Push Nyla K

My husband, Damien Falcone, had 99 lovers. And I was the mafia princess men lined up to die for. The day we got together, everyone in our world took bets. They said we wouldn't last three months. But then , everything changed. For me, he wiped his phone clean, built a rose manor, and got down on one knee. Then, on our wedding night, he told me he wanted an open marriage. "Our bodies can play," he said. "But our loyalty? That's just for us." I agreed. Then came his 100th lover, Sophia Ricci. She betrayed our family in an arms deal. Almost got my father killed. But Damien protected her. He even moved her into our home. So, I did what any heartbroken mafia princess would do. I got drunk and woke up in another man's bed. I just didn't know that man was Damien's uncle.

My twin sister, Stella, was an Omega. She discovered she was a dead ringer for the beloved Luna from the neighboring pack. She was sick of being a nobody. A ridiculous idea emerged in her mind. She would kill the Luna, take her place, and mate with Alpha Andrew. I couldn't let it happen.I saved the Luna, but it cost me everything. "Are you jealous that my face is more beautiful than yours and want to lose my precious chance? You bitch!" " I think my sister has gone crazy. Stella locked me in the cellar. She tortured me with silver poison for seventeen days until I died. I woke up again. Back at the Hunting Ritual. The exact moment she set a feral wolf on the Luna. But I was still too late. I watched as Stella rushed forward. She forced a lethal dose of black silver powder down the wounded Luna's throat. When the news of the Luna’s death came, my Omega parents celebrated with Stella. "Our Stella is going to be the next Luna! We're finally going to have it all! No one will ever look down on us again!" But they had no idea. Alpha Andrew had been pulling the strings all along.

I was Alpha Damon’s Head Beta. For six years, I had been his partner in bed and his second-in-command. When he announced our mating ceremony, the entire pack celebrated. My dream was finally within reach. But then, outside his private trophy room, I heard him bragging about his “Luna trials.” And just like that, I learned the truth. I wasn’t his one and only. I was one of thirty candidates. He’d spent a month with each of us, grading our bodies, our submission, our performance. My score? Lower than an Omega’s. Lower than Lydia’s. “Fucking Lydia was incredible,” he boasted. “I could barely pull myself away. Then I look at Elysia—so stiff, so in control—and I’m just… bored.” Ice flooded my veins. My body went numb. Six years of devotion. Countless nights tangled in his sheets. It all meant less than a cheap thrill and a wolf who knew how to kneel. My heartbreak hardened into ice. I sent a message to an Alpha who had wanted me long ago. “Adrian, you once said your offer to mate was a standing one. Does it still stand? Damon and I are over now.”

A lycan prince in search of his mate. An abused omega desperate to escape her past demons. A prince who does not know how to love. An omega whose only hope at redemption is finding true love. Prince Draven, first out of the three lycan princes and next in line to the throne is a ruthless, blood-thirsty, and arrogant man. A man exposed to the brutality of the world at a tender age. In order to claim his inheritance and become king, he must find his mate. A mission that appears almost impossible. When he captures an omega girl who tries to take his life, he must punish her for attempted murder, and maybe use her to get what he wants. In an attempt to escape an abusive mate and pack, Esmeray finds herself in a bigger trouble! She’d tried to kill a man in her desperation. When she finds out he’s the almighty Lycan Prince, the same man she’d heard stories of his ruthlessness as a child, she is sure she will be put to death. But why is the fearless Prince asking her to pretend to be his mate? When the truth finally unfolds and the prince discovers Esme's deception and background, will he send her back to a life of misery? or will he find his mate in the least place he was looking?

Cassidy was just an average, geeky girl, and a loner, who finally made a few friends during the start of her senior year, but was tragically sent to live on the other side of the world with her only known relative in Hampstead, North West London, when her father died from an odd animal attack during his hiking trip with some friends and her stepmother had just chosen that moment to disappear and left her with nothing. On her way to find her Aunt's place, she got lost and bumped into a strangely pale guy yet deadly beautiful who glared at her with utmost contempt the moment he laid his eyes on her. She was glad when she arrived at her Aunt's place and decided to forget about the weird guy she met. However, a few days after she started attending St. Claire Academy, a new student came and to her horror, it was the guy she had met who hated her before he even knew her, and to top it off, he was in her class too! Then, news came about the mysterious disappearances and deaths, especially of young girls just after the new guy; Caleb Scovell moved to the area. What will Cassidy do when wherever she goes, it seems like Caleb coincidentally is around too? Will she stay away from him when his piercing, icy, blue eyes compel her to go near him even if he looks dangerous?

