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After running away from home, Beauty vowed to take down the person that killed her mother. Her dream kept burning even when the world around her went cold.
EPISODE ONE
He was standing alone behind his door, staring unseeingly out of the dusty window. He was a man who was at home in a dozen capitals of the world, but Victoria falls was one of his favourite towns, Victoria Falls is a town in western Zimbabwe and a gateway to the massive waterfall, he loved the view.
His waiting had the patience of a hunter, the quiet stillness of a man in control of his body and his emotions. He is dark and has the stormy good looks of his ancestors. He had dark hair and a strong face, he has quick intelligent eyes that were deep blue. He was over six feet tall, with the lean muscular body of a man who kept himself in good physical condition.
The parlour was filled with dirt, and almost everything was scattered on the floor.
"Why do they keep doing this, believe me when I say I desperately want to leave this town, seems we are always the dartboard" Mrs Patience said this with a groaning frown as she bent to pick her favourite video tape which was almost destroyed.
Beauty just waking up came out quickly to the parlour, the noise in the parlour carried her up"What!!" ``Beauty shouted. Something in her mind seemed to freeze, and it was as if there was a thin veil between her and reality. Her father's voice brought her back to reality
" Clean up, this is not the first time it has happened to us," Mr. Eze said while cleaning his radio.
The first time our house was robbed, it was our Neighbour Emmanuel who climbed in through the parlour window and stole our TV, and some of my dad's favourite videotapes. This was unexpected as the robbers broke in last night very quietly, without making a sound to send alarm to those sleeping inside.
It took about 2 hours to clean up the mess they did, they nevertheless continued their daily activities, Beauty was almost done with secondary school while her younger brother Victor just entered secondary school. The preparation for school was hurried since the clean up consumed most of the time.
Mrs. Patience, the wife of Mr. Eze, is a teacher of a small school down the street. Both are the beautiful couple that raised Beauty and Victor.
Everyone was set to go except Mr. Eze,he stays at home most of the time, doesn't have a job at the moment but he was searching for one to support his family.
The traffic was horrendous, but it was always horrendous at this time of the day, rush hour. God, she hated those words. Especially today. She clapped the palm of her hand on the horn and muttered under her breath "C'mon you jerk, move"
"Take it easy mum" Victor said behind the car with his eyes on the slow moving traffic.
Mrs. Patience leaned on the horn again even though it was an exercise in futility "Why would they do this to us again" she didn't realise she spoke out loud.
No one uttered a word until they reached their destination "I love you" Mum said to beauty and Victor as they followed their chase.
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It came by mail, regular postage, the old-fashioned way since Dad was almost seventy and distrusted modern devices. Forget email and even faxes, he didn't use an answering machine and had never been fond of the telephone. He pecked out his letter with both index fingers, one feeble key at a time. It came with another letter, he recognised it immediately since the envelope had been part of his life for as long as he could remember. It was from his father.
Mr. Eze studied the letter uncertain whether he should open it right there or wait a moment. Good news or bad, though the old man was dying and good news had been rare. It was thin and appeared to contain only one sheet of paper, nothing unusual about that. Mr. Eze's dad was frugal with words.
Mr. Eze quickly carried his okpu ozo which was close to him and went straight to his dad after reading the mail. It was an urgent message and he needed to be there.
It was just about one hour drive to his father's little clay house. Mr. Eze left a letter for his wife and kids telling them to come to their grandparents house immediately when they saw the message.
Mr. Eze's heart stood still.
He stared at his father, wishing he had conjured the sickness away. The world seemed to teeter and dip, then abruptly righted itself.
This was real, he was dead, standing before him in the flesh, Mr. Eze wrenched at his inside, he clutched the covers to his breast and gave a tiny shake of his head. "You will forever be loved, IKE " he said, laying so much emphasis on IKE. He was already too old and tired, he needed to rest.
Mr. Eze straightened his shoulders, his demeanour regal.
He left his room with a sigh, he was the only son of his parents, raised by his dad since his mum had died a long time ago.
It wasn't long before his wife and kids came over with tears already raining from their eyes.
"I thought cancer has a treatment" Victor whispered to his mum.
"No baby, the person just has to follow the doctor's medication and help for the period of time he or she has left" mum replied. "he is already too tired to stress his legs here" Dad whispered to Victor.
Victor raised his shoulders and told his dad that he always hears his whisper even if he was in London.
Mrs. Patience consoled her husband, helped to get things done in the small room because Mr. IKE had to be carried to the mortuary.
Things became really tight for them because most of the money made was going for the burial.
They had to cut their three square meal to two squares. Everything became expensive.
