The Wonder Weeks Ebook Novels & Stories

They called me wolf less. Weak. Worthless. In the Bloodstone Pack, that’s as good as a death sentence—except mine has been slow, drawn out in whispers, cold stares, and the sharp edges of my family’s contempt. My mate, the one the Moon Goddess chose for me, humiliated me in front of the entire pack before turning his back. So I did what no one expected. I left. One reckless night in a bar far from home, I met a stranger with eyes like winter storms. I should have walked away, but pain has a way of making you reckless—and desire has a way of making you forget. By morning, I was gone, certain I’d never see him again. But fate is cruel and relentless. The stranger was no ordinary wolf—he was the Lycan King, and I was his mate. Now he’s hunting me, not just for the bond that ties us, but for something more… because something woke inside me that night. My wolf. My power. And possibly, our child. The world I ran from is nothing compared to the enemies closing in now—family who’d rather see me broken, a sister who thrives on my misery, and a rival king who would burn kingdoms to claim what’s his. The closer Jake gets, the more I wonder if the greatest danger I face isn’t the people hunting me… but the darkness I’ve carried all along.

EROTICA ROMANCE. RATED 18+. "Oh my God!" I moan. "Mmm. Your ass is so fucking tight, baby," he says to me. He starts thrusting in and out of me harder and faster. I throw my head back and moan louder. The sounds of our skin slapping together and our moans fill his little office. I wonder if maybe people can hear us. It's so fucking hot and I can feel myself getting closer again when he pulls out. I look back at him and he's grinning. He's fucking with me. He puts his cock up to my pussy and thrusts inside of me. Then he pulls out and does it again. I feel him stick a finger inside of my asshole. "Mmm," I'm loving this. Every damn second is pure ecstasy. I find that I already want to come again. He's fingering my asshole and fucking my pussy and the feelings mixed are amazing. I reach around in front of me and begin to rub my clit. "Are you gonna come again baby?" he asks. "Yes," I moan and rub myself faster. He starts fucking me harder and deeper, thrusting into me with all of his power. We're moving the desk and either he hasn't noticed or he just doesn't care.

Since I was running late to pick up my son, Kyrie Stone, from school, I did not have time to change out of my work clothes from the construction site inspection. Right at the preschool entrance, I ran into one of his classmates' parents. The man, Adam O'Neil, looked me up and down and asked, "You're Kyrie Stone's father, right?" I nodded politely, about to introduce myself. However, he suddenly scowled and snapped, "No wonder he acts so poorly behaved at school. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree!" I frowned immediately. "What nonsense are you talking about?" He scoffed, getting even more aggressive. "Nonsense? Kyrie shows up to school wearing weird clothes and brings all these ridiculous toys. It's distracting my daughter, Sarah, so much that her grades are slipping." I was speechless, wondering how Sarah O'Neil's declining grades were Kyrie's fault. When I stayed silent, Adam got even bolder. "Just look at those dusty clothes you're wearing. Do you even have the money to send Kyrie to an elite preschool like this, or are you just some laborer trying to keep up appearances?" I thought Adam was insane. After all, Kyrie was attending our family-owned preschool. How was that trying to keep up appearances?

Dawn has loved her best friend Damian for as long as she can remember. She held him through every heartbreak, kept every secret, and built her entire world around a boy who never once looked at her the way she looked at him. So when he chooses her worst enemy over her, Dawn is left with nothing — no best friend, no safe place, and a broken heart with nowhere to go. The last person she expects to step in is Killian Larsen. Damian's older brother. Hockey's golden boy. A man who has never pretended to be a good brother and isn't about to start now. But Killian wants something, and he has decided Dawn is the only one who can give it to him. He has a proposition. Dawn knows better than to say yes. Killian is dangerous in ways Damian never was. Cold and sharp-edged, with dark eyes and a reputation that should send her running. He is nothing like the boy she wasted years on, and everything about him says this is a bad idea. She says yes anyway. Because his offer is impossible to refuse, and his reasons are harder to ignore than she expected. And somewhere between the danger and the way he says her name, like he has been saving it, Dawn starts to wonder if she has been loving the wrong Larsen brother all along.

"Where is he?" He asked as he titled his head and glared down at me. His scar on the eye made him look even more horrifying. I wonder how many scars he has on that face of his which he hides. I was terrified but I tried my best to stay calm and composed because his mere presence makes me want to run away and hide somewhere where he can never find me but I fail to hide and not only I risked my life but his too. "He...is not w-with me." I said and he raised his right eyebrow where the scar stood proudly. "Really, hazelnut?" He asked as he caressed my cheek with his pointed knife, knocking my soul out for a fraction of a second. *** Sebastian Martinez a 27 years old, cold, stern and brooding leader of a gang named 'the scars'. He hides his face from the world but his eyes are enough to send people down hill. The scar on his eye defines his ruthless acts. Not a killer but enough to traumatize you. But is he only a gangster or something far more dangerous than that? Aurora James is a girl who stays in her own life as a writer but also has a small boutique. Her life is normal and she has lots of dreams to achieve but her past keeps haunting her down. What will happen when fate will bond these two in the most unexpected way?

