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The Two Alpha And Me
Fantasy Alpha Jones flees to parts unknown leaving his daughter, omega Ammy, destitute and homeless. Jia Will reaches out to her and offers to bring her along to social events in the hopes of attracting an alpha husband. Ammy accepts despite the cold reception her childhood love, alpha Sebestian, gives her.
At the biggest party of the season hosted by alpha Jason, Ammy accidentally stumbles upon Sebestian and Jason in a passionate embrace. Society scorns alpha/alpha pairings and desperate to avoid exposure, Jason offers Ammy a large sum of money for her silence.
"Just take this money and don't say a single word to anyone."
Ammy would never have outed the two lovers but with the amount of money Jason is offering, Ammy can finally be free. Her future is suddenly her own, no knothead husband to hold her down and she plans to run away and start a family on her own terms, far away from the influence of her father's reputation.
As the three grow closer and feelings change, can the two alphas convince Ammy that the love she dreams of is closer than she thinks?
"Why you guys' even wants me? I thought I am just an omega."
"We are sorry, can you please give us a chance?"
Ammy looks towards her ex-best friend who treating her like she is nothing but waste of space.
"NO."
My Own Alpha Reject Me
Werewolf "Don't tell me you don't want this, Damon. How can you deny our bond?" Clary said. "We both know we are meant to be together. You can't fight it forever. We both know that we are mates."
"No, don't say it; it's not possible." Damon said it with a wince. "You know we can't be together, and I don't want this, Clary. I don't want you."
"I Damon William's an Alpha with royal blood is rejecting you, Clary. Goodbye.".
"No! Please don't do this, Damon. Please, I will wait for you all my life. How can you do this to me? You are rejecting me just because I am mixed blood, just because I am not a royal blood Omega." Clary growled; her Omega is hurting from inside.
"Don't say it, Clary," Damon said with a wince. "You know we can't be together! Do you think I don't want this? That every cell of my entire body isn't fighting to get to you? That it doesn't rip my heart out to walk away from you, from what we could be? We... can't...were from two different worlds."
"We are not Damon."
"No, we can't; you're mixed blood, and I'm a true Alpha. You know it's not allowed. If we mate, then another war will start. Remember the curse, Clary." Damon said as he stared at the floor, unable to look his mate in the eye.
"Then you should know, I will not give up," Clary said, staring her Alpha in the eye when Damon's head snapped up.
"You and me, Damon, we are both going to change the stupid rule, and we are going to show them the stupid curse does not exist in the very first place."
Damon and Clary came from two different worlds. Damon came from a royal family where true Alpha, Beta, and Omega were born (they are basically the original's). Their blood is not mixed with humans' and other spices. And Clary is mixed-blood, Omega.
According to royal rules, they can't mate with mixed blood, even if it turns out to be their mate. There was a war between them whenever they tried to mate, and that's why their ancestor started calling their mating curse, the curse which Moon Goodness gave them herself.
It's really true? Or just a made-up story so they can protect the family legacy. Clary will do anything to know the truth.
What about Damon? Did he ever accept Clary as his mate? And what happens when he sees what exactly happens to those who reject their mate for the sake of their legacy?
"We will protect them all, and we will protect our love. From now on, no one will get hurt in the name of legacy."
Arrange Marriage With Cruel Alpha
Werewolf
Some days Allen feels the weight of every single one of her years, a bone-deep tiredness that makes her struggle to remember why she even bothers. Allen has gone through so much in her life and hates being an Omega.
Allen, a single Omega mother, works on many multiple jobs so she can feed herself and her pup, she abandoned by her mate and pack years ago. Unknown to her mate, Allen had fallen pregnant. She was impregnated by an Alpha whom she married years ago, who later decided Allen wasn't worth it.
"I already told you; I love someone else, but you still choose to marry me and even seduce me to mate with you. Now it's not my fault. I, Damon Will Alpha of Moonland rejects you, Allen Wood. I break our marriage and our bond in front of my pack and my family."
After rejection Allen leaves everyone, especially when she finds out she is pregnant. She raises her child alone. But when her son Alex grew persistent and begged to learn more about his father and even find out about his father and even meet with him, Allen had no choice but to tell her son about her past.
About how she survived an 'Arrange Marriage with a Cruel Alpha.' And what happens when she meets her ex-Alpha again? Is he still the cruel Alpha who destroys her life, or does he change?
"I always thought I could fight with anyone, but when I look at you, I know I can't, but only if I fought for you years ago."
"Our bond is already broken; you can be my pup father, but you can never be my mate again, nor my husband."
The story is about a broken Omega who wants nothing but to protect her child and an Alpha who wants his family back. With many truths and mysteries unfolding in front of them,
Mafia Boss Runaway Pregnant Wife
Billionaires When they were in high school, they finally crossed paths. Allen and Sebestian, two hopelessly in love teenagers in their 20s, fell in love easily. They were everyone's dream couple. Everyone wanted love like theirs.
Allen thinks Sebestian is a perfect gentleman, but after their marriage, his facade began to crack, and the ugliness threatened to destroy everything Sebestian had spent years building up, including his love.
