He grazed his lips over my cheek to my left ear, circling my waist. His hot breath hit my skin as he whispered. "I am going to drag you to my bed. Rip off your dress, and fuck you. Hard". I took in a sharp breath as I felt his palm move to my buttock. My breath hitched. He kissed my ear. "Right here. Right now. I am going violate you, making you scream and beg for me all night, right in front of you five years old son". • • • Lola, born into a home full of misery and pain, being neglected from her own family at a toodler age. Even after a risky escape from her abusive home, she lands straight into the fire, receiving the worst side of life, which pushes her more and more to the edge. Life finally takes a good turn, giving her the happiness she dreamt of. Until the enemies borne of her past come back to take revenge on her new found joy. She is left alone to fight her battles and war, finding faith and hope in the process. Will Lola be able to escape her past? Will she be able to save the ones she loves? Or even herself?
I stared into the darkness of the sky without a single star, digging my small fingers into my scarred arm. I sighed. My stomach rumbled, begging for at least a drop of water.
I looked down, gently patting it. Raindrops continued to slap harder against the glass, followed by a strike of lightning, lightening the pitch-black abandoned room.
My eyes caught a glimpse of the analogue clock hanging on the wall.
12:56 AM.
I craned my head back, with the door slowly creaking back and forth. I slowly returned my stare to the partly broken window in front of me, getting used to the daily haunting sounds that echoed in the old room I stayed alone in.
For a seven-year-old, darkness wasn't even the least of my fears. I clutched on tightly to the dusty worn-out doll in my arms, trying to count the raindrops on the glass. Footsteps began to echo in the hallway.
My eyes widened, as more than a chill ran down my spine.
"She's back...." I whispered to my doll.
Carefully but hastily I jumped away from the window, rushing for my empty metal bed. Without a mattress on it, I roughly straightened the paper-like sheet on the iron bars and springs. I hurryingly threw the doll behind the bed.
As quietly as I could, I rose myself to the bed and laid, shutting my eyes immediately. I felt the sharp pointy ends of the bed strings, piercing into my flesh, adding to the numerous injuries on my back.
The door slowly creaked open. My body froze, unable to breathe. Slowly the sound of shoes tapping on the floor approached me.
My heart couldn't even skip a beat, being too petrified.
"Lola?" Her hand gently landed on my arm.
I exhaled silently, gently lifting myself, "Sister?"
I turned to her scratching my eyes, pretending to be sleepy. With the candle lamp in her hand, I could see her all-black long gown and the veil around her head to her neck.
She gave me a warm smile, appearing innocent and gentle. I gulped my saliva, feeling the aura of pure evil and wickedness from the grown woman in front of me.
"Welcome, Sister Regina", I added, dropping my head.
"Have you eaten today, Lola?" She rose my head with her index finger.
I hesitated, afraid to respond. I timidly played with my fingers.
"No sister".
"Do you want to eat?"
Again, I felt a huge lump in my throat. I fell my eyes to the glowing Rosary around her neck, hoping for a miracle to save me. I looked down at the floor. My stomach pounded against my abdomen begging.
"... No sister".
Her smile widened, showing her upper teeth, as she straightened her back. "Good girl". She took a step back, stretching her hand out to me.
"Come". She ordered.
I stared at her palm, hesitant and scared. I stretched my hand forward.
"Yes, Sister".
We walked down the hallway, to the staircase, with my head fixed down. My room was on the top floor, the third floor, which was under construction but later abandoned, leaving me as the only soul up there. We made our way to the kitchen floor, the first floor.
"Where are we going to sister?" I said unable to suppress my curiosity.
"Patience Lola..."
We walked to the kitchen and then towards the storeroom door. She slowly pulled out a bunch of keys, unlocking the door.
"... Patience is a virtue Lola", she pushed open the door, releasing my hand. She walked down the three steps into the store, slightly lifting her gown.
