Seducing And Playing My Alphas
Five years ago, Zaria Blackthorne lost everything. Framed as a traitor's daughter, she watched her parents die, was betrayed by her fated mate, Callum Nightbane, and cast into prison-only to be saved by a monster who wanted to ruin her. That night, she should have died. But fate had other plans.
Now, she's back. No longer the naïve girl who once begged for mercy, she has been reborn as Celeste Draven, the temptress of Nightbane Academy. With a new identity, a rare bloodline that makes her irresistible, and a body forged for seduction, she is ready to dismantle the lives of those who betrayed her-one sinful encounter at a time.
But revenge comes at a cost.
Three powerful men are obsessed with her and they are a tool in her revenge games and then she realised the deeper she played, the harder it becomes to keep the men in control.
And what do you think will happen when the truth comes to light, and she discovered she was being played herself? Will she sacrifice her love for vengeance or allow her enemies to burn and claim the throne for herself?
Dive into this story of betrayal, revenge, reverse haram, and obsession, where no man actually owns Zaria Blackthorne.
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Chapter 4
Zaria's POV
My head throbbed in pain, my body ached and the sharp scent of mold filled my nostrils the moment I regained consciousness.
I blinked again the darkness, confusion settling over me. Where was I?
Then everything came rushing back: Callum's rejection. Aria's triumphant smile. The way he kissed and touched her in front of everyone just like he did to me, but in secret of course. The immense pain of our bond shattering.
A sob escaped my mouth as I glance around. A cell. I have been thrown into the Pack's prison.
A wave of despair clawed at my chest.
I had given Callum everything. My love. My trust. My body.
And in return, he had pushed me aside like I was nothing. Tears streamed down my face as I curled into myself. How.....how could I have been foolish?
I was still repreminding my stupid self when I heard the sound of approaching footsteps. My body tensed.
The door flung open violently and he stepped inside.
Callum.
Even in the darkness, I could recognise him. His sharp and handsome features are unmistakable and his eyes were locked onto me with a cool indifference, as if I were nothing more than a criminal and not the same woman he had sworn to protect.
The silence stretched between us before I swallowed the lump in my throat, forcing myself to be composed. "Why?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "Why did you reject me?"
Callum sighed, rubbing a hand on his face like I was a hassle that needed to be gotten rid of. "I needba strong Luna, Zaria. Someone who commands respect. Someone who isn't an Omega. Someone whose parents didn't betray this pack."
His words stung than I cared to admit.
Aria. She had always been the perfect one. Wealthy. Powerful. Untainted by scandal.
I let out a bitter laugh. "So, it wasn't about love?"
He smirked. "Love? Don't be delusional. Love was never a factor, Zaria. You should've known that."
Anger replaced my pain as I clenched my fists. "Then why? Why did you use me? You marked me....." My voice broke from the overwhelming humiliation. "You fucked me several times, even took away my innocence on the night my parents died. You whispered lies in my ears every night."
Callum shrugged, as if I didn't matter, as if those times doesn't matter. "I wasn't going to let you go without getting a taste of you. You have the best pussy I have ever fucked and I can't seem to get over you."
A taste. Best pussy.
I was nothing more than a meal to be devoured and discarded. I was nothing more than his whore.
Rage burned through me, and I met his gaze. "You'll regret this.
"Regret? Isn't that too much for someone who will be dead by sunrise."
I froze. "What....?"
"My father had already given the order," he said, his voice cold and detached. "At dawn, you'll be executed like your parents."
Panic surged through me as I scrambled forward, grabbing his legs. "Callum, please! You don't have to do this."
He yanked his leg free, stepping back. "Goodbye, Zaria."
Then he turned and walked away.
I collapsed to the ground, my body trembling. Elsa, my wolf whimpered for the first time since the nightmare began, feeling just as betrayed as I was.
This is really the end for me. I'm going to die.
****
The night stretched on as I remained on the floor. I had lost hope. Until, the sound of footsteps echoed down the corridor.
I lifted my head, and from my tear-streaked vision I saw a figure standing by the door.
Ashen. Callum's best friend. We weren't close, so I wonder what he was doing -
Hurriedly, Ashen pulled out a key, sliding it into the lock. The heavy door creaked open. "Get up," he whispered, holding the door and scanning the hallway.
I stared at him, confused. "Why are you...."
"This is no time for questions," he cut me off. "Leave. Now."
There was no time for hesistation. I pushed myself up despite the pain that wrecked my body and ran out of the cell.
