
My rejected Alpha mate
Fancy Cola · Completed · 116.2k Words
1k
Hot
1.1k
Views
328
Added
Start Reading
Add to Shelf
1k
Hot
1.1k
Views
328
Added
Add to Shelf
Start ReadingIntroduction
Owning a frail wolf, being rejected by my mate, and being humiliated by my brother ......
With all of these, two years ago, I chose to leave.
Two years later, I'm a powerful, attractive she-wolf.
It was at this time, my Alpha mate reappeared. He tried to get me to come back to him, but he didn't even recognize it was me!
I rejected him, but he didn't give up.
And slowly, I realized that he was different from what I remembered.
Just like me, he had the same many secrets in that buried past......
Should I reject him again?
With all of these, two years ago, I chose to leave.
Two years later, I'm a powerful, attractive she-wolf.
It was at this time, my Alpha mate reappeared. He tried to get me to come back to him, but he didn't even recognize it was me!
I rejected him, but he didn't give up.
And slowly, I realized that he was different from what I remembered.
Just like me, he had the same many secrets in that buried past......
Should I reject him again?
Chapter 1
Angel's POV
"Hey mutt, how dare you come out? You still have no wolf, right?"
"Look at her stupid face, who wants a mate like her? Disgusting!"
With a spit on my face, I was pushed hard to the ground and my clothes were covered with mud. Various mocking voices came into my ears, and I could feel the malice of these people.
Yes, as a member of the Moon Crescent Pack, I was the only one who had no wolf so far. The other werewolves looked down upon me and bullied me because of that.
I wiped the spit and raised my head to look around. Holding the slightest hope, I wished someone could stop them and protect me. In the crowd, I saw my brother, Micheal, just a stone's throw away. However, he gazed at me emotionlessly and then left, as if he didn't know me at all.
I know he still blamed me for my parents' death.
My parents used to be the bravest warriors in the Moon Crescent Pack, but they died for protecting me in a battle between two packs. Since then, I was ostracized, ridiculed, and no one liked me.
"Hey, Danna." They emptied a lane and Danna stepped out from between them. She looked down at me and gave me a hard kick.
She laughed, "Hello again, Angel. Didn't I tell you not to show up in front of me? Your face really makes me sick."
Danna used so much force that my legs hurt. Unexpectedly, an inexplicable feeling sprang up in my heart like something was roaring and about to come out.
Looking into her eyes, I asked, "Why can't I come out? This is my home pack."
"Home pack?" Danna's tone was mocking, "A weak, ugly, fat, clumsy girl like you don't deserve to stay in our pack. If I were you, I would leave here right now! How can an eighteen-year-old werewolf have no wolf?"
I clenched my fists and my whole body trembled. Miserably, what she said was right.
"No wolf, no mate. Angel, why do you have the courage to stay in the pack?"
Oh mate, her words made my heart ache again.
I turned eighteen today, and it was logical that every wolf could sense their mate on this day, which was why I was out today.
Danna noticed my twinkling eyes and she glared at me, saying incredulously, "You're not out looking for your mate, are you? Huh, you're so weak, the mate you found must be weak, too!"
"Are you kidding? Maybe your mate saw it was you and went to hit the wall in a fit of anger!" Danna's friend also teased.
These words were like a knife that pierced into my heart.
Why? Why do they humiliate me like this?
Is it just because I'm not strong enough?
I didn't believe what they said, and I still had expectations of my mate. He must not be, as they say. I am his mate and he will protect me!
A voice in my heart echoed the sentiment, and my movements froze for a second, then I looked in one direction and I sensed something.
I smelled a wonderful aroma, like a mixture of vanilla, rose, and orchids. It is so addictive. I closed my eyes and slowly went to perceive it.
It was like some creature slowly awakened, and a slightly husky voice broke into my mind, "It's him, our mate has appeared!"
Who's speaking?
Is this my wolf?!
My wolf and my mate have appeared together!
It seems that I should be happy, but I almost cried out. I tried to get up, but Danna kicked me again, and I fell to the ground again, surrounded by her companions.
'I'm sorry, I just woke up and I'm weak now, I may not be able to help you.' My wolf's name was Slade, her eyes turned red and she looked angry at the person who hit me.
"It's ok." I wasn't very surprised, I could feel her weakness, but I don't know if it was just my illusion. I always felt that there was much more under the surface of her weakness.
