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[COMPLETED] Maya, an omega, has been a victim of bullying since she turned sixteen and was found out to be without the wolf gene or trait. Her chief tormentors were the three sons of the Lycan King who ruled over the entire werewolf regions, taking into captive colonies that defied his order. After being set up by a jealous classmate, Maya is beaten and left for dead at the borders of their pack by the king’s three sons, who told the pack that she had been captured by some rogues. Maya is saved by a witch who adopted and drilled her on the ways of the ancient magic and sorcery, whilst encouraging and preparing her for a huge revenge plan which threatens to upset the balance of the world and unleash the great threads of darkness seven years later when she returns to her previous pack to perpetrate justice on her tormentors. She comes at a crossroads, however, when she discovers her true heritage and that her mate was the biggest bully there ever was, Adam Brekans, eldest son of the lycan king. What happens now? Would Maya continue on her quest for revenge? Or would she submit to the threads of love so that peace could reign?

[Avertissement : Contenu R18+] J'ai cru que j'allais mourir. Alors j'ai choisi d'être mémorable. Une nuit. Un verre. Un péché que je ne pourrai jamais effacer. Mais les hommes que j'ai rencontrés au bar n'étaient pas des étrangers. Ils étaient Le Trident... trois héritiers impitoyables de la Dynastie Corvanni, la lignée mafieuse la plus redoutée qui soit. Draven. Silencieux, impitoyable, un prédateur dissimulé dans les ombres. Lucian. Calculateur, d'une beauté envoûtante, un démon à la langue d'argent. Et Azriel. Sauvage, téméraire, dangereusement addictif. Ils ne demandent pas. Ils prennent. Et maintenant, ils me veulent... entièrement. Leur obsession brûle plus fort que leur empire. Leur toucher est interdit, mais je ne peux résister. Car plus je m'enfonce, plus cela devient évident... Je ne suis pas simplement leur désir. Je suis leur ruine. Extrait ********** "Cours si tu veux, Jade." Ce surnom roula sur la langue de Lucian comme une promesse et une menace, un nom que personne n'avait jamais osé m'appeler auparavant. Mon souffle se coupa, mes jambes tremblantes, mais avant que je puisse faire un pas, la main de Draven se referma autour de mon poignet... de fer, inflexible. "Tu crois pouvoir t'éloigner après nous avoir goûtés ?" Sa voix était calme, mortelle, envoyant des frissons directement jusqu'au plus profond de mon être. Azriel se pencha par derrière, ses lèvres frôlant le contour de mon oreille alors que son rire me consumait. "Ma douce, nous ne poursuivons pas ce qui nous appartient déjà. Et toi, petite Jade..." ses dents effleurèrent ma peau, "...tu appartiens au Trident maintenant." Les doigts d'Azriel relevèrent mon menton, son sourire malfaisant, dangereux, sculpté juste pour moi. "Dis-moi, Jade," ronronna-t-il, la voix épaisse de désir, "que veux-tu ?" La chaleur brûlait ma peau, mes lèvres s'entrouvrirent, mais aucun mot n'en sortit. Mon corps me trahit, tremblant contre le mur que formait le torse de Draven tandis que la main de Lucian traçait des cercles paresseux sur ma cuisse, taquinant, tourmentant. Le rire d'Azriel était bas, obscène. "Non, ma douce. Ne te contente pas de trembler pour nous. Dis-le." Son pouce caressa ma lèvre inférieure, lentement, narquois. "Dis ce que tu veux. Dis que tu veux nos mains, nos bouches, nos sexes... dis-le, et je te donnerai tout." Le souffle de Draven était sur mon cou, régulier, létal. "Attention," murmura-t-il, "une fois que tu l'auras dit à haute voix, il n'y aura pas de retour en arrière." Le chuchotement de Lucian glissa contre mon oreille, poison soyeux. "Et quand tu le feras, Jade, tu ne te souviendras plus jamais de ce que c'était d'être intouchée." Ma bouche s'ouvrit avant que mon cerveau ne puisse raisonner... "Je vous veux," murmurai-je. La main de Draven se resserra, les yeux de Lucian s'assombrirent, Azriel rit comme si le monde lui avait enfin remis son prix. Trois corps se pressèrent contre moi, chaleur et danger m'enveloppant comme une cage dont je ne pouvais m'échapper. Ne voulais pas m'échapper. Mon cœur me criait de fuir, mais mon corps murmurait la vérité. Je les voulais... Tous les trois. ********** Trois hommes. Une femme. Une histoire d'amour gravée dans le sang et l'obsession.

