Eric Parsley
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Mated to the Father, Claimed by His Son.
Werewolf "My brother is dying." The rogue Alpha stated. "And you, little wolf, are going to fix it."
I blinked, confusion cutting through the fear. "I-I excuse me?"
"The Shadow Realm pack has what we need. A healing scroll. You're going to infiltrate their pack and bring it to me."
My blood ran cold. "How?"
Alpha Liam smirked, a cruel twist of his lips. "Simple. Lucas, the Lycan King's father, is looking for a young mate. You'll be that mate."
The words hit me like a blow.
"I-"
"Don't bother protesting. You don't have a choice. Either you do this, or Blake dies. And if he dies..." His eyes darkened, his voice dropping to a dangerous low. "So do you."
I stared at him, my mind racing. There was no way out of this. No escape.
Liam's smirk widened as he stepped closer. "You'll do well to remember one thing, little wolf. Your life belongs to me now. Don't forget it."
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Only problem is, I've slept with the man's son, who not only claimed me, but got me pregnant!
ONCE BETRAYED: TWICE RECLAIMED
Werewolf Amelia Crescent's life changes for the worse after her father, the alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, is brutally killed by rogue wolves. Struggling to reclaim her rightful place as alpha, she faces betrayal from the closest beta of her pack, and banishment, leaving her heartbroken and alone.
But fate has more surprises in store for Amelia as she discovers her connection to the powerful lycan, Alexander. As love blossoms between them, Amelia finds herself entangled in a twist of love triangles, with Liam, her former mate, vying for her affection as well. But it's never going to be easy. The battle for her heart intensifies as secrets unravel and dark forces threaten their world.
With danger lurking at every corner, Amelia's journey takes her through battles, heartaches, and the relentless pursuit of truth.
She must prove to all that she's not worthless after all. And all who betrayed her must now pay! You might like
The Alpha King's Hated Slave
Kiss Leilani Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana...
Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone.
Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more.
After his coronation, he attacked Salem.
The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery.
The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves.
They lost everything, including their land.
Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage.
The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge.
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Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery.
They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too.
It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything.
As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone.
As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time.
He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck.
Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile.
"You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly.
Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face.
. Married To The Mafia Boss
Elk Entertainment You may kiss the bride," the priest announced and my body shuddered in resistance as the words I told him two days ago rang in my ears.
I won't even spit on your face let alone marry you, Liam Knight.
His eyes were shining in triumph, clearly stating that once again he won. He smirked cruelly, taunting me without words how he forced me to do exactly what I said I would never do even if he begged me. He didn't beg, on the contrary, he forced me to marry him. He took a step forward, raised my chin, I fisted my hand tightly at the sides when he placed his unworthy lips on mine. Disgusted with his touch but I tolerated it for the sake of my father who was at his mercy at this moment.
He pulled away from my lips with the same rule smile intact on his face, "I made you mine, Babygirl and I can't wait for us to be alone!" He said darkly.
My breath hitched looking at the darkness in his eyes. If I would have been the old Aurora I would be scared but not anymore.
I might have bowed down my pride for my father but if he was looking for a submissive wife, he sure was not going to get one!