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'I'll marry him,' she said, flashing a lopsided smile. 'I don't care about what will happen to him, so long as you'd keep your promise, I'll even kill him if you want.' Yusrah had no idea she was having herself hitched with her nemesis. She'd cry, she'd hate him even more and he'd make sure she regretted the very day she knew him. She may be a Turkish goddess that had men dancing to her tunes, a fierce and powerful woman that was filled with venom, but that was the least of Hammad's worries. He knew she married him for a reason, to birth his doom. And he'd make sure she regretted every minute she was going to live as his wife. They embarked on a marital escapade that was filled to the brim with hatred, quests for revenge and anger, but they had no idea what they would stumble upon in life may or may not change their views about each other. A dare will be set between them, and everyone was hell bent on making the other lose...while they slowly lost themselves to the sea of love calling out to them in Istanbul. Whilst fighting between themselves and the tenderness that whispered to their souls; secrets will be revealed, memories will be made, tears will be shed and hugs will be shared. Maybe even love will be confessed! Even though not all soulmates you're meant to live forever with...they hoped theirs will last. Blind or not, they certainly fell in love!
Hatred is such a very strong feeling. When you hate someone, all they did just make you more pissed than you were. And if they stayed still without doing anything? You hate them even more and think they were plotting evil against you. A smile, or rather, a smirk from the person you hate could have the urge to make your most recent picture to be a mugshot with 'murder' written boldly on the crime section. Right now, that's how she was feeling whenever she stared at his face while he presented whatever trash it was he had prepared.
And one more thing she hated about him, his brain. He was so intelligent that even though she was used to not having to try so hard, she had to. Because it was never enough whenever he was involved, nothing was ever enough. It felt like he always exhausted her most recent upgrade and then she had to spend her nights trying to figure out how she could upgrade the newest version of herself she had released.
She didn't know what was happening until she heard the round of applause and that brought her out of her reverie. And when she momentarily lifted her eyes and have them spared his face a glance, the smirk she saw on his face emanated he had finished presenting his project and this company, would likely choose his company's project instead of her own. And that smirk, why was it that he made her fancied a mugshot? It could be once in her life. But she knew there would be a day when she would have no choice but to force a knife down his egoistic throat.
The applause died down and she placed her hand back while trying to pack the few things she had come with. That's why she hated being interested in whatever projects she knew he would have a liking in. And right now, while the CEO of Mangal Group of companies spoke with him and told him that they would like Labo Group, his company, to work with them, she wanted to choke on her throat. She wanted to scream her lungs out and tell them all to get the hell out of her sight because if care wasn't taken, the next thing that would wrap around her wrists wouldn't be her favorite bracelets, it would be a handcuff.
"Thank you, Mr Lateef." She heard as he busily thanked the people around the humungous table with that smirk on his face. Why was it that he was hell-bent on making her a criminal, for Allah's sake?
She knew all eyes were on her, waiting to see if she would congratulate him. Almost everyone knew about their hatred for each other. Almost all the companies they had worked with, knew and sometimes, enjoyed the little glares they shot at each other. Because to them, it was a win-win. That would certainly force them to bring out their best for they knew of their competitor which they hated.
"Congratulations, Mr Hammad." She said through gritted teeth, forcing a smile out of he lips and she watched the way he relaxed on his chair. As though to show her that he was indeed the boss here and it was high time she upgraded this version of herself. A quick correction, this version of her brain.
"Thank you, Miss..." he stopped mid-way, to show her that he had forgotten her name and wanted her to help him on it. The look that flashed on her face was enough to burn down the entire building and she had already cupped the water bottle beside her and was aiming to throw it at him when one woman on the table decided to be an angel and she saved Hammad from her wrath.
How dare he acted as if he had forgotten her name? The hell! She knew he didn't and this was his own way of making sure he had belittle her and she would be damned if by the next business proposal she wouldn't have to throw him back to where he belonged, on the ground, that is.