I was a slum kid who fell for Damon Vitale, New York’s most feared Godfather. For five years, I was his. I took nine bullets for him. He’d kiss my scars as I bled out for him. Hold me close. Clasp the queen’s necklace around my throat. Then, once I healed, he’d fuck me senseless, with a passion that felt like forever. I thought we’d spend our lives together. I thought he would marry me. But on our 999th night together, he told me he was engaged. To Bianca, a mafia princess from a rival family. I swallowed my tears. He just grabbed my chin, blew smoke in my face, and laughed. "You didn't really think you could marry me, did you, Nora? Let's be clear. We fuck. That's it. You're not a partner. You're a piece of art I collect. A pet I own." A pet. That’s all he ever wanted for me. Instead, I picked up a burner phone. [I'm taking your offer. Three days. Get me the hell out of New York.]

Sahabat terbaikku, Maya, terbang dari Miama untuk menemaniku di minggu pesta lajangku. Hari-hari terakhir kebebasanku. Dia bersikeras merayakannya dengan acara malam khusus wanita di rumah, memesan semua makanan pesan antar favoritku. Dia memintaku memegang ponselnya dan menunggu. Tiba-tiba, layar ponselnya menyala. Sebuah pesan dari seorang pria. Foto tanpa baju. Aku pun membaca pesan itu. [ Aku butuh kamu malam ini. ] Kemudian, pesan itu disusul foto lain lagi. Foto mainan seks dan perlengkapan bondage seperti yang di film. Wajahku terasa panas. Jantungku berdegup kencang. Tanpa disengaja, aku baru saja masuk ke kehidupan rahasianya. Namun, gambar berikutnya membuatku diam terpaku. Foto close-up dada pria itu. Sebuah bekas luka bergerigi yang kukenal lebih baik daripada diriku sendiri. Itu milik tunanganku, Lucian Caraka.

Mon compagnon de destin, Raoul, était l'Alpha d'une meute pathétique au bord de l'effondrement. Pendant cinq ans, j'étais son ombre, son stratège. J'ai construit sa meute à partir de rien jusqu'à ce que l'Alliance nous reconnaisse enfin et que nous soyons prêts à partir vers les terres fertiles. Raoul a promis que nous aurions notre cérémonie d'accouplement une fois installés sur le nouveau territoire. Mais lors de la fête de célébration, la nuit précédant le déménagement, il m'a jetée dans une cellule. Il a annoncé publiquement que Jeanne, la louve qui portait son petit, serait la Luna de la meute. Je n'arrivais pas à y croire. Je lui ai crié dessus, mais il s'est contenté de ricaner et de pointer un cristal chargé de magie noire. « Jeanne a déjà la preuve de ta trahison ! Tu couches avec les Alphas pour obtenir leur soutien. Tu me rends malade ! » Je l'ai supplié, mais il s'est contenté de me trancher la joue avec la lettre de refus aux bords argentés, me mettant formellement à l'écart. Mais il ne savait pas qui j'étais vraiment. J'étais la fille du roi Alpha. Les stratégies, le pouvoir, les alliances - ils n'étaient pas les siens, mais les miens. J'ai donc tout repris.

Elijah Capistrano-- a well known playboy and happy-go-lucky guy na walang ibang ginawa kung hindi ang magpa-iyak at maglaro ng damdamin ng mga kababaihan. Paano kung isang araw ay ipilit sa kaniya ng kaniyang ama na ipakasal siya sa babaeng hindi naman niya gusto-- at ang worst pa ay hindi naman talaga isang tunay na babae kung hindi isang tomboy na mas babaero pa yata kaysa sa kaniya. Si Alexis Montecillo-- ang astig na tomboy na anak ng bestfriend ng daddy niya. Paano kaya niya mapapa-ibig ang babae kung para itong isang tigre sa katapangan? Makuha kaya niyang mapalambot ang matigas nitong puso at mapaamo ito? O ito ang unang makapagpapa-amo sa mapaglaro niyang puso?

My sister, Lily, was torn to pieces by Rogues. I sobbed, begging my Fated Mate, Alpha Ethan, to find her killers. He never did. A year later, on the anniversary of her death. I went to find Ethan, ready to tell him I was pregnant. Instead, I found him holding another omega, Bella, in his arms. “Don’t worry,” he soothed her. “No one will find out you dropped the pack's mental shield and got Lily killed. Once Harper gives up her title as Luna at the ceremony, you will be my one and only.” My heart shattered. So that was it. He never marked me, never rejected me… he wanted me to step down on my own. He was protecting my sister’s murderer. He wanted to make her Luna. I stormed in, screaming, but Bella suddenly coughed up blood and collapsed. Wolfsbane poisoning, she claimed. "She was poisoned saving me! Give me your heart's blood! It's the only thing that can save her!" Ethan looked at me with more disgust than if I were trash. “I’m pregnant! It’ll kill the baby!” I pleaded. But his Alpha Command crashed down. My body was no longer my own. I could only watch as the thick needle pierced my chest, right over my heart. Golden blood flowed out. A sharp, tearing pain ripped through my stomach… He had killed my baby. My wolf shattered inside me. I closed my eyes, reaching for a forbidden connection in the werewolf world. "Lycan King Rogan. Tomorrow, I need you to help me destroy everything in the Blackwood Pack. Including Alpha Ethan."