[Peringatan: Konten Dewasa 18+] Kupikir aku akan mati. Jadi aku memilih untuk dikenang. Satu malam. Satu minuman. Satu dosa yang tak bisa kutarik kembali. Tapi para pria yang kutemui di bar itu bukanlah orang asing. Mereka adalah The Trident... tiga pewaris kejam Dinasti Corvanni, garis keturunan mafia paling ditakuti yang masih hidup. Draven. Pendiam, tanpa ampun, predator yang tersembunyi dalam bayangan. Lucian. Penuh perhitungan, memikat secara menakutkan, iblis dengan lidah perak. Dan Azriel. Liar, sembrono, berbahaya memikat. Mereka tidak meminta. Mereka mengambil. Dan sekarang mereka menginginkanku... sepenuhnya. Obsesi mereka membakar lebih panas dari kerajaan mereka. Sentuhan mereka terlarang, tapi aku tak bisa menolak. Karena semakin dalam aku jatuh, semakin jelas... Aku bukan hanya keinginan mereka. Aku adalah kehancuran mereka. Kutipan ********** "Larilah jika kau mau, Jade." Nama panggilan itu meluncur dari lidah Lucian seperti janji sekaligus ancaman, panggilan yang tak pernah berani diucapkan orang lain sebelumnya. Napasku tercekat, kakiku gemetar, tapi sebelum aku bisa melangkah, tangan Draven menggenggam pergelangan tanganku... sekuat besi, tak bergeming. "Kau pikir kau bisa pergi setelah merasakan kami?" Suaranya tenang, mematikan, mengirimkan getaran langsung ke jantung hatiku. Azriel mencondongkan tubuh dari belakang, bibirnya menyapu telinga luar telingaku sementara tawanya membakar tubuhku. "Sayang, kami tidak mengejar apa yang sudah menjadi milik kami. Dan kau, Jade kecil..." giginya menggesek kulitku, "...kau milik Trident sekarang." Jari Azriel mengangkat daguku, seringainya penuh dosa, berbahaya, terukir hanya untukku. "Katakan padaku, Jade," ia mendengkur, suaranya kental dengan nafsu, "apa yang kau inginkan?" Panas membakar kulitku, bibirku terbuka, tapi tak ada kata-kata yang keluar. Tubuhku mengkhianatiku, gemetar menempel di dinding dada Draven sementara tangan Lucian menggambar lingkaran malas di pahaku, menggoda, menyiksa. Tawa Azriel rendah, kotor. "Tidak, sayang. Jangan hanya gemetar untuk kami. Katakan." Ibu jarinya menyapu bibir bawahku, lambat, mengejek. "Katakan apa yang kau inginkan. Katakan kau menginginkan tangan kami, mulut kami, kejantanan kami... katakan, dan aku akan memberimu segalanya." Napas Draven terasa di leherku, stabil, mematikan. "Hati-hati," gumamnya, "begitu kau mengucapkannya, tak ada jalan kembali." Bisikan Lucian meluncur di telingaku, racun sutra. "Dan ketika kau melakukannya, Jade, kau tak akan pernah ingat bagaimana rasanya tak tersentuh." Mulutku terbuka sebelum otakku bisa berpikir... "Aku menginginkan kalian," bisikku. Tangan Draven mengerat, mata Lucian menggelap, Azriel tertawa seolah dunia akhirnya memberinya hadiah. Tiga tubuh mendekat, panas dan bahaya membungkusku seperti sangkar yang tak bisa kulepaskan. Tidak ingin kulepaskan. Hatiku berteriak untuk lari, tapi tubuhku membisikkan kebenaran. Aku menginginkan mereka... Semuanya. ********** Tiga pria. Satu wanita. Kisah cinta yang terukir dalam darah dan obsesi.

