Too Late, Alpha: I Left With Our Son

"Drink this, and I'll ensure your mother's safety." Five months pregnant, Cynthia was forced by her Alpha, Killian, to down an entire bottle of strong liquor and dress up as a clown to entertain his so-called "savior." She endured the humiliation, clinging to a sliver of hope. It wasn't until the banquet that she discovered her mother had been disposed of in an unmarked grave by him three months prior! That night, her heart shattered. In front of everyone, she cut all ties with him and escaped through the window with the child in her womb. Killian went mad, coughing up blood and scouring the world for her for five whole years. Five years later, she returned, a master potion maker, with a quick-witted child by her side. Upon their reunion, the once arrogant pack leader humbly knelt in the rain, begging her to come back. But the little one coldly blocked him, "Sir, stop pretending. Mommy said good exes should vanish themselves."

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The rain lashed against me like an icy whip.

I had no idea how long I had been running. My legs were numb, moving only on raw survival instinct.

A tearing cramp ripped through my abdomen.

The poison from that bottle of liquor was finally taking hold.

A metallic sweetness rose in my throat. Darkness flickered at the edges of my vision.

I tripped over a tree root and crashed into a patch of muddy thorns. Spikes tore through my skin. Blood mixed with rain and dirt.

So cold.

So much pain.

My consciousness began to fade.

Was this how I would die? Rotting in the mud like a stray dog?

Killian's cold face flashed through my mind.

"Cynthia, the blood of a murderer runs through your veins. It disgusts me."

A bitter laugh escaped me.

Maybe death would be easier.

No more atonement. No more humiliation. No more facing the man who had shattered my heart.

I closed my eyes in despair and let the darkness swallow me.

Just as my heart was about to stop—a powerful surge of warmth exploded from deep within my abdomen.

My baby?

My eyes flew open in disbelief.

A brilliant golden light shone through my belly, piercing the filthy clown costume and blazing against the black night.

It was warm. Dominant. Radiating the aura of a king.

The light wrapped around me and forcibly drove the alcohol poisoning from my body.

Then a young yet commanding wolf's howl echoed through my soul.

"Awhoo!"

Under the golden glow, the phantom of a massive white wolf appeared.

Its fur was snow-white. Its golden eyes burned with fury. It lowered its head and brushed its muzzle gently against my cheek. Then it turned and roared into the storm.

The rain was forced back by its aura, creating a barrier of still air around us.

The Royal White Wolf.

Tears burst from my eyes.

The legend was true. Only the purest ancestral bloodline bore a White Wolf spirit companion. And it could protect its host even before birth.

Killian was a blind fool.

The 'bastard' he had tried to kill with that liquor was, in fact, the only White Wolf King born in a century—his own strongest heir.

"My baby…"

I cupped my heated abdomen, tears streaming down my face.

"Did you save me? You're angry too, aren't you?"

The White Wolf spirit looked at me with a lingering affection, then dissolved into starlight and sank back into my body.

Strength flooded my limbs.

I gritted my teeth and pulled myself out of the mud.

I could not die.

I wiped the mud from my face and looked toward the distant, brightly lit estate.

"Killian, look carefully. You failed to kill me tonight. From now on, I'll be your nightmare."

Cradling my abdomen, fueled by that golden power, I plunged deeper into the forest.

This was not an escape.

It was rebirth.

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Pertenecer a la mafia no es fácil, mantener tu lugar mucho menos, atrapar a uno de los lideres más grandes del bajo mundo… es casi imposible. Dasha Morozova solo queria su lugar en el mundo, al lado de quien amaba, sabia los riesgos, creció con ellos, y cuando al fin creyó conseguir a quien queria… la vida le demostró que no todo es un cuento de hadas, más cuando vives rodeada de enemigos, ahora el amor ya no es su prioridad, busca venganza, quiere recuperar lo que por ley es suyo y no le importa a que demonio deba tentar para ello. Lukyan Neizan, sabe que el legado de sus padres pesa sobre sus hombros, el don de ver destellos del futuro es su gran aliado cuando debe cuidar su espalda y destruir enemigos, pero… hay imprevistos que escapan incluso de su don, es así como el gran mafioso dueño de casi toda rusia y apodado la muerte blanca, despierta un día con la noticia de que tiene un hijo, del cual ni siquiera sabe quién es la madre. Dasha debe atrapar a un mafioso que la ayude en su venganza. Lukyan debe honrar las leyes de su clan y casarse solo con la madre de su hijo. La venganza es un plato que se sirve frio, y atrapar a un mafioso puede hacerte arder mucho antes de conseguir lo que quieres, pero eso Dasha… aun no lo sabe.

