This book is leaving Wattpad on August 15, 2026 *** If loving you comes with a price, I'm happy to pay for it with everything I have. --Fenris Fenris, the alpha heir of the Winterthrope clan, is marked and claimed by Prince Damien of the Nocturne Kingdom during a visit. In a world where alpha on alpha mating is forbidden and condemned, their love is doomed once it is exposed before the entire Nocturne court. After a failed attempt to elope, they are forced apart by the Nocturne Queen. Fenris is brought back to Winterthrope to face his father's wrath and his clan's judgment. While tormented by the pain of being torn away from his mate, Fenris must also endure the loss of his status and reputation, facing humiliation and isolation. When his stepmother becomes pregnant with another potential heir, he knows he has become expendable to his clan. When the vampires march on Winterthrope and capture Fenris's omega brother Leif, Fenris throws himself into battle once more, hoping to rescue Leif and bring him to safety. However, he doesn't expect the mysterious and dangerous Vampire King to agree to exchange Leif for Fenris's surrender. Fenris expects to die as the vampire king's prisoner, never to see his lover again. But will Damien give him up? Or will the wolf prince find his way to his alpha mate, as he has promised? Fenris: 26 years old Damien: 26 years old ___________ Book 2 of The Alpha Mate Series. Book 1 is The Wolf Prince's Rival Mate There will be NO mpreg between main characters in this series. HE eventually. Updates every Wednesday, Friday and Sunday at 8 a.m. PST.

Michael Terlaine, Earl of Terlaine, was the perfect alpha. He had spent his entire adult life working toward that ideal-and now, the next step in his meticulously planned future was marriage. Who better to fill the role of his mate than Liam Blake, the most beautiful omega in the country-the "perfect" omega. But what Michael hadn't planned for was Liam's alpha older brother. Anthony Blake, Viscount of Blake, was a man of action. After years serving in an elite secret intelligence unit that recruited only the sharpest, most ruthless alphas, his moral compass was... nonexistent. Now, suddenly thrown back into the "normal" world, adapting was proving to be no easy task. But perhaps the key to blending in lay in his little brother's seemingly perfect suitor. ------------------------- This is a fan fiction inspired in Alessandra Hazard series The Wrong Alpha, for a better understanding I recommend you to read the series first, plus Alessandra's books are pure gold. This is also an omega verse story featuring alpha x alpha couple. If you don't like this topics please do not read.

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"

He knew he was blushing; he could feel it. Boy, did he hate that. "I-I never sleep," his eyes darted away for a moment, "maybe I was thinking of all the ways I could bash your face in." Devyn glared at those jade eyes, his lip curling slightly. He pressed their bodies closer, his leg slipping between Lexin's. "If you think-" Devyn's words died from his lips as Lexin nearly whimpered, from both embarrassment and pleasure. Devyn's firm thigh was now pressed against his rock-hard dick, and he had no excuse as to why it was hard. The two stared at each other in a thick silence, Lexin's eyes wide and Devyn's unreadable. "Y-you should-" "Is this why you're up," Devyn's tone began to drop, "couldn't find a good fuck at the party?" Lexin glared and tried his best not to grind his hips forward and release some of the pain. "If I wanted to, I would have," he scowled. "Since when do you come home unsatisfied? We both know you can't keep it in your pants," Devyn's eyes stayed locked on the bruises. "Prick," Lexin hissed. Unable to stop himself, his hips pressed forward this time, his eyebrows pinching together. To his surprise Devyn pushed back. He wasn't gentle about it either as he applied the weight of his muscular thigh onto Lexin's hard on. Devyn's dark eyes flicked to his before he leaned down, brushing his lips on the shell of Lexin's ear. "You want to tell me why you're so hard, princess?" Lexin turned beat red, "Stop calling me that." "That's not an answer," Devyn slid his head down and brushed his lips over the sore hickey. ~'~ WARNING: this book has a choking and biting kink. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

Sticking two hot heads who've had it out for each other since day one didn't seem smart. But yet that's exactly what happens. Roman and Will didn't "click" together, the closest they were to having something in common was their swim team and their need to prove each other wrong. This is why they are given an ultimatum: They can give up their swimming scholarships or go to a beach house to mend their relationship. It was simple, they have to spend two months together. No communication with anybody else. Bonding exercises everyday. And absolutely no fighting for two months. Who knows what will come out of this?