White Collar Fanfiction

My company had arranged a wilderness survival retreat deep in the heart of Moonshadow Forest—a place where even seasoned wolves tread cautiously. That night, a sudden downpour ripped through the campsite, drenching the earth and filling the air with the thick scent of damp moss and shifting soil. I woke abruptly, the cold seeping into my bones. Instinctively, I reached out to the space beside me, seeking the warmth of my mate. Empty. A sharp pang of unease clawed at my chest. My wolf, dulled by the suppressant herbs I had taken to blend into human society, stirred restlessly. Fumbling in the darkness, I grabbed my phone and dialed Nigel. The line barely had time to connect before he emerged from the undergrowth—disheveled, breathless. His grip was iron-tight as he seized my wrist, pulling me downhill. His scent was sharp with adrenaline, but beneath it—something foreign, something wrong. We ran, my boots sinking into the mud. My keen vision caught glimpses of his rumpled clothing, the way his collar was misaligned—and the faint imprint of lips on his jaw. My pulse pounded in my ears. Betrayal. I wrenched my arm from his grasp, my claws itching to unsheathe despite the human form I forced myself to maintain. "Where were you?" My voice came out low, edged with the danger of a wolf barely leashed. The suppressants in my bloodstream faltered under the weight of my fury. The storm had driven everyone into their tents, leaving the clearing eerily silent as we reached the base of the mountain. But she was there. A woman stood beneath the flickering glow of the emergency lanterns, her hair tousled, her fingers gripping Nigel’s jacket as if it belonged to her. I knew her. The new intern. Her face held an unsettling resemblance to mine, as if the Moon Goddess herself had carved her from the shadows of my reflection. The realization struck like a silver dagger to my chest. Even the mate who had once sworn to fight the world for me had given in to betr

“I….I hate you,” those words rolled out of her tongue, whereas a tear slipped down from her eyes, feeling him wrapping her bare legs around his waist. A sadistic smirk formed on his face, hearing her before he pressed the tip of his swollen girth against her drenching core which hurt yet angered her more. She grabbed his collar aggressively. “I can never love you because the only person I have ever loved in my life is Ethan and will be just him. Did you understand that, Zaiden fucking Alvaro?” She seethed out at him, attempting to trigger him but her words made him grab her nape. “We will see about that once I will get done making you scream and moan my name again, Cyra Zaiden Alvaro,” whispering those words against her lips, he pressed his mouth against hers while pushing his hardened shaft all the way inside her. “Aaah …..” she moaned in that painful pleasure whereas her arms immediately embraced him Suddenly, she felt her phone vibrating in her hand which made her look towards it and her heart shattered brutally by reading that text from her love, Ethan. ‘Make sure to kill that bastard, Zaiden, tonight. Then we will run far away from here, Cyra…..” A tear slipped down from her eyes, reading Ethan’s text because now she didn't even know whom she was lying to….? To him or to her own self…? That she hated being the forced bride of this insane man, Zaiden Alvaro. Why did Zaiden Alvaro force Cyra to marry him, even after knowing she loved Ethan? Would Cyra be able to take her husband’s life to run away with her lover and most importantly, how far would Zaiden Alvaro go to make sure Cyra remained as HIS FORCED BRIDE?

Precious Dare is a feisty, beautiful 23-year-old Nigerian who has been through a lot but finally wanted peace. She decides to flee to the other side of the world after being crushed by the one she thought would love her. New York was everything she hoped for as she started her new life using her master's degree program as her excuse. However, she soon learns that the place has a lot more in store for her. Ethan White is an arrogant, handsome billionaire who has everything he could ever want but no one to share it with. However, when she comes into his life, he soon learns that there's more to the world than making money. What happens when these two meet most unexpectedly? Will she accept this arrogant man who could have anything, or will they change their lives together? Read this story of love, ex-fling, trust, and betrayal.

My six-year-old son, Zac Quest, deliberately fed me almond cake, which I was allergic to, to make me miscarry. Standing in front of the hospital bed, he hid behind my husband, Sterling Quest, with a long face and refused to admit his mistakes, "Grandma said you won't ever divorce Dad once you give birth to my sister. I don't want you as my mom anymore. I prefer Ms. White!" Sterling said indifferently, "We'll have other children. Winona... is indeed more fit to raise Zac than you." Hearing those words, I gave up completely. The day I was discharged from the hospital, I went back home and cleared out all my belongings. All I left behind was a divorce agreement and a letter disowning Zac.

