That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Mate

Hermione Jones is back in town and she is not tiptoeing.She is taking down anybody that hurt her before and anybody that dares hurt her daughter,Cheryl.The Brickley's are having sleepless night.Their secrets are being dug out tainting their name but they won't go down without a fight.

Kimberly, Alpha Nathan's mate, abruptly moved from being the pack's princess to a rejected pariah. He denied her attention and refused to touch her. She was forced to have a one-night stand with a stranger the night that Nathan sent her out of his pack and as a result, she became pregnant. When Nathan found out, he vowed to kill her and the baby. Kimberly had to escape away from the Crescent pack for her protection. On the run, she stumbled into the Lycan king who protected her from her oppressors and claimed her as his mate. Once her pregnancy signs started becoming visible, she was afraid of how the King and the Lycans would take it considering the circumstances behind her baby so she faked her death and disappeared to raise her baby in privacy. What will the future hold for them since the Lycan King has his secrets and dangers hiding in his kingdom?

Blade is an omega and a promising female warrior in the Greenstone Pack, and a member of a certain group that subdues rogues and revolutionaries. She's also the personal guard of Colleen Greenstone, the eldest daughter of the Alpha and Luna. However, when Colleen was to be sent off to the crazy Alpha King, Blade was ordered to pretend to be the lady she served, and Colleen ran off with her real mate. Blade disguises herself as Colleen out of fear of upsetting the Alpha King, which could lead to the annihilation of her pack. But while on her way to the palace, they were ambushed and taken by unidentified enemies. After she wakes up, Blade doesn't take long to realize that she is now a captive. For a warrior like her, it's just a piece of cake to deal with her kidnappers. Her captor, however, is no ordinary man, but the notorious criminal and famous rogue Alpha Lorcán, her long-time target.

"I'll do anything!" she pleads, grabbing my hands. "I'll do anything. Just let him go. He made a mistake." "That's not an excuse. It was a costly mistake." "Please. I'll do anything you want. Anything at all." I let the silence hang in the air between us as I think carefully, my eyes drawn to how firm and full her tits are. "Anything, princess?" She lets go of my hands and straightens, raising her chin. I watch as she swallows nervously. "Y-Yes. Anything at all." I raise my fingers to her face, smearing my thumbs with her tears. I trail them down her strong jaw, to her throat, over the small hollow between her collarbones, the skin of her chest, stopping between her tits. I circle the spot quietly while she holds her breath, perhaps in anticipation. "Would you let me fuck you, Titania?" — Feisty, yet innocent Titania Williams is best known for being at the wrong place at the wrong time, and this time she's getting more than she bargained for. When her dear Uncle Patrick betrays one of the most powerful Mafia Lords in New York, Kristoff Stavkros, Titania is caught unexpectedly in the underworld web of crimes and deceit. To save her uncle's life, she makes Kristoff an offer. She'll be his for a month. Thirty days, he owns her body. Stupid, right? But Titania plays by the rules. But how can she come out victorious when Kristoff keeps changing the rules and is hell-bent on making her his forever?

Axel leans down, his breath brushing against my ear. At first, he bites lightly, just enough to make my breath hitch. Then, his voice slips into a whisper, “I’ll give you a warning, Hazel." He says so slowly and deeply. And then he continues, "Don’t ever raise your hand at me again. Do you understand?” I force myself to look up at him. I don’t know where the strength comes from, but I manage to say, “Or what, Axel? What are you going to do?” His eyes darken, something sharp flashing behind them. For a second, I can’t tell if I’ve shocked him, impressed him, or made him furious. ****** The Don is a strong, cold, powerful man. His voice alone makes men tremble. Ruthless. Powerful. Precise. Commanding. He thinks he can control me.....own me. But he’s wrong. I’m not one of his mistresses, not another woman he can use and discard when he’s done. he can’t contain. He might rule the Morelli empire, but he’ll never rule me.

