"Okay, let’s go over this one last time, just to be sure. We are going after an Alpha; there is no room for mistakes.”Violet utters through my tablet.Again, I increased the volume on the device as if it could rid me of my present anxiety.I am about to drug and mark my husband, not to mention my advances will most definitely be unwanted, so there is that. I am about to commit a crime in the name of revenge; why shouldn’t I be nervous?“Focus, Ruby.”I nod after a sharp inhale floods my lungs.“Okay.”“So, you start with the needle with greenish liquid; it doesn’t matter if it’s within the veins, skin or muscle. It will work all the same; the only issue is the half-life. My advice is to try and aim for a vein. It will be expelled faster.”“Like I said, I won't have time to look for a vein.”I argue back. My insistence had been on drugging his food, but Alba was against that, so we had to switch tactics.“Food would be-”“Food takes longer to expel, and if you don’t want to be fucked
A crueller fate? Hah… isn’t it normal to not be able to distinguish between numbness and desire? Isn't it normal to feel this hollow in the name of affection? Still, I nod to Violet’s words, if only to keep the bitterness at bay. "I will use the tranquilliser if necessary, but I’ll get the cuffs first.” I respond, and she nods slowly. Again, she offers the same eyes with Alba, the beta and good God, even the Alpha—the look of pity that can neither soothe my soul nor bring back what I have lost. If I knew what I knew then, what I do now, I would leave sooner, before her birthday, before- “Okay, and remember, his mate cannot be in the vicinity.” Violet interrupts my spiralling thoughts with more instructions that I already know. I guess we are reviewing everything from the top one last time before my meeting with him. “I know, I know.” I utter as again we take the plans from the top. ** The hospital’s garden is tremendous; the vibrant colours of the flowers that sway gently w
Trigger Warning: DruggingThe breeze across my skin, the wine on my lips and the glitter on my chest that remains braless for the sin I am about to commit.The way the curtains move with the breeze and the night’s view from the presidential suit.There are too many things that stand out tonight.I wish I could tune them out; I wish I were numb to everything— the loud and fast beat of my heart, the warmth from the fireplace, the void in my chest at a loss that none can understand, not even me, because…what did I do wrong?What was wrong? Was it that I drank before I knew of my pregnancy, was it the stress, is it that my body cannot sustain life? What is it? Where did I go wrong?A sigh escapes me at the pointlessness of my thoughts, especially now that in a few minutes, I become a rapist, a drugger, a criminal…. someone I cannot recognise.Those are the words; in a few minutes, I become unfamiliar.The desire to have something burn my throat hums in my veins. A cigarette would typicall
Trigger Warning: Non-Consent. What did I do to him? There is no answer I can give. ‘I drugged you’ doesn’t quite have as nice a ring to it as one would think, so I don't answer. Instead, my fingers move to scratch his fist that holds my hair hostage. I can smell blood in the air. He should be letting go soon. As per my calculation, he does. I almost bolt again, but the freedom is only for a millisecond before his hands wrap forcefully around my body, one pointlessly beneath my breasts, making me regret my decision not to wear a bra that would delay his contact with my body. The other hand lowers between my legs, pressing my nub viciously until my knees weaken. "Don't touch-" A whimper cuts me off. He is hard…oh God, he is hard! Wait, no, that’s too fast! The medicine worked too fast. The press of his erection between my cheeks seems to grow more furious; I swear I can feel his entire length through the bulky gown. Wait no…I need the oil. I still need the oil to place on hi
Trigger warning: S.A & Drugging Adrian M. Knox Adrian’s blood raced furiously to his groin. A hotel should have been the first sign that she would pull a stunt like this, but truthfully, he permitted it because he did want her to get some sort of revenge on him. He couldn't feel anything about the loss, and that... led him to drink—the inability to feel guilt for what happened tormented him, making his nights unbearable, so he wanted to permit her any revenge she could muster, including the risk of signing for divorce before their term was up. The divorce by itself would have been ideal if it had been between them, without the queen's interference, but again, he had no say; he lost his ability to utter a word in his defence the night he picked Elaine from the club. Come to think of it, that was when things between them started falling apart, wasn’t it? It was, and no one could convince him otherwise, but their relationship still felt mendable, so in as much as it surprised him w
The sedative is gone...destroyed.How the hell am I to get away from him now?What the hell am I supposed to do to tame this beast staring at me as if I were prey and not his ex-wife?The other emergency vial is beneath my clothes. I did not think I would need to use it. Luckily, the handcuffs that I stole from his room—I use ‘stole’ very loosely; it was mine, to begin with—are on the bedside drawer; I just need to get him to the bed.My gaze turns to the door before lowering to the glistening oil on my chest. His pin of me beneath him should be terrifying; he is at least three or four times my size, and there is no difference between being pinned beneath him and a wild bear, but it’s not.I need to leave, I do, but again, my lungs take him in; one could argue that the only reason I ‘take him in’ is because his scent is the only thing in the room, especially now that his blood remains exposed in the atmosphere and the closed windows offer no reprise, but truthfully, my body yearns for
