Pregnancy

"... I am sure when we spoke, this purpose wasn't suggested. You did not say you wanted to meet me to end the marriage, therefore I did not say i will be here to help in doing that." "Then why did you come?" Adele asked calmly. "What reason should a man have to see his fiancé? I came here to see you... to get to know you more."... He loved her more that anything else in his life, he desired her and he got her, but circumstances and responsibilities did not let him keep her for long. As the days went by, they only grew apart. A pregnancy was lost because of him. What will he do to keep his family together, especially when his darling wife decides to leave the house and request for a divorce? Will he give her what she wants? or will he keep staring at the divorce papers everyday and not sign?

I am Melody, daughter of the second strongest Alpha in this part of the world. I am a stain to my father's perfect image Just because I was born without a wolf, or so everyone thought. My father couldn't wait to get rid of me and the opportunity presented itself on the day he was to be crowned, Viscount. I found myself in bed with a stranger and got pregnant afterwards. I was sent out of the house and banished by my father. Few years later I returned to my pack with my two pups only to discover that they were the exact replica of the new King; the strongest Lycan in the world and also my mate who rejected me. Was he the cruel man who took advantage of me that night?

A San Francisco boy. Double world champion. Famous bad boy. Adrenaline junky. And my brother's best friend. He seeks to control his guilt. I like the feeling of chaos inside. He hurt me. I hate him ... but love and hate sometimes are indistinguishable. Damion Grimm lives by the rules. HIS rules. Rules he never ever breaks. Fast bikes, fast brunets, fast life. That's how he copes. He doesn't do relationships. Especially not with his best friend's little BLONDE virgin sister. I'm not his type. But when my family's past comes back to haunt me, I learn that things are not always as they appear. Sometimes monsters like to hide. Sometimes bad boys can have wings. Sometimes hate can be love. Sometimes control can be lost. Sometimes sex can create miracle beans. But most importantly - I've learned that you can always make new rules.

"I'm about to cum in your smart little mouth and you're going to swallow all of it. Do you understand?" He didn't let me answer, holding my head in place as his cum filled my mouth. He waited until I had swallowed every drop before he released me and I fell to the bed, sobbing. Zipping himself up, he stalked to the door, then paused and turned to smirk at me. "Don't even bother to tell anyone about this. Or you and your mother will suffer. And get ready, because this is just the beginning." *** Jasmine Scott is an omega, a nobody. Born in the slums and living with her struggling, single mom, she is an outcast at her school. Until her mom gets married to the alpha. Relieved that her status has been elevated, Jasmine is glad to be part of the alpha’s family except that Hardin Scott, the alpha’s gorgeous son is out to torment her. Hardin hates Jasmine. She might be his step-sister but she is no blood of his. He knows she is a gold-digger out to get his father’s money and for that she must be punished. But what happens when he starts lusting after his step-sister? Hardin craves for a taste of his step-sister's body and he won’t stop until his sensual mark is branded on her skin.

Getting pregnant by her boss after a one-night stand and suddenly leaving her job as stripper was the last thing Serena had hoped for, and to make matters worse, he is the heir to the mafia. Serena is calm while Christian is fearless and outspoken, but somehow the two must make it work. When Christian forces Serena to go through with a fake engagement, she tries her hardest to fit in the family and the luxurious life the women live while Christian is fighting as hard as he can to keep his family safe, but everything takes a turn when the hidden truth about Serena and her birth parents comes out. Their idea was to play pretend until the baby was born, and the rule was to not fall in love, but plans don't always go as expected. Will Christian be able to protect the mother of his unborn child? And will they end up breaking the rules? But most importantly, will he be able to keep his promise?

Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.