Danna turned around and ran in the direction I had just looked in.
She ran slowly, like a lady, not at all looking as fierce as when she had just hit me.
"Gabriel!" Danna shouted out, even her voice was much softer. "Are you here to see me? I know you care about me!"
I kept my eyes on the other side and widened at the name.
Gabriel! My mate is Claw Gabriel Rennon, the Alpha of Moon Crescent Pack.
I wanted to shout out to him, but Danna's friend covered my mouth and pulled me behind a tree.
I turned my head and could barely see Danna talking to Gabriel through a gap between a bunch of people.
Gabriel didn't answer Danna. He glanced around and it was difficult for him to see me.
Danna stopped Gabriel, who was ready to leave.
She asked directly, "Gabriel, can I be your mate? You're the leader of the pack, you need a mate! I'll turn eighteen in a few days, and I can be your mate!"
Gabriel is the Alpha of the Moon Crescent Pack, and also the strongest, handsome man of the pack. God seemed to be extraordinarily patient with him, giving him blond hair, a high nose, and sensual lips. He is a gift from God.
And Danna was the most sought-after she-wolf of the Moon Crescent Pack by the males.
They looked perfect for each other, but Gabriel was my mate!
"Gab-" I tried to shout out, but Danna's friend stopped my struggle.
She shouted in a low voice, "Shut up!"
Gabriel's eyes are a charming dark grey. I hold the firm belief that nobody could escape from his intimate gaze. He looks like a French model in the series EMILY IN PARIS.
But now he didn't look in a good mood as he glanced at Danna: "Only the strongest she-wolf is qualified to be my mate."
I have to admit that my heart hurt when I heard that as if it was being squeezed hard.
I didn't even dare to struggle anymore.
Gabriel needed a mate who was strong enough to know how to fight, but I was just an ugly, weak she-wolf.
Would he be disappointed to see me?
I shuddered to think of the look in Gabriel's eyes.
'You're sad.' My wolf suddenly voiced out. In her mind, finding her mate was something to be happy about.
'As you heard, I'm not the type of mate he wants.'
'But he's our mate, we're a gift from the moon goddess, and you should trust them!'
Really? Hope sprouted in me again.
I saw Danna glance my way, smile nastily, and then put her arms around Gabriel: ''And what if someone is eighteen years old but has no wolf? Is such a she-wolf worthy of being your mate?"
Gabriel was out of patience, his voice was as cold as ice: "How dare such a loser to stay in our pack? I am ashamed to have a mate like that, I would have rejected her."
Those words completely shattered me, and I almost forgot to breathe. I felt the whole world tremble violently.
I knew that Danna had succeeded.
She had peeked into my diary and she knew I had a crush on Gabriel. And Danna likes Gabriel too! She meant to do that!
Danna smiled, "Gabriel, can we have a date tonight?"
"Not available." Gabriel turned around to leave.
"How about tomorrow?" Danna kept pace with him.
As they were out of sight, the crowd dispersed and Danna's friend left.
'Hurry! Let's go find our mate!' Slade said.
My whole body was out of energy. I stood up and walked in the direction of home.
'Walk the other way!' Slade reminded me.
'I don't want to go to him! He doesn't even like me! He's going to reject me!'
I probably shouted too loudly inside my mind and Slade fell silent and didn't force me to go to my mate anymore.
I got kicked twice in the leg by Danna and it hurt, so I hobbled home.
On the way, I met my brother Michael, who was talking with his friends.
He noticed that I was walking strangely, and he headed to me.
Every time he looked at me, it made me feel like I was the most criminal person in the world.
"What did you do? Get into a fight with someone? Why do you always act like a kid?" His tone was so impatient.
"I'm eighteen now! I'm an adult! Today is my birthday, do you still remember?"
At first, there was confusion in his eyes, but soon, it turned to hate.
"Your birthday? Do you still have the will to celebrate your birthday? Have you forgotten the day our parents died?" He shouted at me.
Our parents died on my fifteenth birthday.
Michael always thought I should be responsible for my parent's death. He hates me, treating me like an enemy.
I didn't know how to answer him.
"Why should my parents save you? It's totally not worth it! Go away, I don't want to see you again!"
Michael's words were like a hand gripping my heart, which began to ache violently.
I suddenly developed a strange resentment towards my companions, my mate, and even my family!
The air here makes me feel depressed. No one likes me, and as Gabriel said, I don't deserve to be in this pack at all!
