Skull Dog

𝐹𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑦, 𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒, 𝑝𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛. Azzurra Amalia Romano, an omega, bites more than she can chew when she gets herself entangled with someone she should never have messed with, by taking what doesn't belong to her but the devil. Alpha Adriano Rion Giordano was a devil in human form, a ruthless Italian werewolf mafia boss whom people tremble at the mention of his name. A man with no interest in redemption, a face like that of a Greek god but a temper like that of a raging fire, who was only driven by two things, money and power. Merciless to those standing in his way and wouldn't hesitate to put a bullet through their skull to prove a point or rip them to shreds. He doesn't give second chances and he just became Azzurra's worst nightmare. It all became painfully clear when it dawned on her that there was no way out of the Alpha's clutches. A messy entanglement that disrupted her already chaotic life, tossing her into a web of a dangerous attraction that came hand in hand with obsession, lies, revenge, heart-wrenching betrayals and death. And maybe, just maybe, the devil has feelings too, an emotion which comes with pain, making the hardest sacrifices, all at a very costly price

He was magnificent in her eyes before. The way he strides down the stairs which such power and authority, the way he carried himself with such elegance and dignity, the way those eyes scanned the area while it shone vividly like the bright morning sun. He was her god, before. Now that she was given this chance to redeem herself, to save herself before disaster strikes once again in the Empire. She will waste no time freeing herself from the clutches of this man. The Crown Prince. She bowed her head as soon as he descended and everyone in the ballroom, including herself, greeted the prince. "Welcome back, Your Highness!" 'Yes, welcome back indeed.' - - Amerielise Lovette was nothing more than a social butterfly. She was well-known for her appearance that sends men into an abyss of admiration and longing for her. She was so beautiful that she was described as the flower in the cliff when the sun sets. However, no matter the effort many men put to make her notice them, she only has her eyes on one man. It is her childhood friend, the Crown Prince. She loved the crown prince and was loyal to the royal family. She was like a dog willing to abide every wish he whispers, kissing the ground he walked on, blindly following him. She was naive to the dark intentions that the prince has in stored for her. In his eyes, she was just another pawn. She died. She was given a second life, a life where she vowed to do the right thing and not be the dog that she once was. She stepped away from her fate. The moment that she did, things go south and that is how she ended up in the Crown Prince's clutches again.

I die in the corridor of the private hospital my husband established after being forced to give my heart to his true love. Before my death, my six-year-old son tearfully begs him to save me thrice. The first time, he holds my husband's hand and says I'm coughing up blood. My husband sneers. "Looks like she's learned tricks—she knows how to teach children to lie now." Then, he has his bodyguards kick my son out of the ward. The second time, my son grabs his sleeve and says I'm in so much pain that I'm incoherent. My husband frowns. "It's just a heart transplant. The doctor said she won't die." The bodyguards step forward and drag my son out of the ward again. The third time, my son grovels at my husband's feet and grabs his pants, sobbing and saying that I'm already unconscious. My husband is infuriated. He grabs my son by the neck and throws him out of the ward. "I told you Nadia won't die! I'll throw her and you out of the hospital if you come here and disturb Ruby's rest again!" My son gives his most previous item—a guardian angel pendant—to a nurse to save me. The nurse accepts it and arranges for me to be admitted to the last available ward in the hospital. However, Ruby Sharpe has someone stand before it with her pet dog. She says, "Sorry, kiddo. Your father's worried I'll be bored without my dog, so this ward has been set aside for my dog to stay in."

River Williams or “Dog Servant” as her packmates call her, wanted nothing but to find her mate in the Mating Ceremony. She believed that her mate will accept her despite her status in the pack—an omega and slave. And then she found out that Alpha Erik, the son of the alpha of Haverstone Pack was her destined mate. However, when Alpha Erik found she was his mate, he rejected her. Hurt, River looked for another dashing alpha and asked her to mark her in exchange for anything. Unknown to her, it was none other than the alpha king of the Lycan kingdom namely King Maxxwell who was known to be ruthless and cold. Will River continue with her plan? Or not?

