Author Night Owl

« Aucune femme ne quitte son lit vivante. » « Mais moi, je survivrai. » Je l’ai murmuré à la lune, aux chaînes, à moi-même… jusqu’à y croire. On dit que le roi alpha Maximus est un monstre — trop imposant, trop brutal, trop maudit. Son lit est un arrêt de mort, et aucune femme n’en est jamais sortie vivante. Alors pourquoi m’a-t-il choisie ? Moi, l’oméga grosse et rejetée. Celle que ma propre meute a livrée comme un déchet. Une nuit avec ce roi impitoyable était censée mettre fin à mes jours. Au lieu de cela, elle m’a détruite. À présent, je désire ardemment cet homme qui prend sans pitié. Son contact me brûle. Sa voix m’ordonne. Son corps me détruit. Et je ne cesse d’y retourner pour en avoir davantage. Mais Maximus ne connaît pas l’amour. Il ne connaît pas les âmes sœurs. Il prend. Il possède. Et il ne reste jamais. « Avant que ma bête ne me consume complètement, j’ai besoin d’un fils pour monter sur le trône. » Dommage pour lui… Je ne suis pas la fille faible et pathétique qu’ils ont rejetée. Je suis bien plus dangereuse : la seule femme capable de briser sa malédiction… ou de détruire son royaume.

«Ninguna mujer sale viva de su cama». «Pero yo sobreviviré». Se lo susurré a la luna, a las cadenas, a mí misma… hasta que lo creí. Dicen que el Rey Alfa Maximus es un monstruo: demasiado grande, demasiado brutal, demasiado m*ld*t*. Su cama es una sentencia de muerte, y ninguna mujer ha salido viva de ella jamás. Entonces, ¿por qué me eligió a mí? A la omega gorda y rechazada. A la que mi propia manada entregó como si fuera basura. Se suponía que una noche con el despiadado Rey acabaría conmigo. En cambio, me arruinó. Ahora ansío al hombre que toma sin piedad. Su tacto arde. Su voz ordena. Su cuerpo destruye. Y sigo regresando por más. Pero Maximus no conoce el amor. No tiene parejas. Él toma. Él posee. Y nunca se queda. «Antes de que mi bestia me consuma por completo, necesito un hijo que ocupe el trono». Lástima para él… No soy la chica débil y patética que ellos desecharon. Soy algo mucho más peligroso: la única mujer que puede romper su maldición… o destruir su reino.

"No woman leaves his bed alive." "But I will survive." I whispered it to the moon, to the chains, to myself—until I believed it. They say Alpha King Maximus is a monster — too big, too brutal, too cursed. His bed is a death sentence, and no woman has ever left it alive. So why did he choose me? The fat, unwanted omega. The one my own pack offered up like trash. One night with the merciless King was supposed to end me. Instead, it ruined me. Now I crave the man who takes without mercy. His touch burns. His voice commands. His body destroys. And I keep going back for more. But Maximus doesn't do love. He doesn't do mates. He takes. He owns. And he never stays. "Before my beast consumes me completely—I need a son to take the throne." Too bad for him…I'm not the weak, pathetic girl they threw away. I'm something far more dangerous —the one woman who can break his curse… or break his kingdom.

"If you want me to believe you weren't sent by my enemies," Massimo said coldly, pointing at the balcony railing, "then jump." She froze for a moment. The drop behind her was real, the danger undeniable. Any sane person would have stepped back. But Isabella smiled. "I'll do anything for you." And then she jumped. Massimo De Luca, the ruthless mafia king feared by everyone in the city, never expected the daughter of his enemy to be the one person who could make him lose control. When Isabella Rossi walks into his world, she isn't looking for safety. She is chasing danger, temptation, and the man everyone warns her to stay away from. Born into wealth but drawn to darkness, Isabella becomes trapped between a forbidden desire and a deadly family war. Massimo believes she is a weapon sent by his enemies, and he plans to use her for revenge. But the more he tries to break her, the harder it becomes to ignore the connection burning between them. Behind their dangerous attraction lie hidden secrets, betrayal, and a revenge that could destroy them both. She wants the monster behind the legend. He wants to punish the daughter of the man who ruined his family. But what happens when the woman he planned to destroy becomes the only person who can save him?

