soldier, forced into the military by her father, General Emilio Young. Her true dream? To become a wolf hunter. But Emilio forbade it. “No blood of mine will do something so vile,” he had shouted, slamming his fist, threatening to disown her. Out of loyalty, Isabella obeyed. She trained hard and earned her sergeant rank. But six months later, her father died of cancer. Free from duty, she resigned and pursued her forbidden dream—hunting wolves—unaware of the truth: she was one of them. Her transformation was delayed. Hidden. But it began the night she moved to Melbourne and met him—at a club, during a wild night out with friends. He saw her. She saw him. One look was all it took. They shared a night of wild passion. Then she shifted—her first transformation—and realized the terrifying truth. He wasn’t just any man. He was The Alpha Beast. And he had fed on her blood.

My family owned Belgard Estate, a historic wine property that had recently gone viral after serving as the backdrop for a series of advertisements and product livestreams. On one occasion, my butler and I could not even enter the grounds. Influencers crowded the entrance, phones raised, security overwhelmed. My fiancée apologized. "The mayor wanted to borrow the estate, dear. I couldn't tell him no," she said. "Just bear with it for a while, okay? Once the trend dies down, I'll have them all cleared out. Trust me." I trusted her. I never raised the issue again. Some time later, my grandfather prepared to celebrate his 90th birthday. I returned to the estate to retrieve our finest vintage for the occasion, only to find myself nearly crushed by a shrieking crowd packed outside the gates. I slipped away and made my way to the back entrance after someone in the crowd called me a "free-riding bum." Bewildered, I was ready to present proof of ownership when a woman shouted over the noise, "Didn't you hear? Miss LePenn has already announced that Belgard Estate has been given to Jacques Martin! I don't care how big a fan you are of him. You still have to buy a ticket to see him like the rest of us!" I stood there, stunned. Jacques? The first man I had ever allowed to use this estate for a product livestream? It belonged to him now? And since when had Sylvia become the mistress of this place? Since when did she even have a boyfriend? Enough was enough. It was time to bring these people's business with Belgard Estate to an end.

"I Allan Xavier Eugene, Alpha of Blue moon pack rejects you Erica walker as My Mate!"Allan growled. "I do not accept!" I replied calmly making sure to hide my shaking voice. "you do not accept what?" he asked raising an eyebrow which Inturn reveals his glowy red eyes . "I do not accept your rejection" I replied calmly making sure to look at him this time. "you think you have a choice in this hunh ?" he shouted as he grabbed my neck and hit my back against the wall"f you do not accept this rejection,you will regret it"he beamed. " I still won't accept it"I replied with tears rolled down my cheeks. " fine then,I will make you regret this moment over and over again until you beg me to reject you! " he growled and with that he left the room. 22 year's old Erica is an Omega who can into a blue wolf she's had two mates and lost them to rogues, after she turned 18, she and her friend were sold to a More powerful pack . she had lost all hope of finding a mate,but 4 years later she finds out that her new mate is the Alpha of her new pack ,he rejected her but she doesn't accept his rejection. Alpha Alan Eugene an hybrid cursed on his 20th birthday to never fall in love. after living for 200years,he found out that he is mated to an Omega and rejects her not only because he is cursed but, he also thought she was incapable of protecting herself . But Erica does not accept his rejection and he vows to make her accept his rejection by all means. will their story end in a tragedy or will their love bloom?.read to find out. #Luna. #death. #Love.

"Kaelen you coward!" I shouted, my voice cutting through the wind, "Come out here and face me like a man!" Soon after, his ranks began to part. "Selene, my love." He said with a small smile. "Am I safe to assume this is your oh so terrible attempt at surrender?" I gave a smile of my own. "Oh, darling no. I just wanted you to take one long look at my face. I want to have the chance to look you in the eyes when I say this: this here is the last face you're going to see before you die." With that, I turned my horse and headed behind my banners. “Prepare the lines,” I called, ready for the war to begin. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Blurb: On the night Selene was to be crowned Luna, her fated mate, the Alpha she had loved since childhood, publicly chose another. Before the entire pack, he marked a foreign princess, casting Selene aside as “unworthy.” Betrayed, humiliated and stripped of her son, Selene swore she would avenge. When a rival Alpha, Draven of the Shadowfangs, offers her his hand, Selene accepts... not for love, but for revenge. Their union is dangerous, defiant, and forbidden… yet the fire between them is undeniable. Now Selene is no longer the abandoned mate. She's a rising queen, torn between a cursed bond to the man who betrayed her and the intoxicating passion of the enemy who would burn the world for her. But war is coming. The mate bond aches, the Moon Goddess herself schemes against her, and her son is trapped in the hands of her ruthless ex. To survive, Selene must shatter destiny itself… even if it means defying gods, breaking bonds, and destroying the Alpha who once claimed her. This isn’t fate. This is war.

