"Skin once broken ,can never be the same. Just like hearts once betrayed, struggle to beat again." ................................................... A broken piece of glass, a shattered heart. Was all that could define Ethan Lockwood's past. The heir to one of the biggest estates in the country, the most eligible bachelor as the tabloids said. With persona cold as ice and presence authoritative and terrifying ,he was making sure to not let anyone come close to him. Not giving anyone the right over him. Until he met her again. By hands of fate, the very girl he despised more than anything. The girl behind everything. But. What if the girl was no longer that beautiful confident rich man's daughter now? What if behind her beautiful smile she veil's a ugliness that made her insecure every night. What if she has been already punished in the worst way which resembled a nightmare. What if she was scarred beyond repair. Will he be able to see beyond her fascade? Does he have it in him to forgive her after everything? Circumstances change, people change and stereotypes break. But what remains is the beauty that lies within. And that's when my friends the journey of 'his not so beautiful wife 2 ' begins.
His not so beautiful wife book 2
By suzangill
' his scarred beauty'
.............................Author's note.................
Hello beautiful readers!
Welcome back to another classic tale of love.
Before starting let me tell you of the basic idea of why I started writing this story.
It is based on a true even.
An event that inspired me to write something of this kind.
Ofcourse there will be fiction,but the name scarred beauty came from that evening in my life ,which changed my perspective on many things in life.
You know guys we in our life know something but untill we experience them ,we truly don't understand the depth of them.
Few months back I fell face front from my bicycle and got a deep scar on my face.
It's not that prominent now,just a reminder of that evening.
But still that one week or so when I was at rest.
I just realised a lot of things which I want to share with you.
Truly speaking,I don't know why I am even telling you guys this but still I thought if you know something about the writer,you may connect better.
I am a kind of person who doesn't care about looks,but I have seen this world does.
Alot
I mean I have seen people cry on getting a pimple and I was fine with them when I first got them.
Makeup? My definition for makeup is just a concealer.
I remember running away from my friends when they tried putting lipstick on me.
So in my life till now I have seen people complain about a lot of things.
Girls in highschool were always contouring their features.
Some didn't like their eyes,others hated their crooked noses.
Some were always complaining about the extra pounds they gained in holidays,while others were crying over the few they lost.
Some hated their curly hair,others specially went to parlour to get some curls.
Those with straight hair wanted curl,those with curly hair wanted straight hair.
How ironic , isn't it?
But the bigger question is.
Are we ever satisfied?
Have we ever thanked God for what he gifted us with.
Really guys,when I couldn't eat for a week with my swollen jaw.
I just realised bitter gourd was not that bad .
You value things when you can't have them.
Otherwise I guess we all take alot of things for granted in our life.
The eyes you don't like,they can see.
Isn't this enough?
Imagine those who can't and you will learn to love yourself.
This story will try to change your perspective on a lot of things in life.
I feel words have a lot of power and if I am able to make you feel even 1% of what I intend to.
My purpose will be solved.
There is nothing in this story that is related to me except the initial idea of this story.
So please don't think it is my life you are reading cause it is not.
It is completely a creation of my brain.
With no base but just one motive.
To make you realise just how beautiful you are.
So sit back ,enjoy and the next time you see yourself in the mirror.
Smile
For its the most beautiful thing in this world.
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Story Begins.
Narrator of the story: Sophie Rogers
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"We take everything for granted in our life.
But then one day it all gets turns into a dream.
A dream that we see in night but never achieve in day.
A dream we spend our entire life chasing astray"
................narrator pov.........................
The above lines are deep,not that I understood them the first time I read them but now ,
When I have seen the story behind these lines with my own eyes I can say I finally did understood them.
You must be thinking who I am ,well not the main lead of this story .
Definitely no
But a boring 5'4 , brown eyes black hair girl which is going to make you fall in love with.
Well I am not an eye candy kind of a beauty but neither am I a cactus kind of ugly.
I am just medicore...an average.
I am Sophie your dearest
The one who is going to be the narrator of this story.
Your host,your crying shoulder,your cursing companion,your hugging best friend...well whatever you will like me to be.
But first I must tell you this....this is not a cliche story...no way near.
There is hell lot of drama, cliffhangers, heartbreakers , hate, jealousy and our favourite love.
But let me warm you first.
No one is perfect in this story.
Especially not our female lead...she has flaws just like everyone does in reality .
Don't judge her in the beginning just like I did when I first met her, cause there must be a reason why she is our main lead not me.