"I want to ask a very personal question," the woman began, watching as the other people on the table have already started to pack their things. She was staring at Hammad, and that gave her the chance to begin clearing her things before she added 'unprofessional' attached to her unending list of names.
"Is she by chance your sister?" She asked, her eyes slowly turning to her and she had made it mandatory upon herself to leave this conference room with her dignity intact, she would have resulted to violence in any given moment.
"Who?" Came his voice, coated with what she knew to be as anger whenever someone asked that question and annoyance. She hated this question and wanted to know in the whole world why would people's eyes have no one to see her resemblance with but him?
"Miss Yusrah, of course. I'm sure I'm not the only one that's curious about that. She looks so much like you..." When Yusrah threw her a glance, she chuckled. "You look so much like her..." And the next glance came from him, which made her burst out laughing. "You both look alike, that's all."
"She's not my sister, not my relative...I'll hate to be related to her, to be truthful. I don't know how y'all see our resemblance, is it because she's a woman that looks less than one and now she resembles a softer male version of myself?" He asked tauntingly. By this time, half the room was empty and the only people there were people from both their companies waiting for them to be done so they could leave, and they all had that look that screamed how used to all this they were.
"Can you come over again?" Yusrah asked, staying rooted to her spot for if she moved, she may have her hands wrapped around his neck and that mugshot would have to be taken today.
Hammad ignored her and turned to Mrs Sofiyat, "You have your answer, Mrs. And maybe if you could advice her to start wearing at least a colored lip balm, the feminine side of her may be prominent enough not to have our facial features mistakenly mixed, which is hurtful." He was out of the room even before she took her next breath and when Mrs Sofiyat turned to her fuming self, she had an apologetic look on her face.
"Miss..." she began, but Yusrah wasn't interested in whatever it was she had to say and quickly shook her head at her.
"Not the right time, Mrs Sofiyat. Thank you and have a nice day." Should she have said 'have the worse day ever in your life'? That way she may have let the sizzling anger in her out, but she would look awfully not professional and she didn't want to demean her name because of that jerk.
Her secretary, Hannah, stared at her with a known look before she sighed. "I'll tell the driver to take you home, Miss Bawa." She called her by her last name and even though Yusrah mostly hated it, it helped her in times like this to keep in track. To stay as professional as she could and not waver from the perfection she had set herself upon.
Hannah knew she would never work today and if she did, then certainly, a few of their employees would have to be fired and she knew what awaited her at home if she did that. She shot her a thankful glance and stormed out of the room. His words were running back to her brain as though they were teasing her nerves, making her angrier than she was. She sat silently in the car and watched as they drove through the busy streets of Lagos, with nothing but busy drivers trying so hard to reach their destinations at the esteemed time without being late, which mostly, they were. It was either that or they came out hours before the designated time.
It has been said that Ammar, The Vampire Prince that died 500 years ago would resurrect and everyone seemed to believe that but Esmeray, she had never even believed that there were Vampires in Dewhurst. Until one day she heard a shocking and frightening sound and when she asked, she was told that it was a sign to all Vampires that the dead Vampire prince was back from the dead and now, as the Vampire King She hated him for making her see and feel the things only Vampires should, when she knew she was human, how comes? Until he declared her his bride at the Virgin Runaway, Esmeray had no idea why she hated him so much. Until she got married to him, and she got to know that this hatred she had for him was only a pinch of the hatred she felt for him 500 years ago. Back then, as a Vampire.
He Choose Her, Yet He Wants Her Dead. Sevim had always lived a free live while she safely crushed on her brotherās bestfriend. But there was a change of events when she had to go a different world she had never been to in place of her dead twin brother. She wasnāt the one chosen by the Emperor, but her twin got killed 100 years ago and as said by her Mother, the Emperor had waited for 500 years and couldnāt wait any longer. Unless she wants her family dead, she had to step up. Which she did. Yet the moment she got to his world, he aimed a sword at her. He wanted her dead even though she was practically unkillable. Unless heād kill her and have himself dead as well, with their souls being intertwined by the Goddess of Life and Death. And as he set to the Magical World to find a way to untagle their souls so he could kill her, Sevim found secrets she wished she hadnāt, which would force her to kill him as well. Yet, as she dug deeper into everything, she found a more shocking mystery lying uncovered for the past 1000 years. A past life she had no idea she lived and would kill to know what it entails.