"Actually, I've got a much better idea." He smiled, revealing dangerous set of fangs. His eyes were already dark, and his voice had a much deadly tone. This was not the time nor the place, but I couldn't help the attraction I felt towards him in that moment. He looked so dangerous, and that was in contrast to the awkward, cringe and boring Alpha I'd always known. His hands came down to grab my waist roughly. My face was pressed up against his chest, and I could hear his steady heartbeat. My arm fell limp at my side when he suddenly brought his mouth to a sensitive spot on my neck. Something kept shouting at me to run, run as fast as I can away from this Alpha. I was never one to run away from danger, not when it's this enticing. So I indulged myself. " Alpha! What are you doing?" I heard Mark ask in a panicked voice. Aaaw! Was Big Markie scared for me?? "What the fuck are you doing?" He shouted this time. "What I should have done a long time ago." Benard replied in a gruff voice. It sent pleasurable shivers down my spine. "No." I heard Cara growl in protest, but she was no match for the Alpha. I was left in shock and agony as an excruciating sensation ran down my neck. My whole body was on fire, and hot tears ran down my tightly shut eyes. He marked me. He fucking marked me! oh shit! I'm definitely going to die of rabies. ****************************************** What happens when a huntress finds herself in a pack of hateful wolves? What more when she finds out that the Alpha thinks they're meant to be? Will she automatically submit to him? Will she make a run for it?

A year since Amber Uceien Cane’s parents separated her mom decided to have a relationship again, so they had to move into the house of her future stepdad. There she met her stepdad Mr. Van Kaur, her mom's childhood sweetheart. He was kind, handsome, rich and loved his mom very much. She supported her mom’s decision to remarry if this makes her happy. She also met his stepdad's handsome children. Her first impression of his stepdad's eldest son Harrison Kaur, was kind, smart and very handsome like his dad. On the opposite, the youngest son of his stepdad Vaz Steven Kaur, he is only her age. When he first saw her, he immediately realized that he didn't like her and that she wasn't welcome in his family. She did everything to understand and get closer to Vaz because of the request of his stepdad and mom but her animosity with him only got worse, and who is she to be notice by him? Compared to Vaz GF she is just plain girl. Since Vaz didn't seem to have a chance to be nice to her, and it was hard for him to accept her, she was happy avoiding him. Until one night everyone was asleep, he found Vaz in her room. In fear, she shouted but he kissed her. Vaz is not drunk so it's surprising. But she was even more surprised by his subsequent actions. She then thought about how angry he is with her and what she has done for it is difficult for him to accept her. Is there any hope that Vaz and Amber will get along even if it's just for their parents? How will Vaz and Amber protect their family against their greedy older brother Harrison?

“Don't test my patience. I have been very calm with you.”  “I don't want anything from you. Leave me!” Tears stung in the corner of her eyes as she endured the pain he was inflicting on her. “Nothing! I want nothing from you!”  “It is not up to you now. Is it?” “It is!” “Then you know nothing. Let me remind you of something,” he eyed her coldly. “I cannot let you flee because you don't want to stay here. I have made a promise to keep you and your brother safe. And I will.” She reared back. “No matter if you want it or not,” he was purely vicious with the words he was using. “I might scare you but they are very much formidable, vicious and willing to do to avenge whatever it takes,” he gestured to her trembling figure through his roaming eyes, “with that.”  “Never,” she shook her head. “I am not scared of your words. You are just trying to scare me with your words to make me listen to you!”  “Oh?” leaning forward, he almost shouted in her face, “I am not just trying to scare you. No. I am speaking the truth that you are willing enough to neglect!”  She shook her head violently, her thoughts pushing any logical facts away in her state. She was unwilling to listen to whatever he had to say even when somewhere she knew he was right. Just because he thought if he could use force on her, she would adhere to him? No! She was stronger than he thought she was!  “I don't belong to anyone. You don't have to take–” “You belong to me. ”WARNING: This book contains strong language, dubious situations, deception issues, manipulations, abduction and dark romance.

