Novel & Cerita Immaculate Synonyms

On the day of my engagement party, my mother and I were sitting in the car waiting for the driver when my fiance's secretary suddenly sent me a video. In it, she had a middle-aged she-wolf by the hair, slapping her across the face again and again. "Selena, you gold-digging trash! Did you really think pretending to be some high-society socialite and getting engaged to Alpha Declan meant your mother could sneak into his house and steal?" Another slap landed. The woman's face was already grotesquely swollen. "Typical backwoods behavior. Always grabbing at things that don't belong to you. As Declan's secretary, I'm handling this filthy thief on his behalf." I slowly lowered my phone. Beside me, my mother was adjusting her necklace in her compact mirror. When she noticed me looking at her, she smiled and patted my hand. "Thorncrown Pack may be an absolute disaster when it comes to business, darling, but Declan is very handsome. Once the alliance is official, your father and I can help straighten things out." Frowning, I replayed the video. The sharp cheekbones. The immaculate chignon. And the mole on her ear. Oh my God. That was my future mother-in-law! I immediately called back. "Vanessa, do you have any idea what a complete idiot you are? That's Declan's mother!" She let out a vicious laugh. "Oh, please. Declan already told me all about you. Some nobody his father forced him to marry. " "He doesn't even care about you, so why would he give a damn about your relatives?"

Clara Lane lives a fatal deception. She’s the enigmatic, most-wanted escort in the glitzy, cutthroat world of the city’s elite, an ultra-exclusive underground club where billionaires live out their worst dreams: The Velvet Den. But beneath the silk skirts and immaculate make-up sits a deadly secret. Clara is a rogue renegade she-wolf. She must survive in human territory by avoiding the ferocious local packs and affording her ailing brother’s life-saving medical treatments. Every night she coats her skin with a silver-laced chemical that burns her flesh in misery but keeps her wolf scent from giving her away. Enter Dominic Vance. By day, he was a ruthless billionaire mogul; by night, the most feared, untamed alpha king of the magical underground. Dominic is fed up with his pack leaders demanding an heir and tired of the shallow, submissive high-society she-wolves paraded before him. The beast within him is wild, restless, hungering for a true equal. Dominic expects only scorn from The Velvet Den to close a multibillion-dollar multinational deal. Then Clara goes inside his personal V.I.P. lounge. Their eyes meet, and the air is thick enough to choke on. Dominic's inner wolf roars in awful, primordial recognition through the heavy covering of her pharmaceutical perfume. She is his fated mate. The secret smell she’s drunk fills the room, locking her in place while Dominic’s overwhelming alpha scent intoxicates her. He is driven by a ferocious need to know all the secrets of those wonderful, fearful eyes. Clara knows that to give up to his touch is sure death for a rogue, yet her body betrays her, aching for his dominant embrace. In a world of wealth, danger, and raw flame, the billionaire Alpha will tear the city apart for what belongs to him.