Vegeta Holding Minion

"You were always mine, Lexi. Your breaths, your heartbeat, your insecurities, your problems—everything belongs to me. You belong to me," Ros mumbles against Lexi's lips. "Those luscious are mine too," he rasps out while holding Lexi's face with both his hands. "And I will make sure everybody knows it, including you," He presses his mouth on her in a demanding, possessive way. A spicy and "I'll fight for my love" type of love story. Lexi, a 22-year-old Alpha werewolf, is eagerly waiting for her one and only mate, dodging all the arranged marriage proposals by other Alpha males. She despises a marriage without understanding and love. What will happen when Lexi discovers that her mate is none other than a rogue wolf? A stranger? How will she allow him into her heart? In her quest to fight the wrong and find the truth about her parents' deaths, Lexi is forced to live with the rogue wolf, Ros Miller, an absolute stranger. Will she acknowledge him, follow her heart, or listen to her mind?

“C-Claus, please. I cannot-no more,” My shivering voice failed to stop him and he fastened his pace. “The night is young, little mouse. I’m gonna wreck you and every thought you have of escaping,” he was still holding a grudge against me for trying to run away. “I gave you a choice, be my slave or wife, and here you chose the former. Tell me, Hazel, what am I ought to do if my wife is squirming in the arms of another male, batting her lashes at him, and pressing this,” he smacked across my bare bottom hard and I winced shutting my eyes. “This body of a temptress against him,” I didn’t know my actions would fuel him like this. He was being overly unreasonable. He released inside me enormous times, and still, his length was hard and angry, ready to demolish my weeping core. Our mixed fluids seeped through me to paint my inner thighs but this barbarian refuse to stop.

Two months. For other people, it was not long enough. But for Rainnance Verdadero, it's like she was in jail for almost a year. Two months of trying to get out of the darkness because of the disappearance of Ghon Angeles, her husband. Two months of holding on for the possibility that he was still alive despite everything that had happened to him. People who thought he was still alive eventually lost hope due to his long disappearance. But as his wife, Rain never let herself give up with him. In the end, Rain choose to leave to look for her husband on her own. And she finds herself in Palawan. But she couldn't believe that she would find him there. . . with another woman. But what shocked her the most was that her husband did not know her. He was trying to push her away. He don't want to believe her. He emotionally and physically hurt her. Despite of all those painful happenings, will she still choose to stay even if they lost their child because of him? Would she still remain as a devoted wife?

The day Pedro Palmer's mom was supposed to get my kidney, I ghosted. He waited outside the OR for ten hours. What did he get? A death notice. After that, he went full beast mode on his career. Five years later, his company blew up. Media darling. CEO. Power suit. And yeah, he was holding another girl's hand, all smiles for the cameras. "Do you have anything to say to Ruth Rackham? We heard she supported your early days," a reporter asked. Not even a pause. "Yeah. Thanks for vanishing. For letting my mom die with questions. For wrecking me. She taught me not to trust anyone." He stepped in closer, eyes cold. "This is what you wanted, Ruth? Too bad. Love's gone. And you? Not even worth my hate." That's when Nellie Lyon, the reporter, went pale. "Mr. Palmer... Ruth Rackham died five years ago. She was the test subject. She donated her body—before she passed..."

Venus, the luna of the Ringblood Pack and her daughter are in danger because the enemy attacked the mansion where they live. But when she contacted the Alpha, what she found was that her mate was accompanying another woman in labor. Her heartache deepened because her daughter died in front of her eyes. When a sword almost cut off her head, suddenly a man she did not expect came to save her life.   "I give you two choices: take my hand and carry your daughter's corpse out of this place, or just die here and I will burn this house as your grave," said the man who was holding out his hand to Venus.   "Leon, you saved me again," Venus said as she wiped her tears, then grabbed the hand of the man in front of her.    "If not me, then who else would have come here?" Leon carried Venus' body.   Alan was her fated mate, while Leon was her lifesaver; those two boys from the Delmonte family really made Venus' heart beat fast.