"If you want something in life, you have to stop wanting it. As in, I can have anything if I set my mind to it, so there's no need to even want anything in the first place. It's already mine."
"You'll always be safe with me." Sebestian said that when his love of life finds out about his ugly truth,
Allen discovered that her husband is a Mafia boss, and the events that led to Allen's escape from his tight grip and empire.
Even though she is pregnant, she has fled her past, burying her secrets in shallow graves. But how can she get away from him when the person she's trying to flee from controls the entire world?
"Hey, love, it's been a while." Her world stopped when she found her ex-husband inside her home with their child on his lap.
"I never knew I had a child; you are such a bad girl, love."
Sebestian has finally caught Allen, who ran away from the mafia boss over two years ago while she was pregnant with his child. And now he must teach her a lesson, one that will leave his wife permanently scarred, but more importantly, it will teach her that nobody betrays Sebestian Will, especially not the woman he loves.
Alpha's Badass Mate
Werewolf Ashly is not some cute little Omega who wants to please Alphas; she can kick any Alpha or Beta who tries to mess with her. Even the Alpha is her own mate. Alex knows Ashly is his Omega, but he is scared that Omega rejects him; she already kicked his pack ass. But when the truth unfolded about the Omega identity, he was shocked and somehow happy. Alex had finally decided to confess his burning love to his mate. They both gave in to their overflowing feelings, but Ashly couldn't help her growing fears to slowly consume her. After their graduation, things become hard for Ashly. Alex leaves to see his family, and he never comes back. Ashly waits for him in front of his door with a baby inside her, but the Alpha never comes back. After a year, they meet again. What will be the outcome? Will Ashly still love her Alpha no matter what happens, and will Alex finally tell the truth to Ahley? What happens when Alex sees a child who exactly looks like him? "He is my pup." "No, he is not; you are nothing but a stranger to him. So, get out and never come back here. Ashly Madden doesn't need an Alpha."
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Wu Li For four years, I secretly poured my family's trust fund into the Schwartz MC, acting as the President's Old Lady and the club's private ATM.
But when Daryl returned from his cross-state run, he didn't come back alone.
He brought home a blonde mistress and a four-year-old boy with his exact same gray eyes.
"She gave me an heir. From today on, she is the official Old Lady of this chapter."
He expected me to step down to a shared club girl, demanding I stay in the grease pit to tune their bikes and pay their bills.
When I cut off their vendor accounts and demanded my millions back, his family showed their true, parasitic colors.
Daryl and his mother locked me inside my own heavily reinforced workshop.
Through the ventilation shaft, I heard them plotting their sickening next move.
They couldn't kill me because they needed my wealth and my engine patents to survive on the highway.
Instead, they planned to slip tranquilizers into my water, force Daryl on me, and get me pregnant so I would be legally tied to him forever.
"A woman with a baby never walks away," his mother sneered.
They thought locking me in the dark would break my spirit and turn me into their obedient slave.
But they had no idea they had locked me inside a fully stocked chemical armory.
I grabbed the high-grade racing oxidizers and industrial solvents from my workbench.
They wanted a private party tonight, so I was going to make sure they never forgot the fire. Burned by Poison, Saved by the Devil
Gale Kaaya My cousin Hailey paid a dock worker to assault me just to ruin my engagement.
To survive the military-grade aphrodisiac she poisoned me with, I stumbled into a walk-in freezer and threw myself onto the only source of cold I could find-a man paralyzed by unnatural hypothermia.
It was a desperate, primal exchange of my heat for his ice just to keep my heart from stopping.
But when Hailey threw open the heavy iron door, leading my fiancé and the entire Bolton family to witness my "shame," her triumphant grin instantly vanished.
She hadn't caught me with a low-life thug.
She had caught me straddling Demetrius Maddox, the ruthless Iron King of Chicago.
The air in the room dropped to absolute zero. My grandmother screamed in horror, and my father turned the color of ash.
Hailey, blinded by jealousy, tried to double down. She pointed a manicured finger at the deadliest man in the city and called him a "nameless muscle" I picked up to defile the family name.
She didn't realize she had just signed her own death warrant.
I didn't cower. I realized this was the only chance to survive the family that wanted me dead.
I walked up to the Devil himself, my body still humming with the poison, and looked him in the eye.
"Kill me, and the cold inside you wins," I whispered, knowing he was dying from the inverse of my own poison. "I am the only doctor who knows how to cure you."
Demetrius tightened his hand around my throat, his dark eyes assessing my worth.
"Prove it," he growled.
I turned back to my trembling cousin and signaled the enforcer to hand me the whip. From Jilted Bride To Mafia Empress
Xiao Wang For seven years, I was the architect of my fiancé's criminal empire and the strategist behind his every move. I was Dante Gallo’s unofficial Consigliere, his partner in everything but name. Tomorrow, I was finally supposed to marry him and take my place as the queen to his throne.
But on the eve of our wedding, a single text message sent by mistake detonated my life. It was a photo from Dante, showing a platinum wedding band on his hand. The message read: “Married this morning. She’s safe now.”
