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Chloe was just 16 when her parents woke her in the middle of the night with their screams. When she went to see what was wrong there was a tall figure in the dark, standing on its hind legs yet looked like a beast with piercing amber eyes staring down at her parent before slashing though them. Chloe screamed and when they caught eyes something screamed to her to "RUN". So she ran, out the back door and into the woods behind her house. The voice in her head screaming to her to keep running and so she did, as fast as she could without looking back. Suddenly she could hear something running towards her, getting closer and closer till she was finally caught. Screaming and thrashing as best as she could til hearing a voice telling her to calm down. She looked up at him, he looked concerned and she was terrified. Panicking, looking around her and seeing nothing but darkness except this man holding her, she passed out in his arms. He looked down to her, brushing her hair from her face, lifting her and carrying her to the pack doctor. He could sense her wolf but was unsure of where she had come from.

"Why do you always look at me like that?" she whispered. "Because you're unlike anyone I've ever known," Damien replied, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down her spine. "Your presence is like a thorn in my side." Eira scoffed. “You're nothing but trouble, Damien. A brooding vampire with an ego the size of a castle. But you need me. Without me, you’ll be dead.” “I hate that," he admitted. She smirked. "Hate that you need me? So, what is it, Damien? A weakness you'd rather keep in the shadows?" Damien leaned in, his face dangerously close to hers, his gaze dropping to her lips. Eira's breath caught, her shock palpable. "I might need you, Eira, but I don’t want you," he said, his eyes betraying a desire he refused to acknowledge. "Remember that." With that, he turned and walked away, leaving her standing there, her thoughts in turmoil and her lips tingling with the ghost of an almost-kiss. *** The Silverstone Pack is out for blood, determined to avenge their alpha's brutal murder. All eyes are on Damien, the prime suspect, who now lives in the shadows, focused on survival. His only goal is to stay one step ahead and keep himself well-fed. But everything changes when he encounters a girl who is mysteriously immune to his powers. In her, he finds a glimmer of hope he thought long lost. Eira, heartbroken from a recent breakup, unexpectedly crosses paths with Damien. Her confrontation with him quickly turns into a nightmare when she is taken captive. Damien, desperate and cornered, offers her a chilling deal: help him save himself, or face unimaginable suffering. With little choice, Eira agrees, setting off a chain of events that will forever change the course of her life.

Fiona finds her husband cheating on her for yrs with his secretary. Heartbroken, she's wasted alone in bar. Her husband keeps calling her. His billionaire boss:"Pick it up. Let him hear your moan. Tell him he's fired and you're mine..."

“You want me to pretend to be your fiancée?” Paige’s voice trembled quietly. Leonardo D’Angelo, her boss, the man she’d spent way too many nights secretly pining over, was holding her by the shoulders. His eyes beseeching. Paige, I know this might come as a surprise to you,” Leonardo’s voice was softer, almost hesitant. “But I need you to be my fake fiancée.” Her heart slammed against her ribs. This had to be a joke. “I—what?” she stammered, staring at him like he’d grown another head. “It’s only for three to four weeks,” he pressed, his grip tightening slightly on her shoulders. “I’ll pay you double, or a vacation, whatever you want. Just say yes.” Paige opened her mouth to refuse, because this was insane, but the look in his eyes stopped her. For once, the arrogant, self-assured Leonardo D’Angelo looked… vulnerable. “Please,” he added, his voice barely above a whisper. She should have said no. She should have walked away. Instead, the word slipped from her lips before she could stop it. “Yes.” The relief on his face was immediate, but Paige’s stomach twisted with nerves. What had she just agreed to? And yet, somewhere beneath the chaos, was the dangerous thrill of being the woman by his side.

