Ember is a cheery and ambitious medical student with a very wonderful and supportive family. But she's had her share of downs from losing her best friend to cancer and Alex another friend of hers whom she fails to realise that she was in love with until the eleventh hour. Alex is a sophisticated guy whose way of communication has proved to be an obstacle for him and his feelings both in the past and the present. Unexpressed feelings are left hanging in the air ready to be ignited if given the chance. When Ember and Alex finally meet again will they confront those feelings or just let go and move on in totally new and different directions?
The loud barks of the neighbourhood dogs had penetrated through the silence of the night but I was still lying in bed hoping to go back to sleep to no avail. So I decided to open the window and give nature an appreciation. The night was warm and starry, the pale crescent moon shone like a silvery claw in the dark sky. It brought back so many memories of my high school days. Reminiscing about all those painful memories and breaking my heart all over again. I hate recollecting things I don't wish to remember. Especially not the intrusive memories of Amalia, my best friend whom I lost to cancer.
That year was hell for me. I couldn't ignore the waves of intense emotions coursing through me. I remember being angry at myself and the doctor when he told Alima and me about the illness.
The sunny 4th of June 2013 was when it all started. Amalia, Alima and I were walking back to class after recess. I was telling them about a movie I had seen the night before.
"Guys! I feel a little bit funny." Amalia had called out suddenly leaning against a wall for support.
Even though I had rushed to get water because she felt faint, she still passed out. After raising an alarm, some staff assisted us by taking her to the school clinic. I thought it was nothing serious with the thought that stress made her pass out. But I was far from the truth Amalia had been diagnosed with stage four colon cancer, the most advanced stage of the disease in which life expectancy was low.
I had tried to convince myself that it wasn't true, how could she not have told us that she ill for so long? I had gathered enough courage to confront her. When I entered her ward, she was unconscious but I had spoken to her as though she wasn't.
"Do you know that I am mad at you? How could you not tell Alima and me that you were sick? You know how much we love you. But I want you to know that I'll be by your side every step of the way, on the good days and the bad. You're amazing, and you inspire me every single day. I'm so lucky to have you in my life." I said and Bending down I gently placed my hands on her forehead and gasped at the cold that met my touch. It was clear that the end was near, tears welled up in my eyes and slightly course down my cheeks.
You can get through this, and I'll be right here with you. We're a team, I hope you know that you're deeply loved. I'm so proud of you. I am not offended that you can't talk at the moment but I want you to know I'll come running whenever you call." I had assured her recovery even though the doctor had said otherwise.
I had prayed fervently to God for miraculous healing. I stay with her for a long and my eyes were full of tears, shortly after a flood from my heart seemed to pour itself out that I couldn't take it anymore so I decided to leave the hospital and headed back home.
Three days later I was told she was now conscious so I went to the hospital to meet her and almost busted into tears when she said "Hi" to me wearing a big smile at me as if nothing has happened.
"Hello" I managed to reply as I faked a smile on my face.
"I can see it in your eyes that something is bothering you and I know it's because of me but not to worry I will be fine". She said trying to reach out to the fruits placed in front of her.
"You won't believe what has happened today..." as I try to talk about my life. Because I felt like Sometimes, a person with terminal cancer just wants to return to normalcy for a little while.
we started gisting and I was feeling a little bit relieved and she dose off before I left the hospital.
I tried visiting her every day because who knows what might happen anytime, I know you understand what I meant by that statement. As the days pass by her health keeps on deteriorating which makes me not carry out my daily activity properly as I do before, gradually losing interest in things I love and dissociating myself from people
Two days later I was told my Amalia gave up the ghost, immediately tears started pouring profusely from my eyes nonstop and felt lightning inside of my chest. Thunder in my thought and numbness clouded my eyes. Confusion, anger and shame infiltrate my bones, My heart is scorched and spasming and I thought to myself, how I wish I didn't try to dodge conversation that will get us emotional maybe the conversation would have been my weapon of healing in the future.
I didn't know when I segued into another thought of me and Alex, I met Alex in 2016 when he came to join the same high school as mine and also happens to be my seatmate since he was my seatmate and also a new student I had no choice than to help him with some school kinds of stuff and later we became friends I mean best friend even though he can't replace Alima. He made me feel life-affirming and I would say I'm so lucky to have him as a friend. Having him by my side makes me feel so happy. I also started letting go of Alima's death because he thought me how to.
Suddenly I heard a knock on my room door, the sun rays hit my eyes as I open it I shut it back turned my face almost immediately opposite of the sun rays
"Good morning Mum," I said trying to close the window and adjust the curtain.
"Morning sleepy head" she replied caressing my head " you woke up a little bit late today and by the way don't tell me you slept on the floor last night because it can make you have body pains.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
"You're the moon wolf, Lola. You're the wolf with the power of the Moon goddess", Serena said and collective gasps were heard in the room. After being rejected by her mate in Moonlit pack, Lola escaped on a full moon only to enter the territory of the next Alpha King who also happened to be her second chance mate. Adrian is the next Alpha King but he hasn't been able to assume his role because he needed a Luna by his side. A rogue that trespassed on his territory, whom he ordered be killed turned out to be his mate leaving him in a dilemma. Will Adrian reject Lola because she came into his territory as a rogue? Will he overcome what happened to him in the past and give Lola a chance or reject her and go ahead with Fay as his chosen Luna? What will happen when everyone finds out just how much power Lola wields and how she's supposed to protect her kind in an oncoming war? Find out in Lola - The Moon Wolf!
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 her—the 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 classmates’ 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.
When they met again, Jason cast aside his paranoia and pride, warmly embracing Chelsey. "Please, come back to me?" For three years, she had been his secretary by day and his companion by night. Chelsey had always complied with his requests, like an obedient pet. However, when Jason declared his plans to marry another, she chose to stop loving him and to let go. But life took unexpected turns. His unyielding pursuit, her pregnancy, and her mother's greed gradually pushed her to the brink. Eventually, she endured tremendous suffering. Five years later, when she returned, she was no longer the woman she once was. Yet he had spiraled into five years of chaos.
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.