All I wanted was a quick fix and move on, not falling in love with him." Disguised as a human, Ashanti runs away from the lycan world where she lived as a princess. In the human world, she does odd jobs but landed a role as a secretary. But the unexpected occurs; Her boss is her mate, and he is emotionally unavailable. Ashanti must choose between ignoring her feelings for him or pursuing her happiness.
View MoreThree weeks had passed since Ziah's rejection and I was at a loss I was so miserable by the same man who had unlocked my heart and soul every night I wet my pillow with tears and even when I tried to be strong they found their way and trickled down my cheek I felt a squeezing heart and was sad and tired Olivia begged me to be strong because crying and not eating we're not good for the baby. also rumours began to spread when the other girls who have been jealous as fuck stopped seeing Ziah. Some claimed that he had found his mate and I was now used goods some said there was another establishments with hotter girls where he was getting premium satisfaction and they said all of those words to spite me but that was the least of my worries it was virtually impossible to terminate a pregnancy as a werewolf especially with my weak Omega blood I knew the consequences of trying to get rid of the baby my body would revolt against me and I could even die the only solution I had was to eithe
I found a perfect opportunity to be alone with Ziah when I caught him on the terrace, staring at the sky and lost in his thoughts.Since he decided to be unnecessarily rude and distant towards me, this was a chance for us to talk about our child's future. Although I was nervous, I mustered up the courage to approach him.I hadn't even taken several steps closer when Ziah turned around, and our gazes met. Instead of becoming angry or defensive, I noticed that his chin dipped down, and he looked away. Was that guilt I was seeing?He remained quiet for a while, then asked gruffly, "What are you doing awake at this time?"I stared at the sky, loving the splendor and the stars, knowing that my mom was watching me from heaven. Thinking about it was sad because I knew wherever she was, she would not be proud of me and the decisions I had made."I couldn't sleep," I explained to him. "I usually feel very uncomfortable around midnight, but if I work for a bit, I'll feel better and then go back
It was almost impossible to remain positive in this kind of environment. It was depressing to see the man I love pining after another girl.I was trying hard to not hate Vespa, but it was almost impossible because although she was not directly responsible for my problems, she had taken what I craved for, which was Zaira's heart. I took a stroll outside and enjoyed the fresh evening breeze. I had no idea where the boys and their girlfriend had gone, and that made me jealous. Ziah was pouring all of his love and attention on Vespa, and it was clear she would end up with only one of the brothers, likely Kai because she was not a werewolf and couldn't love them equally.If anything, Ziah was the one who was pushing and begging for her attention, and it was very hurtful to see.I stood under the mango tree, hitting the sadness that washed over me. The more I stayed here, the more toxic it would be for my mental health and my baby. I needed someone to talk to, someone apart from Grandma Zo
CamilaFor over ten hours I was locked in this god-forsaken cage with no food, no water, and no communication with the rest of the girls. My body had been so abused that a layer of dead tissue covered my wounds, still oozed blood, and the pain from the bruises and cuts on my head would keep me in bed for days. I could feel the sweat pouring off my body as I struggled to keep myself in one spot without moving from the uncomfortable position on the cold concrete floor where the cage walls closed on me.My eyes were swollen from dehydration. All I did was cry without tears. my body was filled with pain and my muscles were weak. Nausea, dizziness, headaches, and muscle cramps kept me awake throughout the night. The cage was fucking hot old despite the open window. I could barely breathe because of the constant stabbing pain in my side.I hated Daddy Enzo so much for causing me so much pain. To think I was deceived that he would always protect me and that his pimp stick would never lash a
Grandma Zora was a godsend. I had spent almost a month in her house surrounded by kindness and warmth. Despite her initial hesitation, she informed me that something told her that I was telling the truth, and she felt pity for me knowing how hard it was going to be for an Omega to carry an alpha pregnancy and couldn't watch me leave. "No seed of mine will end up a bastard. Not while I'm alive,” she had said after welcoming me into her home. "The boys are not here, but you can stay with me while we try to figure out something." Days turned into weeks, and there was no sign of Ziah. I worried for his safety when his grandmother informed me that they had gone for a semester program in the human world to hone their science and technology skills in order to defeat our enemies, the witches. "But...but are you sure they are safe out there?" I asked. "Don't worry, child," Grandma Zora said, patting my hand. "My grandboys are strong and capable. It's crucial now to stay ahead of our enemie
Camila I enjoyed my little privileges as Daddy Enzo's bottom girl. Although I wasn't excused from sexual activities, I didn't get the worst males and golden showers, where males had a fetish for pissing on girls. I was a fast learner. In sex work, we didn't just sell sex, we sold a fantasy. Only about forty percent of the men were there for the sex. The other sixty percent needed ego stroking, a compliment, affection, and someone to talk to. My job was to figure out what it was they were craving so they would return every other week with another wad of cash. Daddy Enzo said only foolish girls fall in love with their clients because they are setting themselves up for downfall. I learned to talk to my clients, to make them feel special. Some of them had nagging wives at home but we treated them like kings.If a client tells me he's an engineer, I'd tell him that's fascinating and ask him to tell me all about it.If they are fat, I tell them they've got lovely eyes. If they go to th
Book 2 Hello readers, the following parts is a continuation of Claimed by the Alpha Triplets. It shows camila's Pov and her pregnancy journey. If you haven't read the book kindly do and it's very possible to also read it as a standalone. ______ My worst fears were confirmed when the test strips showed two lines: I was pregnant. As one of the most desired girls at the pack's brothel, this was worse than a death sentence. It was a rule that we must never fall in love with our clients or let them pour their seed into us. Unfortunately, I had done both and was about to lose my relevance and my only source of feeding and shelter. I let Ziah, one of the alpha's triplet sons, ravage my heart, soul, and body. When we began having sex without protection, I was so in love and carried away that I forgot that the possibility of getting pregnant now was extremely high, despite the concoctions we drank to avoid getting pregnant. Stupid, stupid, stupid!!! I bit the inside of my lip, uncerta
Maya had experienced too many painful scenes in the last few weeks, and her anguish was so severe that it caused physical pain. She deeply regretted trusting others.And so she decided to put her problems aside tonight and get ready for her brother and Jennifer's relationship announcement party. Maya didn't see the point, but whatever rocked their boat.It was a pajama party, and she was dressed in fluffy pajamas with cartoon animals on them. It had been more than three weeks since Beatrice pulled that stupid stunt on her, and the betrayal was still fresh in her mind.She wanted to spend her evening tucked in her bed, but it was her brother's party, and she couldn't decline.She put on a brave face and tapped her foot to the DJ's party anthems, and before long, she was dancing with abandon. Her brother could not stop staring at her; he must have wondered if she had lost her mind or something.She picked up a champagne bottle, which popped. She then filled the glass and sipped the bubb
Emily looked beautiful in her gown. It was a long white dress with a flowing train that had lace detailing, with a veil covering her face, but Ivan couldn't even look at her. His anger grew as she approached him, a smile plastered on her face.His anger grew as she approached him. Why would anyone willingly sign up to spend the rest of their life with someone who doesn't love them? Emily was acting like a puppet, and it was sickening.It was as though she never believed that maybe one day she could find her mate and fall in love for real. Her family controlled her, and she obeyed their every word.His anger grew when the elder began to emphasize marriage and its commitment. Ivan tuned out, his mind racing with thoughts of Maya and the life he was supposed to have. He couldn't bear to listen to the elder's words, knowing that the supposedly wise elder was supposed to see that he didn't want this marriage."Ivan and Emily, today you embark on a journey of commitment. Marriage is a sacre
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