Trigger Warning: Non-consentMy cry to stop his motion to devour my centre is half-hearted; I want his lips on my sex, but again, the oil will make him want to sink his teeth into my flesh; I can’t let him mark me! I can't!"Stop…don't...don't. I’ll do it for- ah.!."A cry filters my protest as his lips wrap around my sex, again his tongue moves against my overly stimulated nub before again his fingers fill me, this time three as opposed to two; I should be mortified, I should scream, and kick him from my flesh but my wicked body rocks against his mouth, ensuring his tongue could scrape heartily against my clit as his lips caressed the flesh and soothed where his teeth grazed.My hand that should push him away caresses his hair and pushes his face down and against my wanton flesh as the other continues to squeeze my nipples.I shouldn't fall apart this soon, but again, whiteness floods my vision as my body spasms against him.He holds me in place when I shy from him and keeps his mout
Trigger warning: Non-ConsentAdrian’s hand fisted the loose lingerie or shreds of it that hung at her stomach. They were wet, soaked in the oil that he spilt on her. Tearing it while thrusting into her sex came easy; the pleasure masked the pain of the tension the fabric caused when he pulled it from her body.He squeezed the excess of the oil from the lace fabric—it wasn’t much; perhaps it evaporated? —between her cheeks before sliding his finger back inside the hole to spread it—his fingers moved easier this time, but so did his thrust into her.He couldn't stop his hips; her scent did not let him; all he craved was more…more, and...her nape was part of the more.He could tug her hair so that she had no choice but to lift her frame to him; then he could take advantage of tha-Again, her moan sounded before she spoke, cutting all the opportunistic thoughts flowing into him."This isn't...mmm...the time to make up for your choice at the ba-ll, you ma- ah!"She struggled with continuin
Hi! That’s a wrap for ‘The Alpha’s Ruby Obsession’; it has been the wildest ride yet. On matters pertaining to bonuses, they will not always be guaranteed a happy ending or to give a sense of closure. Additionally, going forward, not all stories will have bonuses. On to the main matter: I want a light book for my next project, something that doesn’t make me teary while writing and also, I want to leave the woods for the big city for a while, so I thought, why not get high blood pressure and delve into the world of greedy mother-in-laws and audacious husbands in My next book, a billionaire romance, ‘Trillionaire After Divorce’. It should be out by January if all factors are cooperative; it will not be as tragic as this one, but it will still have some darkness...and tons of romantic angst. I’ll tell you this in advance: be ready to throw hands at audacities! As usual, it will be 18+; whatever will I do without smut? As always, thank you for reading, and hopefully, I will see you in
** Ruby. "Last step. Just jump. I will catch you." I whisper to Elle, who throws her little arms around my shoulders as she takes her leap of faith gracefully. "Good girl." I praise her quickly before placing her on the ground and holding her hand so we can run across the empty street. It was not in any of my plans to use the window at one a.m., essentially alerting my little sister, Elle, of something going wrong, but I had no choice; Dominic had his men surround my apartment, so if I stayed, I would be forced to sleep with men, now that I have been injected contraceptives on his coin already. After helping Elle in the car waiting for us, I hop in the passenger seat before Wanda drives off. “Thanks, Wanda.” I utter finally as we enter the main road. “Baby, this is stupid; you know Dom will never let you go.” "He will if you seduce him for me. " I utter softly, and her light and refreshing laugh lighten the mood in the car. “Open the glove box.” I do as she asks, but insi
Adrian "That's the girl." Adrian's gaze lifted in the direction his friend pointed. "The number one of business school." It didn't irk him as much as Leon, his best friend, meant for it to; after all, numbers meant nothing to him unless they were in the form of currency and had never found a soul wealthier than his family, even in the university. In fact, it didn't matter so much that he wanted to walk to her and invite her to his group, scholarship or not; she earned the right to associate with him, at least within the confines of the school. "Tell her to join us. No, tell her that she can be sitting with us instead of alone." He ushered Elaine; she was something of a kid sister to him. "What? Why? She is poor; I highly doubt that she can purchase from our section; you’ll just make her feel bad." "She stole my spot in the school, so I want everyone to know she earned the right to sit with us. Plus, we can buy her food if she can’t afford it." The notion made little sense to
