Taming The Tiger Book Novels & Stories

I couldn't help but wonder if this was just another test of my loyalty to Matteo. Maybe he wanted to see how I would react towards Leo. Right now it didn't merely watch me from afar like it always does. Instead, it approached me, its massive form moving with an unexpected grace. Its eyes, once so intimidating, now held a certain curiosity. I felt a strange urge deep within me, an irresistible desire to reach out and touch the tiger's sleek, silver fur. I hesitated for a moment, my heart pounding, but then slowly extended my hand. To my astonishment, the tiger didn't growl or show any signs of aggression. It simply lowered its head, allowing me to stroke its fur.

I would have to take this slow and win her trust and heart one day at a time. The activity center was abuzz with guests enjoying the on-site events like Braai-making workshops, rock-climbing, guided hikes around, run the vines, e-bike adventures, and so on. I greeted them, going about my work like an automaton. Yes, I was eager to get back to the office to check Sydney’s progress. The task I gave her was impossible to complete. She had no other option left than to give up. I wanted to see her fail and give in to my demands. My c*ck throbbed, knowing what it implied. She would be mine for a month to do what I pleased with her.

Wolf shifters presented at the same age as the others. Anyway, Zane couldn't kill his own mate. The buried feelings flooded back, stronger than ever, tangled with possession and need. Since killing Asher wasn't an option anymore, he adapted. The only way to control WestCare without bloodshed was to tame Asher--to break that wild fire and reshape it into something that belonged to him. And he had...spectacularly even. So he'd be damned if he let a nosy spy like Ethan unravel years of his careful work. He was so fucking close to being announced as the heir and having Asher by his side as his mate.

When it is just the first and only time he is actually seeing who will be. His future wife. It seems that Vincent has a bigger problem to solve for he has his own heart to tame, aside from the initial goal of Taming The Playgirl.

My eyes burn with intent and desire for this girl who had provocated me after a long time. The sight of her chocolate brown eyes looking at me with lust, I knew she wanted me! Caressing the flogger I resolve, “You have instigated a bruised lion Cecelia, You may have managed to untie yourself but how far will you run? I am going to hunt you down and teach you a lesson so bad, you will never dare to mess with me again!”

A bit irritated, she looks at Sam which is a wrong decision when Sam smiles gorgeously at her which made her heart skip a beat. “A tiger? No, I want a cat.” Monique innocently replied to her father. While the servants and especially nanny Ester who had a major role in what happened last night are keeping their giggles at bay. “Well taming a tiger is quite fun especially if they turn into a cat.” Sam’s teasing and worse made Monique wonder, while Cath is speechless and defeated on the side. “I think you are overworking daddy. You are thinking of some silly things right now. A break and two will be good for you.”

my mom said, her eyes begging me to understand. I sighed and suddenly I remembered Linda’s words before I left; face your fears and slay your dragons. A mischievous smile graced my lips. I was fat and naive when Jason and his crew bullied me. Now I was sexy and London’s new heartbreaker. It was time to teach Jason Sinclair a lesson. “I’m in, daddy. Raise the funds and let me deal with Jason.” *** I walked into the expensive restaurant which has been reserved by Jason Sinclair so it was empty except for one booth where four people sat.

“I made a few mistakes…” "That's the thing, I didn't raise you to make mistakes.” Butcher snapped, slamming the book shut. "Now I wonder if the boy I raised is the same as the man before me. Or if he had become a loose end that needs trimming.” He whirled around to face me. "I don't take lightly to threats, Butcher.” I growled, taking a step towards him.

I gulped down the content and proceeded for a refill. My wolf growled. It was so loud I thought it had come out of my body. "You are being useless! What happened to the great Max? Future Alpha of the clan? Weak, sitting down there while your brothers fuck her to heaven knows where! Just like that Frank boy!" Like a flare, my rage lit up and I punched the wall, and half of the ceiling partition in my room fell to the floor. My claws were already protruding as I growled like an angry grizzly bear. I bent low to the ground, struggling to stop the transformation, but I knew I was already losing. He was winning again

I asked “What’s wrong with me? Why do I feel addicted to her? It’s been a few days and I can’t seem to shake off the feeling.” “Explain everything to me,” he said in a grave voice. I took a deep breath and told him everything I was feeling. “Why do you think this is happening to me? Do you think there’s a witch around who has cast her spell on me?” He shook his head. “I don’t feel the vibes of a witch here.” He got up and went inside to retrieve an ancient book. He opened it and showed me the relevant page. Pointing at the picture of a girl who had presented herself to an Alpha wolf, he said, “She is your mate.”