My heart raced as we made our way through the corridors, towards a secret passageway. Once outside, he handed me a bag.
"There's everything you need in the bag. Run as fast as you can." I nodded, before I could even say more, he turned and left. I slung the bag across my shoulders, and made my way into the forest. My breath came in ragged gasps as I ran, the trees blurring past me.
I was tired. I was weak. I wanted to rest, but I couldn't. I keep running through the forest with one goal in mind -survival. I had to survive, not for me, but for my father. That was his last commands.
I kept running-until I heard footsteps behind me. When I turned around, I saw Ashen with several of Callum's men.
Did Callum find out and told him to get me back? My heart beat at the thought of going back to that cold prison.
"Ashen...?"
A slow smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Did you really think I was just going to let you go?"
My heart pounded.
"Callum said you were tight," he murmured, stepping closer, his eyes gleaming with dark and dangerous intent. "Said you had the best pussy ever. I thought to have a taste too."
Fear gripped me. "Please don't...." I stumbled back.
But he closed the distance between us, his hand unbuckling his belt. His hand reached out but before he could grab me-
A low growl echoed through the night. Ashen frozen. His men tensed. The growls grew louder, and from the darkness huge figures emerged.
Rogues. They were more than a dozen of them, their eyes sharp and intimidating.
Ashen cursed, stepping back. "Damn it! We're leaving." With a final glare, he turned and quickly disappeared into the trees with his men.
My heart pounded against my ribs as he left me alone with the rogues. I wanted to run, but I knew it was useless. These huge ceatures would catch me even before I took my first step. They moved closer, their steps intimidating. They stood in front of me, the leader of the Rogues, an older tall man with piercing golden eyes, smirked.
"Looks like we found something interesting."
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8.3
EDEN
8.3
Elianila, an AI Architect, is part of an elite team tasked with designing a global system meant to prevent threats, manage disasters, and distribute resources to vulnerable regions. After five years of tireless work with her colleagues, she uncovers disturbing anomalies, code-named, X-variables, that flag individuals according to criteria she never programmed.
As Elianila digs deeper to understand what the X-variables measure and where their origin, she finds herself in direct conflict with the authorities. Soon, the System marks her and her daughter as threats - targets to be eliminated.
With a small band of colleagues and dissidents, Elianila goes on the run, hiding in places beyond the Systems reach. As they evade surveillance, they race against time to warn others, expose the truth, and fight back against the omnipresent authority of the System.
9.0
Once a pampered princess, Alaina now clutched a deactivated American Express card, staring out at Central Park. Her family’s fortune was gone, her life, over.
Her family's Hamptons estate, a four-generation legacy, was seized by Dyer Capital. The name hit her: Hardin Dyer, the poor boy she’d once scorned, had returned.
Hardin marched in, serving a divorce agreement. He'd orchestrated her family's downfall for revenge, giving her 24 hours to vacate his property. Penniless, her father faced prison, needing $50 million. Her mother forced her to beg Hardin, who sneered, offering the money for her body. Alaina ripped up the contract.
Hours later, her father had a heart attack. Desperate, she became "Lexi," a club girl enduring humiliation. In the Viper Room, Hardin's lackeys demanded she lick whiskey off his shoe for $10,000. Hardin watched. Outside, her brother Ashton's hand was threatened for a $3 million debt. Spirit shattered, Alaina returned, knelt on broken glass, offering to sign. But Hardin declared her family "dead," offering $10 million for her body, commanding her to use her mouth.
In a furious act of defiance, Alaina threw whiskey in his face, snatched the check, and fled. Yet, when he finally took her, a searing, foreign pain and blood on the sheets revealed a shocking truth: he had never touched her three years ago. Why had he let her believe such a monstrous lie?
9.6
Nelson Smith has been struggling for survival due to kidney failure. Without a transplant, he has less than four months to live.
No one in his family matched after tests were done. Not even his siblings, parents or cousins, except for one person, Janice Capuno, his wife.
Janice used to be the darling of a wealthy Dynasty, until she hid her identity and married the man she loves, Nelson Smith, against her parent's wishes.
Instead of getting love, she was treated like a servant by her mother-in-law, mocked as a gold-digger by her sister in-law, but for her husband, his love towards her remained unshakable. He'd never ceased defending and protecting her from his family, that's why when the doctors confirmed her to be a match, she didn't hesitate to get herself cut open to save Nelson's life.
