A young woman with a tortured past finds help in the kindness of a rich matron. She struggles with the darkness of her past, trying to control her demons all on her own until she learns that one does not have to fight all alone. She learns this when she makes contact with the only man who is capable of healing her bruises and silencing the dark voices forever. Can she allow him mend her or is the damage far worse than it seems?
Author's POV
A year ago
"Wilfred?"
"Yes, ma'am?" her chauffeur replied, his eyes expertly fixed on the road.
"What do you think when you see this shade of colour?" She propped a shopping bag on her laps, pulling on a part of an evening gown folded neatly in the bag towards Wilfred. He mentally rolled his eyes. Why she usually asked his take on topics of fashion he would never understand. He glanced at the dress for a second before returning his eyes to the road.
"That's peach, right?" Wilfred asked to be exact.
"Of course, it is," Madam Veronica replied with an obvious eye roll.
"Just wanted to be accurate, ma'am. The colour looks warm and respectful. It's quite a mature hue, very suitable to sophisticated people," he concluded, his explanation almost as explicit as that of a fashion designer. Madam Veronica was very impressed with his answer.
"Wow, such wise words. I should probably take you with me when I go shopping for lingerie later. You have quite an exquisite discernment."
"Hard pass, ma'am. I'm afraid I will have to decline on your request."
Madam Veronica's chuckle filled the car immediately. Minutes later, silence reigned again as the chief occupant got busy on her phone and Wilfred minded his driving squarely. The car was passing by a dark lane when suddenly a loud scream was released into the air.
"What was that?" Madam Veronica enquired, her curiosity piqued.
"It can't be anything good. I have to get you out of this vicinity, ma'am, right now." He stiffened and started swiveling the car around.
"No!" she ordered, "That person might need my help. We absolutely cannot just walk away! Well, I know I can't because I have a conscience. Now, stop this car!"
Wilfred brought the car to a stop eventually. He felt scolded by her words and they ate at him sharply. He was not happy with her decision but he could not question her orders no matter how lenient she was to him. He was just the chauffeur and he would never forget his place. If anything sinister happened, he would be glad to die with a pure-hearted woman as Madam Veronica.
"What do we do now, ma'am?"
She heaved breaths in and out, trying to think up something. Meanwhile, another scream erupted, filling the atmosphere with apprehension. Madam Veronica cringed in panic but refused to run away like a scaredy cat.
"Wilfred...do you have a gun?"
Wilfred hesitated briefly, avoiding her eyes for a while before nodding in the affirmative.
"Good. Now give it to me."
Wilfred's jaw fell open in a rare, surprised way.
"Ma'am! You don't know how to use a gun. I better come with you so I can do any necessary shooting. It's safer that way."
"Ok then, since you volunteered. Let's go."
She opened the car door tentatively, trying to hide her fear but failing drastically. Wilfred could not understand the woman's constant zeal to help people. She was a wealthy matron, a billionaire who had everything money could buy. As far as Wilfred knew, billionaires were usually arrogant, stuffed and conceited, caring only about their welfare but Madam Veronica was different. In all his services as a chauffeur, he had never met anyone like her. She was a saintly mother figure, loved by all who knew her through and through.
Currently, she was leading the way into a probable dangerous hideout, not caring about her own safety.
"Hello?" Madam Veronica called out in a hush-hush voice. Wilfred whipped her a look, worried about her choice of words. She shrugged and tried to make a whistle out of her fingers and her lips but it resulted to a muted failure. Wilfred shook his head to avoid laughing and gave her the whistle she could not produce. His was louder, piercing the night and echoing along the lane.
As quick as a flash of lightening, a group of raggedy men broke out of an apartment, running wildly in all directions. Wilfred pulled his mistress out of harm's way just in time and the lurky shadows had hidden them perfectly. The men had left the apartment door swinging ajar and it was so dark inside the house. Madam Veronica was scouched close to the ground and she pushed her fist against her pacemaker, exchanging heavy breaths with the environment.
Wilfred helped her to her feet after she had gotten a hold of her emotions.
"Ma'am, I beg you, let us leave this place. It is not safe for someone of your magnitude. Please, ma'am," he pleaded, eyes scanning the area. Madam Veronica hardened her eyes and pushed his hands off his arm. That screaming person needed help and by God, she would help or die trying. She walked forward towards the open door, throwing all caution to the wind.
"Hello?" she called again, this time cupping her lips with her palms to amplify her voice. In response to her call, she got a croaky whimper and a light shuffling of feet. She switched on her tiny flashlight and what she saw almost made her throw up. A young girl was sprawled across the floor on her belly, scrambling painfully to crawl to the open door. She was covered with blood, all manner of injuries and cuts but she kept trying to crawl, wincing and groaning whenever she rubbed a raw spot too hard or too fast.
