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.
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
" Don't say anymore word than you already have, don't..." I stuck a finger out at him, sauntering away on my heels when a hand wrapped itself around my arm. Breathlessly he whispered, "You know that I do love you and...fine, what exactly was I supposed to do?" "Protect me and stand up for me. That is what you do for someone who you claim you love!" ************ Out to spite her ex-boyfriend after he had broken up with her on her birthday, Daphne slept with a stranger who turned out to be his uncle while trying to rebuff his words that she was unwanted by others. Was she ready for the wild chase that followed when he found out years later that she had been pregnant with his heirs and that she had been hiding the truth all this while? Faced with the ruthless CEO, known as the beast, who wasn't ready to back down, Daphne does everything possible to make sure her kids wouldn't be taken from her, but what happens when love gets in the mix of it all? Would she be able to conquer these weird feelings and give in her all amidst her scars? And with how deadly he turned out to be? And faced with her ex who still wants her back, what choice is she going to make?
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."
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Cathryn, an orphan with no family ties to Grayson, regarded him only as family. He, however, valued her as a precious jewel. From their very first encounter, Cathryn's destiny was intertwined with his. Once lonely and desiring affection, she was ensnared by his love, unable to break free. Eventually, she managed to escape his emotional clutches. Shockingly, she had fallen for someone else. Grayson confronted her sharply. "How could you feel for another?" Unable to meet his eyes, she whispered, "You're family. I can't..." Looking down, he pressed further. "You can't, or you wouldn’t dare?"