"There is no second chance in love, I loved one person and he was taken from me. I can't risk that again." Thelma exclaimed in pain. "If you don't risk it how will you know?" He questioned his searching her eyes. "I am sorry but I can't, I just can't." She lowered her head holding back tears. "Is it because I am rich?" He asked. "No!" "Then tell me." He spoke softly, lifting her head up with his fingers. "I...I don't know okay." She ran a hand through her hair. "I think I am in love with you. God!" She covered her face with her hands. "But I love you." He confessed. "What?" Thelma exclaimed in shock not believing her ears. "I love you Thelma Valentine." He closed the gap between them and kissed her. Too shocked to do anything Thelma stood there. What just happened?. A top-class billionaire in love with her this is ridiculous.

“You shouldn’t be here,” Lucien growled as he pinned my wrist against the stone pillar. His breath was hot, and I could see the storm brewing behind his eyes. °•○♡♡~♡♡○•° A Queen betrayed A warrior sworn to protect her A mate obsessed with getting her back A kingdom on the edge of war Framed for a crime I didn’t commit, I was dragged in chains, tortured, and left to die by the very man who once held me like I was his only reason to live. Rescued by a mysterious warrior with ties to the old gods, I return, four years later, as the Moon Goddess’ heir and his worst nightmare. Holding a secret that could change everything, his twins. As war brews, the Moon Goddess herself watches from above and I must make a choice. The mate who broke me… Or the warrior who built me back up? One will fight for me. One will destroy everything to possess me. As rival lovers clash, ancient secrets unravel. The world must bow, because a Queen never forgets.

The year of my college entrance exams, I gave up my acceptance to Harvard for James Carter. But after five years into our relationship, I ended it. Outside the dorm building, I caught him holding Sarah Williams, who was dripping in designer labels, locked in a passionate kiss. James smirked, "You're just a simple farmer. What kind of life could you possibly offer me?" But he seemed to forget that I had bought him everything - from his tailored Tom Ford suit to his Rolex watch. Heartbroken, I walked away. If someone else wanted to be a doormat for him, they could be my guest - I was done. Later, I focused on growing my agricultural business, eventually expanding into space farming. That's when the media uncovered my true identity as the heiress to a multi-billion dollar fortune. Mr. Williams groveled, forcing Sarah to kneel beside him, begging me to consider a business partnership. James, his eyes red from crying, grabbed my sleeve and said he regretted everything.

It's my seventh anniversary with Chase McGregor. I hide in his car's trunk while holding a pregnancy report. In my other hand, I hold a limited-edition watch that I've prepared for him. I want to surprise him and tell him we're about to have a child. To my surprise, I hear something that devastates me. "Chase, you're not really going to marry Daphne, are you? Lucille Gervais wants to marry you. As long as you do that, the North Sea's shipping routes, cargo operations, and drug trade will come under your control." "Help me set up a date with her. I'll break up with Daphne." My breathing hitches. I want to hear Chase object to this or show even the slightest bit of hesitation, but none of it comes. The pregnancy report slips from my fingers. I once thought he would be the father of my children; I thought we would have a happy family together. Now, my dream has been shattered.

"Hi, I’m Ethan Moore. You're mine from this moment onward," he declares, holding the car door open for her. “What?—” Elizabeth exclaims. “Get in the car,” Ethan commands, unfazed by her protest. “What—I don’t even know who you are—you think having a baritone voice can make you stand in front of me and spout rubbish from that godforsaken thing you call a mouth?!” Elizabeth's irritation is palpable. Ethan smirks. Nice, she’s got a sharp tongue—he likes sharp tongue. Turning to the nearest bodyguard, he orders, “get her in the car.” Meeting Elizabeth's gaze, he adds, “if she resists, throw her in the trunk.” .............................................. Pressured by his parents to marry, Ethan Moore is forced to kidnap a stranger. He offers her a deal to pose as his wife whenever necessary. *** All Elizabeth Claire wants is to escape the clutches of the crazed billionaire who kidnapped her. She tries various tricks to break free, but her attempts are thwarted when…