Avery March was a poor girl living at the mercy of her malicious stepmother, who treated her like a slave in her own father's house, and nobody could stand up for her, not even her father. Her stepmother literally controls her father, and her mom died years ago, living her to suffer the wrath of the evil woman. Her whole life became a misery after she was forced into marriage with a stranger, and not just any stranger, but a dangerous werewolf prince. Find out what fate has in store for the young poor lady and her forced marriage. Will she find love and be happy in the marriage or will she perish?...
THEY MET BY COINCIDENCE
AVERY'S POV
"You sat there while she insulted mom! Really, father?" I scream, almost raising the roof down after my witch stepmother; lady Beatrice insulted me and my late mother before leaving the room.
I call her a step-witch because a mother can't behave this way. All she did ever since the day she got married to my father was to maltreat me.
"Calm down, Avery. Beatrice didn't mean it that way. Try to understand her, please," My father sighs while rubbing his forehead. It's a sign he is having a headache. I want to go rub my cheek on his knee and pet him like my mother would do when she was still alive, or get him drugs to use. However, my stubbornness and loyalty to my late mother prevails and I continue.
"You say you loved mother and you watch another woman slander her like that. What kind of love is that? Ever since that woman came into our lives, nothing remained the same. I am sick and tired of all these," I glare at him defiantly.
"I loved your mother and you know it. It's just that at this point I'm fed up with you both bickering. When will you two ever make up? It's painful to see you both..."
I stalk off, not bothering to hear whatever remaining words he has to say. He will always find an excuse as to why he can't challenge her. I'm no longer surprised.
Beatrice had always been like this even before mother's death. She would curse and yell at us both. After the birth of Phillipa, it even became worse because a child now meant that she could secure her claim to the name, March.
"Arghhhhh" I stomp my feet on the ground and let out a scream into the cold chilly air. Maybe I need to take a walk to calm my nerves. I can't go back there in this mood, I'll be forced to do something I don't want to do.
It's late at night. We had just finished dinner before my stepmother started barking once again. I hate her so much. So much, I wish father never married her. It's twenty years late for regrets
Years of living with her had hardened me towards her. Her words no longer hurt me but I just couldn't hold it in anymore when she dissed mother. She can insult me all she wants, but my slandering my late mother, is what I'll never take. It irked me and I burst out in anger.
I head for the woods. It is quite dark but I continue treading along the dark path. The soothing breeze calms my nerves.
Owls are screeching above me, insects are buzzing with their loud noise and the noise of the trees act as a companion to my roaming thoughts.
Will Beatrice ever change? Only a miracle can change her. I know father himself is tired of her naggings but he has no choice. She's his wife.
It's a full moon tonight. The crystal bright moon hung up in the sky illuminating my path across the woods. I raise my hands to ward off any insects coming my way.
For many years, we; humans have been at war with the werewolves, especially our kingdom particularly. What do you expect when all our kingdom does, is hunts and kills werewolves? There's an enmity between us. I should turn back at this point because I seem to have passed our boundary. Father has always told me never to wander far away.
'There's danger in the dark. Never exceed our boundaries' he had always warned me but this night would be an exception.
I get to a point in the woods and I pick up a stone to mark a tree with the letter 'A' in case I get lost. I may be stubborn but I am definitely wise. I'll find my way back home. I just need to satisfy my curiosity.
A voice warns me to turn back at this point. Another nudges me to move ahead. I choose the latter. It's a beautiful night anyways.
After walking for a few minutes, something attracts me. It's like a beckoning to my soul. The sound of water afar off.
"There's a stream here in the woods?" I dash to it in excitement. I love swimming so much. Maybe I could swim before heading back home. As I get closer the sound of the water becomes louder.
I am almost close to the river when I see a figure bathing inside. Who's that? I wonder. I move closer tiptoeing to avoid dragging his attention towards me. It's a man.
He takes some water and washes his face with it. Then he flexes his muscles and knots the blue robe on him.
"Oh my God! Who is this handsome, well-built man?" I wonder.
I take a step further. I'm now in the open where I can see him clearly. The moon shines on his chiselled face. I take in breaths at his side view. This here is an Adonis I conclude.
He's raven-haired and has such beautiful skin. He runs his hands through his thick mane and closes his eyes. It's like he's meditating. Then he picks the towel on the floor to towel his hair.
I must have made a noise because at that moment he immediately turns his eyes toward me. I'm still studying his features. He has a pair of golden eyes too, I notice.
Oh! What a perfect combination.
He stares at me like someone strange and I feel a connection brewing between both of us. My heartbeat thump against my chest. I've never been looked at this way before. I open my mouth to form words but they don't come forth.
Then that brief moment expires and he's running towards me. He is quite fast, after all, he has an awesome figure. I dash into the woods not caring which direction I came from.
All I know is that I've passed our boundary and this is another land. I'm not safe. I run with every strength I carry.
I pause for a moment to take in short breaths before continuing when I hear a deep baritone voice behind me. "Stop!" I swallow and a cold chill runs through my spine. 'He has caught up with me'...
Cassandra Cortez, a well known Psychologist and Counselor is hired by Ellie Santiago, the future bride to a very ruthless Mafia, Don Roderigo De Alva to counsel her on her upcoming wedding with Roderigo, she agreed unknown to her that her client is getting married to the same man who killed her husband, Leonor Agueda who was a rival to him in the Mafia world and chased her out of Spain, with a warning note that she should never set her feet in Spain again, unless she wants to be buried five feet down the Earth. After she had found out that she was going to meet Don Roderigo De Alva, she took an oath that she would make sure his marriage plans never works out and what baffled her most is the fact that his future bride is only but eighteen years. She also swore to expose his real identity to the world. Don Roderigo De Alva, the number one most ruthless and deadliest Mafia in the whole continent of Europe, but to the world, he's the sweetheart of all, a wealthy Philanthropist and a multi-billonaire who has received countless awards of building orphanages and schools for the poor, and setting up rehabilitation foundations for the younger ones. He makes the world believe he has a very good heart, but Cassandra Cortez would never buy into it, last ten years she was chased away by this same man, far away from her home country. Seeing her in his family house, fuels up emotions he has been trying so hard to let go of, that of hatred, pure loathe mixed with lust, desires and erotic passion. Cassandra's plan of disrupting their marriage got accomplished, but Roderigo knowing she has a hand in it, won't let her go Scot free. She either chooses to talk some sense into Ellie Santiago or she stands in as his bride, but when she tried running away, she gets blackmailed by Ellie Santiago, who tells Don Roderigo of her dubious plans. Don Roderigo won't ever think of being left at the altar, he thought about his reputation and what the media would say, he would do anything even if it means getting Cassandra Cortez kidnapped and forced into the marriage with an evidence of a signed contract.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
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."
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.