The Cruelest Month

Blackmailed with her mother's health, her stepdad forced her to marry the cruelest Alpha even selling her beforehand. Desperate to save her dying mom, she doesn't revolt.        “ You only have two years. A year to get pregnant and a year to look after my kids, after that you leave like they were never yours,” Alpha Xander stated coldly as she walked into his mansion.        “ Rule number one, do not catch feelings. I don't want to have to deal with someone that's emotionally attached,” Amanda was convinced she could handle his rules until the contract was over but she wasn't prepared for what would happen next - a feeling of mate bond and who could blame her? Not after their multiple steamy encounters. Forced to protect herself and her unborn children she flees from Alpha Xander causing resentment and misunderstanding but as the years run by, they can only suppress their bond and love for each other for just a little while.

This book contains graphic violence, explicit sexual content, scenes of coercion and assault, and intense emotional trauma. It is not for the faint-hearted. If you are sensitive to dark, disturbing, or triggering content, please proceed with care. This is a tale of obsession, survival, and forbidden craving, unfiltered, and haunting. Reader discretion is not just advised, it’s essential. *** He bought her to break her. But she just might be the one to break him. Sold to the cruelest Alpha in the land, Valentina is nothing more than an Omega, broken,owned. Ryker wants revenge. Her parents took his sister’s life, and now he’s taking hers, piece by piece. Every punishment is fueled by his pain. Every glance hides a fury and something far more dangerous: desire. But Valentina isn't the girl he expected. And Ryker isn’t the monster he pretends to be. As secrets unravel and past sins resurface, Valentina must decide if freedom is worth the cost or if the chains she wants to escape are the very ones tying her to a love she was never meant to find.

Margareth was shocked after she found out that her chosen mate, Xavier, flirted with his mistress at their party. However when she confronted him, Xavier refused to admit it! He also didn't want to reject Margareth as his mate. Frustrated and hurt, Margareth didn't know what to do until Alpha Bastian, the renowned and intimidating leader of the Red Iris Pack, stepped in. He proposed a bet: if Xavier's mistress was pregnant within a month, Xavier would be forced to reject Margareth as his mate. The stakes were high, but Margareth, desperate to escape the humiliation, agreed. Even though, she need her pack to join Bastian's!

When Nathan comes to pick me up on the day of the wedding, he loses his footing and falls down a flight of stairs that's several feet high. He's not badly injured, but he bumps his head on the steps and ends up with jumbled memories. He mistakenly thinks that I am his first love, who had once hurt him. He reacts violently whenever he sees me. At this time, I found out that I am pregnant. The doctor says that the good news might be able to awaken his memories partially. I rush off to find him, holding the medical report. However, I accidentally overhear the conversation between him and his friends. "Nate is always full of ideas. Now he's even claiming that his memories are jumbled up! As long as you don't get bored, Olivia will never be able to force you to get married." "Don't spout nonsense. I do love Liv, and she's the only one that I'll ever love. I'll just have fun for half a month more before I settle down and get married." "Half a month? That isn't even enough time to flirt with all the female models at the club. Can you really be satisfied with that?" Nathan's expression turns cold as he snaps, "I'm not an irresponsible jerk. Liv and I have been together for so many years. "I'm definitely going to marry her. Call someone now! I want the one from yesterday with a tiny waist and a big bottom. It excites me to look at her!" Trembling, I tear up the notice from the hospital and turn to leave.

By the time I woke up, I saw the most horrific scene happening like a movie right in my very own eyes. My stepsister was already exchanging vows with Louis. For how long was I unconscious? My tears knew no limit, as they flowed freely like a river. Zara thought she had found love, and was about to experience the happiest day of her life. But, her love story was over before it even began, when her stepsister, Hailey sets her up with a stranger and marries Zara's Fiance. A month later, Zara discovers she is pregnant with this stranger. Will she ever find love again, and the father of her unborn child?

The day I get engaged, my brother brings home a woman who's my age. He says she's his actual sister and accuses me of stealing her life for the past 20 years. Even my fiancé says she's his rightful wife. I'm kicked out of home. Meanwhile, my brother and fiancé take the true heiress traveling. They even give her the villa they had prepared for me. Half a month later, they suddenly remember it's my birthday. To their dismay, they find that they can't see me anymore—I've joined a secret ten-year project organized by the nation. They're supposed to be happy, but they now regret everything.

The day my boyfriend got back together with his first love was the day I boarded the flight to Imperia. "Queenie was just a fling," said my boyfriend. "I'll never see her again. We'll be together forever." His friends were worried about my ruining his heartfelt confession, but I would not. Not this time. Before I went to Imperia, I promised my mentor I would join medical research, and I was half a month away from total communication cutoff. I would have to stay around for ten years for the research. I would not be allowed to contact anyone in the meantime. And thus, my ties to my soon-to-be ex were broken.

My twin sister, wanting to be with her thug boyfriend, secretly planned to apply for a junior college. When I could not talk her out of it, I told our parents and managed to stop her. However, just a month into the new semester, her thug boyfriend cheated on her. She left a suicide note, blaming it all on the long distance between them. She wrote that if she had gone to that junior college, her boyfriend would never have cheated. Grief‑stricken, my parents turned all their rage on me. "You wretched girl, this is all your fault for meddling! What business was it of yours which school your sister went to? Even if she didn't go to college, we could still support her. We didn't need your big mouth!" "If it weren't for your spiteful tongue, your sister wouldn't be dead!" "We were cursed to have a vicious, unfilial daughter like you!" They locked me in her room, ordering me to repent. Then they took her ashes on a trip, saying they wanted her to see the beautiful mountains and rivers she never got to visit in life. A month later, they returned from their travels to find me long dead, starved to a withered husk in front of my sister's photo. Their eyes held no grief, no guilt, only a faint, scornful curl of the lips. In their eyes, my death was nothing more than justice served. My broken soul saw their icy expressions, and despairing tears burned my eyes. Then my sister's familiar voice rang out again: "What business is it of yours which school I go to? You're just jealous that I have a boyfriend, aren't you?"

He had once sworn I was his fated Luna, the Omega he cherished above all. However, just a month shy of our bonding, he decided to repay a life-saving grace by fathering a child with his old flame. To add insult to injury, he swiped the herbal research I was on the cusp of unveiling. He claimed he was trapped, obligated to both sides. I, however, was done with him. I cut ties, called off our Bonding Ceremony, and set off for the Northwood tundra to lose myself in my research. Two years on, he pleaded for my return, professing I was his one true love. However, by then, I was renowned far and wide, and he was nothing to me.

They told me mates were rare. That the Moon Goddess chose one wolf, one bond, one fate. So why do four Alphas claim me as theirs? I was just a girl trying to survive, Until the night the pack war dragged me into the shadows and into the arms of the most dangerous men alive. Four Alphas. Four rulers. Four enemies… bound by the same curse. Their hunger is forbidden, their love is dangerous, my scent driving them mad and their need for me may be the death of them. I should run. I should fear them. But when their eyes burn into me, when their touch sets my skin on fire, I realize the cruelest truth of all, I am not fated to one Alpha. I am fated to all of them, Even when my wolf is different, rare, Dangerous, Feared and hungry for dominance and blood, sometimes even turning on the very Alphas sworn to protect me. But They were fated to love me, meant to protect me But destiny doesn’t come without blood. And the war for my heart might destroy us all.