And our male lead well...you must be knowing his parents story but our handsome boy here is going to make your heart melt again and you are going to fall in love with him.
Wait ,I am jumbling things again right? Let's start from the beginning.
I am Sophie Roger your host and I present before you the story of my best friend aka our male protagonist Ethan Lockwood.
And my bully...no scratch that my saviour / hero Vivian Klein.
I know Ethan from the day I first time pissed in my pants in pre nersery school.
Yes, you read it right I a 4 year old shy girl pissed in my pants .
I know your next question, weren't you wearing diapers?
And well mom forced me to wear them but me being the stubborn kid threw it away the first opportunity I got.
Anyway so ya I pissed during class, my peers started laughing , I was going to cry at my stupid self for not listening to mom but then he came like those hero's in supernatural movies.
Shielding me with his frame he spoke with voice clear like a grown up and confidence evident.
"Why are you laughing? Don't you all piss in those pathetic diapers?"
I swear when I first heard his voice,I knew we will be sticking around together for long.
Thank God my 4 year old didn't know what love was for I would have definately fallen in love with him at first sight.
He protected me that day and that day on I cling on to him forever.
He was my shield, the shield which I proudly call my best friend.
Love?
I mean I know you may feel it's impossible.
But in reality every relationship that contains love is not boyfriend girlfriend.
Some relationships are lifelong,your backbone and that was what I think we shared.
If I was not the one then who?
Well, God has uniquely planned entry and exits of people in our life.
But never in hundred years I could have imagined her presence to stay.
He hated/ loathed her.
Hell ,even I hated her for her attitude and ego at first.
But then I saw her depths and trust me guys I have never seen anyone like her.
She was not an angel,instead she dragged angels to hell.
In highschool I still remember the first day I saw her.
The queen bee of our school with 5-10 minions at all times, thousand followers on Instagram,boys kissing her feet and dying for her attention.
She was what you call the bad girl in every innocent shy girls highschool diaries.
Her minions bullied and did all her dirty deeds while share barely spoke a word to those below her level.
I have to admit though that she was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.
With those unique green eyes and black hair lethal combination she could be banned by a country for sure.
And I could see that she knew this quite well.
The rumours said it all.
Rude, sarcastic, snobbish, egoistic and what not.
She was straightforward.
I still remember how she rejected the boy that tried hitting on her once.
"You know babe I love your fragrance. If addicts me like a madman...I am obsessed with you Vivian please just please accept my proposal!"
The boy sat on his one knee, proposing to her with an open palm.
While everyone waited for her reply as she casually searched her bag for something.
Finally she did gave him attention but not before placing something in his hand.
"This is from where the fragrance comes. Take it and get lost"
She says as he looked at the perfume bottle placed in his hands.
While the boy looked at her in shock,she casually moved past him with the canteen filled with laughter and snickering
I really liked her guts sometimes.
She rejected boys like tissues and never did relationships.
A proud single because no one matched her standards.
Someday I really wished that I have guts and confidence like her.
But who knew things would change.
That she would change .
But then again, time changes people.
Some for good while some for bad,but either way we change to survive the storming winds of change.
They both were soulmates.
How I know well ....I knew since the first day he saw her.
I am not just his best friend.
I am his heart and eyes.
I could see that look and identify it anywhere.
It was not lust nor infatuation.
It was love that I only read in books.
The nature told me this, I would have been a fool to ignore it.
It gave me signals, it showed me but I was blind initially.
When two soulmates are bound to meet coincidence is the best card that God plays.
He will show you but it's upto you if you see it or turn a blind eye.
I saw it but he didn't.
So here I became the so called coincidence,that played a Cupid in meeting these soulmates.
I became the narrator of this love story which was based on heights of misconceptions and hatred but still had a strong and indestructible base of what we call
Love
But sadly my plans didn't go as expected and God decided to play the master card of Ace at a perfect time.
And instead of being the meeting point in their journey, I became the biggest crevice between them.
....................narrator pov end..............
