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Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow

After being betrayed by her fiancé and cousin on her wedding day, Zara, reborn with memories of past mistakes, vows to rewrite her destiny. Impulsively, she marries a stranger to keep her ex at bay, not realizing Snow is far from a mere call boy. Snow Zephyr, a wealthy CEO and alpha of the Ivory Crescent Pack, needs a contract wife to appease his father and secure his position. When a bold, determined woman proposes a marriage of convenience, Snow agrees, unaware of the chaos she will bring into his life. Zara's defiant choice provokes her parents' fury, leading to her being cast from the company and forcing her to find work elsewhere. She lands a job at Aurora Conglomerate Inc., only to discover that her new boss is Snow, the very man she married—and her ex's uncle. Sparks fly as their mutual attraction grows amidst the darkness of his family's secrets and looming threats. Zara’s strength and independence captivate Snow, who begins to see her as the potential Luna his pack needs. Together, they face vengeful ex-lovers, kidnapping plots, and deadly rivalries. As Zara's powers awaken, she must confront the reasons behind her family's disownment, the hidden clauses in her marriage contract, and her ultimate role in Snow’s world. When their marriage of convenience deepens into a genuine partnership, a new challenge emerges in the form of a fated mate. Will Zara fight the dangers that await or embrace her true destiny? **EXCERPT** "I... didn't want to be late for work. You seemed busy, so I thought I'd get a head start." Snow raised an eyebrow. "Really? Or is it because last night affected you so much that you couldn't stand being around me?" "Don't flatter yourself, Snow. You didn't affect me at all." He smirked, stepping closer. "Is that so?" His fingers brushed my chin, tilting my face up. My pulse quickened. "We're at work," I snapped, swatting his hand away. "This isn't professional." "You're my wife," he murmured. "You're supposed to obey me at all times." I bit back a retort, a hint of rebellion flaring within. Slowly, I stepped closer, letting my fingers graze his chest. His smirk wavered for a second when his wolf reacted and Snow bit his lips. "Careful, Boss," I purred seductively. "Don't hurt those lips. I'm sure plenty of girls would love to kiss them." Snow leaned down, his lips brushing my ear. "And you? Are you dying for a taste?" Caught off guard, I hesitated, then regained my composure as I looked him in the eyes. "Unlike other girls, I have strong resistance against—" I didn't get a chance to finish when Snow's lips crashed onto mine with a fierce kiss that left me breathless. *************** MATURE CONTENT Participating in the Viral Book Call Contest. Kindly Support Me!
BaeVida · 1.1M Views

