Wooing Novels & Stories

I asked him. “Why not her? She needs protection, I need a wife and my son needs a mother,” he said. “Are you planning on kidnapping her and forcing her into this bond?” I asked him. “Of course not, I’m not that ruthless, I plan on wooing her like humans do, I have the added advantage of being an Alpha so she’ll naturally be drawn to the power and I plan to sweep her off her feet,” he said. “And when she rejects your intents?” I asked him.

Maybe she just has to think about it, or rather he has to put in much more effort into things just so she could see how well he is interested in her. He needs to win her over, she is of high standards and just talking to her about u ain't work, there are plenty more guys wooing her, both humans and wolves. He stepped up his A-game and maybe he was winning already. Here is having the best time of his life with her. He should probably just go with the natural flow of things rather than say any Unnecessary thing that may change the tension and cease the air in the atmosphere. Eroll decides to try asking her out later but first, he plans on having the best date an

Canna P.O.V. My heart was pounding in my chest as my father's words echoed in my mind. The thought of attracting other werewolves with my scent was both thrilling and terrifying. But deep down, I craved more than just a mate. I yearned for passion, for desire, for a love that would consume me whole. And as he pressed me against the wall, his hands resting on either side of my head, I couldn't help but feel my body respond to his touch. His lips were soft and warm against mine, sending shivers down my spine.

When the door shut closed, all I could do was blink at Owen Boone. “What do you say?” “You want me to marry your boss for a year with a ten thousand dollar monthly allowance, free house, free all expenses, paid college loan, and at the end of the arrangement, I will get five hundred thousand dollars?” “Yes.” Well, that was tempting. “What’s the catch?” “Just be his wife, attend formal engagements, and provide—” “His need.” My stomach flipped. I swallowed down the bile rising in my throat, and Owen saw my reaction.

His words spoke directly to my soul, awakening a deep longing to be truly claimed. I was speechless as I stared into his deep blue orbs. My body was on fire, and I traced my head back to his hard cock, which was still standing erect. My lips parted as I stared at it, imagining how this hugeness will fit into my pussy. "Look at me," He commanded, and I turned my eyes towards him. "Are you trying to woo me in this situation?" I asked him and a sly charming smile appeared on his lips. "I am not just wooing you, I want to own you, if I happen to taste this body, I can not hold back any longer, I have fucking done that for a long time, and I can't anymore."

He picked the one person in the world I couldn't refuse. "I just need to stake my claim," the void continues to explain, using Axel's mouth. "Your lover wants that as well. He has been fighting the urge to claim you as his since the moment you first met. Mating and marking you wasn't enough. He wants you to carry his name and bear his pups. He hates that he has to share you, and he wants you all to himself. He is willing to sacrifice his soul to have that with you, Rosalynd. It wasn't hard to win him to my cause since our goals are so neatly aligned.

He was fully aware of his attraction, and enticing ladies into the woods with him so he could devour them had always worked in his favor. There was no exemption for the girl he met at the party. She fell in love with him at first sight, and he could even feel her heartbeat as he caught her in his arms. She would be too simple and sweet to eat. He couldn’t deny that she was beautiful. Titus needed to quit deluding himself about her being the most beautiful person he had ever seen or was about to devour. She was going to be his meal, no matter how gorgeous she was. He stood there watching her till she got into her car. Acting as though he was having a phone argument was all part of the strateg

"Your beauty. His lust. Use this, and marriage will be an option, with the child as an added inducement." "Baron would never-." "He could be brought to it if he wants you badly enough. And you can make him want you that much, my princess. You can even make him love you if you try it."

The smile on Owen’s lips widened as he stepped closer to me, his expression calm. “I believe there is every possibility that she will,” he said. “The first step was her coming back here. The second was her willingness to reclaim her place as Luna of the pack. That alone tells me her heart has already begun to open. But, my lord, I must urge you, do not force yourself on her. Do not pressure her into accepting you. If you wish to win her back, then let her come to you willingly. Make her want you.”

I had no intention of continuing the conversation. The wedding date was approaching, and I needed to return to the Royal Court to prepare. I stood and moved to walk past him. Owen grabbed my arm, his eyes burning red. “I’m not letting you leave,” he said harshly. “If persuasion doesn’t work, then I’ll use other methods.” He lifted a small vial. “This potion cost me a fortune. Once you drink it, your heart and mind will belong to me alone.”