NICKY.F
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THE LOVE OATH!
Romance Lucinda fought long and hard for her happiness before she finally threw in the cold towel, she gave up when her father left her in the cold and dirty world to strive and survive on her own.
He had been her sole protector and fighter, especially against the harsh treatment from her step mother and sister, but when he died few weeks to her mating ceremony she lost interest In life generally, knowing fully well That her step mother and step older sister had every chance and power to frustrate her excessively, now that no one is around to protect her.
Although it’s not like anyone had been there to protect her generally from them, her father was always outdoors to fend for them, but at least he came home most times to yell and warn them to stay away from her.
It felt like hey planned his death, instantly they took her mate from her on the mating ceremony by turning him against her before she even met him, they had taken space in his life and in her presence he announced her step sister as his queen and rejected her ridiculously in public, turning her into an ordinary maid.
“You are a whore and you can never be my queen, a hag like you is tainted and wretched! ..Get her out of my sight!!” Her mate's furious and bitter voice filled her dreams every night, his tune as he bellowed at her on the first night of their meeting took on a life of its own and turned into a daily nightmare for her.
She wondered how gullible he must be to easily take the words of her step mother and sister for it, without bothering to hear from her, she was so sad and dissapionted in him. The one person she thought would carry her on his shoulder and carry her to safety away from her enemies.
Lucinda closed her heart to any form of love or freedom but when a knight in shining armour came in the form of her prisoner and buyer, the scary, crazily wealthy and famous hybrid king with the vampire and werewolf breed, Lucinda almost didn’t believe it.
From buying her to be an ordinary sex slave and blood bag where he could feed from and satisfy his pleasures in his bed, she became his queen and wife embedded with wealth and authority. What will happen along the way and how will her step mother and sister take the news of her new found luck and love? Will Lucinda give in to her prisoner and allow the raging wind of love and attraction between them break the barrier of coldness, fear and heartbreak in her heart? Will she go back to her mate when he comes running and begging her for forgiveness? Can she and the hybrid king find a happy ever after or will his coldness and superiority scare her away and deny the intense attraction and pure raging romance between them?
LOST MATE UNDER THE MOONLIGHT
Werewolf Whatever occurs in a timeline where werewolves rule the world?
Daciana, a nineteen-year-old human girl, is one of the human toys ripe enough to be bought by the rulers of the earth—werewolves.
Unlike before, fate demands Alpha Alaric Howling is in need of a human toy, although when he met Daciana, something strung inside him. She had the face of his lost love. An incarnation, perhaps.
When Daciana is bought by Alpha Alaric Howling, she faces lots of difficulties, and Alpha Alaric, on the other hand, has mixed feelings for her, which, in turn, she suffers for.
Hurt by her own mate, she manages to see past it and still bear his child.
However, what would happen when an uprising occurs because Alpha Alaric is a hybrid (more of a wolf than a vampire) and Daciana has a mission to give birth to a child who's purely a werewolf, although it's now impossible because she realized she wasn't just an incarnation but a witch, too? A tribrid, would their son be? And what is Daciana to do to give back the rights of humans in such a world?
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She felt utterly exhausted. Her head was killing her. It was as if she had woken up in a stranger's body. The young woman was Anya MacMillan. She forced her eyes open and pushed herself up. The sight before her baffled her.
A huge bed. Messy sheets with streaks of dried dubious fluids stained. Clothes strewn across the bed and the floor. Clothes that belonged to her and a man.
Anya jerked in shock. She whipped her head around and stared at the other side of the bed.
On the huge and messy bed slept the man whom she had been secretly in love with forever. Evan Welton, the most sought-after bachelor in the capital city. The Adonis of Nordeny.
Exhaustion lined his handsome face. His eyes were tightly shut. He showed no signs of waking up. He was completely naked, His finely sculpted form laid completely bare to Anya's eyes.
The pounding in Anya's head worsened.
Her breathing quickened. Did she...had she...with Evan...last night?
Anya shoved aside the splitting pain in her head and forced herself to recall what had happened last night.
Last night...she remembered that she had paid a visit to her stepmother.
What had happened after that?
Her memories were a blur. Her head felt heavy and her neck was killing her. Amid the fog clouding her head, snippets of memories flashed. She remembered heated touches, naked flesh and then some...
There was no doubt about it. They had sex.
It must be her stepmother. Her stepmother must have drugged them! Anya couldn't think of anyone else who would do something so vicious to her!
Anya felt an alarm sound off in her head. 'She had to get out of here,' she thought. She tried to clamber out of bed immediately. She knew exactly who Evan Welton was.
The man set to inherit the vast fortunes of the wealthiest family in Nordeny and the bachelor whom every young woman from any respectable family sought to marry. A man who loathed the advances of women he didn't know. Angering him would mean death.
Anya imagined the possibility of Evan waking up right now. What would he think when he saw the mess? There was no way she could talk her way out of this one.
She had been secretly in love with the man since she had been a girl. She didn't want the man to detest her.
Anya scrambled to get out of bed. Suddenly, something shot towards her from the other side of the bed. He wrapped himself around her slender waist and yanking her back forcefully. The next moment, she was trapped under someone. She heard a husky male voice, rough with anger and through a clenched jaw. "Anya MacMillan...how dare you drug me..."
Anya's mind cleared up. The fog that had clouded her head dispelled immediately. She shook her head frantically. "I didn't do it! It wasn't me..."
"You didn't? How did you end up in my bed then?" Evan detested such shameless and stealthy means. His fingers tightened around Anya's pale arms. His strong grip nearly crushed her fragile bones.
Pain spiked down Anya's arms. Her eyes reddened as she repeated herself.
Evan wasn't interested in listening to her denials. In his view, she was just another despicable, loose woman who drugged him so that she could sleep with him. He released his grip on her and shoved her aside roughly. Then, he got out of bed and began to dress himself. "I don't want to see you again. Ever. Appear in my sight again and you're dead."
The young man pulled on the rest of his clothes angrily.
It was then that Sydney, Anya's stepsister, burst into the room suddenly. The sight of the mess in the room sent her into an instant rage. She had thought that the drug would make them pa** out and put up a deception of them having had sex.
They weren't supposed to actually sleep with each other! Your brother, my husband
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In a desperate attempt to escape reality, she had a one-night stand with a stranger-only to later discover he was her fiancé's elder brother, Raymond Darlington.
Naomi ran from the marriage, vowing never to return. But five years later, she comes back with a new identity, Erica Smith, and a mission-to reclaim what rightfully belongs to her. To achieve this, she must enter into a contract marriage with Raymond Darlington. Will her plans for revenge stay intact, or will fate have a different path in store for her?