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Bethany was home when she should not have been. Her husband came home unexpectedly, followed close behind him, her twin sister, soon they were having sex on the floor in the lounge room, not even making it to the bedroom. Shocked that it was her twin that betrayed her, she looked at what to do about it. First Divorce, second take everything from him, but how does she get back at her sister? Has this made Bethany lost and betrayed, no longer trusting her family, will she find love again, or will she do something stupid, like having a string of one-night stands?
Evangelia, or better known as the Rogue Alpha Evan, is gifted by the moon goddess and fate. After a visit form the Mood goddess on her 16th birthday, she is informed that there will be a war and she is the instrument that the goddess has chosen to help save her people. After her pack is attacked, she is named Alpha and takes the remaining members to another location. Through saving people of different species, and acquiring packs she creates the powerful Rogue pack. -------------- After being betrayed by his first mate, Alpha King Warrick, loathes rogues. When his sisters are almost kidnapped he finds his second chance mate. She refuses to give him her name for the rejection. Years later he is told that there is a war coming, and he will have to partner with the rogue pack in order to win. What happens when he meets the Rogue pack's Alpha and finds out she is the same rogue he tried to reject years before? Does he overcome his hatred for rogues and win the war? What makes Alpha Evan so special, that she was granted extra gifts from the goddess? Why to registered packs wish to turn rogue instead of asking help from the crown? With seemingly too many obstacles in their way, will Warrick and Evangelina overcome them and accept the mate bond? Join us on this slow burn adventure to find out. -------------- Warrick's POV When I reach the cells and open the door I am smacked in the face by a chocolatey lavender scent, making Viggo go wild. I run to the cell that holds that scent and what I see almost makes my heart stop. A woman chained to the ceiling with a pool of blood dripping under her. When her eyes meet mine, my whole world stops. “Mate.” Viggo roars and pries open the cell door, grabbing the chains holding her up and breaks them, burning our hands in the process. I pick her up bridal style and hear her heartbeat begin to slow. I let out a loud growl and I start to run with her towards the pack hospital. “Please stay with me.” I plead with her as I enter the hospital doors. ------- *Warning*Elements of SA* There will be no warning before the SA happens in the chapter*
They say Alpha King Maximus is a monster — too big, too brutal, too cursed. His bed is a death sentence, and no woman has ever left it alive. So why did he choose me? The fat, unwanted omega. The one my own pack offered up like trash. One night with the merciless King was supposed to end me. Instead, it ruined me. Now I crave the man who takes without mercy. His touch burns. His voice commands. His body destroys. And I keep going back for more. But Maximus doesn’t do love. He doesn’t do mates. He takes. He owns. And he never stays. Too bad for him…I’m not the weak, pathetic girl they threw away. I’m something far more dangerous —the one woman who can break his curse… or break his kingdom.
Luci Forrester is a college senior. She hasn't had the best college experience and is counting down the days to leave the hell that is Kenton University. If she didn't depend on her scholarship, she'd have already left. She does her best to stay under the radar but to the football and hockey team, it doesn't seem to matter. She has a knack for being in the wrong place at the wrong time which has made her their target one time too many. Except for this time when she rescues a little boy named Cole from being hit by a texting driver. His grandmother hires her to watch over him after school and on weekends with the holiday season coming up. Luci thinks things might be looking up with the well paying job until she discovers it's placed her right back in someone's sights, her enemy Easton Reed. She writes him off as an entitled wealthy playboy bully, but could she be wrong when she finds out his biggest secret? Easton Reed is the senior center of the Kenton Ice Kings. He's the team captain and plays well alongside his three brothers who round out the team. He's every girls dream looks wise. He's cold and aloof though which only adds to his appeal for his adoring fans. He steers clear of most campus drama but always seems to be around when Luci runs afoul of her tormentors. He makes it clear he isn't her biggest fan from their first meeting and every time thereafter. But when they are thrown together over the holidays due to circumstances what will happen? When she finds out the secret he's keeping from his adoring fans will he torment her more?
