Winter Bear Chords

Alpha Ethan's first love, Sarah, died unexpectedly just days before their marking ceremony. His grief was so profound, it sent shockwaves through the entire Duskrend pack. I spent my youth walking beside him, helping him crawl out of that darkness. And finally, when he was ready to love again, he chose to mark me. In the first two years after he marked me, I got pregnant twice. Both times ended in miscarriage. Ethan, heart aching, told me he couldn't bear to see me suffer through childbirth again. That he didn't want me to endure that kind of pain anymore. But in the third year, I conceived again. On the way to see the pack healer for a routine checkup, I was attacked by a wild beast. My wolf, desperate to protect me, burned through most of her life force holding the creature off. Ethan arrived just in time and carried me to the pack hospital himself. But the healer shook his head. We had lost too much time. The pup couldn't be saved. Worse, my ability to bear pups would be permanently damaged because my wolf was too injured to ever carry life again. My mother clung to me, sobbing. Ethan stood in the corner and smiled. "Joy just can't have pups anymore," he said. "But Sarah—Sarah lost her life because of people like you." Then he looked at my mother, his voice edged with contempt. "You were the one who forced Sarah to abort. You watched her—an Omega without a wolf—scream herself to death. So now, your daughter shall feel that pain too." Five years after severing our mate bond, Ethan had become the most powerful Lycan Chairman the region had ever seen—courted, admired, endlessly celebrated. And me? I was working at an underground club. I was dressed in scraps of fabric, smiling until my cheeks ached, bowing and pouring drinks for whoever walked into the VIP room. There shouldn't have been any reason for our paths to cross again. But Ethan held me tight, eyes red and refusing to let go— “Say it,” he whispered, voice breaking. “Call me your mate.”

You don't deserve to carry my child. Lyra bled for a man who once called her his wife, only to be discarded like a mistake. Now, four years later, the man who stole everything from her is face-to-face with the son he never knew existed. Lyra Vance was once naive girl, desperate for affection and willing to bear the weight of another man's revenge, Hugo Spencer saved her from ruin only to break her in ways no one saw coming. He rejected her love, denied their unborn child, and buried her soul beneath the weight of his hatred. When she nearly died giving birth, he took the baby and told her it didn't survive. But fate never forgets. Years later, Lyra returns as a world-renowned perfumer with secret in her heart and vengeance in her veins. She isn't the girl he broke. She's a woman who's rebuilt herself from the ashes. But Hugo isn't the same either- and the child he once tried to erase is calling Lyra's enemy... "Daddy" When truth collides with desire, and a little boy becomes the fragile thread between war and redemption, the past won't stay buried. He wanted power. She wanted freedom. But what happens when the child they created becomes the one thing neither of them can walk away from.

“Where are you taking me?” I whimpered as the huge wolf carried me on his shoulders. After a couple of minutes, he put me down. Before I could blink, the huge white wolf shifted before me. The man who now stood in its place was handsome, muscular… and completely naked. * * * Elaine Rutherford has spent her entire life wishing for an escape from her dysfunctional family. But when her wish is granted in the form of being offered up as a human sacrifice to an elite village of werewolves…it wasn’t exactly what she had in mind. Every leap year, Stella’s Soul receives a mortal woman from the neighbouring city of Moonburn, just beyond the wall, to bear children for the chosen werewolf. And it just so happens this year is a leap year. On the next full moon, Elaine is set to be married to the handsome werewolf billionaire, Tyler Jane Moonstorm. Despite her doubts, she still hopes that this will be a better life than she’s used to. At least that’s what she thought…

Her sister committed suicide because she could not bear the betrayal she made to her. Maya Strong was a normal girl with dreams of her own but life dealt her a terrible hand. She was betrayed, abused, escaped death, and lost allies. Her life changed on a fateful night she ran away from her boyfriend only to be captured and lured to a life of misery.***WARNING THIS BOOK HAS STRONG GRAPHICS***If you are not strong at heart I advise you not to read because things get dark.

Stella loved Charles so much that she convinced his grandfather to help her marry him. She would do everything for him to love her back. She even stole him from the woman he truly loved out of selfishness. After three years of marriage, Stella thought she finally had a place in Charles’ heart. However, all her sacrifices didn’t bear good fruit; instead, she was still a loser in the end. After signing the divorce paper, she left with a combination of sorrow and joy. As time passed, her true identity was exposed. But her soft heart was totally gone. Will she return to her past self as their paths cross again?

