-WARNING-This story may contain content that some may find disturbing.
“If you can’t satisfy me with your mouth, then you’ll have to satisfy me some other way.”
He ripped off her flimsy clothing and tossed the shredded fabric aside. Visenya panicked as she realized exactly what he was implying.
“Let me try again…with my mouth. I think I c...”
“Quiet!” His voice echoed off the walls of his bedchamber, silencing her on the spot.
This wasn’t the way she had imagined her first time would be....

After a one night stand, I opened my eyes and found a naked handsome man lying next to me. He was the last Lycan.
According to the rumors, the last Lycan went crazy every full moon. He could only be tamed by having sex with a virgin werewolf.
Every pack sent virgins to sacrifice to the last Lycan, and I was the chosen one.
Before he woke up, I escaped quietly.
But it's strange how my wolf became more powerful!
Could sex with a Lycan make me stronger?!
The Lycan was a wall of masculine m...

After two years of marriage, she had never shared a bed with her husband. Summoning courage, she dressed in lingerie to find him, only to be coldly rejected. Later, she realized he already had someone he loved!
In a twist of fate, she accidentally slept with her husband, mistaking him for a stranger, and he was unaware that the person that night was her! Finally, one day, he learned the truth and pursued her madly, but she, utterly disappointed, decided to leave...

Aella Moore
- A 27 years old American woman, with gray eyes. A woman who is very jolly and always smiling amidst of everything that happened in her life. A daughter who cares for her parents more than her own life. An Aunt who protects with all of her might and a lover who loves more than she can thought she can.
Vincent Nicholas Johnsons
- A 29 years old Australian cold hearted busi-nessman, with blue eyes. The Australia’s most eligible bachelor and the man who would have everything in a sil...

I’m the old man of the group and no matter how much they value me, I will never be a part of them, Knight of the queen or not. I am the expendable one, the one that shouldn’t be here, and the one that shouldn’t be alive. By all accounts, I should have died 13 years ago. A question I always ask myself, every time my eyes open: why am I still alive? Why did the gods let that old priestess find me so many moons ago and bring me back from the dead? Why did they allow me to live?
I still wonder what...