"What can't you do, Dominic?" I could feel my heart rate increasing and my throat was dry. "Us," he said. "Our marriage. I don't want it anymore, Hailey." My world froze. He swallowed and closed his eyes. He reopened them and looked straight at me. "I want a divorce. We need to severe our mating bond. I can't continue being married to you, Hailey." And right then and there, my whole world stopped. *************** In Hailey’s three years of marriage, Dominic has never told her he loved her, never remembered their anniversaries or her birthdays. On their third wedding anniversary, she found out she was pregnant and decided to break the news to him in a special way, but he had another surprise for her, one that shook her to the core. Divorce. His long lost love was back and he was ready to throw away three years of marriage like it was nothing. Divorced, rejected and pregnant, she left the pack with a broken heart. Five years later, she was now a famous Doctor, with her five year old son. But, fate has other plans when she gets transferred back to the country she once ran away from, and you know what’s worse? She got transferred to his pack’s hospital. A place that has caused her nothing but misery. Will she be able to bear her heart again, or will betrayal and vengeance destroy her?
Not-So-Saint-Nick WGrier Bush grew up in a picturesque town in the foothills of the Colorado Rockies much like the ones all those made for television Christmas movies used for their backdrops. Except for her the idyllic life was ruined as a teenager and so doing what any girl from those movies did, she left the small town and moved to the big city. Now Grier was the administrative assistant to the sexiest, and more importantly, the grouchiest man in all of New York State, maybe even America. She spends most of her time smoothing feather’s he’s ruffled and keeping him from firing entire groups of people on a whim. She could never understand her best friend Hazel’s obsession with the man. Sure, he looks good but he’s a jerk of the highest order. Nick Santos has a secret. Not only is he the billionaire CEO of the country’s biggest confectionary company, but he is also the crown prince to the Ice Fairy Queen and to the man the rest of the world knows as Santa Claus. Family pressure and an intense resentment to his parents for putting the children of the world ahead of their own has made him a surly son of a bitch and he wears his title as meanest CEO on earth like a badge of honor. Leaving the family behind to build his empire was easier said than done though and they’re always at his back, chasing him to come home. Losing his creative spirit a long time ago, Nick is surprised when returning his assistant’s laptop bag to her to be struck with the most delicious sense of inspiration. When the woman who for five years has kept him from umpteenth litigation issues, stays ice cold while managing to deal with her boyfriend and her best friend in Grier’s bed together is nothing short of revolutionary. Suddenly he wants to help her burn the world down one bag of prank candy at a time. Grier returns home for the holidays only to find her ever-annoying boss is following her. When he declares he’s going to help her get revenge against her cheating exes and her best friend by posing as her lover, she knows there is no good to come of it. Yet, with her parents and sister egging the billionaire psychopath on, what is a girl to do but join in the chaos the gorgeous man is bringing to the party. Ready to rip her stockings off her body to hang by the chimney without an ounce of care, Grier decides Christmas this year is going to be a whole lot of naughty, not an ounce of nice and maybe, just maybe, a touch of love.