"Do you want me to kiss or f**k you?" He asked pissing me off. "Do I look that desperate as to open my legs for you?" I fired back then held my breath when his eyes began switching from his usual color to a dark red. "You have a sweet tempting mouth. There are a lot of things I could shove in, that includes your soon to be favorite toy, do you know what that is?" He asked while moving closer. I wanted to move backward but my legs were stuck to the ground. "Do you know what your favorite toy will be?" He asked again in a low growl. "No," I answered in a sharp breath. He grabbed my hand and pressed it on his hard c**k. "This, if you continue acting all smart with your mouth, you will get this shoved into your mouth." He warned as I quickly pulled back my hand back with a rapid beating heart. "I love how virgins react when they are being teased, can you now get the f**k out of my office." He demanded. I quickly looked around and noticed that I really was in his office. I turned and I was about to leave when he held my hand tightly. The tingles that erupted between us made me feel so good and had me swallowing a moan. A cold shiver spread throughout my body and my n*****s instantly hardened. Each time I shifted they pressed against my Cotton blouse making me swallow hard. "Are you seriously aroused right now?" He asked huskily. "No," I quickly denied. He leaned in closing the space between us and brushed his nose against my nape. "Shameless." He whispered in a soft purr. Have you ever thought what one's life would be if their fate wasn't decided by the moon goddess?. Everything would be very different, one would get the chance to decide what path to take and who to love. Sadly that wasn't the case for me. My fate was already sealed the day I was born a Werewolf. The fact that I was born an omega meant that I was below the high ups. My purpose was to serve and please them as they wanted. I was never to look them in the eye or answer them back unless ordered to. One of my duty was to spread my legs for the alpha and let him breed me as he saw fit, until I could produce him pups as many as he wanted. Only then would I be given the freedom I longed for. And that was an omega's fate in our pack.

I am strong. I am a survivor. I am... free. It has been almost six years since I escaped my pack, my abusive alpha, my painful memories. Six years of struggle, of hiding and running, but also of joy and laughter and... life, wonderful life. Six years, but the nightmares haven’t stopped completely. Now they are back stronger than ever. When I went back to the university for my last semester, I expected that my biggest problem would be graduating while working multiple jobs and taking care of my kid. It didn’t even cross my mind that I would meet my fated mate on the first day of school and realize that the past I worked so hard to leave behind had finally caught up with me. So now if I want to survive, I have to go against my fate and my heart and do the hardest thing in the world: reject him. But how do you reject someone who is determined to make you fall in love with him?

"Run little she-wolf, as far as you can because if I ever catch you, your worst fucking nightmare will become your reality.” He whispered dangerously, his grip on me painfully tight. A smile curled the corner of my lips, and I raised an eyebrow, running the tip of my nail down his chiselled jaw challengingly. “Oh but you’re wrong Blue-Eyes because I am the stuff of nightmares, and I'm here to create hell in your life. Not scared, are we?” Icy blue eyes met my unblinking bright blue. “I'm warning you, don’t mess with me.” He growled. “Oh? But the thing is, I always do what I'm not supposed to.” ----- Azura Rayne Westwood. Known for her devilish ways and wild personality, was the youngest child of the renown Westwood couple. From her days at the Academy, word of her antics spread far and fast, yet there was far more to the young nineteen-year-old woman. The skeletons of the past are never left buried, and life isn't all as carefree as Azura portrays it to be. When demons from her past begin to make life difficult, she ends up making an even bigger mistake. Spending a night of intense passion unknowingly with the infamous stone-hearted Leo Rossi, changing her life forever. When Leo finds out that the woman he bedded was from none other than one of the packs he resents the most, he turns away from her, but he forgot one very vital detail; Azura was no angel, and when you mess with the Westwood Devil, you're tied for life. In a journey of passion, fire, strength and rejection, who will triumph? The young girl with the heart of fire, or the Alpha who yields nothing but hatred and resentment?

“Spread your legs, little Ava. Open it and let me devour you.” I trembled at his tone of words used, with my hands clenched around my garment tightly. His voice sounded like sin itself and his eyes held a lustful gaze, darkened with desire. *** Every 200 years, a virgin is sacrificed to a powerful beast, for breeding. In the previous years passed, no offspring has been produced. It is known that only the mate to the beast can give him a pup. The community always selects the outcast virgin, from intricate fear of the beast. I am Ava Goodchild, one of the selected virgins.