Vertragsehe mit Alpha Snow

Nachdem sie an ihrem Hochzeitstag von ihrem Verlobten und ihrem Cousin betrogen wurde, schwört Zara, wiedergeboren mit Erinnerungen an vergangene Fehler, ihr Schicksal neu zu schreiben. Impulsiv heiratet sie einen Fremden, um sich ihren Ex vom Leib zu halten, nicht ahnend, dass Snow alles andere als ein einfacher Callboy ist. Snow Zephyr, ein wohlhabender CEO und Alpha des Ivory Crescent Packs, braucht eine Vertragsfrau, um seinen Vater zu besänftigen und seine Position zu sichern. Als eine kühne, entschlossene Frau ihm eine Vernunftehe vorschlägt, stimmt Snow zu, nicht ahnend, welches Chaos sie in sein Leben bringen wird. Zaras trotzige Entscheidung provoziert den Zorn ihrer Eltern, was dazu führt, dass sie aus der Firma geworfen wird und gezwungen ist, woanders Arbeit zu finden. Sie findet einen Job bei Aurora Conglomerate Inc. und muss feststellen, dass ihr neuer Chef Snow ist, der Mann, den sie geheiratet hat - und der Onkel ihres Ex. Die Funken fliegen, als ihre gegenseitige Anziehung inmitten der dunklen Geheimnisse seiner Familie und der drohenden Gefahren wächst. Zaras Stärke und Unabhängigkeit ziehen Snow in ihren Bann, der in ihr die potenzielle Luna sieht, die sein Rudel braucht. Gemeinsam stellen sie sich rachsüchtigen Ex-Geliebten, Entführungskomplotten und tödlichen Rivalitäten. Als Zaras Kräfte erwachen, muss sie sich mit den Gründen für die Enteignung durch ihre Familie, den versteckten Klauseln in ihrem Ehevertrag und ihrer endgültigen Rolle in Snows Welt auseinandersetzen. Als sich ihre Vernunftehe zu einer echten Partnerschaft vertieft, taucht eine neue Herausforderung in Form einer Schicksalsgefährtin auf. Wird Zara gegen die Gefahren ankämpfen, die sie erwarten, oder sich ihrer wahren Bestimmung stellen? **AUSZUG** "Ich... wollte nicht zu spät zur Arbeit kommen. Du schienst beschäftigt zu sein, also dachte ich, ich fange schon mal an." Snow hob eine Augenbraue. "Wirklich? Oder liegt es daran, dass dich die letzte Nacht so sehr mitgenommen hat, dass du meine Nähe nicht ertragen konntest?" "Schmeichle dir nicht selbst, Snow. Du hast mich nicht im Geringsten beeinflusst." Er schmunzelte und trat näher heran. "Ist das so?" Seine Finger strichen über mein Kinn und hoben mein Gesicht an. Mein Puls beschleunigte sich. "Wir sind bei der Arbeit", schnauzte ich und schlug seine Hand weg. "Das ist nicht professionell." "Du bist meine Frau", murmelte er. "Du hast mir immer zu gehorchen." Ich verkniff mir eine Erwiderung, ein Hauch von Rebellion flammte in mir auf. Langsam trat ich näher und ließ meine Finger über seine Brust streifen. Sein Grinsen schwankte für eine Sekunde, als sein Wolf reagierte und Snow sich auf die Lippen biss. "Vorsichtig, Boss", säuselte ich verführerisch. "Tu diesen Lippen nicht weh. Ich bin sicher, viele Mädchen würden sie gerne küssen." Snow beugte sich hinunter, seine Lippen streiften mein Ohr. "Und du? Willst du unbedingt mal probieren?" Überrumpelt zögerte ich, dann gewann ich meine Fassung wieder, als ich ihm in die Augen sah. "Im Gegensatz zu anderen Mädchen habe ich einen starken Widerstand gegen..." Ich konnte nicht zu Ende sprechen, als Snows Lippen mit einem heftigen Kuss auf meine trafen, der mir den Atem raubte. *************** REIFER INHALT Ich nehme am Viral Book Call Contest teil. Unterstützen Sie mich bitte!
BaeVida · 54.9K Views

Elara: Whispers of the Storm

The day of the Mass Awakening changed everything. Across the world, ordinary people woke to find extraordinary powers coursing through their veins. Chaos erupted, governments crumbled, and society was thrown into disarray. For Elara, a quiet librarian with a penchant for solitude, it was the beginning of a nightmare—and an awakening she never asked for. Gifted with the ability to control the wind and summon devastating storms, Elara struggles to contain her newfound powers. She hides from a world consumed by fear and power-hungry factions, determined to live in the shadows. But her life is upended when Damien—a rogue with a dark past and monstrous strength—steps into her world. His presence is both a challenge and a lifeline, as he insists they must join forces to uncover the truth behind the Awakening. As Elara and Damien journey across a fractured world, they find themselves drawn into a deadly web of secrets. They discover that the Awakening was no accident, but the result of a shadowy organization’s plan to reshape humanity. Worse still, the abilities come with a price: the more people use them, the closer they edge toward losing their humanity. Amidst the chaos, Elara’s connection to her powers grows stronger, revealing her as someone far more significant than she imagined—a key to either saving the world or unleashing its ultimate destruction. Torn between fear and duty, she must decide whether to embrace the storm within her or let it consume her entirely. But Elara is not alone. As she and Damien face trials that test their strength and will, an undeniable bond forms between them. In the midst of chaos, their love becomes a fragile sanctuary, though the storms around them threaten to tear it apart. Together, they must navigate a world on the brink, uncover the truth behind the Awakening, and confront a final choice: save humanity or let it fall to ruin. In a world of chaos, secrets, and unimaginable power, Elara: Whispers of the Storm is a story of love, resilience, and the whispers of a storm that may yet bring salvation—or destruction.
Jabsie_Gold · 74 Views

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 689.6K Views
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