When Angle's father, Luis Hernandez, wants to marry her to Carlos De La Torres, she escapes home and asks Alekos, Reyes, and Stefan for their help. Alekos, Rey, and Stefan are Lords and the sworn enemies of the Dukes, an organization from which Luis Hernandez is a member. Will three Lords help the daughter of a Duke? This will be a story with all kinds of triggers and situations. *** "Strip!" Alekos said in a cold tone. "I want to see you before I sign a contract." Angel looked at him with big brown eyes and licked her lips, "But... But the others will see me." Alekos arched an eyebrow, "You either stip and show us your tits and pussy, or you go back to your daddy and have him sell you to Carlos de la Torrez." Angel's hands shook as she lifted her hands and started undoing the buttons of her shirt.
Looking over my shoulder for the hundredth time in the last half an hour, ensuring no one is following me, I walk fast on the crowded street. Attempting not to make eye contact with anyone, not wanting to be noticed. Being the daughter of one of the most powerful Dukes in Veross City makes me easily recognizable. It is not like I want to run away from home, but what else am I supposed to do when my father wants me to marry Carlos de la Torre?
Carlos, who is another Duke, is not only twenty-five years older than me-making him around the same age as my father-but he has known me since I was a child. Each time he came to visit my parents, he would usually bring me toys and sweets until I turned sixteen, and he started bringing flowers. Soon after, gifts were sent to the mansion weekly. While I thought it was creepy and inappropriate, my father started thinking that me marrying Carlos would not be such a bad idea.
I stop at an intersection, and before crossing the street, I look behind me, hoping Carlos' men didn't find me. If they find me... I don't even want to think what Carlos would do to me. I not only need to find a place to hide, but I need to get away from Veross City. Away from Carlos. Today.
Even now, six years after my father's first talk about me getting married to Carlos, I still can't believe he would do something like this to me. While the Dukes have tried to keep it a secret, everyone knows that Carlos is a sadist who loves to torture the women he sleeps with. His torture methods are so severe that he has killed over a hundred women in the last fifteen years. Or so the rumors say. Three of them were married to him at the time of their deaths. He is still free to do what he pleases because more than half the city's police force and judges are controlled by the Dukes. The Lords control the other half.
About three months ago, my father invited Carlos over to dinner. Little did I know that night I would become his fiancée. When a ring was forced on my finger, I was too stunned to say anything. And then he tried to kiss me, and it took every ounce of my control not to slap him. After Carlos left, I asked my father, even begged him not to force me to marry a man I did not love, but my words were meaningless.
I don't need anyone to tell me how my life would be if I were to become Carlos' wife. It would be a miracle if I made it past our first wedding anniversary. And the idea of having to sleep with him makes me sick.
*"It's the way of the Dukes, Angel. Any daughter born to a Duke has to marry someone within our Order. Someone who was chosen by the future bride's family. I have chosen Carlos to be your husband. You will marry him, give him children, and in return, you will have a life full of luxuries," my father told me when I kept insisting on breaking the engagement.*
Not that I didn't protest. *"I don't love him!"* I said, but it fell on deaf ears. *"And you know what he did to all those poor women! How can you force me to marry him?"*
My father laughed. *"You think I loved your mother when I married her? My father told me who my wife would be, and I obeyed. And with time, I learned to love her very much. It will be the same for Carlos and you. And there is no proof that it was Carlos who killed them!"*
Of course, there was no proof. The Dukes got rid of them because Carlos is not only very powerful but also a future Patriarch.
My father loved my mother very much, and even now, ten years after the tragic accident that took her life, he still mourns her. But Carlos is not like my father. Not only that he would never love me, but I have no doubt he would hurt me badly.
Ever since my engagement, Carlos has restricted my movements. I can go outside only if he allows it. If I want to take a stroll through the garden, I have to call him first. He even hired two bodyguards to watch every movement I make. Shopping used to be fun; now it is a nightmare.
*"For your safety, Muñeca. You know that I am an important man. Many people would want to hurt you because you are my fiancée,"* Carlos told me the day he hired the bodyguards.
Carlos might be powerful and have many connections, but I refuse to marry him. I have been planning my escape for many days now, and finally, today, I could put it into action.
With the reason that I have to buy things for the wedding, I could finally go to the mall. Once there, it hadn't been very hard to trick Carlos' men. I only had to fake that I was getting my period and that I had bad cramps. The bodyguards acted just like I knew they would-like the end of the world has arrived. So, I did as any woman on her period would do-go to the pharmacy to buy hygiene products before going to the bathroom. A small commotion in a nearby store was enough to distract the bodyguards for a moment and for me to disappear into the crowd. Finding an exit was not that hard, and before leaving the mall, I threw my phone and the ring in a trash bin. After taking some money out at an ATM, I chucked my credit card as well, scared that I can be located by having it in my possession.