PLEASE ALSO READ THE SEQUEL MY EVIL CROWN PRINCE [WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] Margaret Miller is the only daughter of Benjamin and Catherine Miller. Not known to everyone, she's actually a Princess, her mother is the daughter of the King of Flousia, a small country north east of Japan. Although her father was rich, the king was against the marriage of her parents and stripped off her mother's title. Her mom died giving birth to her. She was left alone in their mansion because her father can't stay with her as she looked exactly like her deceased mother. She grew up rebellious and dominant to get the attention of her father. She was known in Golden Oak High School as a flirt, a slut and a whore because she changed boyfriend every week. Today is the last day of the week and she need to dump her latest boy toy, Jayden. She met him at her friend's house a week ago. She became interested because he was disguised as a girl. "Hey Jayden, we're over." I said. I thought he was just like the other boys I've dated. I'll play with them for a week then we're done. I looked at Jayden and he smirked. Then he suddenly grabbed my arm and pushed me down on the bed. He was now on top of me. "We're over? Do you think you can just bugged me for a week then leave? No! That's not how I play." His eyes became dark. It was the first time I saw him as a man. I felt his knee between my thighs, he was holding my arms on top of my head. I can't move. He moved his face closer and started to kiss me. I froze. He frowned and stopped when he saw me crying. "Is this your first kiss?" He asked. I felt a tear dropped from my eyes. I was scared. I thought I'm going to be raped. To my surprise, he stood up and stared at me. "If that's your first kiss, then you're still a virgin?" I sat on the bed and started sobbing. "So what if I'm a virgin? That's the reason I changed boyfriend every week so they won't be able to touch me." It's true. I was never a slut or a whore. I dumped every guy I dated after a week so they wouldn't have a chance to take advantage of me. "Stop crying. I won't rape you for god's sake. If that's what you think! But you're not going to dump me. I won't allow that." He said annoyed. "Why? You can get a real girlfriend in campus. You don't need to stay with me." From his face, he can easily get a girl. I heard he's popular with the girls in the bronze class. "Because I'm going to take all your first time. Your body is mine, I won't let any other man touch you." *********************************** **Book cover is mine. Please do not repost.** Art by: jass.arts Contact me at [email protected] Instagram: authorsky_maiden Facebook: Sky Maiden FB Link: https://www.facebook.com/sky.maiden.121

Survival. A word Kalika had come to learn at a young age from a past long forgotten. Taken in and raised as a princess she opts to win it all in a grand deception to gain a new level of control. This however, would never come to fruition. Shackled to the earth below, with no hope of release. Not even death can save her from her descent into darkness. Nor will it save her from the memories of pain, that would soon come to haunt her in the coming present. [Updated every Wednesday and Friday] {Artist: Sikeseeing}

"Now. Listen," King Dane said. "You can come with me and be my sex slave where you'd get to satisfy your lewd urges or you can leave my car and go back to that pitiful life you have." "The choice is yours." *** At the age of ten, Princess Lusia Slater had watched her parents die before her. As a punishment for being blamed for their murder, her wolf is sealed away making her powerless and a slave to her uncontrollable heat. Not being able to be banished because of her royal status, Lusia is turned into a slave by her elder brother, Finn Slater who assumes the Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack. Lusia's life takes a turn when she meets Dane Haynes, the Lycan king of the Ironclaw Pack who is also an enemy of the Silvermoon Pack. Dane offers Lusia freedom and a way to redemption in exchange for being his sex slave. Lusia is seduced by the deal and accepts it immediately, not knowing what lies ahead for her outside the walls of her pack. She soon later realizes that King Dane has hidden dark secrets, especially about her pack...

