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**FIRST BOOK**Meet tall and handsome, slightly tanned Alpha Dominic Thunders, Alpha of the notorious and merciless Red Moon pack, his features could make the Greek gods jealous even though it is believed that he was hand crafted by them. His broad muscular body with his perfect bulging muscles and well chiseled and could make you drool; one look from him with those damn beautiful brown eyes could make girls wet and the men in worlds known mafia's bow down to respect him, they spoke the words of authority and had a mischievous look. A true born Alpha who leads by example. Admired and adored by his pack; he has protected them by putting his life on the line, a story for much later; a storm brewing and it is coming for the Red Moon Pack. His right hook is known to put the toughest of men out in one swing. His beast needs to be tamed and the storm in his soul needs to be calmed. Now! Meet Athena Breeze, her stunning body and those sexy curves; she is half heaven and half hell and believe me you do not want to be on the half that is hell. Long black waist length hair and dark brown eyes, her smile could either make your heart melt and her fair skin so soft and smooth, not a single blemish. The women warriors of the first world would be in admiration of her fighting skills. Stubborn and strong minded like any other female Alpha who is being groomed to take the reins of Ocean Moon. She has a heart full of love; don't forget the sass. She needs to be grounded. Could it be coincidence that these two fated mates meet a couple of days later?

A grim look flashes past Daniel's face as he heard someone knocking on the door. When he finally sees Heather's pretty face so deeply imprinted in his head, his lips curl into a sarcastic smile. "So you've been telling people I'm dead?" Daniel asks.

18+ __ Reaching forward, she ran her hand over his hard, well defined abs. “Its pretty.” Zique held her hand against him, pride shooting through him like electricity. A man’s body wasn’t something to be called pretty, but she could call his whatever she wanted to. “Thank you.” He slid her hand further down, running it along the length of his covered c*ck. “I wonder what you’d have to say about this.” The hardness made Kiara gasped and when he dropped his underwear, she was utterly flabbergasted. It was the size of her hand, unbelievable but true. “Huge...?” Zique smirked. “I thought you’d call it pretty too.” ___ As ruthless as the devil, Zique Blud reigned above all the other alpha's. He was feared by most, looked up to by many and only a few had the courage to test him. He hated the weak, detested them with his whole heart, which was exactly why he crushed them...But crushing them ended up being the reason why he was cursed by the goddess... In ten years...he needed to find his mate or the thread around his heart would tighten until it killed him. _ Kiara Cole had been locked away from the world all her life, she was weak, without a wolf...thus why the alpha of the Silver Rain pack decided to isolate her from the world... At ten, she had watched him kill her parents and now at 19 years old, she finally got a wolf, only to find out that the man who had stolen half of her life, would be the man to spend the rest of it with her. # Dark Werewolf Romance#

“Get out of my castle!” Laura gazed at the man shouted in front of her, her husband and the prince of kingdom. She did everything she could to become a good luna, but the prince still abandoned her. Because she wasn't his mate. Until Laura was killed, she didn't know where her mate was...Moon Goddess took pity on her and gave her a second life. Now she is no longer Luna Laura, but Laurel miller, a beautiful seventeen year old country girl who is happy and free to enjoy her life. The day the werewolf kingdom defeats the vampires, she climbs the trees to find the triumphant army, and a godlike man appears in her sight. ***Her mate.*** The king of the werewolf kingdom and the undefeated god of war: Adolph Raymond -- and also her father-in-law she's never met. “Will you come with me and be my wife and luna?” Would she?

"Did you ever, even once, imagine yourself loving me?" Sarah posed a hopeful question to Philip. "Don’t make me laugh, Sarah. Everything between us has been purely about pleasure and business.” Sarah had harbored feelings for Philip ever since she first saw him in a sports magazine. When his fiancée abandoned him at the altar to elope with another man, Sarah selflessly offered herself as a replacement bride to spare his embarrassment. After enduring three years of a loveless and toxic marriage, Sarah finally summoned the courage to divorce Philip, who was still pining for his former fiancée. She vowed to herself that she would find another man who would love, trust, and worship her like a queen. This is what she sought if she were to marry a second time. A year later, their paths crossed again. Philip confronted Sarah in a ladies’ restroom, demanding, “Do not let other men touch you!” Sarah remained indifferent; her demeanor noticeably changed. “And what if I do?” she retorted. Philip’s tone grew menacing, “You won’t like what I’d do.” Unfazed, Sarah shot back, “Mr. Cornell, I’ve never liked what you’ve done, even in the past. There’s nothing new about that, and please stop whining like a baby,” before turning and walking away, disdainfully leaving him behind.

