The Prince And Me

PART 1: ANA AND AMBROSE Analyn is a human in a world full of werewolves. Her family is one of the last remaining holdouts to their violent takeover, but all she wants to do is live in peace away from the fierce beasts. But her father has other plans. Using her as a pawn in the name of peace, he arranges for her to marry the notorious future Alpha of the Lightbridge Shadows, only the strongest pack in North America. Despite his young age, Ambrose has built the reputation of a ruthless and ferocious wolf who showed no mercy. He doesn't want anything to do with Ana because he finds humans weak and useless. But his father had other plans for Ambrose's future as the Alpha. Now she has to pretend to be the perfect happily wedded wife on the outside while she's married to Ambrose, who hated her on sight. But Analyn isn't one to just meekly follow the rules, and she's determined to push all of his buttons. PART 2 and 3: Bonus stories.

In my previous life, I saved a fallen dragon prince on the day my sister and I were to choose our mates. In gratitude, he took me back to his clan and made me his concubine. A year later, I birthed a golden egg, producing a dragon heir. Overjoyed, the prince crowned me Dragon Queen on his Ascension Day, revered by all clans. Meanwhile, my sister wed a burly beastman, only to become his least favored concubine. Consumed with jealousy, she pushed me off a cliff during a ritual, ending my life. When I opened my eyes again, I saw my sister rushing toward the prince's hiding place, her intentions clear from our past life. I realized she had been reborn, too. But she didn't know that while saving the prince was simple, bearing his heir was a trial beyond measure.

The year I graduated from high school, my dad brought home a woman and a child with a rose on my mom's birthday. When the child offered my mom the rose, my mom gladly accepted it, only to end her life after spending her 39th birthday. … When I got married, I told my husband, Alistair Yates, that a rose was enough to end our marriage if he wanted a divorce. Then, he tried to reassure me that our house would not have anything related to roses. … Five years later, during one of the Yates Group's tender, one of our partners had a rose pinned to her chest. When he saw this, Alistair immediately kicked her out of the company and blacklisted her. That day, I realized that marriage could actually be blissful. Yet, six months after that, I completed my new drug research. The entire corridor was full of roses when I came out of the lab. The person who had been kicked out of the company? She was standing beside Alistair with a bright smile. I looked at him coldly, but he casually said, "Maria prepared all these for you. She's your sister and she wants to make amends with you." It took me two seconds to stare at Alistair before I turned to leave. What sister? I never had one. And from today, I no longer need a husband.

In his bid for perpetual life, the first Don of the Bryant family annihilates the witch clan and violently takes possession of their most sacred relic. In the moments before her death, the head of the witch clan places a curse on every descendant of the Bryant family. Every descendant will suffer a sudden mutation at the age of 23, where their bodies would be covered in thick, black hair, and fangs would sprout from their mouths, turning them into monsters. They can only lift the curse if they marry a descendant of the witches. Ella Crawford—my sister—and I are the last remaining descendants of the witch clan in the human realm. In my past life, Oliver's lottery selection fell on the attractive Ella. I was aware that Ella lacked the power to lift the curse, so I secretly swapped the lots, and Oliver ended up married to me. In the end, during our wedding night, Ella set herself alight, proclaiming that she had lost her eternal love and didn't want to face life without him. As a result, Mom and Dad drove me out. Oliver, however, took me in and showered me with affection. It wasn't long before I conceived his child, and he successfully survived his 23rd birthday. Yet, barely a day later, Oliver pushed me into the fire pit. I pleaded with tears streaming down my face, "I freed you from the curse and am currently carrying your baby, Oliver, so please don't treat me like this!" Oliver merely responded with a malicious grin as he tossed the torch aside. "If it weren't for your interference, Ella would have lifted the curse for me! I would have been able to spend the rest of my life with her, Cynthia!" In the end, I was completely consumed by the flames. I suddenly open my eyes and find myself returning to the day Oliver chooses his bride by lot. I immediately snap the tampered lot, as I'm eager to find out how Ella will save Oliver without any witch powers in this life.

From being rejected by a pack Alpha, to getting claimed by his cousin, the crowned Prince! The last thing six-times rejected Alina expected after journeying to form an Alliance by marriage was to get abducted after being rejected again. Fate wasn’t done fucking with her yet because she comes across her fated mate– a powerful alpha prince, who surprisingly accepted her unlike her past mates. An unwanted freak. A powerful prince who might even be cursed. A forbidden match. But what is Alina supposed to do when her mate refused to reject her and made her into his mistress? While also being engaged to a high class princess at that. Just how is Alina gonna survive in this whirlwind of a story. Find out!

