"You despise me," I whispered, his hands caressing the curve of my hips, his forehead pressed against mine.
Kai exhaled sharply, his composure slipping. "I should," he admitted.
I trembled as his fingers moved lower, teasing the edge of my dress. "Then why are you touching me?" I questioned.
His golden eyes darkened, hunger evident in every line of his face. "Because I can't resist," he confessed.
Then, he lifted me onto the desk, pushing papers aside. "And I don't want to."
….
One forbidden nig...

You will serve us tonight Avyaane. First with your mouth and then with your pussy. When you're done you can descend to hell and never return!”
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Avyaane, an omega with a debt–ridden father, discovers she's mated to the Quads Alphas of her pack – Chad, Logan, Killian and Blair on her nineteenth birthday
But the thing is, she can't fall in love with them, definitely not the very sets of persons who made her life a living hell at Whiston’s College. Especially her ex–boyfriend, Chad, who...

He made sure he protected her, till she got on her feet again.

Elena, a strong-willed She-wolf is forcefully sold by her father to the cruel Alpha Damien; they tell her that once she bears the Alpha an heir she would be set free.
What she doesn’t know is the cruel Alpha is her mate yet he remains oblivious to their mate bond, he torments her everyday and when Elena discovers she is pregnant she runs away from the abusive grasp of Alpha Damien.
Alpha Damien swore to find her and bring her back but what he doesn't know is Elena is now a well sought out he...

"I'm mated to you, Asher," I whispered, hoping for his acceptance.
"No, you're mated to yourself because I can never be with someone like you," Asher replied coldly. "I, Asher, hereby reject you as my mate."
Confusion and heartache consumed me as I stared at him, my voice trembling. "Why are you saying all of this to me?"
"Because, Lenora, I can't be your mate. I regret accepting to be your boyfriend in the first place; it was merely out of pity," he declared, devoid of emotion.
Tear...

Warning: Contains strong language, smuts, abuse and some really explicit content, please read at your risk. "Let go of me…" Arabella said. She grimaced, shaking her head. "Do you think I would let you go so easily?" He questioned, then tutted. Sandro's nostrils flared as he sniffed her hair wrapped in his hands, Vanilla and Strawberry. The innocent yet naughty scent he remembered her with. "That would never happen, Cara Mia." Arabella gasped as Sandro pressed his body into hers. She moved to...