I've had enough of this!
Michael looked at me angrily and I turned away, panicking in my steps.
'What do you want?' Slade asked me.
'I'm getting out of here!'
I went home and started packing my things to leave.
'I need a kind of new life to help me forget all the bad things here!'
I'm sorry that Slade had to be separated from her mate just after he showed up, but I had to leave.
I don't know where I got the courage. I don't have the money, and I don't know where to go. But I just made the decision to leave. I know that if I kept staying here, I would only get more disgusted with myself.
Before I left, I took one last look at my home, which was filled with countless happy memories. Of course, I was sad to leave, but for me, living here again would only make me traumatic.
Before I left, I said "goodbye" softly.
Unfortunately, no one cares whether I stay or leave.
Last Chapters
#124 Chapter 124
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#123 Chapter 123
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#122 Chapter 122
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#121 Chapter 121
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#120 Chapter 120
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#119 Chapter 119
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#118 Chapter 118
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#117 Chapter 117
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#116 Chapter 116
Last Updated: 3/3/2025#115 Chapter 115
Last Updated: 3/3/2025
You Might Like 😍
Avery and the Cursed Alpha
3.5k Views · Completed · Lyra Lupine
After losing her mother to cancer and drowning in crushing debt, Avery Wellesley is running out of options. Her house is about to be seized, her job is hanging by a thread, and every door she knocks on seems to slam shut in her face.
Then a mysterious billionaire offers her a deal that sounds too good to be true.
Alexander Ravenswood is powerful, wealthy, and feared throughout Tenebrous City. Behind his perfect public image lies a deadly secret. He is the Alpha of the Nocturne Pack, cursed by an ancient bloodline that is slowly driving him toward madness and death. His only hope lies in finding the legendary Aethon Orb—or the prophesied mate destined to save him.
When Alex discovers that Avery can draw symbols connected to the long-lost artifact, he offers her a contract she cannot refuse: become his fake fiancée for six months in exchange for enough money to erase her debts and save her home.
What begins as a business arrangement quickly becomes something far more dangerous.
As they search for the missing Orb, Avery is drawn into a hidden world of werewolves, ancient prophecies, and deadly pack rivalries. Powerful enemies want Alex's throne. A jealous Alpha heiress wants Avery gone. And a ruthless rival Alpha will stop at nothing to claim the Orb for himself.
But the greatest secret of all may be Avery herself.
Because the closer she gets to Alex, the more impossible truths begin to surface about her past, her strange abilities, and the destiny that has been waiting for her all along.
With a curse threatening Alex's life, enemies closing in from every side, and a forbidden bond growing stronger by the day, Avery must decide whether to walk away from the dangerous Alpha who needs her—or risk everything for a love written by fate itself.
In a city where secrets kill and destiny cannot be escaped, can a fake engagement become a love powerful enough to change the future?
Then a mysterious billionaire offers her a deal that sounds too good to be true.
Alexander Ravenswood is powerful, wealthy, and feared throughout Tenebrous City. Behind his perfect public image lies a deadly secret. He is the Alpha of the Nocturne Pack, cursed by an ancient bloodline that is slowly driving him toward madness and death. His only hope lies in finding the legendary Aethon Orb—or the prophesied mate destined to save him.
When Alex discovers that Avery can draw symbols connected to the long-lost artifact, he offers her a contract she cannot refuse: become his fake fiancée for six months in exchange for enough money to erase her debts and save her home.
What begins as a business arrangement quickly becomes something far more dangerous.
As they search for the missing Orb, Avery is drawn into a hidden world of werewolves, ancient prophecies, and deadly pack rivalries. Powerful enemies want Alex's throne. A jealous Alpha heiress wants Avery gone. And a ruthless rival Alpha will stop at nothing to claim the Orb for himself.
But the greatest secret of all may be Avery herself.
Because the closer she gets to Alex, the more impossible truths begin to surface about her past, her strange abilities, and the destiny that has been waiting for her all along.
With a curse threatening Alex's life, enemies closing in from every side, and a forbidden bond growing stronger by the day, Avery must decide whether to walk away from the dangerous Alpha who needs her—or risk everything for a love written by fate itself.
In a city where secrets kill and destiny cannot be escaped, can a fake engagement become a love powerful enough to change the future?
The Family Books 1-3 (A Mafia romance)
2.1k Views · Ongoing · Emma Mountford
Saints and Sinners- She was the light to my dark.
