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Have you ever wonder how it feels to be worthless? Ever thought how weird it is to have more than one mate? ~ Rizine ~ An abused she wolf, who thought she was nothing, but an average werewolf. Scarred by betrayal........ Stabbed by disappointment..... Tortured and taken advantage of..... She was used as a tool for an exchange..... And in the process, her life took another sudden weird twist..... But things didn't get any Better! She was misunderstood and accused of what she knew nothing about! Her life really turned worst, and she was treated nothing less to a lowly useless slave! She despised her life and cursed the goddess for bestowing her that kind of bad fate! But when fate is fickle, the tables can turn around. What if her life has a different aim? In a mess, Rizine discovered she was not just a mere ordinary werewolf. Now, she was reborn to exact vengeance on her late parent's death! She has a mission, a purpose and that is to free the last true bloodline werewolf from the Divine pack's bondage! With this, will her life take a new step and a unique change? It was unknown what life still has in store for her. How bad and cool will it be to have four mates? Would her new journey be soft and even? What if more twists betide? Aren't you bored with same girl being bullied and crying. She will be the one who spank her twin mates ass, tying them on bed with a temptation but what she left them without any pleasure🥵🥵 She is the female alpha!! Now she will take her revenge from her molesters or her sexy mates💦💦💔

` It was a cool, breezy and stormy night. Rain came down in sheets, as a dark figure stood before a house. The house was pretty ordinary, white with blue shutters; it didn't have more than two bedrooms. It looked like a cozy little family home with flowers and shrubs lining the front lawn, and then the smell from the pellet stove smoke invaded his nostrils. He took a deep breath and pulled out an old, rusted compass from his black trench coat. It looked like it could have been from the 14th century, the small, brass disc was dented and the Victorian designs were faded. He studied it as it pointed east, towards the small house. He looked the house over carefully, looking for the best entrance, before proceeding towards the side to gaze into the window. Inside you can see the small kitchen; the brand new, all black appliances off set the linoleum floor. Cabinets filled almost every wall of the small space that made it look more crowded than it should have been. The kitchen opened to a larger room which seemed to be used as a living room and a dining room all at once. The whole house looked crowded, with the furniture in the living room all touching except for a small gap to walk through and the dining room was so close to the sofa, it could have been sitting on it. He stepped back into the shadows as he watched a young couple enter the kitchen. The wife was tall and slender, had strawberry blond hair formed around her face accenting her jaw-line and her deep blue eyes stopped your heart as you got lost in them. Her fair complexion was silky and complimented her soft face.

Nay, tunggu!" Ucap seseorang didalam lorong sekolah. "Kakak panggil saya?" Tanya seorang gadis yang merasa namanya di panggil. "Iya, lo Kanaya anak X IPS kan?" Tanya orang tersebut. "Iya Kak, ada perlu apa cari saya?" "Bisa ikut gue ke taman belakang sebentar? Tenang aja, gue orang baik-baik kok." Ucap orang tersebut meyakinkan sang Gadis. Kemudian gadis tersebut pun hanya menjawab dengan anggukan. Setelah sampai di taman belakang, mereka berdua lalu duduk pada bangku yang berada di bawah pohon besar yang terdapat disana. "Kakak siapa? Kenapa kok bisa kenal saya?" Ucap sang Gadis yang bernama Kanaya atau yang biasa dipanggil Naya. "Kenalin, gue Raka. Gue baru pindah dari Jakarta, dan disini gue gak punya temen, makanya gue pengen ajak lo kenalan," Jelas seseorang yang ternyata bernama Raka. "Kenapa kakak bisa tau nama saya? Kaka kenal saya?" Tanya Naya penasaran. "Tadi pas gue baru masuk, gue liat lo turun dari mobil, seketika gue langsung penasaran sama lo dan gue nanya sama salah satu murid disini, terus dia kasih tau nama sama kelas lo." "Oh gitu ya kak." "Jadi?" "Jadi apa kak?" "Lo mau berkawan sama gue?" "Maaf kak, saya banyak tugas." Kemudian Naya pergi meninggalkan Raka di taman tersebut seorang diri "Lo gak berubah Nay, lo masih kaya dulu tetap dingin ke semua cowok kaya dulu." Ucap Raka dalam hati.

