The once respectful Alpha's daughter becomes a slave after her pack was slaughtered. Will the mockery and abuse awaken her bloodline? Will she defeat the enemy and come back as the Alpha Queen? Iris Antonio Conte Winchester became an orphan at the age of seven years. She was the daughter of George Antonio Conte Winchester and Irene Antonio Conte Winchester, the Alpha and Luna of the Wildclaw Guardians Pack. Iris patiently waited for her eighteenth birthday, the day she'd finally realize just how powerful she was because even the secrets of her parents were hidden from her. On that same day, the Grimfur Canines Pack would realize who Iris really was and the huge mistake they made in bringing her into their pack. On the day she got her Wolf, she also met her mate, her second chance mate after being rejected by Ethan Reed, the would be Alpha of the Grimfur pack. Ethan thought by rejecting her, he hurt her deeply which was his initial aim before he fell in love with her but little did he know that by rejecting her, he just made getting her revenge on his pack, much more easier and this time around, she wasn't alone because she had her second chance mate by her side, Liam Alvarez who happened to be the Lycaon King of The Bloodmoon Manes Pack, the strongest pack in the United States. . Cover credit: Pinterest.
#Dreame Writing Marathon--Love Story Contest “I want her”. The masked man says, nodding his head at Andrea. His voice sounds husky, rough and unnatural. Damn! He’s wearing a voice enhancer to disguise his real voice!. Hold up! Did he say he wants me?! For what?! “Her?”, The Manager asks, a bit shocked and unsure. “But she’s new here. She might not be experienced”. “I don’t care. I want her”. “But… But she’s just a server”, the Manager argues. “Do as our boss says if you still want this building standing!”. One of the guards growls threateningly. His face mere inches from the Manager’s. “Alright, alright! You can have her but that will cost you extra”. Seriously?! He’s just going to agree, to sell me?! How dare he!! “Money is not a problem. The same room as usual”. The Manager nods and walks away, leaving her surrounded by really huge and scaring looking men. I regret accepting this job and not quitting when I had the chance more and more. A special agent is sent as an undercover agent to a Mafia organization to get infiltrating evidence of them so they can be taken down. But things start to get complicated when she sees herself slowly falling in love with the leader of the Mafia group. Will this special agent pull out of the undercover job or is she willing to jeopardize her cover and risk everything for him? And what will happen when the boss finds out who she really is and why she's really there? And what will the Mafia Boss' men think of her?
"Hello Maria", he greeted my mom, his smile revealing two sharp fangs. For such a horrifying creature, its voice was quite soft. "What is that?", I asked my mom, unconsciously taking a step back. My mom exhaled heavily. "A Vampyre" "A WHAT?!", I shrieked. "Vampyres don't exist mom, they're myths. Made up stories to scare kids" " No dear, that is a Vampyre. They're not myths, they really exist, they've been around for thousand of years". "What is a Vampyre doing here in our house, in my room and how does it know your name?" I was shaking now. "I don't know", she whispered. "They shouldn't have found us so soon" "But we did", the Vampyre chuckled. " At least I did, the rest don't know I've found you....yet". Maisie, a sixteen years old girl who lived a normal life and believed myths were just that-myths until her mom is sucked dry by a Vampyre in front of her. She is rescued by weird-looking bulky men and taken to a Vampyre Hunting Academy where she is trained to hunt down and kill vampyres. She swears to avenge her mom no matter what it takes but things start to go down the drain when she finds out she is not who she thought she was and there was a lot more to the Academy than she thought. Things become more complicated when a new student, Astor Albrecht who happens to be a Dhampyre pure-blood, joins the them.
"Father! You can't do this to me!"I yell, stomping my foot. "Anastasia!", He snaps. "You will not speak to me in that manner. I may be your father but I am also the King. It will do you well to remember your place"I glare at him in anger and turn away. "I'm too young to get married"I murmur. "Look at me when you speak Anastasia!". My father yells angrily. I turn to face him, clenching my hands, my fingers digging deep into my palms. "I said I don't want to get married. It's not fair. You're taking away my youth" I yell. "I'm preserving it!" "How is selling me preserving my youth, huh, Father!". "I am not selling you, mind how you speak. In case you haven't noticed your mother and I are not getting any younger and I need a heir to take over when I retire. Getting you married is the only way that can happen". "But I'm your heir father. I should be the one taking over from you not some random stranger!". He sighs deeply. "You know how the rules work Anastasia. No female has ever ruled over Gamor and I don't plan to change that". "Maybe you should". I say, my voice breaking. "Maybe it's time for a female to rule Gamor. Would you not rather have someone you know rule the land than a stranger who might have ulterior motives?" "I have done a thorough background search and I trust him. I would not get my only child married to a monster". "Well, for one I am glad you still care". "I care about you Anastasia and you know that, you're just trying to make things difficult". "You're the one making things difficult by getting me married at such a young age father. You're not being fair to me". "That's enough!"He yells. "The world doesn't revolve around you Anastasia. This isn't about you. It's about the Kingdom, the people". "So my feelings are not important?" "They are but the feelings of the people comes first. That's what being a royalty is, what being a leader is. The interest of your people comes first before any other thing". "I wish I was born a commoner"I murmur. "You should be grateful for this life you have Anastasia. Many people would kill to be in your position". "Only because they don't know what it means being Royal. Getting your dreams thwarted for someone else. If they did, they wouldn't wish for a life like this. A life with no choices". ____ Anastasia, an eighteen-year-old girl born to the King and Queen of Gamor is given in marriage to a very strange but handsome guy against her will. She tries everything possible to stop the marriage from happening but her Father would not accept and eventually she gives in. Will this strange husband of hers succeed in getting her to fall in love with him r or will she end up detesting him?
"How dare you!". He growls gripping my wrist tightly, his fingers digging deep into my skin. "Let go of me!". I yell in anger, trying to pull my hand from his grasp. "Release my hand or I swear to God I'll...." "What? What will you do?". He cuts me off in his really deep voice that sends shivers down my spine and not in a good way. I don't let him see my fear though, I won't give him that pleasure. "I'll rip your head from your body and watch with pleasure as your spine dangles as I hold your head in my hand before tossing it to the dogs to use as a freaking ball!". I growl and he chuckles in amusement. What the hell is amusing him?! I just threatened to kill him and he's chuckling. "You're feisty, I like that". "Fück off!". I snap and aim my foot between his legs. He lets go of my wrist and grips my ankle. I throw a punch at his face but he catches it with his palm and closes it around my fist then pulls me closer to him before turning me around and pulling me to his chest, his fingers wrapped around my neck but not too tight. "Do you know who I am?". He whispers in my ear and I almost shiver from the effect of it. "No and I don't give a fück!". "You amuse me and you arouse me, not many girls have such effects on me". He whispers and I roll my eyes. "What exactly am I supposed to do with that information?". I ask dryly and he chuckles. I really hate that sound. "Somebody needs to be taught some manners". He drawls. I try to pull away from him but his hold around my neck tightens. "My men might have brought you here by accident but one thing is certain, I'm definitely keeping you". "Over my dead fücking body!". I growl and he chuckles then licks my earlobe, causing me to flinch from the wetness. "We'll see, Peaches".
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