Myra was the type of lady who was always willing to accept less in life. A plus-size woman with sexual fantasies for men and a belief in unconditional love, she was blissfully married and blessed with a kid until destiny intervened and ended her marriage by accusing her of being unglamorous and unattractive. It wasn't long until she was on the verge of melancholy as a result of embarrassment, misery, and sleepless nights. She was a workaholic maniac who ruled a male-dominated industry with her charms and smarts, and she was proud of it. She wanted to be seduced by lust, but not by love. "She'd vowed herself that she would never fall in love again and would never entrust her heart to anyone...until this man emerged, and her uncomplicated world was overtaken by the dark demands of her heart."
In the night, the moon glowed on my face as I gazed up at the sky. Like my life, the night was silent and dark. There was nothing more that could be lost. I was sick of hearing, "A woman compromises her entire life." She is expected to keep her wants hidden and act as though everything is fine. In a conservative society, her sexual choice is unacceptable. A lady who talks about her desires and sex is a woman of terrible character who is unfit for society.
She has been stereotyped as someone who should be meek and simply accept what a guy says, and she has spent her entire life making changes and compromises.
I was certainly not one of those meek women, yet love takes precedence over physical contact with a man. My soul should be the one that mates with my lover. As a romance fan, my expectations for a romantic hero were unrealistic, and finding them all in my husband was an arduous task.
Yes, I was a married lady who prioritized my responsibilities as a wife over my sexual urges. I believed that taking care of my husband's needs was more essential than looking after myself. I didn't want to marry a stranger, but I had a hunch that one day my arranged marriage would be full of love and commitment.
However, after only a month of marriage, I felt that there was a disconnect between us. I was so in love with him I will go to any length for him, yet my inner self, as a woman, was still unsatisfied. She yearned for more. She desperately needed more. As a wanted woman, The Spark never piqued my interest. But I was married, and that was the end of my story!
For me, thinking about any other man was a sin. I desired to stay faithful to my husband and to be his wife for the rest of my life... I hid my deepest desires deep within my heart, where I'd never have to look for them. Because we had a life to spend together, I preoccupied myself with taking care of him and focusing on establishing our friendship......
My hopes seemed to be fulfilled when I fell pregnant after only a few months of marriage. When I heard my baby's heartbeat coming inside from my womb, tears welled up in my eyes. Nothing in this universe is more valuable than having a child of your species. I was a content woman. Lord Almighty gifted me with my husband's entire attention, love, and care. Our infant child offered us all the joy in the world. My inner self was ecstatic and danced joyfully since she had a perfect life, spouse, and child.
But I had no concept that my life was not supposed to be easy. Instead, it stung me with thorns of battle and misery of pain... I did not know that my dark days were about to begin...and they began on the fourth day after my baby's birth, when my husband abandoned me in the hospital bed, alone....leaving me to my fate.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
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!
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."