The last Chapter of the Bonus will be tomorrow. ** “I didn’t ask you to protect me! I wasn’t in danger.” His sneer rises, and I wince, anticipating another slap, but instead, he clicks his tongue. “You will need to visit a family planning establishment to get your affairs in order; if you are going to start taking in men, then-” “I will get you the money!” “By tomorrow? Because your debt just went up by eight hundred thousand.” “I didn’t ask you to interrupt. Don’t give the refund let me go out there and-.” Dominic’s hand rises, and I flinch before the sound of his tongue clicking against the roof of his mouth echoes once again. “I will give you the day off tomorrow, but Maurice will escort you to the family planning centre. I’ll show you an easy way to pay me back if you are in such a rush to escape me. Now, take that coat off. You look stupid wearing it.” "Will I look more dignified to the men you intend to whore me out to?" Dominic winces, but his expression does not soft
Hi! Quick disclaimer: The bonus stories are not guaranteed a happy or ‘closure-inducing’ ending. Please read at your own risk. Adrian’s hands waste no time lowering to my ass to part my flesh apart. "You are not permitted to touch-" “‘Touch the stripper’? I know, but can't you take it as me making your work easier? I am doing you a favour.” “I highly doubt a yeast infection counts as a favour. Either lower your pants because your boxers are certainly cleaner to press against, or let me do my dance in peace.” His hot breath coats my ear as he chuckles. His hands leave my ass to fiddle with his belt and lower his zip, but mother of Christ, why are his knuckles grazing against my centre while he does this? I am certain I have lifted my hips enough for there to be no contact between us. The feel of his fingers hooking upward tells me that his actions are on purpose. But before I can protest, his fingers leave my centre, and instead, his hips thrust upwards on my bare and sensitive
“Hand me the tape, Joy.” I ask as I hold the last box in place before the garments pop out. “Just a second! Elle, don’t run with scissors!” Elle’s laughter sounds across the hall, making it exceedingly clear that there will be no assistance any time soon. With a sigh, I consider letting the box’s contents explode open, but in the nick of time, a tape gun is pressed on my shoulder. “Oh, thank God. Tape it for me; my arms are holding… the box…closed.” I drawl as surprise takes over my body, causing my grip on the box to lessen such that its contents spill out. “...Adrian?” I call as I stand, ignoring the mess I made. "So, you were going to leave." He utters as if he were merely seeking my confirmation on the matter. "Adrian.” I call with a sigh before looking for the best choice of words. “What are you doing here? We talked about-" "You were going to abandon me again?" The loudness in his voice jostles me. There is a certainty in which he asks his question that leaves me
Ruby M. Clive ‘This was fun.’ The words play again in my mind before the fatigue I convinced myself was the sex finds me. "Fun." I toy with the word again before looking at my reflection in the mirror. The makeup hid the puffiness of my face well, but the redness remained regardless of the amount of concealer used. My legs feel weak, so I let my flesh crumble to the ground as more tears overcome me. I hate how easily I cry these days, but more than that, I hate the delight that found me when his wolf recognised me. He fell asleep with his length inside me, and I couldn’t pull it out; even now, I can still feel his shape inside me. My gaze lingers on the gauze on my hand; beneath it lies his teeth marks that ooze the scent of the ocean despite the amount of time I rinsed the wound. I don’t get it; no one has ever recalled the past in my presence before, so how could he? It makes sense for his wolf to remember me; we were mates, but not him, his hatred for Clives should prevent
A groan found Adrian’s lips with ease when his hands stroking the space next to him confirmed that it was cold, meaning she had left quite a while ago.His canines tasted of blood; did he bite himself?“Fuck! That’s so embarrassing!”He cursed, recalling how desperately he begged her to tell him who the man she loved was and how easily she drew a line with him. He didn't want to wake up; the bed wasn’t even his, but he didn’t want to leave it because the moment he did, he would have to face the consequences of the deal they had made—never seeing her again.But was the deal still in effect if she wasn’t there like she promised to be?"Oh, you are up-"Ruby said as the bathroom door opened, and he took in her glowing sight that was emphasised by the steam from the hot shower.She looked fresh and clean but also dressed up. She had on her robe and a full face of makeup, all while her hair remained wrap
Adrian watched Ruby’s flesh devour his hard shaft slowly; she only used her hands to steady his length inside her.If he were any more dazed, he would shove himself inside her, but she was far too tight for such an act not to cause her discomfort, so his teeth found his lip in search of patience before he spoke.“Are you okay?”He asked when the shadow of a wince crossed her face; his member wasn’t even halfway through.It was quite the awkward question to ask, considering that he was her source of discomfort, so while a part of him prayed that she wouldn’t back out, the other prepared for what felt inevitable.“Yes…yes, I just need a moment.”She uttered.“Are you sure? We could stop-”“I am certain.”She said with a laugh that once again undid him; how did she do that?How did she captivate him with such ease?His eyes fell on her large breasts that seemed to spill on her chest before returning to her eyes.Who was he?Who was the one man who had seen her in this way?He was clearly