Stomach Growled Novels & Stories

They sent me into the snow to die a sickly omega with a heat-soaked scent and poison on my skin. I was nothing to my pack but a sacrifice to the monster they feared most. The rogue alpha should have killed me. Instead, he inhaled my scent and went still. “Mine,” he growled and I felt the bond slam into place like a cage I never asked for. I was his fated mate, bound to the most dangerous wolf alive. And my pack’s executioners were already closing in. But when my scent later calls to a second alpha—and a third—the world we know begins to burn. I’m no longer the weak omega they threw away. I’m the nexus of a multi-mate bond that could shatter the pack order forever. The question is: will my mates destroy each other for me… or will we forge a new world from the blood of the old?

One night of desire at my best friend’s wedding and One man I couldn’t forget. I had expected him to be my best friend who I had a crush on for years but now, staring at the stranger in my bed made me realize how I had messed up things badly. With every heartbeat, every glance, pulls me closer to a want I shouldn’t have. “Fuck, Tim… I want to ruin every thought you have about me.” He growled, a small smile making its way to my lips as I unbuckled his belt. I tug the waistband of his pants down. “Ruin me..” I said as his junior springs free from his boxers standing proud, staring at me like it just couldn’t wait for the next action. And I couldn’t either.

" You are the wrong surrogate!" He said hiding the fact that she was his mate. " You are the one who impregnated me! How could you say that?" She growled, disappointed at the Alpha who stood with no regrets. " This is two years of marriage contract. Sign it. And I will give you everything you want to have!" Aurora Bliss, after being cheated by her boyfriend, was captured by the step-uncle of her ex-lover who informed her that she was the wrong surrogate mother with his child. However, she never knew that this Man was her mate. Without informing her about the mate bonding, the Alpha offered her a two-year marriage contract. She would give birth to his child and raise the child for a year and she would be free. However, she never knew behind the papers of contract, he was aiming to win her heart, making sure, his nephew regret for hurting his mate.

Now I'm going to bend you over and fuck you.” “Right now.. Hard.. And I'm not pulling out until I'm satisfied.” He didn't give her a second to think. He spun her around, her ass up, leg spread, pussy soaked waiting. “Fuck” He growled behind her, one hand grabbing her hip, the other spreading her legs wider. “Look at this pussy.. Begging to be ruined.” She was rejected by the mate she loved… and now she’s his brother’s pawn. Kaelen Veyr, cursed and feared, buys Sylvara “Syl” Rynne… not for love, but to make his step-brother angry. She’s stubborn, fiery, and refuses to be tamed…but every clash with him sparks a dangerous desire neither can deny. A game of revenge. A storm of lust. And a fire that could destroy them both.

Riya Rolfe thinks that stories about werewolves and Lycans are just old wives tales so she gets a huge and unexpected shocker when she wakes up as a werewolf and finds herself in a world where werewolves like her are the property of Lycans to do with as they wish and she has to compete for the affections of the Lycan Prince. “What are you wearing?” He said, drawing so close that the smell of cedarwood and the sea filled my senses as he fingered the necklace which’s pendant disappeared into the hollow between my breasts while I struggled to pretend like I was not moved by his actions. “It was a gift.” I said straightening up and staring brazenly into his eyes which glowed dangerously and he growled and snapped the necklace off my neck in one fluid move. “You belong to me, only I can adorn you with jewelry and my touch.”

“You wear my mark,” the Alpha King growled, fingers tightening around Nyra’s wrist as the bond flared painfully between them. “But you are not my mate.” Across the hall, the woman beside his throne smiled, her borrowed bite glowing faintly against her skin, while Nyra’s shadow burned beneath her clothes, answering a call no lie could silence. Nyra Vale was cast out as a wolfless omega, betrayed by her lover, erased by her pack, and condemned for a mark she never meant to wear. But the bite on her shoulder belongs to Rhaegon Ashmoor, the Alpha King who claimed her in darkness… and was deceived into crowning another. As a false Luna ascends the throne, the real mate awakens something ancient and forbidden within Nyra, an inheritance powerful enough to shatter kingdoms and drive an Alpha mad with hunger. A stolen mark. A hollow bond. And a mate who refuses to kneel.

My stepdaughter, Alana Greenwood, brought me some abortion medicine on her Coming-of-Age Ceremony. Everyone around knew of her little "prank", but none came to stop her. Even my husband just stood and watched. I smiled bitterly as I took the medicine and drank it in one go. I immediately felt the pain in my lower abdomen. My head began to spin, but I could still hear the harsh tone in Alana’s voice. "Well, did you think you could replace my mother after giving birth to your child? Let me tell you this, Dad agreed to marry you back then because I was young and was in need of a free nanny! If you dare think about replacing my mother, you will be kicked out of the Greenwood family!" I covered my stomach and took a deep breath. "There's no need for the trouble. You're an adult now and I've completed my task. I'll leave... tomorrow."

A homecoming banquet was organized for my wealthy boyfriend’s first love. At the banquet, he forced me to drink an entire glass of Whisky, even though I was pregnant, just to make his first love happy. My abdomen was in excruciating pain, and blood was seeping through my white dress. He kissed his first love in front of me as his friends cheered him on. As I was losing consciousness, I heard a cold remark. “Ignore her. She’s just a mistress. She won’t be able to live without me.” When I woke up in the hospital, I caressed my flat stomach and wanted to send him a photo of the medical report detailing my miscarriage. However, I realized that his profile picture had been changed to a photo of his first love’s side profile. He even blocked me again. However, this time, I did not beg him as I had in the past. Instead, I booked a flight ticket to leave the country.

Susie Chance always claimed to value fairness above all else. Because of that, she ordered a specially designed chip implanted into my body. Whenever her childhood sweetheart suffered bouts of stomach cancer, all his suffering would be transferred onto me. On the day he underwent tumor-removal surgery, I collapsed in agony in the hospital corridor. Meanwhile, Susie gently comforted him in the ward. “So? It didn’t hurt at all, right?” Later, she said she wanted to hold a wedding with her childhood sweetheart, so he could experience being a groom as well. “Even though the one marrying me is Mark, the one I’ll register with in the future will still be you. I told you… I’ve always treated you both equally.” I said nothing, simply returning the wedding ring she had once placed in my hands. However, when the wedding march finally began to play, I boarded a one-way flight far away.

“I’m not signing these divorce papers, Liam,” she said, her voice trembling. “I’m not asking, Alaria. I’m telling you.” With cold finality, Alpha Liam Blackthorne cast aside his wife for another woman—his mistress, Claire. But when Alaria’s trembling hand fell to her stomach, she chose silence over truth. One signature, and everything changed. Divorced, broken, and cast out of the pack, Alaria disappears, taking with her the secret that could shatter his empire. “I’ll raise you alone, little wolf,” she whispers to her unborn child. “And I’ll make sure you never become like him.” But fate has other plans. Years later, when rogue wolves threaten her and her child, the only one with the power to save them is the very man who betrayed her, Alpha Liam. Will the truth about their child bring them back together, or drive them further apart?