Nineteen-year-old Taylor is a wolf shapeshifter who has never shifted before. Her parents were banished from Wolf City before she was born, so she was forced to suppress her inner wolf. One day, her life changes forever when she meets Gideon, the alpha's son. Gideon takes one look at Taylor and decides to pull some strings to get her into Wolf City, but since it's Gideon's choice year, he has to pick a mate. Any female between the ages of 18 and 22 must be present, no exceptions. As Taylor affectionately calls it: werewolf bachelor. Things quickly go awry, however, because as Taylor works her magic to the fullest, it turns out her wolf side is different.
"I mindlinked Adam: 'Divorce me today, or she dies.'" Three years ago, Adam promised to marry me if I became his lover’s blood donor. I naively believed that marriage would lead to his love. Instead, I became a servant to his family and a mere blood donor to his lover, never truly his Luna. Now, stripped of my wolf, I needed to escape this loveless union. "Don’t be foolish, Bianca. Is it money you desire? I can offer more," Adam proposed. "I want nothing from you," I declared, gesturing to the divorce papers. "Sign them, Adam." “Daddy…” I mindlinked my father, with whom I hadn’t communicated in the three years of my marriage. “Bianca? What’s the matter?” My father’s voice, soft yet commanding, filled my mind. "I am divorced," I informed him solemnly. "Return to the palace, my princess," he ordered. As reality dawned on him, Adam finally understood his loss. "Will you marry me again, my mate?" he implored, relinquishing his pride.
When your bf banged your cheerleader bff in your bedroom on your 18th birthday party, to get revenge on him, you slept with his hockey team captain. Everyone knows Captain never have a second sex with the same girl. But he wants you every night...and everyone knows that too...
Quinn, the epitome of a perfect Luna, is left shattered when she discovers her fiancé has betrayed her. In an impulsive act of revenge, she hires a call boy for a night of wild passion. As the sun rises the next morning, she leaves cash behind and slips away, convinced she has exacted her sweet revenge. Little does Quinn know, her life is about to take a jaw-dropping turn when she discovers she's pregnant after the passionate night with the call boy. Amid the turmoil and crisis of her unplanned pregnancy, she inadvertently crosses paths with the man from that fateful night. However, the man standing before her isn't just any call boy; he's the future Alpha King—her fiancé's boss. Her heart races as she gazes at the powerful figure towering before her. The Alpha King smirks, cornering her with an air of dominance and desire. Raising an eyebrow, he taunts Quinn with a question that sends shivers down her spine: "A call boy, huh?"
After years of grappling with infertility and enduring betrayal from her partner, Magnolia makes the courageous decision to pursue motherhood on her own. However, her plans take an unexpected turn when she inadvertently becomes inseminated with the sperm of the imposing billionaire, Russell Watson. Suddenly thrust into a whirlwind of chaos, Magnolia's life is upended when the mix-up is revealed. This revelation is especially daunting because Russell isn't just any billionaire; he's a werewolf vying for the position of Alpha King. Determined to protect his lineage, he's unwilling to entrust just anyone with his offspring. Can Magnolia persuade him to allow her to remain a part of her child's life? And why does he constantly regard her as if she's his next meal? Could it be possible that he's drawn to a mere human?
He stands as the alpha king, the object of my affection, my protector. Yet, there's a chasm of two decades between us. "How old are you?" I hesitated, suppressing the tremor in my voice as I fabricated, "T-Twenty." My lip bore the mark of my nervousness. "I'm of legal age," I insisted, though doubt gnawed at me. As he drew close, tracing the contour of my neck with his nose, I wondered what he sensed in my scent. Did it betray my falsehood? Frozen, I awaited his judgment. Sensing his withdrawal, I seized him, wrapping my arms around his neck, clinging desperately. "Please, Alpha King," my voice quivered, laced with a futile attempt at allure. "I... I can satisfy you," I offered. "Do you understand the consequence of deceiving the Alpha King, little one?" His question hung in the air, heavy with the weight of certainty. I should've known he'd see through my façade. "You seem deliberate," he mused, dismissing my proposition. "But I'm not intrigued by your proposition. Instead, how about a game?" His eyes narrowed, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "If you win, I'll grant you sanctuary." A glimmer of hope ignited within me. "But if you lose..."
Three years in the past, I fabricated a false pregnancy to illicitly obtain half a million dollars from my mate. It seemed like my only option at the time, as I needed the funds to ransom my brother and save his life. However, the consequences have left me drained, and now I find myself preferring death over enduring another day of icy resentment. My name is Rosamund Gonzalez, and I rejected my alpha mate because I'm determined to live, not merely survive.
"12 hours before this full moon ends. You'll make the last Lycan take your virginity," he declared. "Only 12 hours? What if I fail?" I questioned, a tremor of fear threading through my voice. "You'll perish," he replied bluntly. The last Lycan, driven wild by each full moon, could only be pacified by coupling with a virgin werewolf. And I was the chosen one. Surprisingly, bedding the Devil bestowed upon me unexpected strength. -- The Lycan loomed behind me, a formidable mass of sinew and muscle. Even through my wedding dress, his searing body heat scorched me; his hot breath caressed my ear as he whispered, "Mate..." If the last Lycan was akin to the Devil, then perhaps I had a penchant for embracing damnation. -- When I freed the last Lycan from his confines, I never fathomed that one day, it would be I who found myself imprisoned by him.
"You want a hundred thousand dollars for your body, fine. Give me an heir in six months, and the money's yours when the baby's born." His voice dripped with icy determination, sending shivers down my spine. "Are you serious?" I managed to choke out. "Yes," he affirmed. "B-but what about the other part of my request?" I stuttered nervously. "What other part?" His eyebrow arched in curiosity. Clutching the contract tightly to my chest, I whispered, "The part where I get to leave. If I have your baby, can I take the money and walk away?" When I was auctioned off to my ex-boyfriend, a man I hadn't seen in years, he agreed to a contract: I give him a child, and I could take the money and leave. But now, after the birth, he seemed to be having second thoughts.
Audrey, once filled with dreams of eternal love and a future with her partner Levi, finds herself chained in a barn at Torres Mansion, her heartbreak matched by physical pain. Doubts about their union arise due to Audrey's illegitimacy, and she now reflects on the moments they shared. Alone and desperate, Audrey clings to fleeting memories as reality reveals a different picture. Levi, the alpha, intends to execute her, leaving Audrey feeling betrayed and abandoned. Filled with rage, she vows retribution against Levi Torres.