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REDEEMING HIS OMEGA LUNA
Werewolf "Ah-" She squealed, grabbing him by the shoulders after being suddenly lifted up. Balls and balls of water rolled off his body underneath her palms. Being suddenly up close, he could hear her ragged and fast breathing near his ears. Probably because he just got out of water, his skin tingled when her hot breath landed on his body.
"...hot..." She murmured softly. "I feel hot..."
"Why did you come here?" Tristan probed, not attempting to pull her body which was still clinging to him away.
His voice had a deep, velvety richness and sounded raspy in her ears, attracting her. She lifted her gaze to his face, curiosity taking over her expression. Her hand moved to his face and he instantly reached out to grab her wrist, halting that movement.
But she seemed upset by that and grunted at him, slapping his hand away. He could only let her be and silently watched as she lifted her index to his jaw. Her touch tickled him especially since a few strands of beard were beginning to grow there due to the stress from tonight.
Her hands were small and slender just like how petite she looked being held by him. Her index grazed his jaw and she stared intently at his face, as though she could mold her face into his. When her finger lingered up to his lips, he was about to stop her when she suddenly moved her hand and looked at him.
"Heh... who are you?" She questioned with keen interest.
That question made him pause as he regarded her face. He didn't know if it was the drug or she was just drunk.
"Who do you think I am?"
She held her chin, looking him over and remarked, "Gorgeous."
Tristan's mouth twitched at that and he carried her princess style, intending to take her out. But out of nowhere, she slung her dainty arms around him.
She squealed, "Come, let me read your fortune."
"Fortune?" Tristan's gaze flicked to her face which was red and flushed.
Raven nodded quickly, grabbing his palm and seriously began to trail her fingers over it. It looked like she was just scribbling nonsense with her finger and a small throaty laugh escaped his lips at the sight.
"Stop laughing." She looked up and admonished him, the look on her face serious. Tristan chuckled and nodded - he actually liked this version of her more.
She suddenly stopped playing with his palm and exclaimed excitedly, clapping her palms together. "I know, I know now. I know what you need."
Tristan gazed at her. "What is that?"
"Me." She patted her chest, a candid look on her face. "You need me."
Tristan's lips twitched imperceptibly. Was this a side effect of the drug?
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When Raven was rejected by her fated mate, leaving her in despair, she had a one night stand with a stranger. Little did she know that he was the country's most influential alpha.What will she do when the supposed powerful man keeps clinging to her and insists she takes responsibility after a one night stand?
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Baby Kemo Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything... That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate.
Kiss Leilani They don't know I'm a girl.
They all look at me and see a boy. A prince.
Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires.
And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too.
The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance.
How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom?
I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy.
But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince."
How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy?
And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave?
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AUTHOR'S NOTE.
This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+
Expect triggers, expect hardcore.
If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in!
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From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave." Don't Leave Me, Mate
AlisTae "Ahh!"
She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him.
His hands began to move all over her body.
She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed.
"D-Don't touch m-ummm!"
His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body.
With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear,
"I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me."
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Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply.
What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions?
What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him? The Rise Of The Ugly Luna
Syra Tucker Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone.
Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved.
It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years.
Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from.
Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes.
Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with. When they touch me
Shelagh Milano "I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna."
One single sentence.
One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life.
And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once.
As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come.
Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky.
My Mates.
But wait...
If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men?
*** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes *** The Lycan king's Forbidden Craving
Mayorsther "End her, and burn her body."
Those words rolled off cruelly from the tongue of my destined one-MY MATE.
He stole my innocence, rejected me, stabbed me, and ordered me to be killed on our wedding night. I lost my wolf, left in a cruel realm to bear the pain alone...
But my life took a twist that night-a twist that dragged me into the worst hell possible.
One moment, I was the heir to my pack, and the next-I was a slave to the ruthless Lycan King, who was on the brink of losing his mind...
Cold.
Deadly.
Unforgiving.
His presence was hell itself.
His name a whisper of terror.
_He swore I was his, craved by his beast; to satisfy even if it breaks me_
Now, trapped in his dominant world, I must survive the dark clutches of the King who had me wrapped around his finger.
However, within these dark reality, lies a primal fate....
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