"So it was all a joke to you all along? I thought you loved me," tears trickles down her cheeks as she says in a calm and painful voice. Her heart is bleeding. "I never said I did. We were just having fun and nothing more. The marriage... It was a contract which we both signed..." "What about the sex? What about the romantic moments? What about everything we had together?" She manages to ask again, biting her bottom lip as more tears finds their way out of her eyes. "The sex... It was for fun. I never forced you, did I? You agreed to have sex with me and..." "I hate you, Felix! I hate you!" She yells at the top of her voice, as she falls to her knees and break down in tears. "Do I care? You never meant anything to me. I'm in love with someone else and you knew it. Don't try to make me look like the bad guy here!" He fires back at her and with that, he amble out of the living room, slamming the door hard behind him. She thought their marriage will eventually end happily, she thought that they were going to live together forever, but turns out that she has been deceiving herself all along. She has always been an option, she has always been the second choice. What's her fate now? Where will she start from especially now that she's carrying his child?
Rita Quinn
"You aren't planning to stay on the bed forever, are you? Do you know what day it is today?" My dad's faint voice jolts me out of my deep slumber, and I toss on the bed. Forcing my eyes open, I stare up at the ceiling as a smile creeps up my lips. It's not yet dawn, but I have to get off bed and get ready before the makeup artists arrives here. Guess who's getting married today? Well, it's me. I'm getting married to the only man I've ever loved in my life. The popular model and the CEO of Orange cosmetics company, Felix Orlando.
"I'm up already, dad," I reply amid yawn, stretching my body. I need to have my bath and wait for the makeup artist to come get me ready for my big day.
The sound of my dad's receding footsteps fills the hallway, and I presume that he must've gone back already.
Two hours later...
I have been sitting before the dresser, while the makeup artist works on my face. I wonder what's taking them so long to get done with the make-up. It has always been my dream to get married to Felix, and this is a dream come true for me.
"We're done, ma'am," I open my eyes and the sight that welcomes me makes my mouth drop open in shock. I look like another person. Yes, I am beautiful, but this is amazing. The make-up artists are pros and good at what they do.
One hour later...
Descending the staircase, the smile on my dad's face welcomes me.
"Wow! You're so beautiful," he compliments me, holding out his hand to me, while I smile shyly.
"Thanks, daddy," I finally place my palm on his, as he leads me out of the house.
The drive to the church is not stressful and didn't take much time. Unlike every other day that one would get stuck in a traffic jam, we are lucky today that there was nothing like that. My day would've been ruined if we got stuck here. Thinking about Felix, I can't be less happy. I guess this is how every other persons will feel, getting married to the one they love.
"I'm happy that you're happy, princess," my dad's voice pulls my attention, and I smile at him. My dad has always been the best in the whole world. Since the death of my mom when I was just eleven years old, he has always been there for me. He gave me all the happiness in the whole world.
Everything is still like a dream to me, even after thirteen years of her death. I still feel sad whenever I think about her and I always wish that she never left us. She was the best mom in the whole world that'll do anything for the sake of her family. I wish she was here to witness this day with me, I wish she was here to walk me down the aisle with my dad and hand me over to Felix.
"Why are you crying?" Dad's voice disrupts my thoughts, and that's when it dawns on me that I have tears in my eyes.
"Nothing," I wipe my tears with a handkerchief.
"Don't be sad, OK?" He holds my hand and squeezes it lightly, giving me an assuring smile...
A few minutes later...
Standing in front of the entrance door of the church, my heartbeat increases rapidly and my hands suddenly becomes sweaty. I tighten my grip around the flower I have been holding. I'm so nervous right now. Maybe because of the number of people waiting for me inside the church, or maybe because I'm getting married.
"Don't be nervous," dad whispers to my ear, giving me an assuring smile, and I nod my head.
The door suddenly opens, and for some seconds, my heartbeat stops. The church is already filled with so many people. Felix is standing in front of the alter. He's dressed in a black suit, looking as hot as always. His raven hair is clinging to his head with some strands flopping over his face. He stares at me from there having a blank expression on his face. He's not smiling nor frowning on his face. It's hard to tell how he's feeling inside.
"Shall we?" My dad's voice pulls me back to reality, and I nod my head. We finally walk inside the church elegantly. The church lit up with applause as the crowds' cheered.
My dad holds my hand and leads me down the aisle.
A few minutes later...
"Do you, Mr. Felix Orlando, take Rita Quinn as your lovely wedded wife? To love and to cherish, to hold and to care for. In sickness and in health, till death do you apart?" The bishop finally asks after we exchanged the ring.
