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Sold To The Beastly Alpha

[Mature Content: No rape] “A recessive omega and a mateless supreme Alpha” He was incapable of having a mate nor falling in love from the moment he became the only existing supreme alpha. He ruled the world, he ruled them, everything was in the palms of his hands and everything belonged to him.  Yet he couldn’t have one thing. ‘A mate ’ But he, with her, felt a spark—a tiny spark. It’d ignited like a flame, and though it was too little to confirm if they were mates, who cared? He didn’t! That tiny spark was all it took!  And he, Valeric Jones, has found what he sought.   And he was obsessed!  Does it matter that he was incapable of falling in love? That he was a man unable to feel certain emotions? No! She belonged to no one from the moment he laid eyes on her, and he will make her his! Stella Ferguson was locked in his very palms: her smile for him, her words for him, her time for him, and her love… Only for him. She was the shelter and the salvation he sought, the tenderness he yearned for. Yet, the real question was… would Stella Ferguson ever love the man she has been sold to? A man she hated from the very depths of her heart? One she could never stand! And would Valeric Jones himself ever find himself capable of loving her despite his incapability and the desire he holds for her?

AngelLily · ファンタジー
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Still Nothing

Stella was her punching bag, every day she came home drunk, tired and wasted, wallowing in misery. What could a girl like her do when no one—not one person was on her side? It never stopped, not until the day of that accident and even as soon as she was released from the hospital, they were back at it. Not once, even once—

"Stella! Hey, Stella!"

She lifted her head, her vision blurring. She slipped out of the chair and moved around him. "S-sorry, I need to go back inside." Her fingers tangled in her wet her and she yanked them free, welcoming the pain outside of the one tearing her up inside. 

"Stella, where are you going?" 

"Inside." She forced a smile and moved to leave, but he grasped her hand, stopping her. "Young miss, I am not one to worry so easily, but you need to go home. Please. You are losing it." 

"I'm not. I am just tired and that's what it is." 

She yanked her hand free. 

"Wait. Stella."