Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

Josephine Jennings was one of those heads screwed on tightly, smart, kind, beautiful, all encompassing types of people. The types of people who knew what they were after, and would stop at nothing to get there. The types of people who rarely, if ever, derailed their plans. But plans, like people, were fortuitous. And for her, it was one night, one storm, one decision, and suddenly she was completely, and utterly, off-kilter. Ϟ a cowboy, a doctor, and a short(ish) story about fear, love, making mistakes, and learning to heal

❝Our love douses us in flames. It's terrible and deep and wingless, but I'll burn here if you burn here too.❞ ───※ ·❆· ※─── Kabir and Meher Two polar opposites; or that's what they think they are. They are both burning in the pain of love. Where one is aware of the other's pain, the other absolutely has no idea what the former has been through. Both are opaque as a thick mist, nobody can ever figure out what is going on in their mind. It is their favourite hobby to avoid each other. Because if they are together, there will be nothing but ashes. But when they're thrown into a marriage of convenience, it takes every fibre of their souls to hold back the new emotions that they feel towards each other. With a killer on the loose, their dangling relationship takes a test of time as the past rises up from the dead. Well, the results are just as similar to their dynamics- intense and full of heartbreaks. Will the flames burn what they already have or give rise to something new? Copyright © akiimarvelous 2022 This amazing cover is made by @NattKuznetsov Featured on Romance - Fake and Arranged Relations Trigger/Content Warning: Elements of violence, abuse, graphic descriptions of death, mental health issues, mention of sexual abuse and rape, mature scenes and other triggering issues. Please read only if you're comfortable and the story is marked to be MATURE.

| 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 | Akanksha, a forensic expert and her husband Vihaan, a CBI officer must work together through the gulf in their marriage to catch a serial killer threatening to expose their secrets. ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ When Akanksha returns to Jaipur for her best friend's wedding, she anticipates nothing out of the ordinary. The pre-wedding rituals remind her bitterly of her dream to marry for love and she dreads returning home to the brewing argument with her husband of seven years, Vihaan. But when a series of murders come knocking at Akanksha's door, she realises she cannot solve it alone. After avoiding each other like plague for years, she and Vihaan must put aside their differences and learn to work together to capture this serial killer. However, the nightmares of Akanksha's past are difficult to deny. Will the hunt for the murderer bring her and Vihaan closer together or are the secrets in their relationship too deep to ever find peace? ----------------------------------------------------------------- Trigger/Content Warning: Elements of PTSD, anxiety, violence, abuse, death, mental health issues, mention of sexual abuse and rape, and other triggering issues. Please read only if you're comfortable reading these themes and the story is marked to be MATURE. ----------------------------------------------------------------- | Featured By @Romance, @dangerouslove, @WattpadRomanceIN, @ContemporaryLit, @generalfiction, @WattpadChicklitIN and @MysteryThrillerIN | This amazing cover is made by @NattKuznetsov © akiimarvelous 2020 Exclusively On Wattpad

Leah is having the worst day ever. The last thing she needs right now is a fight with a stubborn, sexy, silver fox over the only hotel room left in town. But, maybe compromising could benefit them both... ♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥ Thank you so much for your interest in my story! It will be a short and sweet! If you enjoy what you read here, please consider checking out my other projects, "In His Bed" and "The Fling"!

#College romance #Fated Mates #Enemies to Lovers Fate doesn't send a warning text. What happens when the werewolf you can't stand becomes the werewolf you can't live without? **** As a neurosurgery student, I, Yvaine Mackenzie, have only one thing on my brain-well, the brain. Born werewolf, but with a self-prescribed immunity to the whole fated-mate concept, I never speculated how I would meet my other half. My life is already packed to the brim with surgical precision: textbooks, hospital shifts, matcha dates with my roommates, and making sure my twin brother-aka, our college's famous team captain-leaves the wereball field with all his limbs intact. That's right, wereball-the unnecessarily aggressive sport comparable to human football but with no refs, no penalties, and no protective gear. Or as I like to call it, uncivilized, primitive, and a waste of medical supplies. Everything fits perfectly into my color-coded agenda... until one night I innocently lend out my phone and receive the filthiest message from an anonymous rival player. Figures, as he's the most arrogant, irritating, and ill-mannered person I've never met. And my REM-sleep has never been the same. Though somewhere between late-night texting and morning bickering, the shockingly perceptive mystery man I renamed "Rudolph" becomes my closest confidante. But we can't hide behind our screens forever. The more our friendship deepens, the closer we draw toward catastrophic secrets and one undeniable truth-how we accidentally texted destiny into existence. When everything explodes...will I be able to forgive him? If I'd known one silly text would tilt the axis of my life? I would've done some cardio. Strengthened my heart. Kept a defibrillator with me. All the time.

Harram Obaid and Zaviyar Ali have always been two known strangers. Not because they don't know each other. Because it is easy this way. His life isn't easy and hers has always been a mess of complications. But the turn of events bring them to a point where they come face to face with the face of the truth they've never acknowledge before. It's not easy. But it is worth it. Realities are unleashed and beliefs are shaken. And now is the time to know if the losing sound of echoes is the sign of letting go forever or fading away just to come back again.

He doesn't know what love is but he knows he doesn't want to be lonely. She knows what love is but also knows she doesn't have a chance at it. Nikhil is a pretty straightforward guy who can be a little choosy about things and food. Sharanya is mostly a practical person with a romantic heart. With emotional baggage of their respective pasts and little stubborn mindsets these two individuals are brought together for an arranged marriage. Started: Completed:

Five people. Five lives. Five tales. Each of them is struggling through life and these struggles aren't something extraordinary. The journey is of friendship, questioning norms, fighting set standards and in doing so, maybe, stumbling upon love as well.

~ A forced bride's depressing world collides with a wounded gangster on the run. Will this collision bring more chaos or will it be start of a new beginning? ~ FULL SUMMARY, AESTHETICS AND EXCERPT INSIDE. Cover by @Emalax