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As her smile appeared a frown came from the guy in front of her. "What is so funny?" He questioned as he took a knife and traced it on her knee "Hmmm what is so funny?"

The petite woman, beautiful women sitting tied up only smiled more. It didn't matter that the man was stronger than her, nor did it matter that she might not make it out of this alive. All that mattered is that she held on just until they got there. 

"You are." She started to laugh, "You think that by torturing me I will tell you anything, that I will give up those that I love? If so you are dead wrong."

His voice was never warm to begin with, but up until now there was a softness in his voice. Used to get most women to give him the information he wanted, but it turned cold and chilling.

Leaning up to speak in her ear he whispered "Most people I have tortured have said the same thing, and I have broken each and everyone of them. There is nothing special about you, you will break just like the rest." With those chilling words he quit messing around, and plunged the knife into her leg. 

She did not scream, instead she closed her eyes begging that she could reach her mates through the bond. Hoping they would come and save her. Right as the knife was pulled out to be used to make this young girl scream, both of them could hear the sound of bullets. Leaving two emotions in the room, one of satisfaction and happiness. The other one of terrior as he had kidnapped her. 

"What's wrong, worried?" The girl grinned through the pain.

"Not in the slightest." The man turned hiding his face from her. 

Before he could think of what to do the door opened. It was not opened slowly, but so hard, and fast that if it had received anymore force the door would be off it's hinges. Standing in the doorway was a man with a red suit and brown hair. The man doing the torturing tried to take off only to turn back in horror, as the man turned into a wolf and ripped him to shreds.

She didn't know who stepped in the room, but she knew they were here for her, by the way the man screamed in agony. Her back was faced to the guest so all she could do was wait. Wait for him to save her, when he stepped in front of her, her heart melted.

"Chase." It was the only word she could muster with all the pain. 

He cut through her restraints, and lifted her in his arms. "Isabelle stay with me baby, I'm here just stay awake." He begged but worry set in, as his women was growing unconscious in his arms. 

He was finally here, finally here to save her, but was it to late? Maybe had she never fallen in love with him, or the others she wouldn't be on the edge of death.

This book takes you on a journey of four lives. Isabelle the omega who had her heart broken, and believed every last alpha was the same, all being cruel.

While the other three were like brothers, Cole the leader, the other two being Dylan, and Chase. They lived life to the fullest, and the darkest. Once caring about people, only to destroy the ones they loved in the end. The three of them decided to no longer care.

But when they meet a beautiful thief, they realized she did not only break into there house, but into there hearts. Could she be different, and survive there world, or would she be doomed by the past?

Believing there world to be bad for her, only to find out her world held the same darkness, or maybe even more. Does fate bring these four people happily ever after, or does it merely taunt them to believe they can, only to be destroyed for good.


(THIS BOOK IS MATURE, BUT STARTS SLOW. YOUNG READERS NOT ADVISED, OR PEOPLE WHO CAN'T HANDLE THESE TYPES OF BOOKS.)

Sold to the Alpha's

Isabelle had enough of the silence just in time. She yelled, and screamed to be let go until her voice was shot. Being tied up was taking the breath out of her. How did she have this much bad luck? Really running into Oliver she would have rather found Steven. He would have at least let her live. Wouldn't having no spirit be somehow worse? 


She was silent, thinking. When another man came in. Since she wasn't blindfolded she could see him. He was new not the first guy and not Oliver. Maybe he would let her go with a bit of convincing. 


"You know I'm being kidnapped right and that's against the law. Cole, Chase, and Dylan with find me and when they do they will kill you."


The man did not speak, but hearing a threat must have made him angry because he slapped Isabelle so hard blood came from her mouth and nose. Shit he had authority to hurt her, would she get tortured?


"I respect your wit and fiercely additude, but you will not threaten me do you understand!?"


Isabelle didn't say anything and his hand came back through the air. She flinched but quickly nodded her head. The questions have started and she knew better than to ignore them.


"Good girl, good as long as you listen it will go quickly. First question are you ready to start?"


Isabelle nodded again and the man tapped his ear.


"Yes" She spat, blood coming from her mouth.  


"Good first we will introduce ourselves I'm Jacob and you are.


Jacob slapped Isabelle again "Tisk, tisk, tisk already lying I see what is your name?"


"It-its isabelle." Isabelle knew another hit was coming so she cowered backwards as far as she could go with being tied up.


"Huh so you really are going to make this harder." He slapped her again, and was about to do it one more time when she pleaded.


Laughing Jacob knelt down to her to look her in the eye which was now turning colors, and looking into them and he realized she wasn't lying. It couldn't be he had documented proof saying other wise, and a blood test that would sure match, but the name was different.


Isabelle sat there in pain concentrating on her words, but Jacob didn't like waiting and pushed her chair against the wall. Causing her to hit her head and look up at him.


"I changed it legally." Isabelle could barely make out the words before coughing up blood as the tears rolled down her face.


Jacob knew he went to far and he wouldn't get the rest of the answers before she bled to death with how this was going. So he tried to sooth her, but she flinched away everything hurt.


"I'm sorry Isabelle that is my fault please your hurt. Let me help, you answered the question right so let me help you." 


She begged herself not to listen, but something strange inside of her was fighting for control and it told her to let him help.


So she nodded and he untied her and brought her to another room with a more comfy seat. Jacob tended to her wounds and tied her up again.


"I'm sorry but Oliver said I have to keep you tied up."


Isabelle nodded knowing anyone who pissed off Oliver died or came close.


"As long as you answer the questions right from now on I won't have to hurt you do you understand?" Jacob's voice was calm and soothing and she believed every word he was saying and she didn't know why.


The Nice Torturer