"Yes, I do," my heart beams happily, as I stare into his eyes with love, but he's not giving me a convincing expression.
"Do you, Miss Rita Quinn, take Mr. Felix Orlando to be your lawfully wedded husband? To love, and to cherish, to him hold and to care for, in sickness and in health, till death do you apart?" The bishops asks me.
"Yes, I do," I reply to him with my heart dancing excitedly.
"With the power vested on me, before man and God, I pronounce you two husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride," the bishop utters, and I wait for him anxiously to kiss me.
He stares into my eyes with an unreadable expression on his face. He neither looks happy nor sad. His expression explains mixed feelings, but I have no idea what the mixed feelings might be.
He finally lean close to me and place his lips on mine. My heart skip a beat as his lips comes in contact with mine. A strong wave of weird sensation spark through me, as I feel butterflies flying in my abdomen. Felix kissed me for the first time, and it feels so good. We're finally husband and wife. This is the day I have always looked forward to, the day I have always dreamt of. I can't be less happy...
Warning ⚠️: 🔞If you are below 18, please do not open this book as it contains high sexual content that could make your pant drip wet from pleasure.🔞 🔞Are you still going to read it? Alright then. Good luck, and don't blame me if you get h*rny while reading this piece🔞 "Strip, Amelie," His domineering voice sounds through her ears, and she slowly clenches her fists as she glares at the monster standing before her, with hatred written all over her. How could this man be so heartless? What has she ever done to deserve this from him? "Are you playing stubborn, Amelie? I hope you know the consequence of what you're doing. Who should pay for your disrespect? Your maid, or one of those poor things in the prison?" With a smirk dancing at the corner of his lips, he says to her and her heart sinks into her stomach. Hot tears pour down her cheeks as her heart tightens painfully. She can't still bring herself to take the pain of being a sex slave to the man that snatched her parents away from her, it's still like a nightmare that she's going to be stuck with him for the rest of her life. This was the same man that stabbed her father multiple times before her eyes, the man that slit her mother's throat and spilled her mother's blood on her face. How's she supposed to cope with this? "I won't have sex with you, Sebastian. Never again!" She finally summons courage and spits on his face, but she has just made the biggest mistake of her life. Will the ruthless king Sebastian spare her for this disrespect? Will someone have to pay with her life?
When Alpha Miguel found his fifth mate after the death of his previous mates that all died mysteriously, leading him to believing that he was really cursed as said to him earlier, he was determined to stay away from her and keep their relationship within work alone. However, he couldn't deny the crazy bond that kept pulling him to this girl, who has captured his heart at first sight, and now, he was determined to be with her and protect her from the dangerous creatures after her life. What happens when Clarissa, the twenty-two-year-old girl who already fell head over heels for her boss and boyfriend, found out that the man she loved so much was not a human as she thought, but a werewolf, an Alpha wolf at that? Will she be able to accept him for who he is?
"This is wrong, Asher," I shudder in his arms as I feel his tongue caressing the nape of my neck, and he stops abruptly, his warm breath fanning my neck. "You are my brother for fuck's sake, Asher. Why are you doing this?" Tears stream down my cheeks as I press my back hard against the wall, while I watch my nightmare torment me. This is what I have been going through for years and no one seem to be coming for my rescue anytime soon. You would ask, how can my own brother be obsessed with me, how can he keep telling me that I belong to him, how can he be so serious to the point of ruining all the relationships I've ever built? Well, this is the story of my poor life. The story of Adelie Williams, a young lady that is destined to be tormented by her own brother...
"You don't say no to me, Lilian. You're my property. You belong to me!" His voice is calm, yet the scariest she ever heard, and she shivers on the spot as she stares at the dangerous and scary man in front of her. How she suddenly end up here in a lion's den and there's no hope of escaping, is what she never imagined. She has always known her stepmother to hate her, but she never imagined that she'll go to the extreme length of doing this to her. "Re... Ren... Don't touch me..." Her voice quivers as she presses her back further into the wall, tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably. "I beg you, please... Leave me alone," She suddenly falls to her knees when her legs can't carry her anymore, and he rolls his eyes momentarily. "I'll spare you tonight, Lilian... Not because of your pleas, but because I am in a good mood. When next I want you..." He pauses as he squats in front of her. "I'll torture you until you can't take it anymore and beg me to f*ck you so hard, Lilian. I'll make you hit orgasms five times in a row, and I promise that by the time I'm done with you, you'll never remain the same again," He whispers against her ear as a dirty smirk plays at the corner of his lips...
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. What’s 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 couldn’t 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 doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s 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?
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
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."
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
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."
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.