****
There was barely thirty minutes to the surgery, and Janice was already in her hospital gown, waiting to get cut and her kidney given out to save her husband's life, when the reality of everything she had believed in came changing in her eyes.
"Babe....my phone...switch it off...battery." Nelson pointed to his bag weakly before the sedative took full action on him. Just before she'll put the phone off, a WhatsApp notification suddenly popped up. It was from Tricia, his University ex-girlfriend.
"Baby, has the fool gone into the theatre yet? I can't wait for this to be over. Once you get the kidney, we're done with her." The message read.
8.4
Kenzie, the former leader of the Aegis Alliance, opened her eyes to find herself reincarnated as a freezing, abandoned infant in a wet cardboard box.
She was rescued from the rain by Devin Ayers, a ruthless billionaire, and rushed to a private hospital, but a deadly threat was already waiting for her.
The ER doctor, Desiree Dillon, approached her with a syringe. Through a sudden burst of telepathy, Kenzie read the doctor's dark thoughts. Desiree wasn't trying to cure her fever. She deliberately ignored the safe dosage, drawing a lethal amount of Diazepam to permanently silence the crying baby and disguise it as sudden infant death.
"This will make it all go away," Desiree smiled gently, the needle glinting as it moved inches from Kenzie's arm.
Trapped in a weak, paralyzed three-month-old body, Kenzie couldn't run, fight, or even speak. She could only watch the poison inch closer.
How could she survive death only to be assassinated in a hospital bed by a corrupt doctor? She used to command armies. The sheer injustice and terror of dying completely helpless in this tiny body ignited a blinding rage inside her.
Refusing to be a victim again, Kenzie pushed her newborn brain to its absolute limit and unleashed a desperate telepathic scream directly into the billionaire's mind.
"Poison! She's trying to kill me!"
Devin, who had been looking away, suddenly froze, his icy gray eyes locking onto the doctor's wrist.
9.1
The heavy oak doors of the Crane estate splintered under the battering ram. Annetta was just putting her five-year-old daughter to sleep when the SWAT team stormed the nursery.
They told her that her husband, Major Alek Crane, was killed in action overseas. But instead of a hero's funeral, he was branded a national traitor, and the feds were seizing every penny of their wealth.
Lead investigator Issac Rocha dragged Alek's charred remains into the grand hall just to mock him. He stripped Annetta of her wedding band, confiscated her winter coat, and officially exiled her, her daughter, and her hostile mother-in-law to a freezing Appalachian death zone. In the federal holding cell, the extended family turned on Annetta, calling her a cheap commoner and leaving her to shiver on the concrete floor. They were dumped in an abandoned mining town with nothing but canvas jumpsuits to die in the snow.
Annetta knew Alek was framed in a ruthless political hit. Issac Rocha wanted them to rot in the mud and freeze to death, completely forgotten by the world.
"We are going to live, and we are going to burn Issac Rocha to the ground."
But Issac made one fatal mistake. He didn't know the quiet, submissive daughter-in-law had spent the last three years secretly building a military-grade doomsday bunker right in the heart of that very mountain. Stepping past the freezing mud, Annetta initiated the biometric scan, and the massive steel blast doors slowly swung open.
7.8
"I won't accept your rejection, Lorraine. You are the one I want."
"Then you are as mistaken as the Moon Goddess. I am not fit to be anybody's mate. I... I am a killer. It is what I do."
"I understand. You are a soldier. Which soldier has not killed to protect? I will never hold that against you."
"Wrong. I am a cold-blooded murderer. Being a soldier is just the perfect excuse."
***
Lorraine Spears has spent most of her life as a rogue, surviving by her wits and strength. When devastating war gave her a chance to join the coalition army, her fate became entwined with the alpha queen, Athena. Rising from a mere rogue to right-hand general and beta of the queen's pack, Lorraine lives for duty alone. Yet beneath her stoic exterior, the past haunts her.
Then the Moon Goddess plays her hand, mating Lorraine with the most infuriatingly arrogant alpha she has ever met. Determined to resist him, Lorraine refuses to let a fated mate distract her, while Logan refuses to let her go.
Just when she thinks she might have paid enough for her past sins, bloodcurdling vengeance returns, and everything she thought she knew about her family is revealed as a lie. Reeling from betrayals, unexpected new family, and an obsessed enemy on her heels, Lorraine must decide whether to trust a bond that threatens her clarity or embrace her predicted happily never-after.