We have to keep moving. Here, hold my hand." Caleb reached out and grabbed my hand tightly. We were moving gradually around the corners of the woods to get a better view of the area. I kept counting my steps in my head to keep up. If the dogs were getting close, that meant we were already running out of time. The guard dogs I've seen around the castle were vicious and relentless. The last thing you wanted to be chased by in a field. If we were even seen by one, that would just have to be our luck. My fate of being taken in was also consuming me. I imagined myself being brought into the castle in handcuffs, while my Aunt Celine laughed in the corner. Seeing both of my parents in disgust, wanting to reach for my throat and giving me away right on the spot. They wouldn't hesitate to cut off all access and put me in captivity on the moon. The Forbidden Princess is created by Lucia Monay, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author."
Three Rings.
All hanging from the balcony, near the first stairs leading into our living area. The amount of rings that are shown all have different meanings. This only meant one thing, and one thing only. None of this was going to end well. The last time all three rings were shown was when my sister died, ten years ago. I was only nine at the time, but still remember how it all went down.
Till this day, her body has never been found. I never managed to get my head around it, but had to force myself to let go and move on. Only thing left was the anonymous report that declared she had drowned in a nearby lake, that was an hour away from here.
Ever since she passed, I've been locked up in this hell hole. With limited access to accommodations only around the castle. I was never allowed back into the outer city for anything and eventually lost all touch with my own self. From going to school in the city to being homeschooled in a hollow castle. My parents never moved past it and continued to find ways to push the blame onto me.
"They're waiting for you in the chamber." Our assistant Kenneth came knocking on my door.
Kenneth was the same one who knocked on my door, ten years ago. At the exact time with the same words. I never forgot the feeling of my mind going into a spiral.
I had to wait till he left my door completely, so I could make my way out to the courtyard. When the coast was clear, I walked towards my own secret backroom. I made it to the courtyard and sat near the garden. This was my way of avoiding whatever was about to happen today. My mind was beginning to spiral and my hands were already sweaty. As I try to lay down and get my mind under control, I hear a voice calling for me.
"Paige!"
"Paige, do you hear me?!"
"You know I don't like doing this."
All I heard was echoing noises that bombarded my eardrums. I was able to pick out a big object coming towards me. As it got closer I recognized it more and more.
It was Kenneth.
"Didn't I tell you they're waiting for you, Paige?"
"Yes, I know. I just stumbled here and lost track of time." I replied.
"They have been waiting for almost an hour. Now get up and start heading inside right now." Kenneth walked off.
I quickly got up and brushed off the grass. There was no way I could've been out for a whole hour? I need to pull myself together and get through this.
I walked back towards my secret courtyard entrance, and went up to my room. I started going through my wardrobe. We had strict dress codes implemented for everything, and I mean everything.
I put on my chiffon-bell sleeve sheath gown, that was the lightest pink your eyes could come across. I slipped into my 190 carat diamond-encrusted heels, which is only one of ten in the entire world. And I wore my solid 24k gold necklace that was a vintage piece gifted to me by my grandma.
I made my way down the stairs that led to the first chamber. We had chambers randomly plastered all over the castle, but this chamber was specifically hidden. One wrong move and you could end up lost forever. They were designed to keep any intruders out or keep them from finding anything resourceful. That was one thing I admired about the details of the castle.
I made two steps into the chamber and immediately had all eyes on me. My father, who is Prince Mickael and my mother, Queen Saless. They both scorned at my arrival and looked away. There was my aunt and a few other relatives in the room as well.
"What caused you to be late?" My father asked with a hostile tone.
"I was just-"
"No need for all of the excuses, take a seat." My father interrupted.
I went up to the seat opposite of my parents and next to my aunt. I couldn't read faces to save my life. I was feeling all types of tension from every corner.
"As three rings are laid out over the balcony today, you all should know there is something serious at hand." My father spoke.
I caught my hands starting to sweat again. I pressed them down as I took deep breaths.
"We need you all to be aware that it isn't anything of a passing, but more so of position." My mother stood up.
Position of what? They put three rings out and called us in to tell us about a new position? My mind was close to spiraling again.
"I know this is going as a shock, but I am not doing so well in my condition." My mother continued speaking.
"Mother, what condition?" I broke out.
"Paige. I know this is new to you...but I haven't been doing so well health wise."
What is this about? My mother is one of the healthiest people I know. We went through one of the worst flu seasons a year ago, and she was one of two that made it out unaffected.
"Why wasn't I made aware and what is the illness mother?" I asked.
"No time for any blame, we have a much heavier task at hand." My father chimed in.
What heavier task would be bigger than this? I felt like the lone wolf in the room, and everyone knew more to the story than I did.
"Paige. Please listen carefully, you have to take this seriously." My mother looked directly at me. "With my health being affected long term, I am unaware of the side effects."
"Are you okay, mother?" I was in complete shock.
"It's nothing in terms of death, but I do need to be under rest and care going forward."
That was a relief. I didn't need another loss anytime soon, and was not up for another challenge.
"But this does mean I need to step down from the throne, permanently." My mother spoke.
Step down from the throne? This wasn't like my mother, she's a fighter not a quitter.
"Who-who's taking the throne, mother?" I questioned hesitantly.
My mother and father both looked at eachother, and looked at me sternly.
No.
I'm not taking the throne.
This wasn't for me and never will be.
"Listen to me, Paige. I know it seems like a lot of work, but we will train you through the whole process." My father stood up.
" You won't need to train or go through any proces...
I won't be taking the throne."
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.
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."
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
"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."