That happened around an hour ago, and since then, I have been walking around town, thinking of a way to get out of the city. The money I have is not enough to get anywhere, not when Carlos is no doubt looking for me.
As I cross the street, I see something that piques my interest-Alanes Tech Company-the biggest tech company in the country.
I think I may have just found a solution to my problems.
After taking a deep breath and running my hands over my clothes to eliminate any creases they might have, I enter the firm's lobby along with a group of employees.
A big fish tank was in the middle of it, and rare exotic species could be seen swimming inside. The reception is at the far end of the lobby. The two security officers spot me, and before they can ask me who I am and what I want, I make my way to reception. A woman with blond hair and long pink nails is behind the counter, her eyes glued to the screen of a computer.
"Hi." The woman looks at me. Putting on my best smile, I say, "I would like to see Mr. Alekos Raptou."
She narrows her eyes, looking at me from beneath long, fake eyelashes like she is trying to figure out who I am. "Do you have an appointment with Mr. Raptou?"
I should have known I needed an appointment. If I weren't so desperate, I would not have entered the firm in the first place. But I have to see Alekos no matter what. "I don't. But this is important." I can't believe how desperate I sound.
The woman gives me an apologetic look. "I am sorry. Without an appointment, you can't see Mr. Alekos."
How can I convince....ummm....
Her name tag lets me know her name is Cherry.
"Mr. Alekos and I went to the same high school. Tell him that Angelica Hernandez is looking for him."
Cherry doesn't look convinced. Not that I blame her. "You are not the first to say that. If I had a penny for every woman who claimed they know Mr. Raptou, I would be rich by now."
That many, huh? Alekos is one of the richest men in the city. Not to mention he is single, powerful, and handsome. Women flock around him like bees to flowers.
When I say, "I don't have anything to gain by lying to you," Cherry snorts.
Mina has been in love with Prince Liam all her life, but he had never had eyes for her. Mina's heart breaks on the day of the Prince's wedding because she has to watch as the man she loves marries her cousin Rosalyn. Three years later, Jayden, the youngest Commander from the Nodor Kingdom, returns from war and goes to look for Rosalyn, who has promised not only to wait for his return but also to marry him. To protect the man she loves, Mina agrees to marry Jayden. Soon after their marriage, Mina learns that Jayden is not what it seems, and beneath his skin, there's a beast lurking. Will Mina and Jayden learn to love each other, or are their hearts too broken? ***** Jayden looked at Mina with cold, empty eyes. "Your cousin promised me to marry me. But she lied to me and married the Prince," he snarled. "I want what I was promised, a Dutchess as my wife! You will do!" **** Mina looked at Jayden, "If I marry you, you will have to stop seeing Rosalyn!" His blue eyes roamed her body, "Marry me, and I will never look at another woman!"
Rain is an orphan Omega that lives in the Crescent Moon Pack. She is not like the other werewolves, as she suffers from prosopagnosia and her wolf, Safia, can't speak. Her pack thinks that Rain is cursed by the Moon Goddess because she is the only survivor of a fire that burned the house she was in and killed her parents. When Rain turns eighteen and finds her soulmate, she thinks that she will finally be loved and have a happy ending. But Fate has a strange way to slap Rain in the face over and over again.
Princess Ayla is given to King Rhobart as a war prize, to be his personal slave. When she arrives in Nordmar, her new home, she is ready to do anything in order to survive. She will soon learn that King Rhobart is a man cold like the ice and haunted by demons. ********************** "I am going to pay for the dress. And everything else," Ayla said. "Ohh," Rhobart said and arched an eyebrow. "Do you cook?" "No, but...." "Clean?" "No." "Make clothes? Knit? Stitch? Take care of animals? Hunt? Fight? Anything?" Ayla's shoulders slumped forward, "No." "Then you are useless."
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."
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
"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.
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.
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!
She thought she was the love of his life, and he became the love of her life that fateful day she had seen him at the pack's party. Selene Grace was only a replica of Alpha Leo's real mate, and when he spotted her, Leo immediately claimed her as his Luna in order to suppress the rumors of him being mateless. Being unable to conceive turns Selene's marriage into a nightmare, and as if that wasn't enough, Alpha Leo finally reunites with his long time lover and mate, rejecting a pregnant Selene as a result. 5 years later, Selene, a now successful doctor, receives an invitation to the moon shadow pack in order to rid the pack of a deadly disease which has struck it. Will Selene return back to the pack which had caused her so much pain, and what would she do when she realizes that she is mated to the Alpha who had betrayed her in the past?