"Mine!" I heard him growl. I turned around and screamed. He was so close to me our chests were touching. Alpha Carter is my mate! "No...no...no, you can't be my mate! You're ruthless!" He growled and grabbed my arms and pushed my up against the wall. He put his head in my neck breathing in my scent. I was about to punch him, but he caught it."tsk...tsk...tsk..." He said while waving a finger in my face. "I'm not yours!" I yelled in his face. He laughed and said, "Oh, but you are love." He moved his gaze down my body and moved his hand down along with it. I looked away. Uncomfortable yet turned on at the situation i was in. "You see," he begin and then grabbed my ass,"this is mine..." I was about to yell at him, but he clamped his hand over my mouth. He then grabbed my private area, "and this is mine!" He started to rub it. He let go of my mouth and I was about to kick him when his leg moved my leg and he stood in between my legs, he grabbed my legs so they were wrapped around his waist and started to grinding into me. I let out a loud moan. Then I heard him growl. Oh shit! I thought to myself.

I stood up, crossing the room to where he stood, and placed a hand on his chest. His heart was pounding beneath my palm, strong and steady, and it gave me the courage to speak. "I'm not afraid of you, Lucian. I'm afraid of losing you." His breath hitched, and for a moment, I thought he might push me away. But then he closed the distance between us, his hands gripping my waist as if he couldn't bear to let go. "Elara, you don't know what you're saying," he whispered, his voice rough with emotion. "If something happened to you because of me..." I didn't let him finish. Instead, I reached up, cupping his face in my hands, and kissed him. The moment our lips touched, it was like a spark igniting a wildfire. All the fear, the uncertainty, the danger-it melted away in the heat of that kiss. Lucian kissed me back with a desperation that matched my own, his hands tightening on my waist as if he was trying to memorize the feel of me against him. The kiss was wild, raw, filled with all the emotions we'd been holding back for so long. It was a kiss that spoke of need, of passion, of a love that was dangerous and unstoppable. ********* In a world where the line between humanity and the supernatural blurs, Elara's life takes a dramatic turn when she encounters Lucian, the enigmatic and powerful Alpha of a hidden werewolf pack.

'What's your name, Beautiful?' I asked her while I traced my hand down her cheek. 'N-Nova,' she stammered while staring at her shoes in fear. "Mine!" my wolf growled and pulled her against our body. Her cheeks turned red and I felt tingled spread in my body. Startled, she looked up. Her eyes projected some kind of sincerity that cut through mine. I put my face in her neck and took in her scent, in hopes of regaining control of my wolf. No success. "Mine!" ************ This story is originally in Dutch (His Human Mate | Nederlandse Versie). Translated by: @MysticBeginnings ©the-Duowriters // ©LerissaB Cover made by: @AndreaDarna WARNING: I WROTE THIS BOOK WHEN I JUST STARTED ON WATTPAD AND IT NEEDS LIKE ONE BIG MAJOR EDIT BUT IM TOO LAZY.. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED

CAUTION CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. "Say it, Allison," he said, his voice low as he trapped me against the rough wall. A shiver ran down my spine, his voice pulling at me, the power in it making me want to do anything he asked. I shook my head, afraid my voice might betray me. His teeth lightly grazed my neck causing a sigh to get past my lips. I could feel him smile against my skin. He knew he was going to get what he wanted one way or another. I tried to slip away, but he grabbed my wrists, pinning them down tightly. He pressed his hard body against me. I was aware of every inch of him that was touching me. "Don't think you can just leave. We're not done yet." My stomach tightened at his words, the desire inside burning for him. My damn body at war with my mind yet again. He slid his hand up to the edge of my shorts, slowly working it's way up as his mouth trailed small nips from my neck to my collar bone and lower, stopping only when he reached the fabric. I could feel my resolve weakening as his hand reached its destination. "Say it," he demanded. I moaned, my head tipping back as he moved expertly. I wanted to say it then, I really did. But if I said the words, there was no going back. ***************** Allison Cole has just turned seventeen. Most girls would be excited, but she doesn't see it as anything special. She can now find her mate, wherever he is. But she doesn't put much stock in mates or true love. How could something like that be predetermined? Things only go from bad to worse when on that very day she discovers who her mate actually is. Will Allison be able to overcome her bleak thoughts about mates and accept hers? Or is the man bad enough to make her run away? Caught between her body, her mind, and what's best for her pack. Allison must make her decision. Is it worth it?