The saint to my sinner. with her innocent eyes and devilish curves.
A Madonna that was meant to be admired but never touched.
Until someone took that innocence from her.
She left.
The darkness in my heart was finally complete.
I avenged her, I killed for her, but she never came back.
Until I saw her again. An angel dancing around a pole for money.
She didn’t know I owned that club. She didn’t know I was watching.
This time I won’t let her escape.
I will make her back into the girl I knew.
Whether she likes it or not.
2/ Judge and Jury- I can’t stop watching her.
I’m not even sure I want to.
Taylor Lawson, blonde, beautiful, and totally oblivious to how much dangers she’s in.
She’s also the one juror in my upcoming murder trial that hasn’t been bought.
The one who can put me behind bars for a very long time.
I know I should execute her.
After all that’s what I do.
I am the Judge.
I eliminate threats to The Family.
And Taylor is a threat.
But I don’t want to kill her.
Possessing her, making her love me seems like a much better plan for this particular Juror.
3/ Rags and Ritches-
The saint to my sinner. with her innocent eyes and devilish curves.
A Madonna that was meant to be admired but never touched.
Until someone took that innocence from her.
She left.
The darkness in my heart was finally complete.
I avenged her, I killed for her, but she never came back.
Until I saw her again. An angel dancing around a pole for money.
She didn’t know I owned that club. She didn’t know I was watching.
This time I won’t let her escape.
I will make her back into the girl I knew.
Whether she likes it or not.
2/ Judge and Jury- I can’t stop watching her.
I’m not even sure I want to.
Taylor Lawson, blonde, beautiful, and totally oblivious to how much dangers she’s in.
She’s also the one juror in my upcoming murder trial that hasn’t been bought.
The one who can put me behind bars for a very long time.
I know I should execute her.
After all that’s what I do.
I am the Judge.
I eliminate threats to The Family.
And Taylor is a threat.
But I don’t want to kill her.
Possessing her, making her love me seems like a much better plan for this particular Juror.
3/ Rags and Ritches-
The Game of Claiming
12.7k Views · Completed · Billie Patsy
When Lila Moreno stepped into the Romano mansion, she didn’t expect to be caught in the middle of a silent war. The four infamous Romano brothers rule the city’s underworld with blood and money—yet the moment they see her, their power turns personal.
A drunken bet becomes their private game: win the maid.
The rules?
Don’t let the others know you’re falling for her.
And never, ever let her leave.
But each brother plays differently—
The eldest buys her obedience.
The second steals her breath.
The third corners her in the dark.
The youngest ruins anyone who touches her.
Lila isn’t sure if she’s a player in their game… or the prize they’ll destroy each other to claim
A drunken bet becomes their private game: win the maid.
The rules?
Don’t let the others know you’re falling for her.
And never, ever let her leave.
But each brother plays differently—
The eldest buys her obedience.
The second steals her breath.
The third corners her in the dark.
The youngest ruins anyone who touches her.
Lila isn’t sure if she’s a player in their game… or the prize they’ll destroy each other to claim
Goddess Of The Underworld
884.9k Views · Completed · Sheridan Hartin
Left at a pack border with a name and a stubborn heartbeat, Envy grows into the sharpest kind of survivor, an orphaned warrior who knows how to hold a line and keep moving. Love isn’t in the plan…until four alpha wolves with playboy reputations and inconveniently soft hands decide the girl who won’t bow is the only queen they’ll ever take. Their mate. The one they have waited for. Xavier, Haiden, Levi, and Noah are gorgeous, lethal, and anything but perfect and Envy isn’t either. She’s changing. First into hell hound, Layah at her heels and fire in her veins. Then into what the realm has been waiting for, a Goddess of the Underworld, dragging her mates down to hell with her.
When the veil between the Divine, the Living, and the Dead begins to crack, Envy is thrust beneath with a job she can’t drop: keep the worlds from bleeding together, shepherd the lost, and make ordinary into armour, breakfasts, bedtime, battle plans. Peace lasts exactly one lullaby. This is the story of an orphan pup who became a goddess by choosing her family; of four imperfect alphas learning how to be better. Steamy, fierce, and full of heart, Goddess of the Underworld is a reverse harem, found-family paranormal romance where love writes the rules and keeps three realms from falling apart.