Action Mafia Romance

8.6

Chosen Wolf

8.6

Danni's world shatters the day her father dies. Her mother has become a hollow shell of who she once was, and Danni is left to pick up the pieces alone. Every day feels like a battle just to breathe, to move, to find something resembling normal. Then her ex shows up - stirring old wounds and turning her already broken life into chaos. As if that weren't enough, the people she trusted most begin acting... strange. Secrets twist around her like shadows, and nothing feels real anymore. And that's when he appears - the mysterious stranger who keeps showing up just in time to save her. There's something familiar about him, something that tugs at her soul. But the more she dreams of the haunting white wolf that stalks her nights, the more she wonders if her mind is unraveling... or if something far darker is calling to her.

Action Mystery Werewolf

7.2

His Betrayal, Her Unyielding Revenge

7.2

My ten-year marriage to a tech mogul ended with his affair. But the real betrayal wasn't his cheating with my protégé. It was the words of my five-year-old son. "I want Aunt Bethany to be my mommy!" His cry shattered me. My own son chose the woman who destroyed our family. I was a ghost in my own home, my identity as a wife and mother erased. So I walked away from it all-the money, the mansion, and the son who no longer wanted me. I built a new life, adopted a daughter, Eva, who truly needed me, and found a peace I never knew. Two years later, my ex-husband reappeared. To prove his "love" and force our family back together, he kidnapped my daughter. He thought he could control me. He was about to learn that the woman he broke is gone, and the woman who stands in her place will burn his empire to the ground.

Action Mystery Romance

9.6

His Lies Built My Empire, But My Camera Never Lies

9.6

I caught my husband Cade developing photos of his naked ex-fiancée—in our darkroom, on our anniversary. He said I was hallucinating. She said I was unstable. Then they took my cameras, my name, my unborn child. One year later, I'm "Lena Voss" in a Berlin punk squat, shooting underground fight clubs and dying dictators. Cade finds me at a gallery opening. He doesn't know I've hidden evidence in every frame. He doesn't know tonight's exhibition will expose everything—his fraud, her blackmail, the baby I lost alone. He just knows I won't look at him when I speak. And that makes him desperate.

Action Mystery Romance

8.5

Moonlit Legacy: Claimed By The Alpha King

8.5

"Don't you dare lay a hand on her!" He growled. "But she is nothing. She's just an unwanted omega," Jamey said. "Not anymore," King Barakar replied. "She is mine! She is my mate!" Raya was done with mate bonds, and pack loyalty. Broken, betrayed, and abandoned on the day that was meant to be the happiest day in her life by the Alpha she had loved in silence, she leaves only to collapse at the feet of the most powerful person in the five kingdoms - the Alpha King himself. He claims her as his fated mate and is passionate about her. But unknown to them, they share a destiny that pre-dates them. Raya finds herself in the midst of a power tussle, and she is the center of it all. Her awakened wolf is a threat to some, and a weapon for others. This time, she chooses to fight for her life, her freedom, and the wolf within, even if it sets the world ablaze, no matter the cost.

Action Romance Werewolf

8.9

PROFESSOR SIN

8.9

"Spread your legs and use your hands, my little dove," his voice was rough, a dark whisper that curled into my skin. My body trembled, traitorous, yet I obeyed..because I never resisted him. I couldn't. Even when his words bound me tighter than any rope, even when shame burned my cheeks, my fingers still moved at his command. I'm Amara Blake. At home, I'm nothing. The unwanted daughter. The mistake forced to live in her sister's shadow. A living Donor. A spare part to my sister. Scorned by my mother, hated by my father, reminded daily that my only worth is keeping myself "pure" for Nina's sake. But with him... purity doesn't exist. Professor Black doesn't see me as a burden. He sees me as temptation. A secret waiting to be ruined. Every time I walk into his office, I feel the weight of his gaze...hungry, dangerous, claiming. I shouldn't want him. I shouldn't crave the way his voice curls against my skin like a promise of sin. But I do. And when his hands finally touch me, I realize one truth...I'm no angel. I was made to burn. MY PROFESSOR SIN

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Too Late, Alpha: I Left With Our Son

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