You ever wonder how your life can change so drastically in a matter of minutes? I once thought that I had the best life. I was surrounded by friends who protected me, a mother who loved me with all she had, and all the happiness in the world. All of that changed the day my mom announced that she was getting married. To a member of the Inferno Demons motorcycle club. It wasn't that I didn't like the club, or my stepfather. In fact, I was the reason that they had met in the first place. It was what came after that shocked my world. I thought being step-siblings with one of the people I was closest to would be the best thing to ever happen to me, but it was the exact opposite. Overnight my life changed. My five biggest protectors and closest friends started shutting me out. I was ignored, forgotten, and pushed aside. But I never said a thing. I just took it all, hoping that things would go back to normal. Maybe they grew sick of me. Maybe I just didn't fit in with this biker lifestyle. I was growing accustomed to my new life, sort of, when things changed again. A father that I knew nothing about, haven't seen since I was too young to remember had suddenly popped into my life. He was a stranger. Granted, he tried to visit me while he fought my mom for custody of me. I wish I had known that he had a snowball's chance in hell of winning that custody battle. I was promised I'd get to come home to see my mom. I was promised that my being forced to leave wasn't the end. I was promised that two years would fly by, and I might even have a little fun. I was promised a lot of things. And all of them ended up empty. Nobody cared. Nobody checked on me. Nobody called, texted, visited. Not that they would have been allowed to. My sperm donor (as I like to call him), had lied. Straight threw his teeth. To all of us. Me, my mom, the judge, everyone. And he got away with it. For over a year I endured pain and abuse. I was beaten into submission. I was turned into someone that wasn't me. When I escaped the first time, I finally realized why no one had checked up on me. I thought that my mom would have been riddled with guilt, but... that wasn't the case. The lies my stepsister spread about me had gotten worse after I was forced to leave. Everyone took her side, including my mom. Of course, I was found again. Or rather, given back to avoid more drama. My own mother handed me back to the man who was responsible for the black eye I had, the welts on my back, the... nightmares that I had. She handed me over like I was an object, and that was when I realized that there was no hope left for me. That was the day that the first crack formed in my heart. Despite all that I had been through, I still thought I had people who loved me. I thought I had five protectors who were waiting for me, I thought I had a mother who would have given her life for me, I thought that I had somewhere safe to go. But it was all a lie. I had been looking at life through rose-colored glasses, and now they were officially off. That crack spread slowly, oh, so slowly, but it was there. It started. It was too late. I had officially given up, but not in the docile sense. No, if anything, I became more of a problem. And that was what I wanted; to be a problem for everyone. Until I met him. For once, the noise in my head was quiet, the pain in my chest eased the slightest, and for the briefest of moments, I felt safe. He made me realize that's what I had been craving. Safety. And he handed it to me on a silver platter. I should have chucked those rose-colored glasses the moment I took them off instead of holding onto them with the last sliver of hope I possessed. Maybe I would have saw the signs sooner. Maybe I would have picked up on the lies before that ring was on my finger. Maybe I could have avoided another disappointment in my life. But that would be too easy. That would be too nice. That would be... apparently, not what I deserve. However, I was not going down this time. I was done being made a fool. I was done being abused. I was done being forced. So, I took one last shot. Just one more. If I died because of it, so be it, but if I survived... If I could really get far enough away... I could live. I could really live. I could start over. I could be free. But freedom always comes at a cost. I should have known I would be caught. I shouldn't have let five years of freedom get to my head. I should have been more careful. Because now I'm found again, but this time it wasn't my sperm donor who had found me, or my husband, or my mother. It was Karma, the president of the Inferno's Demons MC, the boy who used to wipe my tears and bandaged me up when I scrapped my knees, and he looked pissed to see me. Why did Karma have to steal me away from my quiet life? Is he going to send me back to my sperm donor and husband? Does he know what I've been through? Do any of them even care? And why is he so pissed about a promise that they broke first?
I was shocked to discover that my fiancé had married someone else just three weeks before our wedding was to be held. So I'm going to do everything in my power to ruin the business I worked so hard to grow. I've done everything to turn his business into the success it is today. I poured my money, heart, and soul into it. I allowed him to use my designs and even brought investors in to help grow the company. Only to find out that the thanks I get is discovering how he plans to take everything away from me, and make me a mistress. The invitations were mailed out almost two months ago. The story I allowed Roger to believe about me being an orphan was a lie. In our family, we have to weed out the ones who want to be with us for our money. So I created the persona that I needed in college to reflect that. I had carried my mother's maiden name all through my school years. Just hearing I'm a Caldwell would have had people all over me. I couldn't tell him the truth until after our wedding, but now there won't be a wedding. He has already married Sasha, his first love. I'm not going to run away and lick my wounds. I'm going to inflict much larger wounds on him. Not physically, but I'm going to take away what he values most, his company and his reputation. I'm going to get back at his family who always treated me badly because I wasn't 'worthy enough' to be a part of their family. I'm not going to stop until he realizes that his success was entirely because of me. But by that time, it will be much too late for regret.