Dante Santoro is a ruthless Mafia lord, feared and revered in equal measure. His empire stretches far and wide, and his control is absolute. But behind his cold, commanding exterior lies a man who will stop at nothing to protect what is his. Ethan John, an undercover agent and former doctor, has been assigned to infiltrate Dante's inner circle. Posing as Dante's personal physician, Ethan’s mission is simple: gather intel and bring down the Mafia kingpin before his criminal empire can expand further. But as the weeks pass, Ethan is torn between duty and desire. The cold, calculating mob boss he was sent to destroy begins to pull at his heart in ways he never anticipated. As passion ignites between them, Ethan finds himself in a perilous game of lies, deception, and betrayal. With the government breathing down his neck and Dante's trust tightening like a noose, Ethan must decide where his true loyalties lie, before it’s too late. Can love bloom in the most dangerous of places? Or will the Mafia lord’s grip be too strong to escape?

He laid me on the sheets, climbed over me, caged me with his arms. "Last chance to run," he said, voice low. "I need the money," I whispered, feeling so tiny in his arms."You're soaking," he muttered. "Virgin or not, your pussy wants this. "I moaned, looking away, couldn’t help it, "Eyes on me, sweetheart," he pushed his tip in slowly. "Fuck," he groaned. "So tight." He fucked me like he was claiming something. "Come for me," he whispered in my ears, moving faster. "Damien," I cried out his name as I came. "That's it," he growled. After a long minute he pulled out slowly. "One night," he said again, almost like a reminder... Weeks later, I walked through the quiet hall of my school. A massive portrait stared back at me, Damien Blackwood the Principal Benefactor and Owner of Columbia University. Same man who’d just taken my virginity for money. My stomach dropped. "Oh fuck... what have I done?"

After her husband's repeated cheatings, Sienna chose to live according to her rules. She stumbled upon a club where she had a one night stand with a call boy. weeks later, she discovered that she was pregnant, a souvenir from a night she barely remembers. At the official coronation of the Lycan king, Sienna found the King familiar but immediately brushed it off, there was no way she would know someone of such a stature. However, just when she thought, it couldn't get worse, She was approached by the Lycan King who offered to dance with her. Sienna was about to refuse but was stunned to hear the King say, "I was your call boy when you needed me to be, so won't you be my dance partner today?" Will she tell him about her pregnancy and what will be the outcome? What happens when Noah decides to put up a fight to win back his wife? What will Sienna do when it is revealed that Noah and King Kael weren't just acquaintances as she thought but they were estranged brothers? In the quest to win back Sienna's heart who will she choose?

"The only reason I haven't divorced you yet is because you still have my child inside of you, Alexa." > Jordan. Alexa's lips trembled and tears gathered in her eyes as she looked at her beloved husband in disbelief. "W-what?" * Three years of marriage with him was a big joke! He never saw her as his wife, he only saw her as a surrogate. * After getting her heart broken by the man she loved so dearly and almost giving up to the fate of a drastic coma after suffering a miscarriage (that led to her divorce), Alexander McKanne resolved to start a new life elsewhere. However, she vowed to make her estranged ex-husband and his family pay for how they badly mistreated her. But what happens, two weeks after the divorce and Alexa learned she never suffered a miscarriage and was still very much pregnant with her ex-husband's babies!!? What would she do? Will she return to him and beg him to take her back for the sake of the unborn baby? Or will she gather the pieces of her broken heart and strive to achieve her revenge plans? Delve in to find out!

For the past two weeks, my best friend, Matthew Douglas, had been dodging me. While scrolling, I came across a tarot livestream and decided to use it to check whether something had gone wrong between us. I had barely sent two gifts into the stream when an anonymous male account unmuted himself. His voice was deliberately disguised, but he spoke with barely concealed glee. "Tarot master, I'm about to run off to Sanyara with my best friend's fiancée. Read my cards. Will he catch us?" I recognized the cadence, the pauses. I was still frowning at my screen when the tarot reader flipped a card and said, "The cards show some risk. My advice? Lay a smokescreen first. Tell him your company is sending you on a business trip. Stagger the timing, and you'll be in the clear." A second later, my phone lit up. A message from Matthew appeared. Matthew: [Sorry, man. I can't make it to your suit fitting this week. An investor just sprung a last-minute site visit on me in Sanyara. My bad!]