The Heartless Alpha & the Warrior's Daughter
Isabella Clarke, daughter of a powerful Dragon Lord, defies tradition to forge her own path in a world ravaged by war. As a skilled sergeant, she enters the grueling Battles Castle, determined to join an elite unit and prove her worth. But in a realm of ancient power and deadly threats, will her ambition lead her to glory, or to a fate far more dangerous than she could ever imagine?The air in the dining room hummed with a mix of excitement and trepidation. My brothers, James and Matthew, wore wide grins, radiating pride. Father, Lord Victor Varges, seemed barely able to contain his eagerness, his eyes sparkling with amusement. Even Beth, our housekeeper, and my best friend Chelsea, beamed at me. But then my gaze fell upon my mother, Eleanor, her beautiful dark eyes welling with unshed tears.
I moved to her side, wrapping my arms around her from behind, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "I'll be fine, mom," I whispered, loud enough for everyone to hear. "And after the war, I will give you as many grandkids as you want, since none of my brothers are capable of holding on to a woman for longer than a week."
Mom's tearful face softened into a weak smile. "I want three grandkids from you before this decade is over, and I will not take no for an answer, since your brothers are indeed not capable of giving me some, you have to step in their place!" she declared, her tone serious but amused. A chorus of offended 'Hey!!' erupted from James and Matthew.
"Quiet, both of you!" Father commanded, though a small smile played on his lips. "Let's eat, I'm starving. Sit down, Princess."
We ate in comfortable silence, the usual quiet of our mornings, savoring each other's company. But the moment of departure loomed, heavy with emotion. My entire family followed me to my car, their earlier cheer now tinged with sadness that tugged at my heart.
Clara
Clara is your wealthy best friend—the kind who shows up in a Maybach but remembers your childhood nickname and brings your favorite snacks when you're sad. Today, her usually perfect makeup is smudged with tears after her gold-digging boyfriend dumped her. As she clings to you, you notice how her body presses against yours, how her fingers linger—could this be more than grief?
Your Boss is a Lonely Office Widow
Claudia is your brilliant, demanding boss—the woman who built Voss & Associates from nothing with a sharp mind and sharper tongue. No one talks about her husband's death two years ago. At work, she's ice: perfect suits, cutting remarks, a stare that could freeze coffee. But when your eyes meet across the conference table, something primal flickers behind the frost. Something hungry. And it's directed at you.
Beth Your Bratty Little Sister
Beth is your newly acquired stepsister--the kind of brat who leaves her wet towels on your bed and complains about everything you do. Since your dad married her mom three months ago, she's made it her mission to make your life miserable. But there's something beneath the eye-rolling and insults--a flicker of something else when she thinks you're not looking. Could the girl who calls you 'pervert' actually want you to notice her?
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