I thought death was the worst fate imaginable. I was wrong. Betrayed just three days before my wedding, my family was slaughtered by my own fiance, and my wolf spirit was forcibly severed. Stripped of my noble title, I was dragged away in chains and thrown into an underground black market, auctioned off as a mere pleasure slave. I thought my night would end in the filthy hands of some disgusting old man. But then, the auction house doors were blown to pieces. It was not one man who bought me. It was three. They were the three ruling Alphas of Ashen Peak, cursed to become savage monsters, refusing to bow to the gods, and feared across the entire continent. They tossed down Blood Coins to claim me. They dragged me to their hellish castle for one sole purpose: to be their living blood bag and a vessel to vent their torment whenever their madness took over. I was meant to be broken and left to die in their bed. However, from our very first blood-soaked embrace, the tables of hell turned. The fangs meant to tear my throat out now worshipped every inch of my skin with a suffocating passion. My blood, as it turned out, was not just a sedative; it was a deadly drug that bound the souls of those three predators in a blind obsession. They began to worship me, ready to kill each other just for my attention, claiming me as their Queen of Darkness. My ex-fiance thought he was throwing away a weak, useless woman. He had no idea. He had just handed me the leashes to the three deadliest monsters in the world. Brace yourself, Zane. The real hell has only just begun.

I don't believe in happy ever afters Fairy godmothers don't exist But the devil exists, The mention of his name enough to make you bow Red eyes, short horns, perfect body, wicked smile And he's going to destroy me. **** I have two plans; Finish high school whilst keeping a low profile, Avoid the Alpha Sadly, it didn't go well, now I have a wish, more like a prayer. I hope he doesn't remember the girl from years ago. I'm back in town, and he isn't releasing me from his grasp. He wants revenge and trust me, not even my guardian angel can stop him. *** I'm the Alpha and this is my territory. You go against my rule?? Never expect what's going to befall you. When you hear my name, Karl Woverine, Run as fast as your legs would carry you. I have a rule, the most important one. Mercy is for the weak. And I'm certainly not about to show mercy to a peasy girl. *** "You are hiding something little doll. I see it in your eyes, I hear it in your voice, and I feel it from your body. I'm going to find out what that is, and trust me, I always get what I want. "

Alpha's Toy Henry's POV Taking my puff and a slip from my whiskey, I make my way into the shower which I stepped out from after a short shower. I took another puff before dressing myself up for today's event which gives me this feeling that it wouldn't be like the rest. I shouldn't do this anymore due to the last time but I have this pull towards it which made me go back on my words for the first time. Although I still have this same feelings that this wouldn't be the first time I would have to go back on my words but yet, am triggered to know what exactly is happening over there . This is the same thing that made me send my beta instead of me because it would really be embarrassing to show up there after all the last drama and vows Making my way towards the room, I couldn't help but feel somehow yet, I thought it was because I was thinking about the left overs paperwork. The door was opened for me by the guards and I walked in only to meet the shock of my life. WTF...... TBC

Beth Russell is a plain, timid, poor girl, but her life is turned upside down after being kidnapped by three vampires for a revenge plot against her father. During the day, she is their personal assistant, having to endure their moody emotions and bizarre demands, and by night, she is their BDSM toy, played by them in turn. Will she get the happy ending she deserves with the boys, or will it all come collapsing down? * “Give me your hands,” he commanded. What the hell did he have planned? What have I done to deserve this? I considered not following his orders and trying to run away, but I knew I couldn’t win a fight against him. Then, with no hesitation, he handcuffed me to the wall. What the hell! Now, I was forced to have perfect posture, just like the man who put me in this position. “You have violated the assistant’s code, Beth. Therefore, you must stay here and reflect on your actions.” The Vampires' Revenge Toy is written by A.B. Elwin, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.