I know that you might not believe me but I want you to know that this is my real life story....well not actually my story but it ended up being mine so I might as well accept it as mine cause there's no way I can go back no matter how much I try. So if you don't believe me, you can as well stop reading......... seeing as you aren't gonna stop, don't say that I didn't warn you. Now let's have a quick flashback.
I know that you might not believe me but I want you to know that this is my real life story....well not actually my story but it ended up being mine so I might as well accept it as mine cause there's no way I can go back no matter how much I try. So if you don't believe me, you can as well stop reading......... seeing as you aren't gonna stop, don't say that I didn't warn you. Now let's have a quick flashback.
Flashback;
My name Rose Richards, a sixteen years old Canadian girl who is an intern in KS designing Enterprise. Today was one of those stressful and hectic day, I woke up by 5:30am, had a quick bath, rushed my breakfast and grabbed a cup of cappuccino from Starbucks on my way. On arrival at the office, I immediately got to work, doing my boss's work for extra credit and points. I try my best to be the perfect intern but my boss doesn't seem to notice or acknowledge what I do.
At 6pm, I literally ran off from work very tired and exhausted. I settled on a sofa with my phone, going through the latest gossip, almost asleep when the sound of my phone ringing woke me up. According to the caller's ID, it was my best friend Nessa.
"Hey babe, hope you are almost ready for tonight?" Nessa's melodious voice filled my ear as I accepted the call.
Tonight? What's happening tonight? My brain was too woozy to recollect.
"Hope you didn't forget about the plan for you to get loosen up a bit, hashtag feminism?, You're sixteen years for goodness sake and you've not even had your first real kiss, we're going clubbing tonight Ro!!!!!".
"Oops, I'm sorry Nessa, I totally forgot". Believe me when I say that Nessa might have a loose character but she's the best person in the world.
"Make sure not to wear those outfit that makes you look all innocent with an untouchable aura around you, much preferably, wear a off shoulder crop top, a mini skirt and a slut heels ".
"Yes boss lady" I replied sarcastically.
"I'll be there in two hours" She said as she ended the call. That gives me an hour complete the novel I've been engrossed in all week.
The novel was about a young,shy, naive, innocent, calm young lady named Ryella who was being cheated upon by her fiance and step sister who were having an affair behind her back, and also her father who despises her for no obvious reason. Due to 'bad luck', she stumbled upon some dirty secrets and informations that wasn't supposed to be known by another, her life was constantly in danger as she was a target by the people involved. In one of their numerous encounters, an important enterprise was burnt down all evidence was framed and she was tagged an arsonist and an immoral woman. Due to her fight for survival and trying to clear her name, her reputation is ruined. In the end, she committed suicide.
"Aish! How can the novel end this way?!!, It's horrible!". She steps out of the bathtub after soaking in it for about an hour. She quickly got dressed according to Nessa's imaginative description. She walked around, trying to get used to the heels and dashed into her bathroom to check her makeup.
She did not notice the spilled water on the tiled floor while dashing around until she felt herself tripping and flying in the air for a brief second before hitting her head on the edge of the bathtub, laying on the tiled floor. She couldn't react as her consciousness was fading away.
Present Day
She slowly sat up, opening her eyes to view her surroundings, a dull looking room. She found herself wearing a dull brown gown which she would never approve for anyone not to talk of wearing, she looked like a evil stepmother...but she wasn't wearing this when she tripped....she slipped and hit her head....where was she?!!!. She looked around frantically for any clue that might help. All of a sudden memories that didn't belong to her flooded her mind.
Apparently the owner of this body had taken her own life out of frustration and pain but in the very end she found out who was the cause of her woes and misfortune... Her stepsister. Her stepsister was the green snake who pretends and manages to fool everyone including her dad and fiance with her fake lotus act and looks which could best most actress.
Wait a moment... Rose raised one of her eyebrows, this matched with the novel she had read in her past life. "Now it seems this body has gone back to it's past but with a new soul". Rose smirked devilishly, she's gonna make everyone pay for what they did to the original owner of this body, they wouldn't know what hit them. "From now onwards,my name is Ryella, the legitimate daughter of the Kress family and the soon to be owner of the Kress Enterprise.