It all began in London when 4-year-old Claire witnessed a bigger boy getting bullied, "Hey! Let him go or I'll break your legs and give them to Mr Boo!" "Everyone, it's Claire!" One of the boys shouted and they all ran away from her. She had a standing reputation for beating up youngsters, and she was so popular among them. Claire went to the bullied boy, and instead of helping him up, she shook her head at him, "Such a crybaby. My Mr Boo is stronger than you.'' She flaunted her little teddy bear, which she called Mr Boo, in the boy's face and scoffed at him. ''Thank you." The boy appreciated. "It's okay." The boy stood up from the floor and dusted his tux pants, "What's your name?" Claire must return to find her father, so, there was no time to reply to him. She subconsciously dropped Mr Boo as she left. The boy picked up the bear from the floor, and on the teddy, he saw a raised index finger and a raised middle finger, forming a V shape. "Her name must start with a V. Veronica? Victory? Or probably Violent?" He kept on guessing what her name could be with a smile on his face. .... That marked the first time Claire met her anonymous admiral. She forgot about him, but did he? What would happen when he suddenly appeared before Claire in a totally different identity? What happened when he had grown so much that he couldn't love Claire purely, but was obsessed with her after watching her grow? How much would Claire take when she had to babysit him because she liked her men cute and shy, and he made himself a handful of those? Find out and there are a lot more to uncover....

In the late stages of her pregnancy, my wife slipped away into the mountains with her childhood sweetheart, seeking some reckless thrill under the open sky. Fate, however, had other plans. She suffered a massive hemorrhage, and the two were rushed to the hospital. As a doctor, I took one glance at her condition and instructed the nurse to prepare for the cremation. In my previous life, I had risked everything to save her. On that very operating table, she and the child inside her perished together. Her childhood sweetheart, overcome with grief and fury, rallied others to accuse me of seeking personal revenge. Their rage was relentless, and they broke my hands. "A butcher like you, without medical ethics, deserves nothing less than eternal damnation!" they shouted, their words burning like brands on my soul. Yet I distinctly remembered—the surgery had been a success. Her vital signs had stabilized. Clinging to hope, I begged my in-laws to conduct an autopsy, to uncover the truth buried beneath the accusations. Instead, they called the police, who swiftly charged me with performing surgery under the influence of alcohol. Stripped of my rights, I was thrown into prison, where suffering became my only companion. Years later, upon release, I stumbled across a sight that tore what was left of my heart to shreds—my wife, alive and well, behind the wheel of a luxury car, accompanied by her childhood sweetheart and their child, living off the fortune I had worked tirelessly to build. Their betrayal didn't end there. Coldly and methodically, they lured me into a trap, casting me into a cement mixer to erase every trace of my existence. When I next opened my eyes, time had rewound itself. I was back on that fateful day, the one when her hemorrhage began.

Love…. You could lose yourself in it or find yourself. It all depends on you. Jealousy…. It drives one to the edge of madness. It paralyzes the mind, and drains the heart, damaging the soul. It teaches you what it takes to care. That's what their relationship was made up of. His eyes made her shiver with pleasure, it took her to euphoria. That's what she felt whenever she was with him, but not every day was sunshine and rainbows. He made her cry, he made her feel pain. He taught her the real definition of love; pleasure and pain. She liked how cold and rough he could get and he liked how innocent she played. He liked teaching her new things and she liked learning from the best. They'd survive the intoxication of each other. They made it further than they thought they would on the grounds of love, jealousy and pain. "What are you looking at?” he asked looking in the direction she was looking, “So... That's your type, huh?" he whispered in her ear with his hand on her thigh, clearly pissed. Siana moved away slightly from his warm breathe blasting on her face and his hand squeezing her thigh firmly. "Everyone out now!" he shouted then a smile came bursting through it all. She was alone shaking with fear and anxiety. She knew how he'd get whenever he was displeased, she knew the kind of psycho he was. He pulled her up from the chair and pushed her up against the wall, her hands enfolded in his and her breath breaking. He looked down then back up at her with a tiring look on his face and sighed "You know you really drive me crazy." his lips hovering over hers.