He thrust in with a force that snatched my breath for a minute. “Arghh!!!” I groaned out feeling my eyes burning with unshed tears. But I had to cool it off. I'm nothing but a collateral exchange for my dad. In exchange of favours, he hands me off to the new Alpha of our park. This has been my life for years. Not being able to change to a wolf since I came of age has hit my family hard, as the only child I feel I've let my family down which is why I deserve this type of treatment. “Yeah Aria!” He groaned, releasing inside of me. Feeling relieved that it's over, as Bale stood up, I quickly stood up and rushed to go out, Bale was once someone I thought was a friend before he inherited the Alpha title from his dad who died after they tried to attack another pack, my dad who's nothing but a coward fled and left the Alpha to his death. Walking through the forest to my house, the thought to run away crossed my mind for the 100th time. On getting home, everywhere was eerily quiet, I walked to my room and stopped in shock, seeing the broad back of a shirtless man, he turned towards me holding the dress I changed from yesterday, before I could blink he was already in my front, the pull I felt towards him was so strong and I couldn't tear my eyes away from his deep blue eyes. “Why do you smell like mine and at the same time smell like you've been with another man?” He barked out, anger covering his features. I whimpered and cowered in fear. “You're coming with me!” Was the last thing I heard before I lost consciousness.

Prince Rafe leans over me, holding himself up on one elbow as he gazes at my face. I feel his eyes wandering over every surface from my brow to my eyes, down my nose, to my lips and chin, and then returning to hold my gaze for a second. The small smile at the corner of his mouth makes me think he likes what he sees. His hand is cool when it brushes a loose curl from my cheek, but I don’t jerk away from him. I have no idea what’s going on. I don’t understand why I’m here. I don’t know what will happen tomorrow. It seems like a lot of powerful people want me—dead or alive. And yet, all I can think about right now is how badly I want this vampire’s hands on my body. *** I live in a desolate village on the edge of the Vampire King’s lands. This used to be wolf shifter territory, but now, we are just trying to survive. When I mess up and find myself in a culling, I know I’m dead. No wolf shifters ever survive these events. And after the stunt I pulled in the middle of the village, Prince Rafe probably wants me dead. Is it a good thing or a bad thing when a vampire looks at you like you’re a snack? Something tells me, once I reach the castle, I’ll be missing my miserable existence in the village. But then—it turns out I have no freaking idea who I even am, and when the royals start referring to me as Princess Ainslee, I realize my life is about to take a turn—for better or worse. From the author of The Alpha King’s Breeder

Fabian is picky when it comes to women, he does not pick random girls from the bar. He has a long list of women who are willing to serve him in bed with just a call away. He wants them to be educated, smart, sexy, wealthy and of course, experienced in bed. He wants them to be from the wealthiest family, and he only wants insanely beautiful women. But all those long lists of standards set out to choose a woman is about to be thrown in the trash when he met Georgina, a stripper in a club. Horrified of the intense feeling he felt when he first saw her danced, he immediately dismissed the idea of having her on his bed. Night after night, images of her dancing naked in front of him came into a form of a delicious dream. Her twin perky t**s bouncing as she moved her body. Her deliciously pink slit inviting for a taste. And he would wake up in the middle of the night sweat-covered and with a raging hard-on to cool down. Can the high and mighty Fabian Romano swallow his pride for this hoe that never failed to give him hard-on dreams? Georgina is the breadwinner of the family, a stripper, and an on-call escort. She can do anything just for money, including selling her body and soul. What can she do? Wala naman siyang ibang alam na puwedeng pagkakitaan ng malaki maliban sa pagsasayaw ng hubad at pagsama sa mayayamang parokyano sa club. Aaminin niyang ambisyosa siya, gusto niyang makabingwit ng mayamang lalaki para mag-aahon sa kanila sa kahirap at wala siyang pakialam kahit sino pa masasagasaan niya matupad lang ang pangarap niya para sa pamilya. She’s a bitch, a gold digger, and a homewrecker.

I clutch the face basin, the cool ceramic easing the warmth that's spreading from my sweaty palms to the rest of my body. My body freezes when I feel his weight against my front. His knee directly pressing against my heated crotch, it isn't ungentlemanly, he's doing it in a way that seems like he's unaware that he is doing it — if that makes sense. “I'm talking about this, Principessa," he whispers, and I gasp. His eyes hold my gaze so intensely, it doesn't matter how much my rational self is telling me to look away. Fuck, it's screaming; Danger and heartbreak alert, but my inner slut and greedy pussy are up for the challenge. “So is it as tight as I'm imagining?" He presses against my crotch a little harder. ************ Kevah Pierce is a talented, sexy, and confident 300lbs beauty. Her mother loves her, but she believes Kevah will never discover love because of her weight. After she meets Trevor Munro, the local weather reporter at a restaurant. They can't deny their undeniable sexual tension. They move on to dating for two years, but when her family brings up the question of marriage, things start to become sour in their once peaceful relationship. Trevor goes on to reveal a shocking secret to Kevah which causes her heart to shatter to pieces. Unable to bear the heartache, she flees to a small city called Fertopia in Italy, where she reunites with her older brother's friend Emanuele Ferrero whom she was briefly married to a few years ago. She finds out he's keeping not 1, but 4 secrets from her. The 1st one is that he owns the building she is contracted to decorate. Will the two be able to put aside their disputes to work simultaneously?

