Paisley Darkwood has been dreaming about one thing her whole life...finding her mate. Oh yeah! I forgot to mention, Paisley is a werewolf. But she's not just any female wolf, she's the daughter of Alarik Darkwood, one of the most powerful Alphas in the world who is very protective of his family and pack. Paisley is hoping her mate will be kind, smart, caring, and brave. Little did she know the person she hates most will be the person she's destined to love.

Before I could blank he suddenly ran up to me at an impossible speed and grabbed me by the nape of my neck, not giving me a chance to say something or move away "You're mine." He growled with dark eyes as I heard my friend Charity scream beside me. Then, my knees weakened and my eyes rolled to the back of my head as darkness consumed me. ••• Regan Mitchel moved from Ireland to America as a chance to get away from her problems. She becomes friends with Charity, and they both slowly move on from their pasts. But when she turns 18 everything changes soon after when she decides she would meet a hot guy she talked to over Facebook. Highest ranking #110 in Werewolf #17 in Human Sequel// Blood Rose Complete ✓ (it always switches to ongoing)

"Don't you think Colton is hot?" She asked raising her eyebrow. "He's attractive but not my type, and he's too old for me." I said and closed my locker. She chuckled and stopped once she looked behind me. I turned around and surely enough, Colton was standing there with a smirk on his face. "Aww, Athena. I'm hurt." He mocked, putting his hand over his heart. "Aww, I don't care." I teased with a small smile. "Well, that's no way to treat your future Alpha." He crossed his arms. His muscles flexed as he did so. "Sorry, Alpha sir." I saluted with a serious face. "Now Ms. Bradley, as a punishment, you will clean the whole pack house." He said with the same amount of seriousness. I shook my head. "I am not a maid, Sir." I raised my eyebrow the slightest bit. "Too bad." He said seriously, but I could see the amusement in his eyes. The bell rung and the sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway. The Alpha's Young Mate DISCLAIMER: I wrote this book when I was very young and there are a lot of mistakes.

COMPLETED✅ When 2 drop dead gorgeous heirs are forced into marriage, what happens? They more or less figure out that there might be side effects to this marriage. side effects may include: - A hot tempered wife who's obsessed with movies. - A confusing husband that keeps to himself. - Hell of great outfit choices to match the sexiness of both. - And oh, maybe just a little bit of love and affection. ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Excerpt: "This is our bedroom. Your clothes are already in the closet, as well as your toiletries in the bathroom " he says motioning towards the closet and the bathroom. Wait, what does he mean our bedroom? "Wait, what do you mean our bedroom?" I voice my worries with wide eyes and furrowed eyebrows accompanied by a scrunched nose. "There's only one bedroom in this house. Where else would you sleep, cream-cheeks?" "Umm, I thought th-that I'd be having my own bedroom ". "Nope, we're married now, don't couples share beds?" He asks audaciously making my temper rise and blood fume with anger and agitation. He knows full on that we're not like any couple. By now, I really don't care. I just want to sleep and I don't mind sleeping on the same bed as him as long as he keeps his hands to himself. "Fine, but you keep your hands to yourself !" I threaten with my index finger pointed in his direction, my eyes glaring in a not-so-successfully-intimidating way. ••• *contains mature themes. * contains cursing. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in arrangedmarriage😭🤩 #1 in Gorgeous #1 in HealthyRelathionships #1 in PlayingGames #1 in MoneyProblems #1 in Movies #1 in burn #1 in fastpaced #1 in ForcedMarriage #9 in lovestory #19 in billionaire #1 in millionaire

(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

Everyone knows Dominic Blackwood. The 25-year-old billionaire CEO. Cold. Ruthless. A man who never smiles. He has a four-year-old child. Then Amelia Carter appears ,a naive girl looking for a job. She wasn't supposed to get involved. She wasn't supposed to stay. But the moment she steps into the Blackwood mansion, everything begins to change. A man who trusts no one. A girl who sees the world differently. A child who only wants love. And suddenly, the coldest heart in London may not be as untouchable as everyone thinks. Most Impressive Ranking #1 slowburn out of 79.2K stories #1 ceo out of 26.2K stories Rankings #1 billionaireromance out of 1.2K stories #1 funnyromance out of 938 stories

She belongs to him-and he makes sure she never forgets. He's dominant, possessive, and absolutely obsessed. When he wants her, he takes her. Hard. Rough. No questions asked. And she gives in to the heat, the punishment, the addiction of being owned by a man who doesn't share. But power is a dangerous drug-and she wants her own fix. In the aftermath of one night where he ruins her body, she takes control the next morning. Teasing. Taming. Turning the tables. Because if he thinks he owns her completely... She's ready to show him that two can play dirty. Their love isn't soft-it's savage. It's hands against walls, lips that bruise, and moans that never sound like mercy. It's sex laced with war, obsession dripping with need. And neither one of them will surrender.

"You stupid bitch!" Screamed the red head turning to face me. Her drink spilled all over her. "I'm so sorry, i didn't mean to." I said backing away. As i was backing up i was stopped by a wall. The girl came stalking towards me with her hand ready to strike. I closed my eyes ready for impact but it never came. I opened my eyes to see why she didn't hit me, to see a tall muscular figure in front of me. "Get out of my way Ben!" The girl spat. "Stand down." The figure which I'm guessing is Ben said. "Move out of my way so I can end her!" She screamed. "Stand down Camilla!" Ben ordered. I stepped to the left to get a better look at the two. The girl which I know now is Camilla tried to lunge at me but Ben grabbed her by her neck pinning her to the wall. "Why are you protecting this human Ben?" Camilla screamed trying to loosen the grip on her neck. Human? Weren't we all humans? "Because she's my mate." Ben growled. - - - Cover made by madbees NOT EDITED DO NOT STEAL MY STORY

"You see him as an heir of your empire and not as a family member. All you care about is the inheritance and not the child. If all you want is an heir then why not marry someone and produce as many heirs as you want." She stopped as she narrowed her eyes at him. And then with a mocking expression she continued, "Or is it that you are unable to Re.Pro.Duce??" seeing the angry flush on his face her heart smiled with satisfaction. But before she could celebrate her little victory against him he pulled her from her wrist and she collided with his hard chest. Snaking an arm around her waist he held her tightly as she struggled in his hold. "Don't play with fire, Ms Lilly Jones or don't complain to me later if you end up getting burned." "I've never hated anyone as much as I hate you." she spitted. "The feelings are mutual then, sweetheart." he smiled. _______________ He married her to fulfil a promise he had made long ago. She was supposed to be a bride in name only, a wife just on papers. Then why he felt an undeniable hunger in him every time she met his gaze. Desiring her wasn't a part of his plans. He has never wanted anything as much as he wanted her. And that's where everything started to take an unexpected turn... Started on : 27 Dec 2020 Completed on :12 March 2021 ------------- Word count : I'll tell you when I'm done counting 😪

I shouldn't want him. He shouldn't want me. But boundaries blur when power, control, and desire collide. "I-I shouldn't be attracted t-to you," I whisper, my back hitting the wall. He moves closer-slow, deliberate-until there's nowhere left for me to go. His tattooed arms cage me in, palms pressing against the wall on either side of my head. His scent wraps around me, dark and intoxicating. His breath grazes my cheek, sending heat straight through my spine. "And I shouldn't want to fuck you," he murmurs against my ear, voice low and unrestrained, "but yet I do." ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This book is intended for mature audiences only. Reader discretion is advised. This story contains: Age gap Consensual BD/SM themes Power dynamics Nudity Sexual content Violence Profanity Mature themes