She wasn't supposed to be at the royal ball. She wasn't supposed to meet the Werewolf King And she wasn't supposed to spend a night with him, pretending to be who she was not. His mate, Enerald. But she did, and now she had to face the consequences. The greatest of thieves of all times, the Phoenix, would have never been caught by the authorities. If she hadn't done just one thing wrong..... Betray the Apha King, And now she has to pay her entire life for it. In a Kingdom where playing with knives was forbidden, she dared to play with the Kings heart. And now he is not going to stop... till he has destroyed her. " I will avenge each and every second of your life, you pretended to be my mate, you filthy rogue! Every second of it till you beg me for your death!" - Zachary " I will survive every torture you bestow upon me Alpha King. Each and every one till your heart gets tired of hating me, to only forgive me" - Eirene
"You told them you love me ,huh?" He asks with a raised eyebrows, jaw hardened and eyes narrowed at the shy girl he has hated all his life. She was afraid of his tone,he didn't looked happy with her confession. Was her love going to be unrequited one? "I fuck*** asked you something Ezra! Answer me!" His tone made her gulp,his grip on her arm made her flinch in fear. "Yes" She finally answered looking into his emotionless eyes. Smirking he laughed at her confession,not believing her. "Ezra,do you even know what love is,Oh I almost forgot you are an Orphan,how would you know?" His words were sharp as knife, piercing her healed wounds. She fisted her hands, trying to control her tears. He sighed in frustration running his hand through his hair. "Now mom will not stop till she has made you her daughter in law! Fu**! Why you!" He said ,pacing the room . Oblivion to the tears ,she tried her best to hide. He didn't love her. He never did, she was a fool to even think that he for once did. Hate is all he had for her and those who said hate is the beginning of love,were fools mocking her right now. Gathering the little pride left in her she answers back in a quivering voice. "Yes,I love you. But I don't want anything from you." She says and he stares.Confused at her weird confession. Who says that ? "Nothing you say? Are you playing some brain games girl?" She lowers her eyes and leaves but not before whispering the words that made him feel something after a very long time. "Love is not something to learn ,but to feel Aaron. And I know what I feel. You may name it infatuation and lust,but I proudly call it my selfless love" .................................................................... Ezra was not meant to be born,an orphan left on the streets when she was an infant. Mrs Reed an influential women takes her in, to make her live in her castle as the adopted daughter of their household help Mrs Mary She grew up in the castle with Mrs Reed's sons, treated as family by everyone. Except for Aaron, the eldest son of Mrs Reed who despised the orphan girl. Her smile irritated him, her sweet words infuriated him. He hated the sweet girl which everyone was so fond of, while poor Ezra liked him despite his loathe towards her. She selflessly loved him all these years, not expecting anything in return. But how long can an unrequited love survive? How long can the selfless girl find her happiness in the man that only hates her. What happens when Mrs Reed comes to know of the girls feelings towards her Son and forces him to marry her? Can her selfless love melt his frozen heart or will she loose herself trying to get him? Let's find out on this beautiful journey of love, betrayals and hate. That how long can a selfless love sustain?
Elle Hamilton and Ashton Lockwood Were poles apart in every sense. While he was extraordinarily handsome, confident, bossy, indifferent and overbearing. She was sweet, average looking , insecure, innocent and a breath of fresh air. Brought together by threads of fate in an arrange marriage. Ashton leaves no stone unturned to break our innocent Elle's delicate golden heart and make her leave him. While Elle being the selfless girl she is, does everything to see beyond this cold man's fascades and bring out the man she is slowly falling in love with. What is the reason of his unquenchable hatred towards her. Could it just be her not so beautiful face or some other secrets that he is afraid to unveil? Can his not so beautiful wife break the walls surrounding his heart or get broken herself solving this man's mysteries beyond comprehend? Can a loving heart teach another to beat? Or will she herself break completely? Let's find out on this emotional roller coaster of secrets, betrayals, hate, friendship and of course our favorite.......love. "I will taint every damn fibre of your body my dear Elle...every bit of it till you beg me to divorce you" -Ashton "I will love every flaw of you my dear husband ...each and everyone till this heart beats for you" -Elle Consists of BEAUTY SERIES: Book 1 His not so beautiful wife Book 2 His Scarred Beauty
"You can't reject me!" She said, trying to control her tears. His eyes indifferent ,as he took in her shivering state. Moving closer,he traps her body between the wall and his frame. Saying his next words in a voice laced with hate. "I can my dear mate,you should have thought about it when you betrayed" ............................................................. She was a havoc created my nature. Found wrapped in blankets at the edge of a river. With a very weak wolf to guide her in life and no parents at her side. She was an orphan that merely survived. Hoping for a miracle to save her. Shunned by the werewolf society, she was an Omega that was barely surviving untill he came. The werewolf King Hating her, cursing her, playing with her like a play. Doing everything to break her like her betray has broken him. If only he knew that she didn't surrendered her virtue by choice, that she was innocent. If only he knew that she was not like others who could be broken easily. She was the summoner of the strongest wolf known in pages of history. She was Thora Valentine who will re write history. She was the summoner of the one wolf read in pages of philosophy. She was the summoner of THE Death Wolf
He owned half of the state,with the casinos and clubs just a small part of them. Relationships disgusted him and one night stands was all he could afford for the flock of girls that followed him. Untouchable ,was what fangirls referred him to him as and second times was unheard of in the dictionary of Victor Kingston. Unless his eyes took interest in a brunette, whose clothes resembled to that of men and etiquettes that of a roadside thug. Her comebacks gave a blow to his inflated ego and her innocence a blow to his manhood. He has never met a girl like her before and he may not in the future. Because she was not just his type,but no man's type either. She was Rose Evans ,an independent and headstrong girl despite the struggles of her life. A girl who didn't needed any man in her life .
