Midnight Romantic Affairs

The throne room was quiet as he walked in, all the subjects bowing their heads in both fear and respect. Not even a single sound was heard, only the sounds of his boots, as they marched against the concrete floor. The aura could be felt - that deadly aura. And that was, perhaps, one of things that brought him so much respect and fear from people. His hands were crossed behind his back as he walked in and sat on his high throne. But the subjects dare not lift their heads, not until he permits them to. "Long live the King" they chorused as soon as they noticed him sitting. There was a long silence, as he rested his chin and touched his lower lip with his thumb. There was not a single person in the hall, that he was older than. He was just 28, yet gained so much respect. "You may rise" he finally gave the command and they lifted their heads, in relief. He didn't stare at any of them, but they knew what was next. Shortly, he was brought in - the injured guard. He limped painfully, his hand over his hurting belly, until he got closer to the throne and knelt in front of the young King. "Long live my King" he did the normal routine, his head bowed. But one could tell he was in pains - and not just pains, but fear as well. "I'm sorry, My King. But we lost her. We tried all we could to capture her, but she used her powers on one of my men, turning him against us. And in the end, everyone of them died. I'm the only survivor" he explained with hard gulps. He was as scared as a man close to death could feel. The subjects had so many thoughts running through their minds, but they dare not murmur - not when they were in front of the King. King Caesar was silent for a long while. "You're trying to say....you lost her?" he finally spoke up, his voice so calm, words so soft. "Yes, my King. Forgive my incompetence". King Caesar stood up and walked gracefully to the table behind the throne. His steps were slow, but smart. "You went on a mission with 8 men - to capture a single lady. Yet, only one of you returned". He said lowly as he touched the weapons on the table. The guard was almost shivering. For a long while, there was silence, suspense. But not until he spoke out. "You're worst than a failure". And with that, he took a dagger and turning swiftly, he threw it right at him, in such an incredible way, it landed straight into his chest. He groaned as blood oozed from his mouth. And in a split second, he was lying on the floor. Cold. And dead. Cold shivers ran through the veins of the subjects, as they whimpered in fear, praying vehemently they don't victim at all. King Caesar, his hands crossed behind his back, walked back to his throne and took his seat. "Take more men" he said to the two guards in the room. "Go in search of the confessor. I want her found by all means. "No matter what, make sure she doesn't die. I want her alive". He paused and took in q deep breath. "I have so many plans in store for her". Silence. "Yes, My King" the guards bowed and left. * * Her name is Isabelle. And she's the last confessor - the last of her kind. Of course, they were more than that. But, not until her village was ambushed few days ago by the King's guards, and every one of her kind died. All the confessors were killed. The confessors - they were females with special powers of compulsion. They had the ability to turn a man into their slaves and do every single thing they desire. And it'd go on for as long as the confessor was alive. King Caesar was a victim of this. He was a slave to one of the confessors and worshipped her. All he could think of, day and night, was pleasing his mistress. The confessor was not all that nice, as she made him kill his parents. He had no control of himself and didn't know what he was doing. But finally, the spell was broken and he coming back to his senses, he realized all that he's done and lost. He realized how he'd been in bondage for years, and even killed his own parents. It broke him. He mourned for months, trying to get over it, but couldn't. The confessors had fled and went into hiding, but unfortunately, their hideout was discovered - somehow- and they were ambushed. Every one of them died, except her - Isabelle. She was the sister to the confessor who had enslaved the King and she was the only one lucky enough to escape. Although, her sister was thought to be dead, but her body was yet to be found. Isabelle tried all she could to hide from the King, but it turned out impossible for her as the King hunted her tirelessly. But what was the vengeful King's plans for her? Was her sister really dead? And would she remain the last of her kind forever?

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!"

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."

Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."

"Please trust me, I didn't do anything." "I don't believe you. I am rejecting you as my Queen and giving you the punishment of death." Alina was living outside her pack for five years. Her parents didn't try to contact her and always ignored her. Her best friend convinced her to go back to their pack and she agreed. But she had never imagined what was waiting there for her. She never thought she would meet her mate and had to face betrayal from everywhere. She had to pay for the crime which she never committed. Aaron Robertson is the king of Lycans. He is a very dominant and powerful King who not only rules Lycans but also rules other ranks of werewolves. Everyone is afraid of Lycans and he is the king of them. But who knew that he would get a mate who was just a simple Omega with no powers and strengths? He called her weak all the time but little did he know that his weak Omega would give him the biggest betrayal of his life for which he had to give her the sentence of death.

Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!

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."