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The Invincible Luna
Werewolf She is woken up by the chirping of the early birds. She slowly opens her eyes and winces as the rays of the sun flash against her pupils. Soon, her eyes adjust to the light and she looks around, trying to figure out where she is. She can’t tell for sure, but from what she can see, it looks like she is in a dungeon. Suddenly, she becomes aware of the pain behind her head; it feels as though she was hit with a very large object.
Layla tries to move, but she is restricted by huge chains tied around her ankles and wrists. She closes her eyes as she starts to recollect everything that happened, leading her to this point.
She had been experiencing frequent waves of nausea due to her pregnancy, and then discovered that walking through the woods for a while helped, so she made it a force of habit. Usually, guards followed her while she took her walk, but yesterday, she just wanted to be all alone, she wanted the serenity of the forest to speak to her. Thus, she walked alone into the forest. As she did, she felt much better and began to sing.
As she did, she felt uneasy. Was it the baby?
Nah, it was not the baby, something was not right. She kept walking, trying to stay calm. But then, she heard footsteps and as she tried to turn, she felt something heavy hit her behind her head, and she almost immediately, slipped into oblivion.
Who the hell did this to her, and what the hell does he want? Could it be Devon’s enemies? What the hell is going on?
She is still trying to decipher who her captor(s) is (are) when she hears footsteps thudding heavily against the concrete floor. She breathes slowly, trying her best to look unaffected. She lowers her gaze and sees the feet of three people. Slowly, she lifts her eyes and her gaze settles on the man in the middle- the other two are apparently his guards. Layla cannot believe her eyes when she sees who it is.
The Devil himself.
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Shunned By An Alpha, Cherished By A Lycan
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." 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....
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?