"Chris." The said man looked up at his mate and beta. One look,he understood what had happened. Without further ado,the man behind her walked out of the door closing it behind him. He stood up and stalked towards her. Grabbing her chin he said, "Darling, do you badly want to go outside and get taken by those men? They would sell you to a pimp house?! Why don't you just understand that I'm just trying to keep you safe?! Why can't you just stay here quietly?" Isabelle looked up into his eyes. He was taken aback by her boldness. No one ever dared to look into this eyes but it was to be expected after all, she was his mate. His equal. "What good is this place? At least out there, I won't be confined like a fucking prisoner! I so much hate this place. I can't breathe normally. It's all so suffocating! There's no one to keep me company, no phone no nothing. You as well, oh yeah, you treat me like I'm some disease that you'll contract if you get close to me. Like a plague! But don't you worry, cause I'm very happy with that behaviour. But at least just let me live my normal life. Why can't I just do that?!" She yelled tears trickling down her face. Chris who couldn't bear to see her cry moved his hands from her chin pulling her into his embrace. She fought against him for a while before she later calmed down and just sobbed into his cloth. "I'll let you go out. I'll give you my phone to use for the meantime. Just please stop crying." He whispered his voice breaking. He leaned to his table and took his phone sliding it into her pocket.

…He caresses my check and I close my eyes and lean close so as to get more of his touch. "Catania, why is your pheromone doing this to me?" He asks calmly and this time around, I open my eyes. "Because… because you don't want to accept the…" my sentence is caught off by the feel of his lips colliding with mine. A thunder of emotions strike within me as he kisses me passionately, like he owns me, loves me. I return the kiss with all my might as I decide to forget everything that is going on and enjoy the moment. Without breaking the kiss, he gently pulls me into his big muscular arms and further intensifies the kiss. His lips are warm and soft. They are partly sighted, allowing my tongue to slip inside. Our bodies are pressed together heatedly as I our lips joined with each other's. I can taste our shared breath and feel the taste of our combined heartbeat. Warmth blossoms in my chest, igniting it as Alpha Nolan leans in close, with his lips brushing tentatively. This is my first kiss ever. The smell of his perfume is dizzying and it causes butterflies to dance in my stomach. My eyes are close and they seem to have gotten stuck. I want to open them, I want to get a better look at Alpha Nolan's dark brown eyes, I want to admire his crazy vampire hairline. I have the feeling this is never going to happen again and that this might even ruin what is left in my life, so I want to open my eyes and bear some witness but I can't, because I am so tired and his mouth is so soft… He cannot ignore the connection even if he wanted to…

"You are a miserable pathetic omega." He said taking slow steps towards me as I writhed on the ground, "You stink! You are worthless! You are ugly and useless! You look like a corpse, how dare you address me with my first name?! How dare you hold me?! And how dare you think of me even accepting you?!" He bent down before me and he grabbed my hair pulling my head back before slamming my face against  the ground and I heard my nose crack, I felt the warm red liquid pooling gently at my nostrils. "Stupid bitch!" ******* Demi Carson suffered the death of her parents at a young age and was entrusted with the care of her sick Younger brother but she's thrown into a life of slavery by her Alpha mate who wants nothing to do with her and continues to make her life hell. Things take a huge turn when she's sent to kill the Alpha king in exchange for a cure to her brother’s illness which she declines and runs away from her abusive mate only to land in the territory of the Alpha king finding out that he is her second chance mate! The same Alpha she has been sent to kill. Eros Dardanos the Alpha King has wanted a mate his whole life but fate plays a cruel one on him when his fated mate carries a quality that he can't bear, a quality that worsens his weaknesses and he is torn between letting her go and fighting for her to be his. Will these two get together or will their fates be against them and what happens when Demi’s former mate barrels into their lives and Anya who desires Eros makes it a mission to bring Demi down?

“Does my twin brother make you moan like this?” He asked and I whimpered. He was torturing me, and I could no longer bear it. I watched as he brought out his finger, only to put it in his mouth and lick. I swallowed as I also imagined his twin brother doing the same. I was in a trouble I didn’t know how to get out of. Darlene would never expect to get married to Alexander. What she didn’t see coming was falling for Alexander and his twin. She is left to decide in which twin she is actually in love with, while both of them fought over her.

Upon waking up in the bed of her sister's husband, Christie gazed at the bruises and the hickeys on her body before eyeing the handsome man responsible for them, "Did you bring me here to violate me, bastard?" "Why would I do that?" questioned the man, grabbing my jaw. "Don't you remember that you texted me to meet you here?" "What? I could never do that to my sister! I must be drunk!" lamented Christie with wet eyes. "But, why did you take my virginity last night? "What else? I did it for revenge. Wouldn't it be interesting to bear the child of your ex-boyfriend, whom you cheated on?" whispered the shameless man into my ear, while simultaneously threatening me with severe consequences upon considering abortion. "No! You're my brother-in-law!"