Laura Hansen, who was the black sheep (or the white sheep as she would call herself) of her family became a victim of circumstance when her step father, Charles Newman, a scientist falls into huge debt. He got into debt when he tried rebuilding his old burnt down laboratory. Her only problem right now is the fact that the cruel loanshark and ruthless Alpha, Xander Knight wants to get married to Annabel— Or herself as a way of getting back the money he lent their father. To worsen matters, her family members had all agreed that her step sister would go with the Alpha, only for him to decide that Laura was the one he wanted. They meet when he comes for his bride, only to discover that they’re mates! Despite all of their differences, they decide to start a wild journey of hate, betrayal, secrets, and above all love.

My marriage to Dante Moretti, the heir to the Moretti family, was arranged when we were kids. But after my father died, he publicly refused to marry me. Three times. Each time, he used his dead mother as an excuse, and I couldn't argue. The third time, I walked in on him with some starlet on the anniversary of his mother’s death, and I overheard him sneer: “A boring woman like Isabella? Who the hell would want her?” “So desperate to marry me. It’s pathetic.” I looked down at my white wedding dress, turned on my heel, and knocked on his father's door. Later, on the day I moved into the Moretti estate, I ran into Dante. He thought I was there to force his hand and ran his mouth. But he had no idea I was already his new stepmother.

My foster sister Sophia, the last purebred white wolf in Grell village, was raped and tortured to death by an unknow rogue wolf. Her suicide note contained only one sentence: "Lina saw his face." From that day on, I became the pack's greatest sinner. Because I knew who the killer was, but I kept silent for five years. Until my foster brother Damien, the most powerful Alpha in North America, returned. He brought back the Soul Vision Device and forcibly extracted memories from my werewolf soul. All the werewolves who had the Soul Vision Device used on them either died or went insane. My werewolf was repeatedly tortured in the device, but Damien suppressed the pain in his eyes and roared, "When I find the truth, I'll send you and the murderer to hell together." But when they finally discovered the truth, Damien went mad.

A nice date was all it took to ruin her life. Despite how rough her life is,it's not as bad as being a werewolf Annalise Flynn - an 18 years old girl who's studying at Costco College. It all took a day,a date,and a boy to change her entire life Blinded by his good looks and smooth words,she fell right into his trap The aftermath of the date wasn't rosey at all One thing led to another and Annalise had a transplant with her date - turning her into a half werewolves - a half human She's a one-eyed werewolf now How will she mange to cope when her mates is White Hunt? The cold alpha of the Scarlett Pack He's rejected her but she has to accept him Will she be able to survive? Will she adapt to her new found home of werewolves?

He snapped around, glaring at her, oh lord she looked sexy, wearing thigh high boots, a pleated mini skirt and a very tight white button down shirt, which was only sparsely buttoned to cover her breasts. "Why don't you snap a picture it will last you longer and you can enjoy it when you are alone". She smirked as she twirled one of her braids around her hand. Oh he would love to grab those braids, making her use that naughty mouth for something better.. f**k Sebastian snap out of it, he thought, she is so not your type. "If I wanna look at cheap whores the internet got a better selection". Amber and Sebastian is both friends with Matt.. but just as he expected they are not getting along at all.. or is that just a cover for their attraction ? How with it all end when they get entagled in a bet ?

Rachel lived her whole life in the shadows of her perfect twin sister, Ellien. Unloved, unrecognized, and cursed with a mysterious white hair that made even her father hate her. She was called a monster. But when Ellien her sister runs away from an arranged marriage to a powerful and feared man—J, the ruthless heir of the Charltons family. Rachel is forced to take her place. Everyone believes she’s weak. Powerless. A mere replacement. But Rachel carries a secret of her own, a hidden power she was never supposed to awaken... and a dangerous connection to the man they call a devil. With her mysterious ability awakening stronger than ever, and her heart slowly betraying her; Rachael finds herself caught between survival, a dangerous deal, and an impossible man. He was her enemy. She was his last hope. But fate had other plans.