I made my way directly to the library with the present I had for Asher all nicely wrapped up, ready to be torn open. I was so excited and nervous at the same time. When I arrived at the library, no one was there. I sat there for a whole 20 minutes waiting for Mr. no show. I felt stupid for thinking he would actually come. I got dolled up for no reason at all. Maybe I’ll still meet my mate today. Then it won’t be for no reason. I got up from the table seat and went into the hall, hearing a lot of whispers regarding my new appearance. Some asking if I’m a new girl, others saying I’m trying too hard and others saying I look drop dead gorgeous. I didn’t know how to feel about myself. As I was wandering around the halls waiting for school to start, a smell hit me like a truck. It filled my lungs and took over my mind. It was the smell of after the rain had fallen. Petrichor. "Mate", I growled. I let the scent lead my feet to where my mate was. I was so excited and my palms are sweaty. It led me to the janitor’s closet and before I opened it I heard a moan. I put my ear to the door and heard shuffling. “Hurry Saige, I smell my mate, I can’t let her meet me like this.” I know that voice my heart skips a beat, fear and anger covers my heart like a blanket. It can’t be. It can’t be. There’s no way.

A marriage bound by a contract, and she obliged to accept it. He was her boss, and she was his secretary. She gave him everything he wanted, but her love was neglected, but when she decided to leave, he offered her a contract marriage to make her stay. But, someone occupied his heart, and he couldn’t offer anything to her except his talent on the bed. After their marriage, she endured the pain, but scheme after scheme destroyed her tolerance. Finally, she was ready to leave him, but suddenly he refused to let her go. Charles seemed to feel her sorrow, hugged her suddenly, and whispered, “Sarah, you can trust me. I won’t ever be with her. You are different from all those other women. I really want to be with you. If I didn’t, then I wouldn’t have cut off relationships with all other women. Don’t you believe me now?” Sarah sobbed gently, “If you have accepted that it’s over with her, why do you still keep her photo in your wallet? Why do you still miss her? Don’t you see how it’s hurting me?” Charles stared at her, “She’s just another woman from my past!” The atmosphere between them became suffocating, and Charles said in a low voice, “Sarah, have I told you that you could leave? Remember, I’m your boss. You are my secretary and my wife!” Angrily, Charles shouted again, “Sarah, I’m your man!” “Uh? My man?” Sarah laughed and stared at him. Tears began to slip down her cheeks, “Are you, my man? Mr. President, I am just a mere possession of yours and never become your wife! Set me free, I’m begging you!”

Ding Ning was just an ordinary youngster from a small border town in southwest China, but he had learned tremendous medical skills from his masters since his childhood. After graduating from college, he stayed in Ninghai City and tried to seek a job in a hospital there, but things did not go well at first. However, he accidentally saved Shen Muqing who was from a rich and powerful family, and then got involved in the confrontation between Ninghai special police team and a mysterious organization called Vampire Mercenary Group in order to protect Ling Yun who was his landlord’s daughter. It became the turning point of his life. After that, he started an incredible adventure during which he would find out the real identities of his father and masters and discover the secrets behind the mysterious organization Vampire Mercenary Group and the special weapons and tactics team Dragon Soul… The story tells about how he opened nine apertures, fought with rogues, chased after various pretty girls and established a rich and powerful family by himself. He climbed up to the peak of his life step by step, and finally became medical sovereign.

“I am not capable of love, Desiree. Do you still want to marry me?” That was the question Gerald Butler asked Desiree Hamilton the day she asked him to marry her. “Yes," Desiree answered, convinced that she could eventually get him to fall in love with her. But one year later, she meets her greatest disappointment on their wedding anniversary which also happens to be her birthday; the only gift Gerald brings her is divorce papers. Devastated and tired of begging for his love, Desiree signs the papers and leaves. Three years later, she returns a strong and confident businesswoman who will not beg for any man's love, but this time, it was her ex-husband's turn to beg. He went down on his knees, looking up at her pleadingly. “Desiree, please let's get married again. I promise to love you this time.” She looked down at him as a smirk formed on her face. “Dear Ex-husband, You Had Your Chance!”

A ruthless man, an unyielding soul, and a wrongful entanglement… Four years ago, she had sent him to prison. It was only after he was executed that a look of obvious relief spread across her face. Four years later, he pulled her into hell. She was humiliated before his eyes, yet his hatred still burned high. As part of his cunningly-devised retribution, he was going to overwhelm her bit by bit, prudently and slowly luring her into his web of vengeance. To Edward Levin, Vivian Carraway would always be his possession, but it seemed like things would not go as he wished...