"When will you accept me?'' Lucian murmured against my skin. The wonderful feeling only grew as he stepped closer, the thick muscles between our layers of clothing pressing against my back. He dipped his head. I could feel his lips against my ear when he spoke. "When, Victoria? I am tired of fighting with you. I know you want me just as much as I want you. Admit it." I couldn't. "Admit it, Victoria!'' Lucian's voice went deep when he raised it. Goosebumps prickled my entire body as he whirled me around so that we were face-to-face. I exhaled softly, hating the dominant position he had over me. Lucian wretched my chin up. His eyes were burning with a lustful smolder. "No." Oh, I would definitely get myself killed tonight. I knew my defiance was angering him further but saying I wanted Lucian would mean I was accepting defeat. And I didn't do that. Love was a game and I was determined to win it.

"Your Only choice is to accept this mate bond willingly or otherwise -" His threat lingered midway. Inviting her to accept her defeat or lose the people she have come to love all her life as well as her dignity. "Monster! You are a true Monster." She fought against his harsh hold that pin her down on the luxurious bed . Screaming and thrashing against the hold of the Alpha king who wanted her as exclusively his. She knew ones she was marked she was His Possession and nothing was holding the King from claiming what was rightfully ' his '

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

❌WARNING: VERY MATURE ❌ |Completed| 20-year-old lingerie/lewd model for vogue and Victoria Secret, Kat Lovelace. 21-year-old sexually frustrated, amazing photographer, Ryder Bane. The two are paired together as permanent pairs in a Victoria Secret modeling competition getaway. He's staring at her all day in nothing but a few delicate laces. She's finding it fun to tease the fuck out of him while he's working. They hate each other. But they can't keep their hands off each other. They're playing a dangerous game, for the rules state there can be NO intimacy between the pairs. {Reached #1 in Model} {Reached #1 in Dominant} {Reached #1 in Risky} {Reached #1 in lovehaterelationships} {Reached #5 in lust} {Reached #2 in Lingerie}

"Do I have to fuck you to make you understand that you belong to me?" He whispered huskily against her ear, pressing his pelvis onto the small of her back, "Do you want me inside you, my queen? Do you want your womb to be filled with my seed? Do you want me to dominate you?" - Sweet, naive, and innocent was she, so what would a small thing like her do with a beast king like he? - Warning: Will contain violence, foul words, and sexual content. Does not show a healthy relationship. Read at your own risk. Highest Rankings : #4 in Romance #8 in Paranormal #12 in Supernatural #11 in Vampire #17 in Fantasy #41 in Werewolf

After a traumatic incident from a past 'relationship', Cadence Mitchell absolutely does not want a boyfriend. She is strictly interested in short hookups to satisfy her sex drive but, by no means, will she allow feelings to be involved. The only problem she finds with this arrangement is that all the guys she goes out with are all the same. Which means, she's getting bored. Luckily, Cadence Mitchell spots a handsome, slender, white man at a boring art show that she just can't take her eyes off of. He's nothing like the other guys she's hooked up with, which is made clear when Austin announces that he's a college professor. Cadence is instantly hooked on him, much to Austin's surprise. Through this new, very interesting involvement, Cadence discovers Austin's really, REALLY not like the other guys. During a few rocky hook ups, Cadence and Austin both learn that he's a submissive man in the bedroom and she, conveniently, is a dominant woman. Neither have ever explored this side of themselves but, they're more than excited to test their own, and each other's, limits. Neither Cadence nor Austin ever expected they would catch feelings through these exciting evenings together, though, which complicates the strict rules Cadence has placed on their arrangement. [ COMPLETED ]