First thing, she needs to think like Nessa and change her wardrobe. Oh, how she missed her best friend, she hoped that this body had a best friend like her.
Seeing him so close to her, she struggled to cover her dismay about his boldness. Gabriella swallowed hard. “Stay away from me.” He could see the pulse beating in her throat, he could see the tiny fleck of fear and nervousness. Without thinking, he covered her mouth with his and for an instant, she yielded to his hunger, she responded as if all the past disagreement they had meant nothing. He had expected resistance, anticipated ice. Instead he got fire, and it scorched through his blood, his only thought was tangling in the sheets with her.. Gabriella jerked her mouth away and slapped him hard. “Don’t ever touch me again.” Silvers of ice rose in her gaze as she shot him a glare that should have sliced him to the bone before walking away- then broke into a run as adrenaline filled her vein. She had just slapped Alessandro Romano, the most powerful man in the country. Alessandro watched her go, feeling ragged and edgy with desire. “You won’t get away from me, Wildcat.” * He was the boss of the underworld. At the sight of his mask and gun, everyone trembled. No one wanted to be his enemy. The man had developed two hundred and sixty torturing methods and he could do all of this without batting an eye, he doesn’t give empty threats. He was a monster. A monster that should never be angered or he would become your worst nightmare. When she was born, the devil exclaimed 'Oh shit! Competition.’ She could be sweet as sugar, cold as ice but if you hurt her, she would show you things worse than death. Some days she could be as meek as a dove, other days, she’s a bitch that you should not cross or the even the devil will weep on your behalf. He was Alessandro Romano, a powerful man to the public and Maschera, a masked mafia king in the underworld. He was used to taking what he wanted. Born to lead a powerful mafia family, he was not in the habit of asking for permission—or forgiveness. Willing to cross any boundary when it came to possessing what he considered to be his, Alessandro knew Gabriella was meant for him from the moment he laid eyes on her. She is Gabriella D’ Angelo, a not so simple girl. Alessandro finds himself instantly attracted to Gabriella as she matched his fire and is the only one fit to be his queen. She is out to get revenge for something relating to her past, irrespective of the cost and isn’t ready for any committed relationship. Their paths crossed and Alessandro is not willing to give up while Gabriella is defiant. Sparks fly and causes a collision followed by an explosion and what started off as a contract relationship would create a love that could stand the test of time. Would Gabriella’s revenge plan jeopardize the blooming love that they share? Would she be able to adapt to the dark side of her lover and rule alongside him?
The novel follows the story of Sophie, a 19-year-old who is just moving to a new town with her parents. On their way there, their car breaks down, and they are rescued by Jackson, a federal marshal. Sophie is attracted to Jackson, but little do they know that they will soon become neighbors and colleagues. After a night of drinking, they have a one-night stand and agree to keep it casual since they work together. However, they soon become close friends where the sexual tension between them becomes undeniable. Jackson realizes he has feelings for Sophie but Sophie is hesitant about their age difference. Their relationship becomes more complicated as they try to balance their personal and professional lives. They struggle with mixed signals and insecurities about their age difference.
Renee is an ordinary, abused, maltreated, broken human girl who is abused constantly by her father. To prevent suspicions the relocate to different cities every three months. She is naive and lacks confidence to stand up for herself and that makes her a target for bullies in the highschools she attends but all they is about to change when she mistakenly meets Josh Woods, the alpha king who claims her for his.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Madison had always believed that she would marry Colten. She spent her youth admiring him from afar, dreaming of their future life together. But Colten was always indifferent to her, and when he abandoned her at a time when she needed him most, she finally realized that he never loved her. With renewed resolve and a thirst for revenge, Madison left. Endless possibilities lay ahead, but Colten was no longer part of her plans. Colten rushed to her place in a panic. "Madison, please come back to me. I’ll give you everything!" It was his powerful uncle who answered the door. "She's my woman now."
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."