My gaze fell to the engagement ring on my own finger. It was the identical band, just smaller. The engraved initials ‘D.I.’ didn’t stand for Dante and I. They stood for Dante and Isabella—his childhood sweetheart. My entire relationship was a lie; I was just a shield to protect his one true love.
He dismissed my discovery as a "tantrum." Then, his new bride began taunting me, sending a picture of them tangled in bedsheets with the caption: "Loser." They expected me to break. They thought I would shatter.
They were about to find out just how wrong they were. I forwarded the picture to Isabella’s fiancé, a man far more dangerous than Dante. "Your fiancée is in Suite 8808 at the Grand Hyatt," I told him. "I'll meet you downstairs. We're going to crash their party." Betrayed by My Boyfriend, Claimed by the Mafia Boss
Krystal Catherine loved Marco with all her heart.
Until she discovered that he had betrayed her with her own sister.
Instead of defending Catherine, her family blamed her for standing in the way of their happiness. To them, she was nothing more than an unwanted daughter who had ruined the love story between Marco and the sister they had always favored.
So Catherine gave them exactly what they wanted.
She gave up Marco. She gave up the family that had never truly seen her as one of their own. Just when she thought her life couldn't get any worse, her parents sold her for twenty thousand dollars to an old, ugly man who had already been married once.
Catherine thought her life was over.
Then a stranger appeared and offered her a way out.
His name was Lorenzo.
He offered Catherine a contract marriage.
He needed a wife.
She needed protection.
It seemed like a simple arrangement, and Catherine never expected it to change her life forever.Because she didn't know who Lorenzo really was.
To the world, Lorenzo was a ruthless billionaire and the heir to one of the country's most powerful business empires.
Behind closed doors, he was far more dangerous.
He was the heir to a Mafia dynasty, a man who controlled an empire built on blood, fear, and absolute power.
When Lorenzo offered Catherine a marriage of convenience, she accepted without hesitation.
He needed a wife.
She needed protection.
Neither of them wanted love.
At least, that was what they told themselves.
But after Catherine became Mrs. Romano, Lorenzo's rules began to change. He wanted to know where she went, who she spoke to, and which man dared look at her for too long. The more Catherine tried to keep their marriage strictly business, the more possessive Lorenzo became.
He no longer wanted a temporary wife.
He wanted Catherine completely.
Then Marco finally realized he had made the biggest mistake of his life and came back for her. He expected Catherine to still be the woman who waited for him, forgave him, and accepted whatever affection he was willing to offer.
But Catherine was no longer that woman.
The daughter her family discarded had become the wife of the most dangerous man in the underworld.
And Lorenzo Romano would burn the world down before he let anyone take his wife away. His Vow Broke, Her Empire Woke
Hei Baidong I was the perfect Mafia wife, my dowry the foundation of my husband's ambition. I paid for his Yale degree, his tailored suits, and the very mansion he called his own. My reward? He paraded his mistress into my bedroom and declared her his second wife, expecting me to silently finance their affair.
They thought they had broken a merchant's daughter. They forgot I was raised by wolves.
Armed with a blood chit—a life debt owed to my family by the most feared man in Chicago—I walked into the lion's den. I went to Damien 'The Wraith' Falcone, the Dark Don who rules the Outfit with an iron fist, to demand a simple annulment.
But the King of Chicago isn't interested in simple transactions. He saw the steel beneath my silk, the vendetta burning in my eyes. He granted me my freedom, but at a price: my allegiance. Now, I'm a pawn in his lethal game of thrones, caught between a treacherous husband I swore to destroy and a ruthless Don who looks at me with a terrifying, possessive hunger.
In a city built on loyalty and betrayal, I'm about to teach them all that a queen's wrath is the deadliest weapon of all. Abandoned Heiress, Now His Mafia Bride
Priority I was tracing the gold paint on my own tombstone when a hand tapped me on the shoulder.
It was Clayton.
The same man who, five years ago, had left me bleeding out in a ditch because he didn't want to be late for my sister's engagement party.
"Die quietly, Ivy," he had said over the phone before hanging up.
Now, standing over my grave, he dropped his cheap plastic flowers in shock.
"Ivy? You're... we buried you."
They hadn't buried me.
They had buried an empty box to save face, mourning a "troubled" daughter they had actually discarded like broken trash the moment I became a liability.
Clayton's shock quickly turned to that familiar, arrogant anger.
He accused me of faking my death for attention.
He told me I was sick for putting the family through such pain.
He even reached out to grab my arm, intending to drag me back to my father to apologize.
"You're coming with me," he spat. "You owe us an explanation."
But he made a fatal mistake.
He thought he was talking to Ivy Dillard, the soft girl who cried when she skinned her knees.
He didn't notice the town car waiting at the curb, or the man stepping out of it.
Before Clayton's fingers could graze my coat, a hand made of steel caught his wrist.
Collin Richardson, the most feared Capo in Chicago, stepped between us.
"Touch my wife again," Collin whispered, his voice promising violence. "And you lose the hand."
I smiled at the terror draining the color from Clayton's face.
I didn't come back from the dead to explain myself.
I came back to bury them. 
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