Voice Spice

"You want me to fuck you, I know it" "As much as you don't like me, you are my mate and you can't deny me" I stood up behind her, one hand holding her hip, and leaned down, my breath ragged against her neck, my voice husky. "I'll listen to your body... what it wants... and my body... what it needs. You won't feel the pain of correction like you did today... only the pleasure that a little bite of pain can bring." Mated to the cold-hearted Alpha

“I won’t reject you. You’re going to be useful, rogue,” he murmured, his voice dangerously soft. “One way or another.” Before I could spit out a retort, his hand shot out and grabbed my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. “I’m gonna let you live in my pack for the sake of my pack, I need a heir and you will do well as my breeder”, The words hit me like a slap, cold and biting. As a breeder?!. The way he said it. THE ALPHA’S ROGUE MATE

I died beneath the Ferris wheel. The killer took a photo of the Ferris wheel and sent it to my mother. 'Mom, I want to ride the Ferris wheel with you too,' wrote the killer. In my mother's voice message, her tone was filled with hatred as she replied, "How dare you ask to ride the Ferris wheel with me when you killed your own sister? Why won't you just die?!" As she wished, I was dead. However, what she didn't know was that the one who killed me was my so-called dead sister.

"I've decided to join your pharmaceutical research institute and continue with my medical research, Mr. Clark." Melvin Clark chuckles. "Your husband loves you so deeply. Will he agree to let you go abroad for medical research?" "This is my decision to make. It has nothing to do with him." "Alright, then. When will you arrive?" "In a week." "Okay. I'll be waiting." "There's one more thing. Do you need a tester for the memory-erasing potion you developed?" Melvin's voice turns grim. "Are you saying…" "Send me a bottle. I'll test it."

"I regret meeting you," Alpha Elijah whispered, his voice trembling as tears filled my eyes and my head rested on his shoulder. "I regret falling for you," I replied softly, our eyes glistening with the pain of separation. In that moment, we shared one last kiss—a bittersweet exchange of sorrow and longing. Elijah's lips lingered on mine, his tongue exploring as if to savor every fleeting second. Dive into the gripping tale of Alpha Elijah, his destined mate Violet, and his forbidden love, Emma. What twists and turns await in this tangled web of love, revenge, and heartbreak?

"I will have you, now and forever" his voice echoed in her ears and their eyes never blinked nor parted from each other. Logan couldn't believe that he actually said that because he felt it— he never had. He wasn't just a mutated Alpha King who couldn't shift into a real wolf, unlike every other Alpha, he hadn't any prescribed Luna and couldn't feel the need for one, was this curse getting broken or was there something else about this human whose eyes loomed with danger, detest, rage, and lust? 

"What do you mean we got married?" I asked him my voice raising a bit. "I don't like repeating myself but all I know is that we are in this mess because of you." he glared at me as his hands were balled up into fists. "Look Mister I don't know what you are talking about but I came here to audition as a runaway bride so stop with this nonsense." It all started with trying to get a job and ended with her getting married. When rushing to get at auditions for a runaway bride Alexandria finds herself at the wrong address but at the right time

"How do you plead to the death of your mate, Eric?" The Judge's calm voice pierced through my healing heart. I am barely recovering from the trauma of the death of my mate, Eric and they have to do this to me? I wish I wasn't cursed. I wished my mates haven't been dying over the years. Maybe I would have gotten the peaceful life I desired but there was nothing to be done. "Not guilty!" ~~~~~~~~~~~ After losing four mates to the cold hands of death in the past two years, my Pack saw me as a curse and my fate was buried in one word. DEATH!

The day after I got engaged to my boyfriend, his best friend locked me up. He smiled as he unbuttoned his shirt, stepping closer with each passing moment. "Mich, I'm your true destiny," he said, his voice low and menacing. As I struggled to resist, I lost my footing and tumbled down the stairs. When I woke up, all my memories were gone. The handsome stranger standing before me noticed my confusion and kindly offered an explanation. "You're my fiancée, but you cheated on me," he said.

AUTUMN'S POV His voice was low when he said it — “You shouldn’t be here, Autumn.” “Then stop looking at me like that,” I fired back. He didn’t blink. “Like what?” “Like you’re about to do something you’ll regret.” He stepped closer, close enough for me to feel the heat off him. “I already regret it.” And then he kissed me. It wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t sweet. It was the kind of kiss that felt like a secret we’d never escape from. The next morning, my mom came home glowing, flashing a ring. And beside her stood him. The same man who kissed me like I belonged to him. “Autumn,” she said, smiling proudly. “Meet your new stepbrother.” Everything inside me froze — except his gaze. He didn’t even flinch. Just stared, silent, daring me to say something. Now, we live under the same roof. Same walls. Same tension that hums like electricity every time we’re alone. He says it’s wrong. He swears he’s trying to stop. But when the house goes quiet, and his voice finds me in the dark, he whispers, “Tell me to leave, and I will.” I never do. Because this isn’t just attraction — it’s an obsession neither of us can break. And when the truth finally blows open, someone’s going to burn for it.