An unknown woman. An unrivalled man. An unexpected encounter. An unpaired couple. then an unpredictable story. "So you are telling me that a lady dragged the entire kingdom down? Just like that?" "Not just like that..."
"I demand the throne father not a marriage degree."
The rebel princess stood up on her feet as the whole family of 4 looked at her with wide open eyes.
"That's too cunning of you, princess Rosemary. The throne is meant to be your brother's, how can you ask such a big thing-"
The raging step mother's angry comment was soon heard at the dining too but cutting the statement off in the middle the angry princess glared at her.
"I am not asking, I am demanding it. It's my possession after my father. Also I have no brother. I am the only child of this dynasty, the throne is obviously mine cause I am the pure blood!"
"You-"
Feeling the insult in princess's words, anger started building up inside the step mother as she again intended to talk back when king himself smashed his hands on the table gaining everyone's fearful eyes on him except one.
Glaring back at those angry eyes boldly, Rosemary still had whole confidence which didn't even calmed her father eyes for once.
"Women don't rule, rosemary!"
Those words were naturally a win of stepmother and the step siblings behalf but the angered princess wasn't having any of it.
"My mother brought the throne to you, she was even sacrificed for it. Do not mistake this as my appeal father. This is my right what I am demanding. The throne is my mother's struggle and I deserve it more than your concubine's son."
The angry princess still stood on her feet, never for once looking down.
"Now you will teach me who deserves my title huh?"
The king shouted as the dining flinched at his tone. The reason was princess mentioning her dead mother.
It was true that the throne was meant for her at the end of any discussion, the throne was hers but the stubborn king was too arrogant to handle it to a female and let her rule.
Even if she was his daughter.
"I have to because your eyes are too small to see the difference between me and your other children. I am my mother's daughter, Princess Rosemary Jen in case you forgot me."
Walking towards him, she spoke as the stepbrother and stepsister clenched their hands having enough of it already.
Sure the step siblings's positions were not any different than her but their levels surely are. They are still the concubine's children who have to bow down to reality.
Princess Rosemary Jen has always been the first preference in royalty.
She is the princess carrying royal and pure blood!
"Princess Rosemary Jen, you cannot talk to father like this!"
Stepbrother's teeth gritted, he less cared about his father is being insulted. He obviously reacted because his mention was ridiculed my her at the dining seconds ago.
"Truth hurted you this bad? I can talk to him in any way being real but you cannot cause you have to kiss his ass for my throne every time right? Pathetic!"
The stepbrother clenched his jaw, if he could he would have make her regret right away.
But of course only in his imagination.
He couldn't do a thing to her in reality, he was tied by the honour and his father's limits. Till the throne isn't in his possession, he have to be quite. He have to take in all the insults being the polluted child.
"Language Rosemary!"
Father shouted in rage.
Obviously that's not the language any royal women talk but the angered princess had to. Knowing the true colours of the step family, she knew well that the king was blindfolded by them all these years.
"I don't intend to drag this matter father. I don't even want to but remember this, even if you are planning to eliminate me then I will have no choice left but to request the attentions of our people. Knowing the audience well, if they won't let any woman lead them then they won't let a concubine's son to lead them either!"
The Princess surprised the dining with her bold statement.
It was a threat, a threat to dare and try her. She obviously sounded so very confident and proud of her words as if she would really do so.
This made the step family kind of fear the future while the king on the other side was glaring at his daughter who didn't even reacted for once after that.
"Suit yourself, king!"
She spoke more like mocked her father while bowing before exiting the dining all empty stomach, without eating a single thing.
As she exited the maids bowed to her, seeing her angry and ugly mood they got the clue to not mess with her.
Soon entering inside her bedroom she was welcomed by her server who was seemingly dusting her undone mattress when she suddenly bursted inside without any warning, scaring her.
She flinched when princess entered inside angrily.
"Jesus, you scared me princess rose!"
Daisy spoke as she let go of the dusting cloth and walked near her to pour her some water.
It was not new, the princess she knew was quite a hot tempered woman. Every time when the family dines every weekend, her mood always gets spoiled like this only.
"Here."
Daisy said handling her the glass while the princess looked away rejecting her offer, she seemed really mad this time which was unique.
"Come on future queen you gotta stay hydrated in order to rule!"
Daisy spoke as she made her hold the glass of water while laughing as soon princess's anger seem to dry down.
"I want to kill those snakes, she dared to manipulate father to marry me off this time so that I won't come in her way!"
Rosemary mumbled as Daisy became shocked.
"Princess mary, that's bad. You gotta do something otherwise-"
Daisy commented back as Rosemary rolled her eyes.
"I did it and I bet they will regret now before messing with me."
Princess scoffed as soon Daisy became curious at her behaviour.
"What did you do?"
The royal servant inspected as the princess chuckled in mock.
"I threatened them that I will seek people's attention if things aren't in my favour!"
Without any care Rosemary stated before gulping the water down her throat to calm her temper.
But opposite of her the royal servant's eyes widened at the princess's audacity.
