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Bearing The Alpha's Pups
Werewolf I, Carl Roger, reject you, Morgan, from being my future Luna and mate.
“If you're sensible, you'll find a quiet place to die on your own, instead of tarnishing our people's glory.
“You're just an ugly toad. Stay in the mud quietly, and don't burden our pack.”
On Morgan's Seventeenth birthday, she discovers that Carl Roger, her destined mate, chooses to endure pain rather than accept her. Each word he utters pierces her heart, leaving her trembling with devastation. Seeking solace, she turns to alcohol and finds herself lost in the depths of the woods. It is there that she encounters Alpha Damien Blackwood, a mysterious and feared leader known for his ruthless demeanor. Haunted by the loss of his first love, Damien has become bitter, cold, and closed off to the prospect of opening his heart again.
In the midst of their shared vulnerability, Morgan and Damien share a passionate one-night stand, unaware of the life-changing consequences it will bring. Soon after, Morgan discovers she is pregnant, and the weight of rejection from her pack forces her into exile. Determined to raise her child alone, she embarks on a journey of resilience and self-discovery.
Years later, fate intervenes and Luna, Morgan's triplets, unknowingly leads her back into Damien's world. Their paths collide once more, bringing to the surface the pain, desire, and unresolved emotions they had buried deep within. As Luna's innocence and unconditional love become the catalyst, Morgan and Damien must confront their painful past and navigate the intricate complexities of shared parenthood.
Will Morgan's unwavering love and the purity of their triplet's heart be enough to break through Damien's hardened exterior? Can they find redemption, forgiveness, and a second chance at happiness amidst the tangled web of their past? Alpha Jaxon Slave Mate
Werewolf Slamming her against the wall, he dug His fingers into her shoulders, eliciting a pain in her, which caused her to welp. His eyes caging her to his, shutting her sexy mouth up, as he looked into hee eyes.
"Hear me and hear me now, because I won't have to repeat my words the next time. You are not my mate, you don't deem to be my mate, I don't want someone like you as my mate, because, you are my slave, you are human, you are skinny, you are ugly, damn, you are short, fucking short, you are WEAK, you are fragile, you don't deem to be my Luna, because I don't want someone like you, never, would I want someone like you, especially not my pet"
Jaxon barked at her, his voice causing a momentum of pain and agony to sip right through her, every words he said, every words he spilled from those fucking hot lips of his had caused her to shiver, and she felt like collapsing, the impact of his words, had caused something in her to scream with pain, more pain, that she had never felt, even when she had been in the slave establishment. So ur was true then, the signs, the sparks, the reactions she felt when she was so damn close to him was right and it felt right, but he had said everything had been wrong, he had said the goddess must had made a mistake somewhere, all because she was a slave, a human slave, someone fragile for his taste, and all these while, he had known she was his mate, and kept it hidden, all because, she was human and his pet, as he had just stated.
Alexia Ortega was just a normal girl growing up, all she wanted was a normal life, she grew up with her parents, they lived in the lowly village land of Meduza, they were humans, living peacefully in human lands, not until they were attacked by the Granullas, they were a set of creatures, who uses others for slavery, then get them sold to a slave master. She was taken for slavery to their slave establishment, lived there for eight years, and was treated like a slave, then things began to change, when she got sold to the alpha king, who had once lost his witch mate. Coincidentally, sh got mated to him and she realized her life was going to change afterwards.
Jaxon Cruz is the alpha king, he have been living a thousand years, hoping for his mate to free him from his misery, he believed he had been the cause of his mate's death, who had continued to torment him. He still wanted his mate, hoping one day, his mate would come back to him, even though she was dead. He was the alpha king, and what is a king without a mate, especially one that have a history of dead mate. After five hundred and twenty nine years, he found a mate, she was not just his mate, she was his human slave and he was her master.
The goddess might have been punishing him for all his misdeeds, for granting him another mate, which was human.
Now how were they able to overcome the forces of the unknown enemies, who had killed his former mate and also some evil council members, who wanted to make their life a mystery, and would he accept a mate, especially a human slave.
"The goddess had decided to curse me with a human, a slave, as a mate. What next does the goddess wants from me, are my powers diminishing so quickly in these few years , are my no longer the king of all werewolves and packs! both just and rogues"
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At a graduation party, Catalina "accidentally" pulled me into the pool with her. Jax dove in without a second's hesitation. He swam right past me as I struggled, wrapped his arms around Catalina, and pulled her to safety.
As he helped her out to the cheers of his friends, he glanced back at me, my body shivering and my mascara running in black rivers.
"Your life isn't my problem anymore," he said, his voice as cold as the water I was drowning in.
That night, something inside me finally shattered. I went home, opened my laptop, and clicked the button that confirmed my admission.
Not to UCLA with him, but to NYU, an entire country away. Their Fall, My Rise
MAINUMBY I had my life meticulously planned: top grades, intense training, a clear path to the U.S. Service Academy.
My future was a beacon, a reward for years of unwavering dedication.
But then came the devastating twist: Mark, my childhood best friend, and his conniving girlfriend, Tiffany, decided my ambition was a threat to their own twisted narrative.
They systematically sabotaged my critical fitness test and derailed my SATs, watching my dreams shatter with chilling indifference.
My carefully constructed world collapsed in an instant.
I was plunged into years of soul-crushing dead-end jobs, a life of grinding poverty, and the bitter taste of shattered potential.
The final, brutal act of their cruelty came during a chance reunion: cold fury from Tiffany, an almost apologetic glance from Mark, then the hired thugs, the balcony, and the irreversible fall.
I lay dying, haunted by the crushing weight of their malice.
How could the people I once trusted engineer such a complete and utter destruction of a life?
The raw injustice burned hotter than any pain, leaving me with a desperate, unanswered question: Why them, why me?
But instead of oblivion, I was hurled back.
The familiar scent of lavender, the drone of a lawnmower, the calendar screaming August 10th.
Three months before my future was stolen.
Seventeen again, with the searing clarity of what was to come.
And then I saw them.
Mark' s cold, assessing eyes told me he knew.
This wasn't a do-over; it was war. Seventeen Again: The Day Everything Changed
Charlene I died peacefully in my eighties, only to shockingly wake up seventeen again, still in my childhood bedroom. It was college application day, and everything felt eerily familiar, especially my lifelong dream with best friend Jack and boyfriend Kevin: Princeton, shared dorms, and a future intertwined.
But the comfort shattered an instant later. Kevin and Jack, my supposed "constants," calmly announced they were ditching the Ivy League. Their new plan? State University, staying local, all to "support" Brittany, the head cheerleader—a non-entity in my previous life—who claimed her family was in crisis.
The betrayal hit like a physical blow. Suddenly, my meticulously organized SAT notes, the very tools of *my* ambition, were handed over to Brittany without a second thought. They paraded her scores, reveling in *her* success, while publicly dismissing my shock and mocking my sudden declaration of choosing UC Berkeley. At the graduation party, they treated Brittany like royalty, their arms around her, their attention solely hers, while I became an irrelevant outsider. The yearbook, a symbol of our unbreakable bond, bore their dismissive scrawls, cementing my abandonment.
How could the boys who were my rocks, my future, obliterate *our* shared dream for someone they barely knew? Why did their chivalry translate into such a profound betrayal of me? The sheer injustice and confusion were a cold knot in my stomach.
But I wouldn't let their misplaced heroism define me. No longer the girl who silently absorbed their choices, I clutched my Berkeley acceptance, booked a one-way flight, and definitively chose my own destiny. This time, I was playing for myself. 
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