"Vida, you agreed to a surrogacy contract and after my master paid you, you made away with his money," I was informed. "That's not even my signature," I laughed while handing back the paper, "you've been scammed sir, now if you excuse me, I have to go home, this contract is invalid." I'm cornered to an end, my path blocked by both his arms which thump violently with veins, his breath gets as he stares closely, barely an inch away from me, and then he opens his mouth… "Mate!" ---------------- I've searched for my mate for seven years but couldn't find her, and worse, it's a hidden issue that I've failed to breed with any female who isn't my mate. I could feel us draw near to this human as I went into a rut. Why her?

At the very beginning, he had said to her, "Wanwan, I shall fill your days with joy and happiness." Later on, he had said, "Ye Wanwan, why don't you go to hell?" As she stood upon the edge of a cliff and looked down into the abyss below, a serene expression settled on her face as she whispered helplessly, "It seems that after everything we've been through, we won't be growing old together after all, my dear Qing." At the moment of her death, however, he felt a twinge of pain in his heart. To whom would his love belong henceforth?

"Aren't you the prettiest wolf I've ever encountered" Jayden uttered "Indeed she is," Jordan said placing a kiss on my neck and I fought back a moan What the hell?! How could just a kiss on the neck send my wolf straight into heat? With Jayden cupping my face and Jordan kissing my neck, I felt complete and my wolf wanted more, I wanted more, I could feel the aching coming from down below, I need them, I need them to fill me up right now "What did we say about putting yourself in such a weak and pitiful position? Or do you enjoy always making our wolves growl with anger?" Jordan intoned… The hot and alluring Lycan Twins are the sons of the most powerful Alpha of the Lycan Pack whose birth was to bring destruction to the wolf packs. Lorraine an Omega from the Nightwalker Pack and a servant at the Alpha's mansion who had so much suffering. Unknown to her, she is the Lycan princess and the most powerful wolf ever alive. With the true identity of Lorraine surfaced, will the mate bond with the Lycan twins come to pass?

**Sometimes, you don't get to choose your own destiny.** Maya Anderson is the first werewolf in living memory born to human parents. Kicked out of her home when she was sixteen, she's been on the run for nearly five years, trying her best to avoid other werewolves as much as possible. That is, until she stumbles into Edric Payne's territory, the Alpha of one of the biggest packs in the country, Mountain Fire. At twenty-five, Edric still hasn't found his mate, and their pack's been without a Luna for more than a year. Without a Luna, his pack is in danger of dying off, but because The Moon Goddess promised him he'd find his mate after he becomes Alpha, he's less worried about it than his father, Joshua, the previous Alpha of Mountain Fire. When Edric captures Maya, and claims her as his mate, she has no idea what he's talking about. She knows nothing about being a werewolf. In fact, she hates everything about them and herself, and she doesn't plan on sticking around to become some kind of Luna for a bunch of bloodthirsty monsters. However, a series of bizarre events compel her to stay with the pack. The moment they meet, Maya and Edric's destinies become inextricably intertwined, and they quickly learn that everything they thought they knew about their lives have been a lie. **

As a martial arts genius, can he be despised, even his own wife can't protect? You can rest assured, I am a martial arts person, creating magic with one hand, bringing you to the peak of life. As long as you're by my side, no matter what you do, the sky will fall down, I'll let you up.

"I curse you." A mewled whisper erupted her throat steadily raising her shaken up gaze. The man who had her jaw held in a terrific grip gave her a twisted smile having no effect from her words. He found them absurd and full of stupidity. "I CURSE YOU! YOU AND YOUR FATHER WILL LOSE ALL YOUR HAPPINESS AND PEACE! IT'S A CURSE OF A DAUGHTER, YOU IMBECILE!" She cried loudly right on his face which did snatch his smile but something in him refused to accept the power behind her curse. But her heart bled curse did what he considered a myth. Shaken up his soul. Tarnished his peace. Snatched his every happiness. He was left with nothing but agony and pain he once conflicted on an innocent. If you want to read a story full of regret, redemption, hate and pain then welcome. WARNING: THERE CAN BE GRAMMATICAL MISTAKES SO DON'T MIND.