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 Do You Or Do You Not Want Me, Mate?

Do You Or Do You Not Want Me, Mate?

Sheena B.
When Travis, Serena's mate, picked her sister over her, she couldn't help but think her fear had come true.
She was denied by her mate.
Choosing the easy way out of the heartbreak, she ran away with no intention of going back. But, it wasn't that easy when her older brother managed to track her down and demanded for her to come home.
And when she does, secrets will pop out and she will find herself in a situation that she never thought would end up in.
That Prince is a Girl: The VIcious King's Captive Mate

That Prince is a Girl: The VIcious King's Captive Mate

Kiss Leilani
They don’t know I’m a girl.
They all look at me and see a boy. A prince.
Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires.
And, when they storm into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervene to protect her. I make them take me too.
The plan is to escape with my sister whenever we find a chance.
How am I to know our prison will be the most fortified place in their kingdom?
I’m supposed to stay on the sidelines. The one they have no real use for. The one they never mean to buy.
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I Welcome Your Rejection: Spiteful Mate Of The Angel Kings

I Welcome Your Rejection: Spiteful Mate Of The Angel Kings

Virginia K. Sebastian
"Do not dare pretend you didn't pray hard to be our mate so you can live in wealth and luxury, human!" one of the mighty angel Kings snaps in disgust.
"I measure the quality of a man by his hardwork. Have you worked hard for this wealth, your majesty?" I boldly ask and hear the servants and guards in the room gasp in shock.
The angel kings of Lordsland, considered the most flawless of beings, had hoped that they would have a useful mate, like the graceful princess of the neighbor...
Alpha’s hated mate;my ex wife’s twins twins calls me daddy

Alpha’s hated mate;my ex wife’s twins twins calls me daddy

zammiewrite1
Pregnant?” A gleam crossed my eyes, and before I could control myself, tears began running down my eyes. My vision was blurry from the tears, but I still scanned the files, my heart beating loudly. A smile finally made its way to my face.
I looked at the nurse who was standing behind me, looking happy, but certainly not as happy as I was. Eight years. Eight years of barrenness, Eight years of crying and praying to the moon goddess, Eight years of tolerance to everything I passed through in...

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