The light emanating from the flashlight had gotten the girl's attention and she came to a halt. She raised her head slowly and arched it sideways to see around the light but the identity of the stranger remained hidden in form of a silhouette. She gasped weakly, raising her palm to block out the light and like that, her eyes rolled in and she blacked out.
“Will you teach me how to earn the knowledge of your name, my Lord? I am a fast learner, I promise.” My words faded into a whisper when I felt the bulge underneath his pelt and my breath hitched in awareness. His arms banded around my waist at once and our hips met, his organ pushing at me from underneath. His touch felt familiar and I had to know for sure. “Why do you wish to know my name, Miatta?” “I want to be able to cry out the right name when you give me what we both want.” With no other alternative left to her parents, Miatta, the princess of the Black Fur Pack is given away to a rival lycan pack as a gift to end the ongoing lupine war between them. She loses her honour, and her title and is made a slave in the household of the demonic wolves, the Red Bone Pack. Desperate to find a way out of captivity, Miatta finds a friend and a mate in the most unexpected places. Lucas, the Potential Alpha of a rogue lycanthrope, the Red Bone Pack disagrees with his tyrant father’s methods of ruling but to prevent falling out of his favour, lives under his rules reluctantly. He saves a sharp-tongued werewolf princess from execution and soon meets an interesting challenge in her. Miatta is stubborn and Lucas is determined but when the two are paired by the matchmaking Moon Goddess, it is up to them to discover their paths together, not as Lord and slave but as equal mates.
Richard Rossi, co-owner of Petals Cosmetics and Pharmaceuticals gets a sexual experience that shakes his whole being from a young woman who turns out to be the youngest daughter of his partner, Peter Torres. He hides away after the incident miles away from the Torres family. His presence is not required until the sudden passing away of his partner and best friend. Jacqueline Torres is a wild child, the black sheep of the Torres family and the youngest child. On the night of her parents' annual summer party, she meets a man who evokes the female side of her which she had strived to keep buried within her. When she finds out who he is, she vows to make him pay for running out on her. When the runaway co-owner returns to take over after her father's death, Jacqueline begins to question her emotions as memories of that night plague her still. Richard is called upon to take up the responsibility of his company, putting an end to his nomadic lifestyle. He tries to play a distant, fatherly role when he meets with the lady from five years ago but when they encounter dire situations and death targets from all sides, he has a reason to stay, to protect and to love her.
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Chandler Su who had cheated by her boyfriend then got drunk at a bar. To take revenge, she grabbed a man randomly and took him to the room. After a crazy night, Chandler found the strange man was a super handsome guy the next morning. Shy and shocked Chandler run away after leaving 150 RMB and scorning the man of his poor bed skills. However, she never thought the story would become so dramatic as the next day, she found out that the new coming president of her company was exactly the man she slept the last night! Worse than that, this new boss seemed very narrow-minded as he asked Chandler to come to his office on the first day.
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
"You're pathetic!" Brenden sneered, each word cutting deep into Corinna's heart. Years of emotional wounds had drained every ounce of love she once held. "I've wasted enough time on you. If there's a next life, I hope we never meet again." Her words severed the bond between them like a blade. From that moment on, Brenden was haunted by her absence—unable to sleep, longing for the warmth he took for granted.
She thought he was the villain. He was only trying to save his soul. Rena lives in a world of sunshine, sweets, and simple dreams. Until one reckless decision drops her into a dark realm of secrets, curses and werewolves. Kidnapped, heartbroken. She doesn't know who to trust anymore especially not Logan, the arrogant, cruel Alpha who's keeping her as a hostage. Until she discovers his dark secret. He's been hearing her thoughts all along. Now the walls between them are crumbling. And when feelings grow where hatred once lived, a curse demands that blood becomes a love that demands sacrifice. But how can she give her heart to the one who might need it to die?
Julia and Evan were the perfect couple-or so she thought. But everything changed when Evan abruptly ended their relationship, leaving her heartbroken and unable to tell him she was carrying his child. Years later, Julia has built a life for herself and her son, Andy, while Evan has risen to unimaginable wealth and success. Their paths cross again at a chance meeting, but Julia soon discovers Evan has moved on with someone else. Julia is done with the pain. She's fought battles alone, raising a son who deserves the truth about his father, even if Evan doesn't deserve her forgiveness. When Julia told Evan years ago she had something to say, he didn't listen. Now, it's time for him to listen. But is it too late to reclaim what he lost? "We should break up," he'd said, the words cutting through her like glass. The pregnancy test in her pocket stayed hidden, just like the child they would never share. Now, it's Evan's turn to hear the truth-and to face his deepest regret.