I stood by the door, staring at her. She walked towards the shelf full of grains, pulling down a half-filled bag.
She turned to me, "Lola? Come!"
I didn't move, staring at her with a plain expression. She dropped the bag on the floor, untiring it.
"Lola?" She called out again, this time, standing up straight, right next to the open bag.
"I said come!"
For my safety and well-being, I immediately walked toward her, seeing the content of the bag.
"Rice?" I rose my head confused.
She gently placed the lamp on a shelf and walked close to me.
"Lola dear..." she placed her hand on my cheek. The top of her fingers slowly caressed my skin.
"Yes, sister Regina?"
"Mother Stella gave me some work to do this night, but unfortunately I also have to pick out the rice for tomorrow's breakfast. So, since I won't be able to do two things at once, I thought you could help me", Her voice deepened, "Pick out this half bag of rice".
"What?..." I mumbled unconsciously as my stomach grumbled in hunger.
She looked down at my belly then at me. Ignoring my pain with a smile, she continued, "I want you, Lola, to help me pick out each grain of rice from this bag, into this bag, without any single dirt in it".
She extended her hand to go to the side, pulling out an empty bag.
"So tomorrow, we can have rice for breakfast. For you, me and your dear siblings of course". She smiled.
She stood up straight, "Is that okay?"
I ran my eyes in different directions of the floor. "But... But why ... What. What about my siblings??" I stammered.
She took in a deep breath and bent down to my eye level. She gently grabbed my jaw, slowly applying pressure to my cheeks.
"Are any of your siblings named Lola?" I shook my head looking down.
"Answer Me!!" She squeezed my cheeks harder.
"No Sister Regina..." I mumbled, shutting my eyes.
She released my jaws, standing up and smiling, "Good". She walked to the small wooden window of the room, pushing it open. The cold wind blew in, alongside the flashes of lightning.
She walked back to me, picking up the lamp from the shelf.
"Now Lola... I expect you to be done within an hour. Okay?"
I nodded.
She looked out the window, "The lightning should be more than enough light for you to see. After all, you're still young... Your eyes should be sharp enough".
She smiled, walking towards the door.
She placed her hand on the doorknob.
"Oh! I almost forgot".
She turned around, taking a few steps back to me. She kicked the half-filled bag of rice down smiling. I looked up at her surprised.
"When you're done with this, then maybe you can have dinner". She turned to the door. "Lazy girl", she walked out, shutting the door.
I stood there with an ocean of tears filling my eyes, which unfortunately could fall out.
I slowly went to my knees, grabbing the empty bag by the side. I slowly began picking each grain of rice from the floor. In a few minutes, placing more than two handfuls of grains into the bag, I stood up and began to pull up the fallen bag. I grunted with all failed attempts.
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
22-year-old Evelyn Carter is attempting to start over in California while avoiding her past. She will be embarking on a new career path as a private school teacher. She is smart, attractive, and doesn't put up with nonsense. Who wouldn't notice her? However, what happens when she attracts the attention of someone unwilling to let her go? Who wants her and nothing else after falling in love at first sight? A 25-year-old billionaire CEO and single father, Lucian Carrington. He takes what he wants and he is also a very dangerous man. All it needed was one look at a stunning woman to realize she was HIS, even though he doesn't believe in relationships because they always end. Preview: Miss Carter, you will be mine. I say firmly. "Release my arm, Mr. Carrington, before I force you to." She says, seeming to smile at me. I give her a sly smile. Squeezing my wrist with her other hand, she twists it uncomfortably. I gave a painful hiss. "Don't underestimate me, Mr. Carrington." "This is the only time I will allow you to walk away from me, Miss Carter." She glared at me as she turned. "Mr. Carrington, I am no possession of yours." I was left standing there when she opened the classroom door and left.
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
"I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna." One single sentence. One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life. And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once. As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come. Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky. My Mates. But wait... If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men? *** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***