Dumped by the alpha, he begged me back like a dog
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I was Alpha Gorge's dog-silent, submissive, chained by his every command.
I crawled in the dirt, did things even the moon would scorn, all for a love I thought would one day be returned.
But when that day came-he stood there, arms around another, his eyes as cold as the void, his words cutting deeper than any claw.
"I'm bored with you."
My heart turned to ice.
I bonded with Alpha Mike.
Alpha Gorge, waiting for me to beg, to crumble, stood paralyzed-shocked-as I walked away, leaving him behind.
When he saw me standing strong, unbowed, beside another-his wolf howled.
Dumped by the alpha, he begged me back like a dog Chapter 1
"Selina, you're going to be Alpha Gorge's luna? You didn't even tell me? Do you have any conscience?!" Eva's words struck like claws, echoing in my ears.
I froze.
Alpha Gorge-my Alpha-had announced it to the Pack? Why didn't he tell me?
Three years of devotion.
Finally... it's my turn.
But when I stepped inside,the familiar scent of my Alpha, that earthy, primal scent, mingled with something sharp.
I pushed open the door, everything shattered.
There she was.
Innocent, pure.
Her arms wrapped around Alpha Gorge's neck, her head nestled against his chest.
"Gorge, how does it feel." Her voice was soft.
Suddenly, Alpha Gorge's hand shot out. "Let me smell it." He yanked her bra strap aside.
The girl let out a soft, silvery laugh.
The moment I stepped in, the girl's laughter cut off, her eyes flashing with panic as she scrambled to get off Alpha Gorge's lap.
But he caught her, his grip like iron, pulling her back against him.
"What are you afraid of?" His voice, low and taunting, sent a shiver down my spine.
He shifted his attention back to her, fingers gently lifting her chin, pushing her face toward his.
"You think you're my Luna?"
I laughed, bitter and forced, my voice laced with fury. "I thought you were claiming me, Gorge. Finally making it real. But it's just another game, isn't it?"
Alpha Gorge's eyes darkened. "Oh, it's real, alright. I am claiming my Luna."
His hand slid down Amelia's neck, possessive and slow, like a hunter savoring the kill. "But it's not you, Selina. She's my true mate."
Amelia curled deeper into Alpha Gorge's lap, her eyes sparkling with victory.
"So, you must be Selina, huh? The longest lover of Alpha Gorge. But guess what? It's me and him now. Guess I've won."
Her words sliced through me. Alpha Gorge, with that same mocking smile, leaned down to kiss her.
"Oh, Alpha Gorge, my shoes are dirty, my OCD. let me clean them first."
"You don't have to do that, Selina," he sneered.
"Selina, Just lick them clean."
My heart shattered into jagged pieces. Three years of devotion-and this is how I was discarded.
"If this is just to humiliate me, congratulations. You've succeeded,"
I turned to leave.
But in an instant, Alpha Gorge's hand was on me. He yanked my arm hard, pulling me back.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Before I could react, his fingers twisted under my chin, forcing me to look into his icy eyes.
"Look at you," he snarled.
"Look at this pathetic thing you've become. Filthy. Weak. So damn common. Do you really think you deserve me? A beast like you?"
I struggled, pulling away, but his hold was suffocating.
"You're nothing but a plaything!"
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8.4
I worked three double shifts at the garage just to buy a velvet-boxed cake for my wealthy girlfriend, Arleen.
But when I pushed open the VIP room door, I saw her lover kissing her bare leg.
She didn't push him away. Instead, she laughed and swirled her martini.
"I only forgot Finn because I knew he would stay. He is a poor boy from Queens who follows me around like a loyal dog."
Later that night, her lover intentionally crashed a Porsche to scare me, sending a piece of jagged metal into my skull.
Lying in a growing pool of my own blood, I watched Arleen crawl out of the wreckage.
She didn't even look at me. She threw herself at her uninjured lover, screaming for a medic.
"He just got scraped by a piece of plastic. He is faking it. Deal with Jaquez first!"
When I woke up, I wasn't free. Arleen had locked me in a private hospital wing with 24-hour security, planning to isolate me and keep me as her broken, captive toy forever.
My blind, pathetic devotion finally froze into absolute disgust.
I looked at the heart monitor next to my bed and grabbed an IV needle.
I severed the sensor wire to trigger a flatline, slipped out the fire stairs while the nurses panicked, and burned my identity to ashes.
This time, I was going to disappear to London, build my own empire, and watch hers burn.
7.1
From a disgraced Luna whose execution was already ordered by her gormless and ripe-for-the-picking Alpha of a husband, to becoming the long-lost princess of the revered witch empire, Xylia thought she'd finally thrown off hard luck.