He growled and was instantly transformed into his wolf, he tore everything around and destroyed them. He almost killed one of his guards before the cry of the guards brought him back to his senses and he transformed back to his human form "Leave me alone," he told all of them "And.." They stopped and turned, they were already shaking and scared, Alpha Desmond can be so merciful and heartless, the only key to his heart is his sons. His rage started when his mate died "Get the men prepared, we leave at dawn," he said and slammed the table close to him causing it to break into pieces They quickly sent the message to the people in the park and they started preparing immediately for the Alpha hates it when people disappoint him, no one dares betray him for he would hunt them down until the very single cell in them is dead and buried. How dark and wicked his heart has become. He did not have the best childhood growing up, he experienced violence growing from his dad, he was brutal and harsh, especially to his mum, he hated his dad, and his hatred for him grew stronger and stronger until he could no longer hold it anymore. That was when he killed his father, then he had to be the next Alpha. His mum died due to his father's harsh hands and the scars his father inflated on his mum, he vowed never to forgive him, not now or in the next life. "I would make sure I rip his head off his throat when I get hold of him tomorrow, he would regret refusing my peaceful offer, I only asked for him to come down alive and let my son rule but he chose to be stubborn" he used his claws to scratch the wall to feel some relief. He desperately wants his legacy to live very long and broad, he was never a man who stoop as low as giving people options, he says how he wants it and it's always done that way, no matter how inconvenient the other person would be. So giving Alpha Joe an option and his refusal was a death wish. "Dad" His first son Pat knocked at the door "What.." he said in his mind as he thought it was someone else "Come in" "What happened dad, did he refuse the order" "Yes he did" "Such a fool" Pat gave a wicked smile. He was just like his father, a wicked and evil boy, he would take any girl he wants, rape and dump her, he didn't care if she gets pregnant or not. The people in the park and others outside the park were so scared of the Alpha, he was the most powerful, strongest and fastest. He was faster than the speed of light, he can't be outsmarted. How people wished he would just fall and die together with his son, but it seems the wicked live long
Dan was so tall and striking, he was a man whose sheer presence was an overpowering force among those around him. Naked, he was….. Extraordinary. He was power and strength. Masculine grace and vitality. The stark, masculine beauty of his body made her throat constrict. His frame was forged in iron. He was long and lean of limb, the contours of his shoulders were sculpted and round, and his arms were sinuously defined with muscle. A dark netting of fur covered his chest and the ridged hardness of his belly. From somewhere she dredged up the courage to gaze the length of him...all of him. She dared what she had never dared before. What she saw made her eyes widen and her entire body go hot. The bottom dropped out of her stomach. Rigidly unconfined, framed in coarse black curls, his staff stood boldly erect. Betty let out an uneven breath and transferred her gaze to the safer territory for they had just been newly married. But he knew she had seen him. As if he were precisely aware of where her gaze had resided for long, uninterrupted moments, an odd half-smile curled his lips. He allowed no time for shame. No time for embarrassment. A hand at her hips urged her body against his. His skin was hotter than any fire, the eyes that gazed down at her brighter than any flame, there was nowhere they did not touch. His fingers twisted in her hair, turning her face up to his. Then his mouth was on hers, a fevered caress that tasted of a tortuous hunger that was strangely thrilling. Warm breath filled her throat…. His breath. Never in her life had she dreamed a kiss could be like this. When his tongue danced against hers, a swirling foray, she felt utterly boneless. She would surely have fallen were it not for the hardness of his arms braced around her back. She was only dimly aware of being carried to the bed. Firelight flickered over his features as he propped himself on an elbow, his regard utterly intent. "You know what I will do to you?" he said quietly She blushed "Yes" He ran the pad of his thumb over her lips. "Then listen to me, Betty, for when I take you…. It will be nothing like what was done to you before." his tone was low and vibrating "Nothing at all" "You must trust me, can you do that?" indeed, she thought wildly, she had no choice. Some little-known sense inside warned her they had come too far to turn back now. "Yes," she whispered. Yet he must have heard the vulnerability in her voice, for his eyes darkened "It will not be the same as before," he said again. With fledgling courage, she laid her fingertips on the bristly plane of his cheek, unable to tear her eyes from his. "Will you swear it down? Will you?" His gaze rested on her mouth. "I swear it" This time his kiss was so unbearably sweet, that she nearly cried out. He whispered her name, a sound that sent a quiver all through her. His lips found the corner of her mouth. " Betty…. Sweet Betty. You must tell me what pleases you." With his thumbs, he traced slow circles around the boundary of her breast "Does this please you?" She could only nod, for he was drawing perilously close to the delicate roseate peaks. She longed to drag his hands heavy against her selling fullness, for her nipples thrust turgid and hard, in a way that had only happened with him…. " And this? " he grazed the very tips, the merest butterfly caress. She inhaled sharply. Her breasts seemed to swell still further. That evocative touch came again….. And yet again. Lightning shot through her, centred there at those dusky crowns. She hadn't realised that he would try to please her. Somehow she'd been convinced he would see to his pleasure first. He seemed to know exactly where she ached, what she wanted. He gave an odd little laugh. "You like that, don't you? Ah, but I knew you would " His mouth slid down her throat. Heat splintered all through her, even as her mind baulked. No, she thought hazily. He had touched her there. But surely he would not…. She could only watch in mingled shock and fascination as his dark head hovered over her breast. Never had she dreamed he might kiss her there? As if in anticipation, her nipples peaked and hardened, as his mouth touched the quivering tip, she gasped. "Dan, what…. What do you do?" He raised his head, his smile wicked "Ahh, but there's more, lass. Much, much more…."
Luna Avy was growing up with little experience of the evil packs beyond her territory but the Alpha protected her with everything he has maybe a little too much, making her a target.
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."
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
Veronica is an eighteen-year-old omega who falls into an emotional breakdown when her Mate, who was soon to be the Alpha of the Sun crest pack, turns against her, hurls hurtful words at her, and rejects her on the night of the full moon festival because he and everyone in the pack, including her, thinks she is an omega. As if the pain of rejection, helplessness, and worthlessness wasn't enough, she lost her best and only friend to the cold hands of death when rogue wolves attacked their pack. Right in the presence of her mate, she was tagged as someone who always attracted problems and calamities anywhere she went and he turned a blind eye and watched as she was banished from the pack. With hatred for her life, she runs deep into the woods that were off-limits and jumps off to end her life, but in a turn of events, something else happens. What would her mate do when he finds out that Veronica is not who he thinks she is? Will she be able to forgive him? What fate lies ahead for them?
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."