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My Cruel Blind Alpha

My Cruel Blind Alpha

Leah Indica was always a nice, sweet, innocent girl. She always helped anyone who needed help, it was her passion. She loved to make people happy, more importantly she wanted a mate to make happy, to love, and to cherish him. At Eighteen, she finds a mate. He is known as the most cold hearted Alpha in Romania. He has wiped away many of packs and has gone on killing sprees for fun. She tries to help him and be the best possible mate for him, and she overlooks the fact that he is blind. However, he seems to not have the same feelings in return. He only cares about one thing, his eyesight, which he can never get back. He often takes his rage out on her, when all she wants is his love. She wonders herself if she could possibly melt his cold exterior. She tries to help him in so many ways, but sometimes overwhelming love can consume a person. ~ Alec's hand gripped my wrist hard, "You're coming with me back to my pack." He stated. "No, I'm not." I pushed myself to say this. His nails were now digging into my skin. "Ouch! You're hurting me. Let me go!" I struggled to get my hands free. The man gave me an apologetic look, "Alpha, you're hurting her." Alec retracted his hands while I rubbed my mine. "Okay, let me make this clear," The sadistic smirk showed off his white teeth, "You either come with me or I'll declare war and slaughter your pack. You know I will and can." My jaw dropped at his demands. "Are you serious?" This is absurd. "Do I look like I'm joking." I could tell he wasn't, he meant every word. "I can't leave my family," I stated. "You will. Or else you'll have none. If you don't come, I'll torture your family. Even down to the youngest one." My mind wandered off to my goofy little brother, and he had crossed a line. INCLUDING: ~Mature Language~ ~Marijuana and Alcohol~ ~Domestic Abuse~
Shattered Vows: The Broken Wife's Comeback

Shattered Vows: The Broken Wife's Comeback

Helena was trapped in a contracted marriage with billionaire Gaston Vaughn. To his family, she was just a low-class tool meant to produce an heir. When a crazed attacker lunged at Gaston, Helena instinctively threw herself in front of the knife. But while she lay bleeding in the ICU, news broke that Gaston was at an OB-GYN clinic with a famous actress, who was reportedly pregnant with his child. To suppress the scandal, Gaston's grandmother threatened to destroy Helena's childhood orphanage unless she staged a romantic night at a luxury hotel. "You will be there, and you will be convincing." Delirious with a severe fever, Helena was left in a pitch-black suite, where a man finally came and slept with her. She thought her husband had finally shown her mercy. But the next morning, she woke up alone, finding a stranger's platinum cufflink on the nightstand. Then came a photo: Gaston was at the airport, tightly embracing his first love at the exact same time Helena was in that hotel bed. He hadn't just abandoned her. He had sent a proxy to defile her, fulfilling the family's breeding mandate so he could be free for his true love. The monstrous cruelty shattered her completely, causing her to cough up blood and collapse. Waking up in a secure hospital ward, the naive girl who had loved Gaston for fifteen years finally died. Her eyes turned to ice as she made a silent vow to disappear, survive, and tear the Vaughn dynasty to the ground.
Captive Heart: The Dangerous CEO's Trap

Captive Heart: The Dangerous CEO's Trap

Brenda Vincent thought her biggest nightmare was catching her boyfriend cheating with her roommate on her own sofa. But her life truly derailed after a drunken night led her into the bed of Bryon Reeves, the ruthless billionaire CEO and older brother of the student she tutored. Trying to pay off the most dangerous man in New York with a crumpled twenty-dollar bill was her first mistake. Fleeing the hotel, she accidentally rear-ended his custom Maybach. Bryon used the massive repair bill to blackmail her into being his fake date, parading her at a gala just to make his sister-in-law jealous. When Brenda finally snapped and fled the humiliation, only to be rescued by his biggest corporate rival, Bryon's twisted possessiveness turned completely destructive. "If you feel kidnapped, call the police. But your teaching license will be permanently revoked." He didn't just threaten her. He systematically dismantled her life, using his influence to force the university to freeze her tenure and suspend her without pay. Brenda couldn't understand why this terrifying man was going to such extreme lengths to ruin a simple tutor who just wanted to be left alone. Now, stripped of her career, her income, and her independence, she was forced into the sprawling Reeves Manor. Hearing the heavy mahogany door lock from the outside in her signal-jammed bedroom, Brenda's panic slowly morphed into a cold, clinical rage. She was trapped, but she refused to be his helpless pawn.
One Wrong Night with the Ice God

One Wrong Night with the Ice God

I woke up naked in a luxury hotel room next to a stranger, my memory of the previous night completely erased. It didn't take long to uncover the horrifying truth: my own stepmother and stepsister had spiked my drink. They didn't just want to destroy my reputation; they orchestrated this to package me up and sell me off. My father's company was on the verge of collapse, and they planned to force me into an arranged marriage with Timothy Carlson, a notorious hockey enforcer with a history of domestic abuse, just to get his family's investment. My own father agreed to sacrifice me without hesitation. Desperate, I begged my amnesiac ex-boyfriend for help, only to watch him hold my stepsister's hand and coldly tell me my life was not his problem. I was completely abandoned by everyone I trusted, pushed into a suffocating trap woven by my family's greed. How could they treat me like a piece of meat to be fed to a monster? Did they really think I would just lie down and accept a life of domestic hell? I refused to be their sacrificial lamb. To destroy their plan, I made a reckless gamble and posted an anonymous ad online, offering generous compensation for a stranger to legally marry me. But when I arrived at the cafe to interview the candidates, they had all mysteriously vanished, replaced by a tall figure who trapped me in the corner booth. "Since you've already paid," the stranger from the hotel room whispered, his blue eyes gleaming with danger. "Shouldn't I provide a service that's worth the money?"
Bought The Billionaire For One Night

Bought The Billionaire For One Night

A week before my wedding, I went to the airport parking garage to surprise my fiancé with a luxury watch. Instead, I caught him having sex in his car with my best friend and maid of honor. Devastated and desperate to forget, I went to an exclusive club and blew my $50,000 trust fund to buy a one-night stand with a gorgeous stranger. But the nightmare was just beginning. At work, my cheating best friend stole my hard-earned promotion, and my ex shamelessly defended her. Worse, the escort I had paid for sex turned out to be the ruthless new CEO of my airline. He tormented me on a flight to Paris. When I was robbed of my passport and wallet on the freezing streets, he forced me to be his gala date just to get my life back. But the ultimate trap was waiting for me in New York. A secretly taken photo of me leaving the CEO's penthouse leaked on the company forum. "I knew she got that Paris trip for a reason." My ex and my former best friend led the charge in the comments, framing me as a shameless gold digger who slept her way to the top. I was stripped of my flying credentials, suspended from the job I loved, and publicly humiliated. I didn't understand why the CEO was playing these cruel games, or who had orchestrated this perfect trap to ruin my life. Standing outside the airport with my career in ashes, I realized crying wouldn't save me. I wiped my tears, accepted my mother's invitation to a high-society mixer, and prepared to make everyone who set me up pay the price.