However, on her 25th birthday, she received a terrible blow. The ill-famed fiend, Kyle Norman, King of the Lycan realm turned out to her mate! He wasn't going to take 'No!' for an answer.
He wasn't planning to let go of the 'property' the Moon goddess had bestowed on him. War was nothing but a means to get Xylia to his side forever, even if he had to tread on a sea of carcasses.
From a dignified princess entitled to splendiferous things to a lowly maid in the Lycan realm, a despondent Xylia gets another surprise. Kyle has a twin with a vendetta against him?
And worst of all, that vindictive twin is also her mate?! Just how hair-raising were things going to get?
8.6
I woke up choking on rotting air in an alien jungle, surrounded by giant bioluminescent ferns and a three-eyed, armor-plated beast charging straight at me.
Before the monster could tear me apart, I was saved by a squad of men with metallic wings and laser rifles, but my nightmare was just beginning.
When they brought me back to their high-tech military base, every soldier we passed stopped dead, staring at me with a feverish, starving hunger that made my skin crawl.
In the medical wing, a manic doctor bypassed all protocol, pulling out a wicked silver needle to forcibly extract my blood, looking at me not as a patient, but as a winning lottery ticket.
Even their highest-ranking commander, a giant, scarred Admiral, immediately tried to claim me, demanding I be moved into his personal bedroom for "protection."
I didn't understand why I was being treated like a caged miracle, nor why a simple, accidental touch of my hand could bring my winged protector to his knees and silence his feral instincts.
"In the Aethel Empire, there are no females," my protector whispered, his icy blue eyes filled with raw desperation. "You are the only one."
The portal that brought me here was fading, trapping me in a universe of eighty billion shapeshifting Alpha males. Looking at the terrifying devotion in his eyes, I realized my life as an ordinary human was over, and to survive this, I had to tame the beasts.
7.3
WARNING ⚠️: This book contains sex scenes and mature contents not fit for readers below 18+.
If you love steamy romances and emotional stories, this book is the one.
By day, Damon follows her rules in the kitchen: chopping, kneading, burning his fingers, and surviving her sharp mouth.
By night, she follows his.
Damon Blackwell is a cold, dangerous billionaire who hates Christmas, women, and anything that smells like joy. Haunted by tragedy and trauma, and memories of the girl he once loved and lost, he lives like a machine: money, control, and pleasure without attachment.
Then his grandparents and three ruthless brothers dare him to do the impossible:
Live like a normal man for 12 days to Christmas: no staff, no luxuries, no protection, no control and no bad temper. He has to change and be easygoing with investors.
Fail, and he loses the biggest business deal of his life.
Indulgence is over for him.
The only place Damon knows he can grab survival? A small-town Christmas cooking competition hosted by that one woman who broke his heart years ago.
Merry Steele never expected to see Damon again. The man she left without a word. The man who haunted her dreams after she broke his heart back now stands in her kitchen offering a deal she can't refuse:
Cook for him. Sleep with him. Pretend to be his fiancée until the end of the year.
The pay is tempting. The temptation is even greater.
Before Christmas, can they resist the heat, desire, and lingering love they once shared and keep it strictly business?
As family obligations, enemies, and a high-profile Christmas ball close in, Damon and Merry must correct old heartbreak, passion, and dangerous feelings.
Will Damon ever forgive his fuckmate?
Can Merry resist the billionaire who once stole her heart... or will old flames burn hotter than ever under the snow, the lights, and the Christmas feelings?
8.5
In His World
8.5
When Elena's parents die, leaving her drowning in debt, a contract marriage to billionaire Adrian Blackwell seems like salvation.
But Adrian's world holds dark secrets.
His first wife, Sophia, looked exactly like Elena. So did his father's first love, Grace. But both women died under mysterious circumstances.
And now Elena is living in Sophia's penthouse. Wearing Sophia's face. Playing Sophia's role.
As Elena uncovers twisted family obsessions, buried murders, and a decades-old genetic conspiracy, she realizes the truth: she wasn't chosen randomly. She was designed for this.
And the last woman who wore her face didn't survive.
Will Elena break the pattern-or become another ghost in Adrian's world?
7.3
I shouldn't get wet at the thought of my step father, but I do.
It all started the day we had a business meeting. I work as an intern at his company and I couldn't help but imagine his long slender fingers f*cking me.
My name is Emma and no, I am not a pretty model queen. I am what you call a geek, a nerd and a wallflower.
But this wallflower wants to get bent over on his table and will do anything to be his slut. Even if it means getting my mother out of the way.