When the veil between the Divine, the Living, and the Dead begins to crack, Envy is thrust beneath with a job she can’t drop: keep the worlds from bleeding together, shepherd the lost, and make ordinary into armour, breakfasts, bedtime, battle plans. Peace lasts exactly one lullaby. This is the story of an orphan pup who became a goddess by choosing her family; of four imperfect alphas learning how to be better. Steamy, fierce, and full of heart, Goddess of the Underworld is a reverse harem, found-family paranormal romance where love writes the rules and keeps three realms from falling apart.
Accardi
996.9k Views · Completed · Allison Franklin
“I thought we discussed this earlier, Weakness? I warned you. His death is on your hands.”
“I thought you said you were done chasing me?” Gen mocked.
“I am done chasing you.”
Before she could formulate a witty remark, Matteo threw her down. She landed hard on her back atop his dining room table. She tried to sit up when she noticed what he was doing. His hands were working on his belt. It came free of his pants with a violent yank. She collapsed back on her elbows, her mouth gaping open at the display. His face was a mask of sheer determination, his eyes were a dark gold swimming with heat and desire. His hands wrapped around her thighs and pulled her to the edge of the table. He glided his fingers up her thighs and hooked several around the inside of her panties. His knuckles brushed her dripping sex.
“You’re soaking wet, Genevieve. Tell me, was it me that made you this way or him?” his voice told her to be careful with her answer. His knuckles slid down through her folds and she threw her head back as she moaned. “Weakness?”
“You…” she breathed.
Genevieve loses a bet she can’t afford to pay. In a compromise, she agrees to convince any man her opponent chooses to go home with her that night. What she doesn’t realize when her sister’s friend points out the brooding man sitting alone at the bar, is that man won’t be okay with just one night with her. No, Matteo Accardi, Don of one of the largest gangs in New York City doesn’t do one night stands. Not with her anyway.
“I thought you said you were done chasing me?” Gen mocked.
“I am done chasing you.”
Before she could formulate a witty remark, Matteo threw her down. She landed hard on her back atop his dining room table. She tried to sit up when she noticed what he was doing. His hands were working on his belt. It came free of his pants with a violent yank. She collapsed back on her elbows, her mouth gaping open at the display. His face was a mask of sheer determination, his eyes were a dark gold swimming with heat and desire. His hands wrapped around her thighs and pulled her to the edge of the table. He glided his fingers up her thighs and hooked several around the inside of her panties. His knuckles brushed her dripping sex.
“You’re soaking wet, Genevieve. Tell me, was it me that made you this way or him?” his voice told her to be careful with her answer. His knuckles slid down through her folds and she threw her head back as she moaned. “Weakness?”
“You…” she breathed.
Genevieve loses a bet she can’t afford to pay. In a compromise, she agrees to convince any man her opponent chooses to go home with her that night. What she doesn’t realize when her sister’s friend points out the brooding man sitting alone at the bar, is that man won’t be okay with just one night with her. No, Matteo Accardi, Don of one of the largest gangs in New York City doesn’t do one night stands. Not with her anyway.
The Vampire Prince's Hybrid Bride
51.4k Views · Ongoing · Riley Above Story
As a wolfless orphan, Joanne had been abused by Alpha Anthony ever since she was a child. She devoted her entire life to surviving in his pack—until one day, she returned home to find an injured vampire lying in her house, his whole existence luring her in. Taking the risk of bringing him in, Joanne never expected Alpha Anthony to discover it the very next day and finally seize the chance to kill her. Just as Joanne was about to be executed, the vampire she had saved arrived, with his army. And Joanne realized that he was the Prince Alexander, heir to the vampire throne…..
Aphrodite and the Cursed Mate Bond
2.8k Views · Ongoing · June Calva
In a werewolf pack that despised weakness, Aphrodite learned to survive by staying quiet, keeping her head down, and enduring cruelty in silence. The Alpha heirs hated her. The future Beta and Gamma made her life unbearable. When she finally breaks and seeks freedom at the Moon Goddess temple, she does not find release.
She finds truth.
Aphrodite is not human at all. She is a rare white wolf, descended from an ancient Direwolf bloodline long believed extinct. The ritual meant to sever her ties awakens her wolf instead and with it comes the scent of five mates bound to her by fate.
The Alpha twins who once scorned her now cannot stay away. A human hunter walks beside her and proves that strength is not born of fangs or dominance. A cursed Wolf King holds the key to her past and her father’s imprisonment. And watching from the shadows is one who was never meant to interfere at all.