My best friend and I married the Luther brothers. I married the older brother, a legendary specialist in childbirth. My best friend, Autumn, married the younger brother, the CEO of a pharmaceutical company. On my birthday, my husband’s crush, Kirsty, scared me into early labor by sending me the carcass of a rotten, dead cat. Autumn rushed me to the emergency room. The doctors had their hands tied as I went into premature labor with a case of amniotic fluid embolism. With the last of my strength, I turned to my husband for help. Instead, I was berated. “So I missed your birthday. Do you have to make a big deal out of it? Why are you lying to me? Kirsty’s pet dog is having puppies. I need to help with the birth, so stop getting in the way!” Later, Autumn took charge and operated on me. I managed to pull through, while my baby was rushed to the ICU. Autumn tearfully called her husband, pleading for the specific medication produced by his company. “Kirsty’s dog is struggling in labor. I’m making a nutritious meal for it. You sure are good friends with Bella to take turns stirring up a fuss. Don’t you have anything better to do than act out in jealousy?” In the end, I lost my child. My heart shattered into pieces. “I want a divorce, Autumn.” “I’m with you! The cheating bastards don’t deserve wives.” We filed for divorce, and the brothers panicked.

[*Reverse Harem*] Growing up at her uncle's place, Anila was strictly controlled by all the outdated values in the small town. The worst thing was her uncle trying anything he could to stop her from leaving. But one day, a hot stranger Xaden appeared and handed Anila an offer from a university on the mysterious "Were-land". On the plane there, Xaden surprisingly revealed his true identity as a werewolf and introduced himself as Anila's "fated mate". Before Anila could process all the crazy news, she realized Xaden wasn't her only mate..... ---“Now, welcome to Zelds’ university, the best magic school available in all of Wereland.”Jet engines whir, the door sealing me inside as my eyes bulge out of my head in shock.Witch professor? Magic School?---Then I felt it, all over my flesh, that undeniable connection, the same one I felt when I first met Xaden.My eyes gravitated down the hall, knowing where to look in an unfamiliar place, butterflies left the confines of my stomach and fluttered in my skull, when my breath holds in my lungs, I have found them.That’s right. Them.

What else could Bella Kiretti possibly want? She had the perfect billionaire husband, the cars, houses,vacations and even the most beautiful children. Everything was given to her on a golden plate. But so everybody thought. With her husband always on business trios and her children now in College, Bella is left home alone most of the time. Everything was automatically running for her…wake up, eat, scroll through social media, walk the dog and sleep. Until there was a knock on the door; her twenty year old Nephew,Jack is in town and he wants a place to stay. “You have grown, and matured.” He was no longer the boy she carried when he was young, he was taller, bigger and his dick was just the perfect size.

Atzi lived a pretty peaceful life and loved it very much, but there was something that troubled Atzi constantly. Atzi only felt something that was like a hole inside her. Many nights, she had a mysterious dream of a tall and handsome man being at her side but his face was unknown to her. She soon was convinced to go traveling once again to find her missing piece. Motus was a well known Alpha of the Silent Moon Clan. Motus grew up with his siblings. Being the youngest Motus got more attention. His brothers devised a plan to ruin any chance of Motus becoming an Alpha. They were forced to challenge Motus on the Announcement Day; and ended up in a sibling division, an unfair curse, and hatred spread between them. Going home, Atzi hears a commotion coming from the nearby treeline. Her curious nature led her to an injured husky dog. she takes the dog in and decides to keep him as her pet after being unsuccessful in finding his owners, unaware of who she really has in her hands. Over the course of a few weeks, she treats the husky like any other dog: Motus feels instant humiliation and plans to leave. He at times senses a weak power inside her. On a nightly walk, Motus catches the scent of something all too familiar to him; Thinking they are coming from him, he slips away. He soon realizes it's not him they are after..but Atzi. He suddenly had a strong pull towards this female that is very rare. He rushes back to see her body glowing. He now knows she's who he's been searching for. As for Atzi, her empty feeling starts to feel more filled the longer she's around. Could this be who she was missing?

For another girl, Lex Hamilton—my fiancé of several years—dumped me in the middle of nowhere and left me to fend for myself. Three years later, he showed up with her to bring me back. "It's been three years," he said. "Even a dog would've learned its lesson by now. I did this for your own good. If you don't fix that attitude of yours, don't expect to ever become my wife." They thought I'd crumble. They thought I'd beg, cling to him, and unload all the pain and humiliation I'd carried for the past three years. Instead, I smiled. "Sorry, Mr. Hamilton. I'm already married."

As I fought a stray dog for a loaf of moldy bread, distinguished guests arrived at the orphanage. They'd come to find the long-lost heir of a wealthy family. After confirming their choice, they donated $100 million to the orphanage and handed out chocolates to every child. My mouth watered as I reached for a box, but glowing messages flashed before my eyes. [Lawrence, show your locket! They're here to bring you home!] [Don't let that impostor steal your birthright. It's yours!] They revealed the truth: the elegant couple were my biological parents, and the poised girl beside them was my fiancée. Yet I clutched my chocolate and ran, aware of their true purpose: they'd come here just for the fake heir. Even if I revealed my locket, they'd not pay me any attention.