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The Female Alpha You Can't Tame

The Female Alpha You Can't Tame

*MATURE READERS ONLY * DARK ROMANCE * "What shall I do now that I have seized my prey?" He questions me, voice sonorous and husky whilst he inhales sharply nose buried into the flesh of my neck savouring the scent of his female. Canines descend eager to sink, unhesitant for a bite. "Should I devour it?"He whispers into my ear whilst the tip of his hot tongue tastes the flavour of my inflamed skin. I quiver beneath him encaged under his muscular being. "I am starving my female and you look absolutely... succulent."He moans, tongue stroking his plump lower lip as an uncontrollable need sets him on fire from within. ************************** HIM - Deimos was neither man nor wolf. He was a God, the Alpha of Alphas. They say he possesses no soul, for his eyes retain coldness that no heat can melt, his heart unyielding and emotionless occupying profound scars from his battles guarded by high walls. He is ruthless, instilling fear within others and striving off it. He did not understand the meaning of love nor mates until he laid eyes on his moon blessed. HER - Destined for greatness she fought tooth and claw to survive. Her past, her arduous war. The first female Alpha to have ever been born on her pack lands. Having no place she battled for her birthright, for her reign. She did not know that her fight did e not cease that night she triumphed. She did not know that her greatest bloodshed would be with her mate. Deimos. He would fight against his heart and she would fight with her soul.
The Contract with the Alpha

The Contract with the Alpha

Freya Alexander is a fiercely independent photographer, haunted by the scars of her past and the pain of a rejected bond. Orphaned young and hardened by life, she finds solace in her career, avoiding entanglements and the fate she once believed in. But when a dark prophecy emerges, Freya's world is upended. Bound by destiny to Ethan Shadow, the formidable Alpha of the Shadowclaw Pack, she is thrust into a contract marriage she never wanted. Ethan Shadow, the enigmatic and ruthless leader of the Shadowclaw Pack, has always put his pack's welfare above all else. His rejection of Freya years ago, meant to protect her from a devastating curse, was a decision that haunts him. Now, the prophecy demands their union to prevent a looming catastrophe threatening both the human and supernatural realms. With Freya resentful and Ethan burdened by secrets, their forced marriage is a volatile mix of unresolved feelings and unspoken truths. As their contract binds them in a fragile truce, a shadowy adversary named Ember emerges, intent on exploiting their fractured bond to ignite chaos. With each passing day, the tension between Freya and Ethan escalates, their once-hidden emotions boiling to the surface. Just when it seems they might reconcile their differences, Freya is kidnapped by Ember, revealing a shocking conspiracy: Ethan's rejection was part of a larger plot to destabilize the packs. Desperate to save Freya and his pack, Ethan must confront the truth about the curse and the price of breaking it. In a dramatic twist, Freya discovers the real reason behind Ethan's rejection and must come to terms with her feelings. As the prophecy's deadline approaches, Ethan faces an agonizing choice: sacrifice himself to save Freya or risk losing everything.
The Only Blood.

The Only Blood.

A small smirk crept up on Adrian's face and a very dirty image ran through my mind, making my face burn. Oh Goddess.... If it had been just me alone, I might have just let my fingers slip between my thighs. It was like a porn movie was going through my head. I didn't know about Aiden and Logan but Adrian could surely smell my arousal from where he was. I wanted him to fucking stop this invasion of my thoughts; I didn't want him to toy with my mind like this anymore. Adrian's naked image in my brain smirked at me and said, "You can't stop this, Celeste. Not until everyone in this fucking room gets it into their head that you are mine." ******************************* A/N: From Chapter 47 onwards, the locked chapters repeat, with lesser number of coins needed ******************************* Moon Winters, a simple woman leading a simple life among humans, is suddenly thrust into a world full of Werewolves, Vampires and Witches. Her entire life turns out to be a lie and she realises that she is far from being a human. With only her two inner voices and her gut feeling to guide her, she has to find out a way to survive... And make a choice between her two mates - the dangerously seductive, Alpha King Adrian Wolfe and Vampire Kingdom's hot and charming-as-hell, Second In-command Aiden Vamp. While Adrian Wolfe is already married to his pregnant wife, Aiden has other secrets to hide. Will she find out in time? Or will it be too late for her?
Claiming My Ruthless Alpha

Claiming My Ruthless Alpha

"Show me!" Casper growled possessively. His deep baritone voice was a mix of several feelings - hunger, fire, desire, lust, impatience. Lilith was lost for words as her heart hammered against her chest in fear. A stifled cry tore from her throat when Casper's rough hand grabbed her shoulders before pinning her against the wall. "I want to see you. All of you!" Casper demanded in a matter of urgency. His patience was running out, and it was only a matter of minutes before he ripped off her dress. "But..." Lilith stammered as confusion hit her like a ton of bricks. There was no way in hell she would present herself so cheaply before him. "$10000 to see your body." With those words, Lilith's eyes sparkled in anger. "How dare..." The rest of her words hung in the air as the doctor's warnings echoed in her head, making her weigh her options. $10000 would go a long way in saving the life of her mother and sister. "Still reluctant? $20k." he declared with a dangerous smirk plastered on his face. He knew it was an offer she couldn't resist. "Now take off that dress or watch me rip it to shreds!" ***** Tragedy struck when Casper Hunter, the Alpha of the Midnight pack, could only watch his loved ones massacred as a result of his drastic decisions. Casper shut himself from the world and vowed never to love and trust again. But fate plays a trick on him when Lilith, a young college graduate, arrives at his doorstep seeking a job. Lilith followed the rules strictly until she found herself caught deeply in the web of his love. Lilith knew Capser was haunted by dark secrets of his past, but what if Casper wasn't the only one with dirty secrets?
The Crippled Alpha's Secret Reborn Mate

The Crippled Alpha's Secret Reborn Mate

I was forced to attend the grand Bloom Gala. My stepsister, April, glided towards me in her emerald dress and pressed a glass of champagne into my hand. "Drink this. You must be nervous," she smiled, as sweet as poison. It was this exact glass of drugged wine that started my ultimate ruin. After drinking it, I lost consciousness and was dragged to the Nightingale Pavilion, where I was forcibly mated by Alpha Hamilton. April then orchestrated a grand show, leading the entire party to "discover" my scandal. I was instantly branded a shameless Omega, paraded as a disgrace, and became nothing but a stepping stone for Hamilton's ambition to take the throne. When I was no longer useful, he chained me in a damp dungeon and slid a silver blade into my pregnant belly. I screamed silently as the life drained from me, the warmth of my unborn child turning cold. April just stood there, watching my gruesome death with hidden malice. Until I died, I couldn't accept it. Why did my own family weave such a vicious web just to destroy me for power? The sharp sound of shattering glass suddenly pulled me back from the nightmare. I stared down at my pale, unscarred hands and flattened my palm against my stomach. It was empty. Safe. I had been reborn to the night I was sixteen, right before the trap was sprung. Looking at April's expectant eyes, I calmly tipped the poisoned champagne into a potted fern. The lamb they had led to slaughter was dead, and the wolf had returned for blood.