As gods fall, packs fracture, and war reshapes the world, Aphrodite must decide what destiny truly means. Is it submission to fate or the courage to choose her own path.
Love does not come in one form. Neither does power.
In a world ruled by gods and wolves, Aphrodite will become something neither ever expected.
Not a queen.
But the axis upon which the world turns.
She finds truth.
Aphrodite is not human at all. She is a rare white wolf, descended from an ancient Direwolf bloodline long believed extinct. The ritual meant to sever her ties awakens her wolf instead and with it comes the scent of five mates bound to her by fate.
The Alpha twins who once scorned her now cannot stay away. A human hunter walks beside her and proves that strength is not born of fangs or dominance. A cursed Wolf King holds the key to her past and her father’s imprisonment. And watching from the shadows is one who was never meant to interfere at all.
As gods fall, packs fracture, and war reshapes the world, Aphrodite must decide what destiny truly means. Is it submission to fate or the courage to choose her own path.
Love does not come in one form. Neither does power.
In a world ruled by gods and wolves, Aphrodite will become something neither ever expected.
Not a queen.
But the axis upon which the world turns.
The mafia princess return
910.9k Views · Completed · Tonje Unosen
Talia have been living with her mother, stepsister and Stepfather for years. One day she finally get away from them. Suddenly she learn she have more family out there and she have many people that actually love her, something she have never felt before! At least not as she can remember. She have to learn to trust others, get her new brothers to accept her for who she is!
Rise of the Banished She-Wolf
411.2k Views · Completed · Lily
"White wolf! Kill that monster!"
That roar stole my eighteenth birthday and shattered my world. My first shift should have been glory—blood turned blessing into shame. By dawn they'd branded me "cursed": cast out by my pack, abandoned by family, stripped of my nature. My father didn't defend me—he sent me to a forsaken island where wolfless outcasts were forged into weapons, forced to kill each other until only one could leave.
On that island I learned the darkest edges of humanity and how to bury terror in bone. Countless times I wanted to surrender—dive into the waves and never surface—but the accusing faces that haunted my dreams pushed me back toward something colder than survival: revenge. I escaped, and for three years I hid among humans, collecting secrets, learning to move like a shadow, sharpening patience into precision—becoming a blade.
Then, under a full moon, I touched a bleeding stranger—and my wolf returned with a violence that made me whole. Who was he? Why could he wake what I'd thought dead?
One thing I know: now is the time.
I have waited three years for this. I will make everyone who destroyed me pay—and take back everything that was stolen from me.
That roar stole my eighteenth birthday and shattered my world. My first shift should have been glory—blood turned blessing into shame. By dawn they'd branded me "cursed": cast out by my pack, abandoned by family, stripped of my nature. My father didn't defend me—he sent me to a forsaken island where wolfless outcasts were forged into weapons, forced to kill each other until only one could leave.
On that island I learned the darkest edges of humanity and how to bury terror in bone. Countless times I wanted to surrender—dive into the waves and never surface—but the accusing faces that haunted my dreams pushed me back toward something colder than survival: revenge. I escaped, and for three years I hid among humans, collecting secrets, learning to move like a shadow, sharpening patience into precision—becoming a blade.
Then, under a full moon, I touched a bleeding stranger—and my wolf returned with a violence that made me whole. Who was he? Why could he wake what I'd thought dead?
One thing I know: now is the time.
I have waited three years for this. I will make everyone who destroyed me pay—and take back everything that was stolen from me.
Bound By Power, Torn By Love
2.1k Views · Ongoing · Cynthia Adama
She is the only daughter of a notorious mafia boss, but she is forced by her father to marry a hateful bastard in a contract marriage. To avenge her father, she has a one-night stand with a charming man, but unexpectedly falls into the trap of another terrible man, who is her father's enemy and another mafia boss. His mission is to make her father disappear.
She regards him as her only salvation, but he regards her as a pawn for revenge. When two enemies dance on the sharp knife, what will be the final outcome?
She regards him as her only salvation, but he regards her as a pawn for revenge. When two enemies dance on the sharp knife, what will be the final outcome?
The CEO's Unspoken Love
269.9k Views · Completed · Lily Bronte
"You want my forgiveness?" he asked, my voice dropping to a dangerous timbre.
Before I could answer, he moved closer, suddenly looming over me, his face inches from mine. I felt my breath caught, my lips parting in surprise.
