El James

El Novio de Mi Compañera

Se me cortó la respiración cuando sus labios reclamaron los míos. —Yo... acepto tus condiciones —temblé mientras me acariciaba la mejilla. Mi cerebro estaba hecho un lío y lo único que oía era su susurro. —¡Liana, eres mía! *** Como hija de un alfa de 22 años, me vi obligada a aceptar un matrimonio concertado con un viejo repugnante. Para encontrar una salida, hice un trato con un misterioso Alfa: Él me liberaría de mi destino, y yo tendría un hijo para él. Lo que no sabía era que el apuesto desconocido con el que hice el trato no era un salvador, ¡sino un demonio! *** —Liana, por favor, déjame explicarte. —No —susurré mientras cerraba los ojos contra el dolor y la decepción. Miré mi vientre hinchado, mi corazón se rompió por nuestro hijo por nacer. Pero no podía aguantar una mentira más. —Teníamos un trato —me recordó con dureza—: No puedes marcharte ahora. Le sonreí con amargura: —Sí que puedo. "Un trato con el misterioso Alfa" es una obra de A.B Elwin, autora de eGlobal Creative Publishing.

Se me cortó la respiración cuando sus labios reclamaron los míos. —Yo... acepto tus condiciones —temblé mientras me acariciaba la mejilla. Mi cerebro estaba hecho un lío y lo único que oía era su susurro. —¡Liana, eres mía! *** Como hija de un alfa de 22 años, me vi obligada a aceptar un matrimonio concertado con un viejo repugnante. Para encontrar una salida, hice un trato con un misterioso Alfa: Él me liberaría de mi destino, y yo tendría un hijo para él. Lo que no sabía era que el apuesto desconocido con el que hice el trato no era un salvador, ¡sino un demonio! *** —Liana, por favor, déjame explicarte. —No —susurré mientras cerraba los ojos contra el dolor y la decepción. Miré mi vientre hinchado, mi corazón se rompió por nuestro hijo por nacer. Pero no podía aguantar una mentira más. —Teníamos un trato —me recordó con dureza—: No puedes marcharte ahora. Le sonreí con amargura: —Sí que puedo. "Un trato con el misterioso Alfa" es una obra de A.B Elwin, autora de eGlobal Creative Publishing.

POV de Marielle: —Esta noche, Marielle recibirá a su loba —dijo el príncipe Jaxon. Su voz profunda y masculina acarició lugares dentro de mí que ni siquiera sabía que existían. Sí... esta noche es mi vigésimo primer cumpleaños, el momento en que las mujeres lobo de la manada BlueMoon reciben a su loba y reconocen a su compañero predestinado. He esperado esto toda mi vida. Finalmente, conoceré a mi mate y abandonaré esta maldita manada. El príncipe Jaxon parecía preocupado al respecto... y eso hizo que una sonrisa tirara de las comisuras de mis labios. ¿Estaría planeando una fiesta sorpresa? Pero las posibilidades eran escasas. Él ni siquiera me dedica una mirada. El príncipe Jaxon Wolfe es el heredero alfa de mi manada. Es tan guapo, pero tan peligroso. Y maldición... me siento tan atraída por él; he estado enamorada del príncipe de mirada gris y fría desde que tenía dieciséis años. Deseaba que fuera mío... pero no lo era y nunca podría serlo. —Entonces perdería a mi propio novio —intervino Maya, mi hermana mayor. Su voz sonaba más dura de lo que jamás la había escuchado—. No entiendo por qué esa perra sigue quitándome todo lo que siempre me ha pertenecido. Mi mano se debilitó sobre el pomo de la puerta de su habitación. Ella me había advertido que nunca entrara, pero yo había venido a buscarla para el desayuno antes de tropezar con su conversación. Mi boca se abrió en estado de shock por la forma en que mi hermana hablaba de mí, con tanto asco y odio. —Cálmate, Maya —la voz de Jaxon surgió de nuevo—. Aunque ella sea mi compañera, eso no significa que vaya a romper contigo así como así. Podemos encontrar una solución. Mi respiración se detuvo. Mi cuerpo tembló.

Jasmine —¡Bájame! —grité, golpeando con mis puños su ancha espalda. Golpearlo se sentía como arremeter contra una pared de ladrillos. —Cállate, Omega —gruñó Ryder. Cruzamos el río poco profundo que marcaba el límite de las Tierras Muertas. En el segundo en que mis botas salieron del agua, me soltó. Caí con fuerza sobre la orilla lodosa, raspándome las palmas de las manos. —¡¿Cuál es tu problema?! —logré articular, retrocediendo a rastras. Mi cuerpo seguía temblando por el calor del celo, pero la absoluta falta de respeto que emanaba de él me sacó de ese estado de aturdimiento. Ryder estaba de pie sobre mí, con el pecho agitado y sus ojos azul gélido prácticamente brillando con asco bajo la luz de la luna. Se limpió la mano en sus pantalones tácticos, como si tocarme hubiera dejado una enfermedad en su piel. —¿Mi problema? —se rio. Fue un sonido cruel y hueco—. Mi problema es que, de todos los lobos en este territorio olvidado de Dios, la Diosa Luna me ató a una loba débil y patética que ni siquiera puede mantener su aroma bajo control.

