He pinned her to the wall and cupped her face with his hands. Lust and longing were his only companions when he looked at her. She ripped her eyes off his. This annoyed him. He quickly turned her face again to his and leaning closer this time. His breath caressing her skin. "No.." she pleaded "She'll coming looking for us!" Her pleas only angered him, "I don't care!" And without delay, he roughly pressed his lips onto hers. His left hand was exploring her thigh while his other cupping her breast. She moaned against his lips every time he squeezed and this only fuelled his desire for her.... *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* French business man, Nicolas Chevalier, has it all. He is beyond handsome (Il est très beau). Wealthy as a god (Il est trop riche). And now he's married to the sex goddess of his dreams. So why does he feel attracted to his new stepdaughter? *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* [MATURE CONTENT]

"Did you ever look for me?" Her voice shaking. tears threatening to spill from her eyes. She knew the answer, but she hope it was different. The man behind her didn't answer, she knew she would be ignored. "No I never did, because I had what I wanted" the man said in clench teeth, he said every word with venom, the tears spill from her eyes cascading down her face pass her lips. Rejected over and over. "Will you ever accept me?" the stupid question she asked, she knew the answer to all her questions, yet she tortured her already shattered heart. "i will never accept you! Even if hell starts to freeze i will never, because you were never the one i wanted" he said jolting up from the bed, and walk to the door. " I only did what I had to do, for my pack" and with those last words he was out the door. Leaving her alone in the cold bed. Note:(still editing, read at your own risk.) This story may contain graphic scenes, violence, rape and improper language. Im telling this now, again this is a warning. I hope you enjoy. im open to any criticism because i know it will help me grow as a writer also im always editing the chapters so the comments and views wont make sense at all, but when im done it will. i know there is no perfect book but there is a master piece and i want my readers to experience the thrill and excitement of the book enjoy! ciao 🙌

BOOK ONE OF THE CURSED SERIES "What's your name?" His voice was a delicate murmur in her ear. "Alice," she breathed, gasping as he nipped at her lobe. Their bodies swayed to the music, ignorant of the people around them. She was falling into the abyss of this man, of his seduction and thrall. Her stomach clenched involuntarily as he breathed her name in a throaty groan. "I like that," he murmured as he trailed his tongue down her neck, nipping at the skin at the base of her throat. Alice opened her eyes at the glaring flashing lights above them. She wanted him. Gods how she wanted him... "What's your name?" She dared to ask. Her throat was dry and parched from the heat, from the man that ground his pelvis into her ass... He chuckled, fingers trailing down her right thigh, "so responsive," he murmured as she moaned, gasping for cool air. * * * When Alice seeks out a popular club in hopes of curbing the misery that 'the one that should not be named' had caused, she most certainly didn't anticipate stumbling upon a man who would rock her world in a way that 'the one that should not be named' didn't. Nevermind the prospect of stumbling upon someone who was of another species entirely. Although, she tried to forget about that part. And let's be honest here, it's not exactly easy escaping an Alpha that claims to require Alice for his survival. But like her gramps had told her- "there's nothing like a good kick to the balls." Though, that didn't quite work in her favour a year down the line. How, do you wonder? Well, it's a damn long story to tell.

"No.. NO What the fuck are you! Stay away from me." I said feeling a ping in my heart at my words. "You're my mate. I'm not going anywhere." He said stepping closer. His naked body was sweaty and I looked upwards so I wasn't tempted. "You're coming with me right now. Grab your things. Now." He said harshly. "No."I said narrowing my brows at him, "What kind of science experiment are you?" He growled. "I'm not fucking playing any games. Grab your shit and leave willingly or I'm taking you!" He yelled coming closer to my bed. I was not afraid of him. -

"You could learn a lesson or two from him, at least he knows how to -" Alessio's eyes darkened and a low growl escaped his mouth, he roughly gripped her waist and forced his mate onto his lap. "I dare you to finish that sentence" ~ ~ ~ With a heart made purely of obsidian, screams of torment and suffering drowned his thoughts. His demons could only be silenced by the voice of his beloved. He's experienced wars and loss far more gruesome than one could even fathom but nothing could prepare him for his light, his mate. He was seen as a King and she would be his Queen. The only person he would gladly get on his knees for.

"Stop struggling and submit to me. Or I'll make you," he whispered beside my ear with a deadly tone. "I will never kneel before you willingly." She said. "Have it your way then, sweetheart..." ___________________________________________________________________________________ Victoria Rose Dunham, just a regular she wolf of the Rising Crescent Pack in England. She's your average plain jane - dull, boring, lacking, insignificant almost. She can disappear behind the background without anyone noticing. Then there's Lewis Cedric Rowan, the heir to the great Alpha King. The next in line to the succession of the royal throne. The limelight that steals the show. The 'Prince Charming' seem to have everything everyone desires. But things aren't always as they seem, isn't it? WARNING: Matured audiences only. Copyright © wischerandrea (username). All Rights Reserved