Anna Brayden is an only child, a spoiled brat. After her billionaire father died, she became of the richest young ladies in America. When she gets into a fight with a stranger she meets in the airport on her way to visit her boyfriend, her life takes a turn for the worse. He keeps on appearing whenever she doesnāt want him to. He hurts her and makes her cry, but despite the hatred she feels for him, he makes her heart flip and her hands get sweaty. Man, heās so hot!
He walked toward her and she kept taking a step back until there was no space between her and the wall. She stared into his eyes, they were so red that one could wonder if he spilled blood in them. She had always known vampires to have colorful eyes but his was different. The eyes of the Vampire King have always sent a chill down her spine. āYouāre my wife now,ā he whispered, as he took a chunk of her hair that she had to whimper softly. She wasnāt going to show him that she was afraid of him. āAnd so what if I am? Youād never have what you want from me.ā She uttered through gritted teeth and watched how he recoiled with anger. He was the Vampire King that resurrected after 500 years. When he set his eyes on Danika, the Queen of Trinnuiven Dynasty, his sworn enemy, now rebirthed as a poor and helpless girl-he knew it was destiny giving him a chance to revenge. And he turned out to want her in many ways he had never imagined he will.
I have a secret obsession. You probably may wonder why itās a secret when Iāve made it pretty obvious on the gram. Everyone knows about my obsession, well, except him, of course. And the universe seemed to be on my side the day I got to be his maid for a few hours. Only that, Iāve never expected that a day that started so amazing could end so badly. Iāve never expected that Iād regret seeing him that day. Or that Iād end up hating him and avowing never to forgive him for the rest of my life. But destiny has a funny way of twisting with lives; just like it has twisted with me. And I ended up not just a maid for a day for him, but a live-in maid! And just when I thought Iāve hated him enough not to be fascinated by him, the universe showed me that I havenāt even loved him enough. And he turned out not to be the person I thought he was. Breaking all those walls Iāve carefully built around my heart to crash without even trying to. Making me fall harder in love with him-just that this time, even though I knew that Iād never have a chance with the Presidentās Son, it couldnāt have been clearer. I loved him, but he had someone else. Carrying the little self esteem I have, I took the leapt of being with someone else. Butā¦could I really live without the Presidentās Son? Is the secret Iām hiding, meddled with the hatred of him that I buried in my heart, be an opener to something beautifulā¦or worse? Maybe Zafirās Story and I would be an epic lovestory. Maybe not.
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met herāthe pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmatesā laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.
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. Whatās 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 couldnāt 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 doesnāt seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that heās 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?
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."
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, Ashtonās uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
After three years of loveless marriage, Kira was slapped with divorce papers. She has shown him her unrequited love throughout her entire marriage with him, but he decided to turn blind eyes all because of his lover. Distraught and heartbroken, Kira choose to sign the divorce papers with bitter heart. But then and there, she promised herself that when she's back, he will come crawling to her, but she will make him pay for hurting her. Join Kira as she transform to a wealthy heiress and soared as the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar empire, a remarkable healer and make her ex-husband pay!
"You're my wife in name only, on paper only. My heart and love will never be yours." Edward made it clear to Daisy that she was nothing to him. They were both victims of family greed -- the marriage was arranged for them. Six years passed. She remained quiet, gaining a reputation in the army as a tough-as-nails colonel. When she walked into his life again, Edward fell in love with this woman, unlike any he had known. She surprised and delighted him. But will Daisy take him back? Can their son keep them together? Can the rift between them be healed? Pick this one up and find out!