"Lower your eyes mate" He said with a hint of warning in his tone. She didn't flinch under his cold fingers coiled around her neck, instead with a smirk on her bruised lips,she looks back at him. Daring to defy him. "Submit!" He growled at her this time, frustrated with her ability to infuriate him to the extent of forcing him to hurt her. "Many have tried mate" The word mate leaving her lips sounded more of a mockery, making his grip on her neck to tighten slightly. "I am not others Vera. I am your mate. Your superior. Submit this instant!" She again smiled, managing to roll her eyes at him. "You can try . But remember,you will never succeed in it" He could end her with just a little more pressure on her neck, having the fate as many others who have dared to defy him,but something in those eyes was stopping him. He wanted to extinguish that fire in them., to see them rolling over as he thrusted inside her, to see them begining him to continue as he denied her. He wanted her to submit.Badly. Completely to him in all respects. Body and soul both. To let him be her protector,her punisher, her dominant,her lover her mate. Her everything. But little did he knew that his mate was not an ordinary Luna who happily submits to her mate's whims and needs. She was who they all popularly call as "The rebel" The mysterious protector of good and savior of women. The man who gives justice to the inequality created by men. If only they knew he was a women instead. .................................................... "The day I submit to a man will be the last day of my life mate. Vera Red was born as a rebel, will live as a rebel and will also die as a Rebel. With or without a cause"
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
After five years of marriage, my husband is always absent on my birthday. No gifts, no blessings. He said, "I've given you the money, buy whatever you want." But he started preparing for Fiona's birthday half a month in advance. He said, "She's different, she only has me." As the sole survivor of a unexpected fire, he has been heartbroken for over a decade. Watching Fiona in Moments holding a cake and kissing his face. I slowly commented. 【Just this useless person, I'm giving him to you.】
Compelled by her dad's dilemma and the looming fate of their business, Irene agreed to become Braydon's lover. To outsiders, Braydon seemed invulnerable, yet only Irene was privy to the tempestuous passions he unleashed behind closed doors. Gradually, Irene found herself tangled in the intricate emotional snare Braydon had woven, her heart craving more, only to be shattered by the revelation of his engagement. Devastated, she left and soon encountered Braydon's archrival. It was then that the formidable Braydon confronted the esteemed surgeon Dr. Mitchell, all in a fierce struggle over Irene.
Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything...
In their three years of marriage, Chelsea had been a dutiful wife to Edmund. She used to think that her love and care would someday melt Edmund's cold heart, but she was wrong. Finally, she couldn't take the disappointment any longer and chose to end the marriage. Edmund had always thought that his wife was just boring and dull. So it was shocking when Chelsea suddenly threw divorce papers at his face in front of everyone at the Nelson Group's anniversary party. How humiliating! After that, everyone thought that the formerly-married couple would never see each other again, even Chelsea. Once again, she thought wrong. Sometime later, at an award ceremony, Chelsea went onstage to accept the award for best screenplay. Her ex-husband, Edmund, was the one presenting the award to her. As he handed her the trophy, he suddenly reached for her hand and pleaded humbly in front of the audience, "Chelsea, I'm sorry I didn't cherish you before. Could you please give me another chance?" Chelsea looked at him indifferently. "I'm sorry, Mr. Nelson. My only concern now is my business." Edmund's heart was shattered into a million pieces. "Chelsea, I really can't live without you." But his ex-wife just walked away. Wasn't it better for her to just concentrate on her career? Men would only distract her—especially her ex-husband.