"This is not right, Arthur. "I belong to someone else..."Lotus muttered as his touch sent thrills down her spine. She gasped as his hands ran down her thighs. "Does he outperform me?" "Don't you miss this?" he murmured, putting her hands into his panties. "Answer me" -------- Fed up with her mate's adulterous behavior,she decides to make it easier for him and give him what he always wanted,"freedom". But what will happen when her mate wants her back even though she is already married?. The drama heats up as the female lead learns the truth about her past. She is forced to choose between her spouse and her mate. Who will she choose? ******

After running away from her abusive uncle, Elora Knightlock stepped on the Royal Cavern Pack and met her cold mate, Alpha King Dominic Ackerman. At first, Dominic couldn't accept that he was mated to a mere rogue, so he made Elora's life difficult. But as the mate bond became deeper, Dominic started to develop feelings toward his rogue mate. Eventually, he found out that Elora was more than just a lowly rogue with a horrible past she was desperately running away from. The Alpha King regretted his past actions and started to chase the love of his life. But it was already too late, as Elora already lost her faith in their predestined connection. But the Alpha King was not ready to give up just yet. He was willing to chase her runaway mate to the ends of the earth. But he had to hurry before Elora's dark past caught up on her before he does.

"Words, Natalia. Use your words. Do you agree to be my pretend mistress to lure out the traitors, yes?" "Yes. Yes Vitale, I agree." ___ Natalia Popov, once the Sanguinari wolf pack's beta and future Luna, lost everything when she was caught betraying her mate and Alpha. She was banished from the pack, becoming a fugitive rogue. Five years later, her past caught up with her when her secret triplet went missing. And the key to finding them lies with the very Alpha that wanted her dead. Would Natalia risk her life for her kid's safety and seek help from Vitale? What if he found out she had been hiding his kids all along?

“Will you give me your life in exchange for your father's?” He whispered in my ears, as he traced down my face, to the skin on my neck, with the cold edge of his gun. “No… Irene, don't…,” my father begged faintly from where he lay, straining against the grip of Diego’s men. "Yes,” I blurted out, a tremor in my voice. “If that's what it takes, then… Take me!” I surrendered, closing my eyes. *** How far would you go to protect the ones you love? Would you trade your soul to the devil to save theirs? Well, I did. I, Irene Herrera, offered myself to the Mafia Devil, Diego Vargas, in exchange for my father's life. I became his captive bride. He put me through hell, yet… I refused to break. I played his game, but I made my own rules, breaking his. I challenged him at every chance, defying the Almighty Diego. He was captivated by my rebellious spirit. As we drew closer, I started to see the man behind the mask, he was hurt, lonely, and haunted by the ghost of his lost love. I was drawn to his broken heart. Soon, the lines between captor and captive blurred for us, as we lost ourselves in a flaming love affair. But what happens when I learn that my long lost sister was Diego’s ex-lover, involved in a plot to destroy him? This conspiracy arises again and Diego’s life is threatened. I face a choice to either seize this chance to escape, and leave him to die, or stay and protect the man I now love, even if it could cost me my life. Whatever choice I make, Love or survival, am I justified? What would you do if you were in my shoes?

"You have the hands of a goddess," he rasped, his blood staining my operating table. Even with three bullets in his chest, his grey eyes held nothing but command. He was Damian Volkov, the Bratva's heir, and I was the off-the-grid surgeon who just saved his life. "And you have a bill to pay," I told him, tying the final suture. His laugh was a dark, dangerous sound. "Oh, Doctor. I don't deal in cash." His hand closed around my wrist, not with force, but with the chilling certainty of ownership. "You belong to me now." He dragged me from the shadows of my clinic to his gilded cage high above the Vegas Strip. He thinks he's claimed a simple doctor. He has no idea I'm Evelyn Reed, daughter of a murdered senator, hiding secrets that could burn his entire world to the ground. He wants my submission. My skills. My body. But in this game of secrets and seduction, the most dangerous weapon isn't the gun in his hand. It's the scalpel in mine.