«Nessuna donna esce viva dal suo letto.» «Ma io sopravviverò.» Lo sussurrai alla luna, alle catene, a me stessa… finché non ci credetti. Dicono che il Re Alfa Maximus sia un mostro: troppo grande, troppo brutale, troppo maledetto. Il suo letto è una condanna a morte, e nessuna donna ne è mai uscita viva. Allora perché ha scelto proprio me? L’omega grassa e indesiderata. Quella che il mio stesso branco ha offerto come spazzatura. Una notte con il Re spietato avrebbe dovuto porre fine alla mia vita. Invece, mi ha distrutta. Ora bramo l’uomo che prende senza pietà. Il suo tocco brucia. La sua voce comanda. Il suo corpo distrugge. E io continuo a tornare da lui per averne ancora. Ma Maximus non conosce l’amore. Non conosce le compagne. Lui prende. Lui possiede. E non resta mai. «Prima che la mia bestia mi divori completamente, ho bisogno di un figlio che salga al trono.» Peccato per lui… io non sono la ragazza debole e patetica che hanno scartato. Sono qualcosa di molto più pericoloso: l’unica donna in grado di spezzare la sua maledizione… o di distruggere il suo regno.

"What makes you think you deserve to touch me?" I demanded. "Why don't you go to your mistress instead?" "You're kind of... small. For a man of your stature." The King froze. For three years, he'd treated me like nothing and tonight, he'd finally decided to claim what was his. He didn't know I wasn't the girl he'd broken. I went to sleep a nobody. I woke up a Queen. One night I was just a broke, exhausted college girl. The next, I opened my eyes in silk sheets, with strangers bowing and calling me Luna Queen. The face in the mirror is mine. The body is mine. But the life isn't. The bruises on my wrists tell a story I don't remember, and the King I'm bound to doesn't love me—he loathes me. They whisper that his mistress rules the palace. They say the Queen was weak. Silent. Broken. But that was before me. Now I must survive a palace that wants me dead, a King whose touch burns as much as it scars, and a kingdom waiting for me to fail. The old Luna Queen bowed to cruelty. I am not her. And if this King thinks I'll kneel, he's about to learn what a true Queen is made of.

«Nenhuma mulher sai viva da cama dele.» «Mas eu vou sobreviver.» Sussurrei-o à lua, às correntes, a mim mesma — até acreditar nisso. Dizem que o Rei Alfa Maximus é um monstro — demasiado grande, demasiado brutal, demasiado amaldiçoado. A cama dele é uma sentença de morte, e nenhuma mulher jamais saiu de lá viva. Então, porque é que ele me escolheu? A ómega gorda e indesejada. Aquela que a minha própria alcateia entregou como lixo. Uma noite com o Rei impiedoso devia ter sido o meu fim. Em vez disso, arruinou-me. Agora anseio pelo homem que toma sem piedade. O seu toque arde. A sua voz manda. O seu corpo destrói. E eu continuo a voltar para mais. Mas o Maximus não faz amor. Ele não tem companheiras. Ele toma. Ele possui. E nunca fica. «Antes que a minha fera me consuma completamente — preciso de um filho para ocupar o trono.» Azar o dele… Não sou a rapariga fraca e patética que eles deitaram fora. Sou algo muito mais perigoso — a única mulher capaz de quebrar a sua maldição… ou de destruir o seu reino.

„Keine Frau verlässt sein Bett lebend.“ „Aber ich werde überleben.“ Ich flüsterte es dem Mond zu, den Ketten, mir selbst – bis ich daran glaubte. Man sagt, Alpha-König Maximus sei ein Monster – zu groß, zu brutal, zu verflucht. Sein Bett ist ein Todesurteil, und keine Frau hat es jemals lebend verlassen. Warum also hat er mich ausgewählt? Die dicke, unerwünschte Omega. Diejenige, die mein eigenes Rudel wie Müll entsorgt hat. Eine Nacht mit dem gnadenlosen König sollte mein Ende bedeuten. Stattdessen hat sie mich ruiniert. Jetzt sehne ich mich nach dem Mann, der gnadenlos nimmt. Seine Berührung brennt. Seine Stimme befiehlt. Sein Körper zerstört. Und ich kehre immer wieder zurück, um mehr zu bekommen. Doch Maximus kennt keine Liebe. Er kennt keine Partner. Er nimmt. Er besitzt. Und er bleibt nie. „Bevor meine Bestie mich vollständig verschlingt – brauche ich einen Sohn, der den Thron besteigt.“ Pech für ihn … Ich bin nicht das schwache, erbärmliche Mädchen, das sie weggeworfen haben. Ich bin etwas weitaus Gefährlicheres – die einzige Frau, die seinen Fluch brechen kann … oder sein Königreich zerstören.