Âme Sœur

Nadia is claimed by Cole when he lays eyes on her for the first time in years. The only problem is that Cole is a werewolf Prince who Nadia hates more than anyone else - and Cole's father has forbidden him to take a human mate. Cole follows Nadia to the south, where she joins a humanitarian mission to aid people who have been captured by a radical religious sect. Can Nadia help her fellow humans, and Cole win her heart?

Serena Anson has always been protective of her marriage even though it’s already falling apart. The sole reason was her lovely daughter, Millie, and her unconditional love for her husband Tyler. However, the longest day would always find its night and no matter how beautiful the beginning was, the ending might turn so ugly and painful…No woman could endlessly forgive the betrayal of her husband, especially when he secretly had an illegitimate child with his ex-love. Serena’s bruised heart and shattered trust couldn’t be endured anymore. She coldly asked her husband for a divorce which he fiercely refused resulting in a huge quarrel and countless misunderstandings. She won’t back down. She won’t give up. Serena had come this far, and she wouldn’t let her husband ruin all of her and break their daughter’s heart. However, Tyler won't let go either. No matter where it leads them. *** "Don't even dream of divorcing me, Serena." “There’s no way I’ll let you go. You are destined to suffer with me. You are mine.”

In the elite halls of Heldon College, secrets and scandals lurk around every corner. For Alex Mongroove, a foster child turned scholarship student, the stakes are high. When a one night stand with Professor Tristan Walker sparks a forbidden romance, Alex must navigate the risks of exposure, jealousy, and heartbreak. As their secret relationship intensifies, Alex and Tristan must confront their own desires and fears. Will their love prevail, or will the secrets and lies tear them apart?

Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. Xoxo. Beg me to take you," he murmured. His voice was rough, reverberating through my bones. "Beg me to bend you over that couch and fuck you." The words were out of my mouth before I could think about them. "Oh, yes," I whispered. "Please." He paused. Then, to my everlasting dismay, he pulled back, removing his hand from my pants and leaving a wet, cold trail behind. A deep chuckle rumbled through his chest, turning my knees to pudding. "No," he said. It took a second to register. "What?" I cried. "Why? You asked me to... why?" And he laughed. He laughed at me.

Le jour de la cérémonie d'union, mes parents ont soudainement ramené mon compagnon à la maison et ont déclaré que, finalement, son rituel de marquage aurait lieu avec une autre. « Ta sœur a été empoisonnée par du venin de loup, il n'y a aucun remède. Son dernier souhait est de devenir la compagne de David. » « Tu es sa sœur, montre un peu de compassion, aide ta sœur, s'il te plaît. » Mon compagnon m'a aussi suppliée à côté : « Ne t'inquiète pas, ce n'est qu'une formalité. Une fois qu'elle sera morte, toi et moi resterons les seuls, les véritables compagnons. » J'ai refusé, mais mes parents m'ont alors forcée à boire une potion pour bloquer le lien mental, m'ont attachée, puis jetée dans la mine d'argent derrière la villa. « Une fois la cérémonie terminée, nous viendrons te détacher. » Mais à peine étaient-ils partis qu'un loup-garou voyou cruel m'a attaquée. Il m'a torturée de toutes les façons possibles avant de me tuer. Ce n'est que lorsque mon corps a commencé à pourrir qu'ils se sont souvenus qu'il restait encore moi, ligotée au fond de la mine d'argent.

"You..should reject me, this is wrong," I rasp out between his powerful thrusts, wanting to push him away but my wolf is totally against it, making my body betray me and becoming even more welcoming to him by squirting in abandon. Calhoun's sweaty brow raises in amusement as he hooks my legs around his hard, naked waist, "we were made mates for a reason, I cannot throw that away," "I don't want to hurt my mother, not anymore .." my last word ends up in a quivered moan because he is going at a full speed now, making my eyes travel into the back of my head. No, this is wrong! "You already started hurting her on the night you parted those legs for me," Calhoun voice supress my moans as he pounds hard into my dripping wet honeypot. *** It all started the night I turned twenty-one. I was dared by my friends to hook-up with a total stranger. Tipsy and determined to be a badass, I approached the most powerful man in the club and had hot steamy sex with him in the back seat of his car. The following day, I traveled for my mom's wedding and came to find out that the stranger I hooked up with is to be my stepfather. And as if that isn't enough, we are mates.

Two packs. One big problem. A rivalry between two packs that has been ongoing for many years has to be put aside when they discover they are both suffering the same fate — Mysterious deaths with no trace. It goes on and on until a prophecy reveals that the destiny of a special young girl is intertwined with that of the alpha of the rival pack. A prophecy that is the only way to curb the mysterious activities in both territories. But both individuals do not seem ready to put aside the differences between them until fate starts to bind them together...

She had gotten used to being alone, being hidden from the world, but then he came out of nowhere and nothing was the same anymore. He was the first, to let his gaze linger on her, longer than necessary. She tried to ignore him, as much as possible, but he seemed to be everywhere, she was, making it hard, For her. He claimed her as his Partnef in Crime, before she could utter the word, ' no.'

Warning: Rated 18+ "You have me..." Once he dried my eyes, I noticed that his hand was no longer as chilly as it had been earlier in the interaction. He moved his mouth closer to mine and spoke in a low whisper, saying, "You only have me, and there's no way for you to run away from me since I am everywhere..." “You kissed me, you imprinted me as your vampire mate,” he added as he smirked.  My eyes widened when I touched my lips, and I felt his slow approach, asking, "You want me to kiss you, right?" I could feel him moving closer and closer. "You wanted it so desperately..." he groaned, then his eyes lingered on my lips, and in the flash of an eye, He was already laying claim to my lips; I gasped in response to his gently nibbling on them. I could taste blood on my lips, but he licked it up and withdrew away from me before I could react. "Fuck!" he muttered under his breath. "Catalina, what have you done to me? Why do I want to devour you so badly?"

Serena Hale was never meant to belong in a world of diamonds, monogrammed robes, and dinner parties soaked in judgment. Once a humble bakery girl, she eloped into a whirlwind marriage with billionaire James Hale, trading flour-dusted dreams for gilded heartbreak. Now, Savannah’s back. James’s sophisticated, pregnant ex-fiancée has returned like a ghost wearing pearls, slipping seamlessly into his life, his home, and maybe… his heart. As Savannah moves into their world like she never left, Serena is forced to smile through whispers and cold stares. James’s mother, ice-blooded and brutal, now she’s made her message clear: Serena was the wrong choice. The second choice. And she better not get pregnant again. But it’s already too late. Serena is carrying James’s child again, a fragile, impossible hope tucked beneath her still flat stomach. He says he loves her. He swears he chose her. But he didn’t come home last night. And Serena is no longer sure if James is lying to her… or to himself. As secrets build and the tide turns against her, Serena must decide if love is enough to hold onto a marriage that may have never truly been hers before the truth rips everything apart again. Because this time, it’s not just her heart at stake. She has a baby to think of.