On my fifteenth birthday, I begged my mom to teach me how to make a cream cake from scratch. We only had cream at home. No flour. So we went out to buy some. When we came back, we didn't walk into a birthday surprise. We walked in on my father pressing a strange she-wolf down onto the dining table. Cream was smeared all over her bare body. That night ended with my parents signing the Mating Dissolution Agreement. From that day on, cake became my nightmare, a taboo I could never touch. The night I mated with Alpha Kaelen of the Shadow Pack, amidst the pain and pleasure of his marking bite, I whispered in his ear. "Honey, if you ever want to end our mating, just bring me a cake." He frowned, his eyes burning with possessiveness, and kissed the words away. "Don't talk nonsense, Seraphina. You are my fated mate. How could I ever let you go?" Later, on his birthday, his intern secretary Elena ordered a three-tier luxury cake. Kaelen went into a rage, throwing both the cake and the intern out the front door. Back then, I was moved, even telling him not to be so harsh on a low-ranking wolf for my sake. But six months later, Elena had been promoted to Kaelen's personal assistant. On my birthday, she walked into my laboratory, swinging her hips, holding a burnt, homemade cake. I called Kaelen, asking him to remove the provocative item. On the other end of the line,his tone was casual. "Elena put her heart into making that for you. It would be cruel to throw it away. Be a good girl, don't be so sensitive. Have the grace of a Luna." The phone slipped from my hand. It turned out my mother wasn't wrong. Cake really is best served with a side of rejection papers.

“Shut up! You’re just a nanny!” When Alpha Damon’s first love, Princess Celeste, arrived, Omega Lena’s world collapsed. She spent every day caring for her Mate Damon and their son Noah, only to face coldness and cruelty. They dismissed her as “useless,” never recognizing her sacrifices. Watching Noah call Celeste “mom” while Damon did nothing broke her completely. Determined to chase her own dreams, Lena left—and discovered she possessed a healing power reserved for royal wolves. She started a new life, while her Alpha Mate and son, full of regret, begged her to return.

I promised his dying father I'd forgive him 1,000 times Celestine Valancourt kept that promise for three years, enduring Kier Thornwell's cruelty, his family's contempt, and the humiliation of being the "nobody" wife of a billionaire. She hid her identity as the true heiress to the Valancourt Empire, waiting for the man his father believed he could become. Promise 1,000 came on the worst night of her life. Pregnant and hopeful, she overheard Kier with his mistress, who was also pregnant. The woman he actually loved. The family he really wanted. Celestine signed the divorce papers, terminated her pregnancy, and disappeared. She returned home to accept the arranged marriage she once fled to Lysander Ashcroft who is now the richest man on Earth. And he doesn't care that she's 6 years older than him, or divorced, or broken. He only cares that she's finally his. Lysander is everything Kier wasn't: possessive in the right ways, protective to the point of worship. With him, Celestine discovers what it means to be truly cherished. But when Kier discovers the truth, that his ex-wife is the most powerful woman in the world, that she'd been pregnant with his child and chose to erase him completely, he realizes he's lost everything. Now he'll do anything to get her back. But Lysander Ashcroft doesn't share. And Celestine? She's done being anyone's second choice. “You are mine, Celestine and not a possession or a trophy. You're mine to protect, mine to cherish, mine to keep and I, Lysander, will never let you forget what it feels like to be loved the way you deserve.”

Shenna Rein Reyes lived for many years thinking that her husband, Ice Prince Farthon is dead... but everything changed when Antonio Kartel appeared in her life... a poor farmer who looked like her husband a lot.

I was out for a long time. My eyes could not adjust easily and I felt a lot of pain throughout my whole body. I didn't know what was happening but surely I was somewhere in the dark. "That's ok, now sleep. Tomorrow you will feel better," someone woman voice said. Then I heard another male voice saying, "what has gotten into you? Now we are in deep shit." I couldn't listen to the conversation any longer as I have lost conciousness again. I groaned in agony as I felt myself waking again. I opened my eyes slowly but I could only see blurred. I noticed I had better sense of smell and I could hear better too. What's going on?I could hear a conversation that was outside the room I was locked in. "Please, do not tell anyone. It must have been the haze. It felt stronger then usual this time and I couldn't hold myself any longer. He was way too hot and I felt an unusual feeling like I was out of control." That was definitely Mei, but whom was she talking to? Also, what the hell is she? I couldn't forget last night's images. Fangs, shadows, and, blue eyes glowing at me, no, but then the second time they looked Red. Yes. I remember that. I was not going crazy.