Silver Grass

“please"!!!!!! I scream as the last thing I can remember is the smirk on his face and hazel eyes ,I cursed as the pain spread from my chest to my head and all I saw was black. — — — Asher Sanchez, the alpha of lycans,who ruled the wolves for a decade .he is domminering , ruthless and cruel the only thing he cares about one thing POWER! Naya janvi ,a broken , strong, sensitive, fighter who has lived all her life in fear and pain and that's the only thing she knows Arlo Guthrie a selfish third generation fae heir who has everything handed on a silver platter until he met her!! «»«»«»«» What happens when they cross paths and she gives them something else to care about......... Everyone believes the fates made a huge mistake by making such pair but did it?

Kara, a fierce and independent she-wolf from silver moon pack and Ryder, a charismatic and enigmatic alpha from Pack Moonstone, unexpectedly cross paths while venturing into unclaimed territory. Drawn to each other's presence like a magnet, they embark on a clandestine friendship, defying the boundaries set by their packs. As Kara and Ryder's relationship deepens, they find themselves torn between loyalty to their respective packs and their budding affection for each other. The tension rises when the packs become aware of their connection, forcing Kara and Ryder into a dangerous game of secrecy and deception. They must find a way to navigate this treacherous path before their hidden love is exposed.

A simple omega who tries to finish her studies as quickly as possible to get away from the family and the town that hates her, she is only waiting for her 18th birthday and her transformation. Without expecting that that day would be the worst of her life, she would never meet her wolf but her rejection of hers was destined for her, bringing her to the brink of death but she is not even easy to defeat. "I Andrews Wen, Alpha leader of the Silver pack, reject Anastasia Jason as my destined and moon of the pack." My head spun and my chest hurt, my blurred vision only helped me see when Anastasia cut her omega glands, turning into a simple and vulgar human

The first born son of the Laird to the largest clan on the boarder is one of three identical triplets. But nobody really knows which one was born first! So who will rule? The king will decide. Or will he? To keep peace in the highlands and unite the boarder lands the king feels all three men must have a clan to rule. Since all three are unwed, he chooses brides for them that will result in each of the triplets having a clan to rule and a wife to create heirs with. Assuming the laird named his first son after himself, the king weds Griogair to the second daughter of the clan to the west. He and Eliana would stay on MacInnis land, uniting it through marriage with the MacDonald clan that stretched from their boarder to the west coast. He wed the remaining brothers to clans that had only women as direct heirs. Padraig to the widow Fraiser and Alasdair to the young Isobel whose father owned the land on the east coast. But the men have other ideas. This is a game the men have played since they were small. Padraig tosses a silver coin and his brother's nod, instantly swapping identities as smoothly as taking a step. Will anyone notice they have each chosen their own wife? Just as nobody knows which son was first born, few can tell them apart. Certainly not the emissary or clergy sent by the king! But when the truth comes to light, will it all unravel?

Let's get this over with." Those were the longest words I'd heard him say ever since his entrance to the room. His hoarse voice which held no sign of emotion rumbled like a distant thunder in the large sitting room that was now occupied by his mother, Jane Jordan - the heiress of Jordan Jewelleries, the dark haired judge who sat by an oak table that had been placed in the center of the room for this purpose, Mother, and I , the I-know-nothing-about-this bride dressed in a knee-length lavender gown and silver stiletto heels, nothing befitting for a bride on her big day.  ... "And do you, Ashley, take Alexander to be your lawfully wedded husband?" I sucked in a sharp breath as I closed my eyes. "I do." My fate has been sealed. Just like that, I'm married to a man I know nothing about.

I stood up without thinking twice about my next decision and moved further away. "l, Akira Lupin, reject you, Alpha Hunter of the Silver Moon pack," He growled. ****************************** Akira’s life is shattered on her 18th birthday. Her father, Lupin, an Alpha and the leader of a criminal syndicate, is assassinated, and her mother is also killed amidst the chaos in her presence. In the chaos, Akira discovers that Alpha Hunter, the man with haunting red eyes who led the operation, is her destined mate. Hunter is driven by a deep hatred—hatred for the man who murdered his first mate and the atrocities committed by the Older Alphas. Bound by ancient laws that prevent him from rejecting Akira without facing execution, Hunter forces her to pretend they are in love, shielding her from the remaining Older Alpha’s wrath. Will Akira and Hunter overcome their differences? Will their love thrive after Akira finds out about her father's atrocities and illegal businesses?

Ciara Heartfield, a 20 year old, weak omega always loved her man, Lucas. They have been together for two years, she never would've expected him to cheat on her, more so with her best friend and she didn't even feel any remorse for taking away her friend's man. Orion Stone, was the Alpha of Silver Moon Pack. After schooling abroad most years of his life, he was ready to take up the Alpha position from his father. Accidentally having a one night stand with Ciara after she was set up, he arranged a contract marriage for her to sign till her was sure he got this alpha position from his father. But he started to realize despite her being weak and fragile, he was drawn to her, but an alpha like him couldn't have a weak omega as a mate. How long would he be able to resist her? And with danger and dark forces lurking around, would they be able to fight for their love? And what about his brother who also had eyes for her? And her who still had eyes for her ex boyfriend?

"Rhianna!! Rhianna!!" Gregory called her name but she wasn't responding. The woman he loved, but had shown no love to, was slowly dying in his hands. She was trying to save him from getting killed, but now she got hit by a powerful wolf Gregory Rufus an Alpha, the son to king Rufus the most powerful and richest of all werewolf, was forcefully married to Rhianna, his highschool friend. He had never showed her love, and now when he was slowly loving her, he was losing her. Rhianna Zereous the first daughter of King Zereous, and a silver wolf princess was sold by her father to be the wife of her best friend, and because of that she turned to be the enemy of her best friend, who never showed her love until death. How did she die? Will she survive or will she die? Will she ever know what it is to be loved before she dies?

Layla is an orphan raised by the Alpha and Luna of the Silver Lake pack, once she learns that her parents were killed by the Alpha of the Black Water pack, Layla swears revenge. Trained her whole life by her foster father, Layla is sent undercover as a slave to the Black Water Alpha in order to get close enough to assassinate him. But what happens when the man you swore to kill is nothing like you imagined? And what happens when your sworn enemy is also your fated mate and one true love? Can Layla remain true to avenging her parent's deaths? Or will she give in to her heart?

Sometimes God gave you what you want, sometimes you were born a werewolf rather than some pathetic little human, sometimes you got a chance to become a Human queen and rule both species… And, just like that, sometimes life fucked you up by letting you meet your mate whom you're supposed to reject, sometimes things get even more fucked up when your mate turns out to be a priest, the person who raised you, and sometimes your fucked up mind decided to seduce him. No, the fucked up things didn't stop yet, sometimes that person who always treated you like a child, the person who was not even supposed to touch any woman, responds to your innocent kiss by eating up your wet filthy hole as if his life depended on it as if the world is ending, and he will never get to eat again, and the thing between your thighs seems like the sweetest dessert to him. And finally, sometimes, you forget all the rules, you forget what is right and what is wrong when your miserable heart dares to yearn for someone you weren't even supposed to dream about, a saint. ••• " Remove your clothes, Freya.", he ordered in a low husky voice. But I didn't move...couldn't move as I watched him. His big body leaned over a bundle of dry grass, tight black shirt covered his hard chest, two buttons open, showing his pale white skin, his belt...now opened, slack just down enough for his dick to pop out, thick veiny shaft, wrapped under his slender fingers, its head, red as if his dick was angry. And when I looked up at his face, I couldn't believe he was the same man who raised me!