The fact that she even gutted to threat this time was a very big thing itself.
"Princess Rose that's worse, it can get you in trouble."
Daisy uttered as she looked at the princess who paused her actions looking at her servant with a questionable gaze.
"In order to get rid of you they manipulated the king to marry you off, now that you warned them about seeking the people's attention. I am sure they are not going to just keep quite on this matter!"
Rosemary's eyes stared at her server blankly as she stated those words.
True! They really won't, especially that stupid stepbrother of her.
"I heard you married that old Draco's daughter? Damn she was quite famous with words all around because of her curves and beauty. I was wondering how she would taste-.." **DASHHH** The sentence remained incomplete. Blood spilled out of man's head as a hole right on his forehead was created in the unpredictable moment. The deep angry sound of Alejandro's gun creepied the walls of the huge meeting room. His chest rose up and down as he shot him with no hesitation. Not caring about any outcome too. He had absolutely no hint of regret on his face while holding the gun up as he looked at the now dead trash who spoke shits about his wife just seconds ago. Such a dumb human. Standing up from his seat the next second with his eyes red, he looked monstrous with his dangerous aura. "Feed him to the dogs!" He ordered as the two guards smirked at the pleasant view in front of them. No one messes with their boss indeed but this dumb man tried to be too bold and messed up with boss's woman. What an end he received.
Parting his lips, Jordan placed the burning cigarette on his mouth and stood up from his seat before walking towards his shelves containing all his important documents related business, but soon there a light tug on his arm stopped his actions. It was her, he knew it cause no one other than her had the audacity to enter and exit his cabin without his permission. His wife, Hattiea. Or maybe the woman pretending to be his wife? Jordan's dark eyes landed on the culprit immediately with darkness but as soon as he found her behind him close to him... He got lost for a moment or so... The proximity rose slight tension between them. Raising her fingers up, Hattiea pulled the burning cigarette out from his mouth which was still resting on his lips. Her delicate fingers brushed his chin and lips softly. Following by the smoke, he released his minty breath in slight awe, her breath taking face was so close to his face. They both never came so close to one another actually. Even though it had been quite of time getting married with one another, they minded their boundaries well. As it was not any marriage of love for them but a marriage full of compromises. Hattiea's eyes soon travelled up from his lips back to his eyes, which were still staring at her ditching their shame. "It's dangerous for your health." Hattiea exclaimed hinting his smoking habit, while looking right into his eyes. Her hazel eyes were blank yet they held millions of emotions. "So are you!" Jordan's smoky breath caressed her face. The deepness of his voice solely made Hattiea's heart race million times faster. It was true... she was dangerous for him. Way too dangerous to handle.
Master Ethan Thompson, the rich 25 year old lad returned to his father's hometown after 10 long years of living in Britain. Brought up in a broken family and seeing his parents divorcing, he owned one harsh personality to easily trust in relationships. Reason of his sudden return was one. The heavy inheritance of his father demanded his attention, being the only heir of the business. Certainly many things have been changed since he left. Sick father's health was giving up rapidly and it was time for him to take over all the duties as the only successor of Thompson's dynasty. Things were expected well until one mysterious woman entered in the picture. Gorgeous, attractive and a woman with positive morals. 23 year old Sylendra Louis was taken in by Master Ethan's father when she was just only 10. Brought up by the elder man, the woman was said to be raised like his own daughter. And that very fact wasn't so easy to digest by Sebastian who just returned to his father's home, what irritated him the most was the woman's involvement in his business too. Mysterious woman's closeness with his father and too way personal engagement on his family matters made Master Ethan insecure as he started showing his hate over everything related to Sylendra, obviously unknown to the knowledge of his life slowly being fated with her. "Magic was she, black magic!"
"I want a divorce!" Ryan demanded, despite the fact that he had cheated on her with his ex. ~ Serena is no longer the quiet, romantic lady Ryan Winters married and divorced five years ago. Now the CEO of Rocky's Designs, she is bright, unwavering, and unapologetic about her independence-a far cry from the woman Ryan remembers. When fate brings them back into one another's lives, Ryan is forced to confront the truth about their past, their newfound hot chemistry, and a surprising revelation; Serena has a daughter who may be his. But Ryan's girlfriend, Kate, isn't prepared to lose him again. She will do whatever it takes to keep Ryan in her grasp-even if it means destroying Serena's life and the corporate empire she has built. What happens when Serena's now peaceful life is being disrupted? Will Serena lose once again or will she seize this billionaire's heart?
"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.
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
Maria took her sister’s place and was engaged to Anthony, a disabled man who had lost his status as the family heir. At first, they were just a nominal couple. However, things changed when things about Maria were gradually exposed. It turned out she was a professional hacker, a mysterious composer, and the sole successor to an international jade sculpting master… The more that was revealed about her, the less Anthony could rest easy. A famous singer, an award-winning actor, an heir of a rich family—so many excellent men were chasing after his fiancee, Maria. What should Anthony do?
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."