" Stop! just stop right there, Revan," Shaina said as she moved closer to the door, her hands sweaty with nest-like hair, she looked like a mental patient who ran out of the hospital. " Shaina, all I want is to talk to you why you are always looking at me with accusing eyes like I killed you? " Revan asked in an irritated tone. Little did he know he actually killed her. all the previous bitter memories started to flash in front of her eyes as her breathing ragged, Revan moved closer to her as she picked the vas from nearby to hit him and escape from his hold. she was not going to fall for his words again, she was not going to trust him again like she did in her previous life. " Shaina I am not going to do anything trust me," Revan said trying to cool her down but she was too scared to trust him, hell how can she trust the person who killed her. " you killed me Revan you killed me-- " she was about to say more when she felt his lips moving against hers. she tried to pull away but he held her neck and pulled her closer by her waist, all she wanted was to fight him but she couldn't. She gave in as he kissed her passionately, " I Love you Shaina, and the way you kissed me back, clearly states you do too " he whispered once he parted his lips from hers. Shaina's eyes teared as she looked at him and did what she wanted to do from the moment she saw him again in her life, She slapped him and ran away from his hold leaving a shocked Revan behind.

I was reborn. Opening my eyes on the sofa, the television flickered before me, broadcasting another financial news segment about my husband, Jasper Brolin. The Alpha of the Moonblood pack, a man who had sat at the top of the billionaire list for years, was speaking with his usual cool authority. Broad-shouldered and sharp-featured, he carried an air of cold command that made him untouchable. Whenever he stepped into the public eye, the crowd surged with screams and breathless admiration. My marriage to him was the envy of our entire circle, and every woman wished to step into my shoes. As I watched the screen, memories of my tragic death in my last life came rushing back, sending a quiet ache through my chest. My wolf rumbled low in my chest. "So we're back. Now what?" "Break the bond," I whispered. "I'm leaving him." "He'll never agree to that." "That's why I need her help," I replied, thinking of the woman I had always disliked—Halle. Halle walked into the café, a smug smirk was plastered on her face. Having grown up alongside Jasper, she was regarded as his inner circle, and people never failed to give her the highest courtesy. I slid a mate-bond dissolution document across the table. "I need your help, Halle. And of course, there's something in it for you too." She glanced through the papers, suspicion flashing in her eyes. "Are you leaving him?" she asked. My voice was calm, "Maybe you're the one he really wants by his side." In my last life, I was the perfect Mrs. Brolin, envied by all, yet never the one he held closest. This time, I would take my unborn pup and leave quietly.

How will you feel when you end up with the same person you were trying to find an escape from? How will you feel when you end up in a one-night stand with your Ex-husband? Her eyes fluttered as she felt the morning cool breeze brushing against her bare body, which was semi-covered with a quilt. Although her eyes felt heavy to even blink, her other senses were high alert. She could hear the bird chirping outside the windows, she could smell a familiar masculine cologne, her body covered with goosebumps with the presence of someone familiar, and her heart beats rapidly on its own accord. That's when her brain registered her surroundings and could recollect her last passionate night with someone who would be her soon-to-be ex-husband. How? When? Why? She mentally slapped herself, but then she couldn't hide the contentment. She felt as if she was complete now. She couldn't stop but feel happy again. Why? Why does she feel like falling in love again? "I see you are still the w***e you were back then," his words broke her little dream she just thought of. "A desperate woman like you, who can with her ex-husband, can no wonder w***e around any men." He said with no remorse. "I did the right thing by divorcing you. How much do you charge for a night?" he smirked, looking at her teary face. "Here! Take extra 200 bucks for the sake of our old times." She vowed never to cry in front of her husband, but what he said just now shattered her soul beyond repair. Her quivering body and hollow eyes didn't hide the agony she felt at that very moment. "Sorry for loving you."