Every girl wants to be "his girl". But not every girl is Josie Elena Locke. {Trigger Warning: Mental Disorder}

The moment she noticed her handler forgot to lock the door behind him, she wasted no time making a run for it. There's only one problem though. She had no clue where she was. Surrounded by endless trees she was stripped of having any sense of direction but that didn't stop her motives. The girl began her journey and ran for what felt like hours, stumbling upon a small abandoned home camouflaged deep in the woods. No second thoughts, she took shelter. Soon it's discovered that the home was indeed not abandoned but already claimed by someone. Unmoving, He studied her from the corner of the room while she stood there, oblivious to his presence... **WARNING** -ABUSE MENTIONED -SEXUAL EXPLOITATION / TRAFFICKING -SOME EXPLICIT DESCRIPTIONS MAY TRIGGER PEOPLE -18+ MATURE CHAPTERS FAR AHEAD ;))

(Book one of the DeLuca series) SMUT WARNING 🔥🤫 ______________________________________________ "How much" he asked "I'm not a prostitute" I said and he removed the hair that was laying on my shoulder. "I didn't say you were" he whispered into my ear as his fingers drew small circles on hips. Swallowing hard I closed my eyes when he gently sucked my earlobe. "So how much" he asked after backing away. Easing off the door I turned around to meet his beautiful blue eyes. My panty was already wet just by looking at him but I wasn't going to have him turn me into a hooker the first day I choose to do this. "Okay I'll give you 2000 euros" he said and my eyes widened. I needed the money but I can't do this "I'm sorry but I'm not a prostitute" I said walking away before picking up my coat. DO NOT COPY OR TWIST MY STORY TO YOUR OWN. I PUT ALOT OF TIME AND WORK INTO MY BOOKS SO DO NOT STEAL THEM⚠️⚠️⚠️ (Book cover by _navyblueee_)

[LATE UPDATES ] 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭. ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ He extended his hands and it reached down my throat, choking me tightly. Tears gathered inside my eyes and somehow I managed to say "V-veer mujhe d-dard ho raha h-hai" Instantly he tightened his hold and replied in a low terrifying tone, "Toh nahi jana chahiye tha na kisi dusre ladke ke pass meri jaan. Ab dard toh hoga tumhe" He totally sounds like a psychopath right now, his possessiveness will kill me someday. ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ "One or two?" He asked and I stared at him in confusion. "Fingers babygirl." He's rubbing my pussy, extending his middle finger toward my folds and dragging it back to my clit. I can feel the wetness down there. I'm not able to answer, everything is unheard. "Answer or you'll feel my dick inside you within a second" He commanded. "O-one" I slowly responded. Instantly, I closed my eyes tightly when he inserted two of his middle fingers with his ring on it. Oh, this is a pleasure.

Her mate rejected her after they slept together. Lily Rose than left and started her new life with a child on the way. 2 years later after finally settling in, Lily realizes she has stomach cancer and she only has five months to live. She doesn't have any parents to take care of her daughter, Crystal, so she has to go back to her old pack to see if the father of her child, Alpha Ethan Axton, will take care of her.

"Who are you?" He asks his bright blue eyes piercing through mine. "I'm..." I hesitate a second "I'm no one" I state coldly leaving a blank expression pasted on my pale face. "Everyone is someone" He frowns. "Well, I'm the exeption" I start to walk but he jogs to catch up with me. "There isn't an exception," He pushes as you walked. "Well, I'm no one important...Not anymore" I look down at my feet as they padded on the cold concrete path. "So you are someone?" He states and I shake my head. "No. I was someone" I push past him getting sick of the conversation. "Nope your not getting away without telling me your name" He yells grabbing my arm and twisting me around to face him. "People call me Ree" I frown kicking the ground. "Ree? Why do they call you Ree?" His eyebrows scrunched up in confusion. "It's short for reject..." ------------- Willow Wilt, an ironic name for a depressed 18-year-old who hates her life. Willow is quiet and bullied daily because of her height, lack of social skills and most of all her hiding her face. Constantly covering it with her hair, hoods, and hands. Dying on the inside her name suits her more than anyone could ever expect. She doesn't bother to wear makeup because its a waste of time apparently because its 'impossible to hide that ugly face no matter how much makeup you plaster on your face'. Mainly blending in the background she manages to avoid being the center of attention until he comes along. On a walk home, he sees her walking home beaten, crying and alone. Like always. Her big brown eyes brimming with tears, her face swollen and bruised. Enough was enough. He was going to help her. And that's how this began...

Since the day she turn five she was forced in a wolf slavery. Melody has been beaten and worst. She gets passed around like a toy. She goes from pack to pack. Alphas trading her off. Bruises and cuts from every new pack. But what happens when she is passed to the Moonlight pack and she finds her mate. Scared of rejection she runs. How far will he go to get her back. {my first story, it is kind of rough.} Cover by: xTySAFx