"Then this is the price for speaking ill of me to others," he murmured, nipping my lower lip before claiming my mouth in a real kiss. It began as punishment but quickly transformed into something else entirely as I responded, my initial rigidity melting into compliance, then active participation.
My breathing accelerated, small sounds escaping my throat as he explored my body. His touches were both punishment and pleasure, drawing shudders from me that I thought he felt reverberating through his own body.
My nightgown had ridden up, his hands discovering more of mine with each caress. We were both lost in sensation, rational thought receding with each passing second...
Three years ago, to fulfill the wish of his grandmother, I was forced to marry Derek Wells, the second son of the family that had adopted me for ten years. He didn't love me, but I had secretly loved him all along.
Now, the three-year contractual marriage is about to end, but I feel that some kind of sentiment has developed between Derek and me that neither of us is willing to admit. I'm not sure if my feelings are right, but I know that we can't resist each other physically...
Before I could answer, he moved closer, suddenly looming over me, his face inches from mine. I felt my breath caught, my lips parting in surprise.
"Then this is the price for speaking ill of me to others," he murmured, nipping my lower lip before claiming my mouth in a real kiss. It began as punishment but quickly transformed into something else entirely as I responded, my initial rigidity melting into compliance, then active participation.
My breathing accelerated, small sounds escaping my throat as he explored my body. His touches were both punishment and pleasure, drawing shudders from me that I thought he felt reverberating through his own body.
My nightgown had ridden up, his hands discovering more of mine with each caress. We were both lost in sensation, rational thought receding with each passing second...
Three years ago, to fulfill the wish of his grandmother, I was forced to marry Derek Wells, the second son of the family that had adopted me for ten years. He didn't love me, but I had secretly loved him all along.
Now, the three-year contractual marriage is about to end, but I feel that some kind of sentiment has developed between Derek and me that neither of us is willing to admit. I'm not sure if my feelings are right, but I know that we can't resist each other physically...
The Spy Who Left
1.3k Views · Completed · Orion Vale
"She's naive. A pretty little socialite who got lucky marrying above her station."
"I still can't believe she actually did it. Aria Hart, filing for divorce. Who saw that coming?"
"How long do we think it'll take before she comes crawling back?" Another voice joins the conversation.
"Three days," Victoria declares. "Five at most. She has no money, no skills, no family. Where's she going to go?"
When Aria Chen divorced billionaire Leon Hart, New York's elite sneered, betting she'd crawl back within days. She never did.
Three years later, the world is rocked when Dr. Aria Vale, CEO of a revolutionary cybersecurity empire, steps into the spotlight. The mysterious genius who built a billion-dollar company from nothing is none other than Leon's discarded wife, the woman everyone thought was just a pretty ornament.
Now, every powerful man wants the queen Leon threw away a renowned scientist seeking partnership, a financial titan proposing an empire, and an actor offering devotion. Each sees the brilliance Leon ignored.
Then Leon discovers the truth: Aria's sacrifices, her secret double life, and the daughter she's been raising without him. For the first time, the man who once took her for granted must fight for her love. But can he compete with men who valued her from the beginning?
A story of love, betrayal, and power where the king must kneel before the queen who never needed saving.
"I still can't believe she actually did it. Aria Hart, filing for divorce. Who saw that coming?"
"How long do we think it'll take before she comes crawling back?" Another voice joins the conversation.
"Three days," Victoria declares. "Five at most. She has no money, no skills, no family. Where's she going to go?"
When Aria Chen divorced billionaire Leon Hart, New York's elite sneered, betting she'd crawl back within days. She never did.
Three years later, the world is rocked when Dr. Aria Vale, CEO of a revolutionary cybersecurity empire, steps into the spotlight. The mysterious genius who built a billion-dollar company from nothing is none other than Leon's discarded wife, the woman everyone thought was just a pretty ornament.
Now, every powerful man wants the queen Leon threw away a renowned scientist seeking partnership, a financial titan proposing an empire, and an actor offering devotion. Each sees the brilliance Leon ignored.
Then Leon discovers the truth: Aria's sacrifices, her secret double life, and the daughter she's been raising without him. For the first time, the man who once took her for granted must fight for her love. But can he compete with men who valued her from the beginning?
A story of love, betrayal, and power where the king must kneel before the queen who never needed saving.