On a regular wedding day, normal couples would enter a wedding chamber. However, James Marshall and his bride entered a coffin in their wedding attire. There was very little space in the coffin so they laid very close to each other. Ever since then, Young Master Marshall got used to having a 'little pet' in his arm.Pet being a pet, it would be a shame to not pamper and shower it with love. Therefore, Young Master Marshall decided to demonstrate this theory to the best of his ability. He defended and allowed his wife to do whatever she wanted; he replaced her parents without hesitation when she said her parents did not love and appreciate her; he trampled and warned them that his wife was their boss when her siblings bullied her.His wife was always not home so Young Master Marshall demanded jealously, "My lovely wife has beautiful skin and is a natural beauty, keep an eye on her." "Young Master, are you blind? She is flat chested..." "You know nothing!"

On a regular wedding day, normal couples would enter a wedding chamber. However, James Marshall and his bride entered a coffin in their wedding attire. There was very little space in the coffin so they laid very close to each other. Ever since then, Young Master Marshall got used to having a 'little pet' in his arm.Pet being a pet, it would be a shame to not pamper and shower it with love. Therefore, Young Master Marshall decided to demonstrate this theory to the best of his ability. He defended and allowed his wife to do whatever she wanted; he replaced her parents without hesitation when she said her parents did not love and appreciate her; he trampled and warned them that his wife was their boss when her siblings bullied her.His wife was always not home so Young Master Marshall demanded jealously, "My lovely wife has beautiful skin and is a natural beauty, keep an eye on her." "Young Master, are you blind? She is flat chested..." "You know nothing!"

In her previous life, Joelle Nance fell in love with the wrong person. She gave him everything, yet, in return, all she got was a ‘You don’t deserve me’. Her world crumbled, her family was assassinated, she died on the treacherous stormy night, alone and forgotten. Overnight, she was reborn to eighteen years old, a second chance to amend her destiny. She buckled up, powerful and prepared, retaliation ensued. With resolute determination, she hopped on some mogul’s lap, but, little did she expect that he literally kept her for himself and spoiled her rotten! He added wood to the fire she set. He was her trustworthy convoy when she went after the douchebag. The omnipotent Lord James, the sixth son of the James family who was rumored to be a misogynist, was subdued by an unnamed young lady! The mogul sneered an arrogant ‘I do!’. Until one day, her double identity swept across the society so unexpectedly that their jaws dropped in extreme shock. Only then did everyone realize that not only did the young lady was a somebody, but it also was a dynamic collaboration of two influential bosses!

In her previous life, Joelle Nance fell in love with the wrong person. She gave him everything, yet, in return, all she got was a ‘You don’t deserve me’. Her world crumbled, her family was assassinated, she died on the treacherous stormy night, alone and forgotten. Overnight, she was reborn to eighteen years old, a second chance to amend her destiny. She buckled up, powerful and prepared, retaliation ensued. With resolute determination, she hopped on some mogul’s lap, but, little did she expect that he literally kept her for himself and spoiled her rotten! He added wood to the fire she set. He was her trustworthy convoy when she went after the douchebag. The omnipotent Lord James, the sixth son of the James family who was rumored to be a misogynist, was subdued by an unnamed young lady! The mogul sneered an arrogant ‘I do!’. Until one day, her double identity swept across the society so unexpectedly that their jaws dropped in extreme shock. Only then did everyone realize that not only did the young lady was a somebody, but it also was a dynamic collaboration of two influential bosses!

On a regular wedding day, normal couples would enter a wedding chamber. However, James Marshall and his bride entered a coffin in their wedding attire. There was very little space in the coffin so they laid very close to each other. Ever since then, Young Master Marshall got used to having a 'little pet' in his arm.Pet being a pet, it would be a shame to not pamper and shower it with love. Therefore, Young Master Marshall decided to demonstrate this theory to the best of his ability. He defended and allowed his wife to do whatever she wanted; he replaced her parents without hesitation when she said her parents did not love and appreciate her; he trampled and warned them that his wife was their boss when her siblings bullied her.His wife was always not home so Young Master Marshall demanded jealously, "My lovely wife has beautiful skin and is a natural beauty, keep an eye on her." "Young Master, are you blind? She is flat chested..." "You know nothing!"