The daughter of a very rich billionaire seemed to have everything going on well for her, except a promising relationship. Just when she thought she had found the right man - Richard, she got to know his true identity - he was poor, and below her social status. Even though, Richard had all that she wanted in a man, she broke her relationship with him, because he was poor, and not in anyway close to her status. But in the long run, she found Richard irresistible. Jessica got married to Richard against her family's wishes, but her family made life miserable for Richard, until the both of them got separated, and Jessica married her ex-boyfriend, who happened to be her family's desire. The relationship between the two was hell for Jessica, until Jessica got to know that her ex-boyfriend was behind her father's death, and also a wicked enemy to the family. She separated from him, and went in search of Richard. But now, Richard's status had changed. Will he accept Jessica back, and what will happen to Jessica's ex-boyfriend?
It was another day at work. I woke up feeling very tired and exhausted from the previous day's work, but I just had to squeeze myself out of bed. It was going to be another hectic day. The company was working on a certain project that involved proper documentation. Since I began work as the Legal Manager at The Legends, one of the largest Law firms in the whole of Hatwick City, I decided to always prove myself diligent and up to the task, to be promoted in no time.
I arrived at The Legends in no time and climbed upstairs to my office. Inside my office is a dark walnut bookcase lining the entire left-hand wall. There is a black leather sofa with a fur rug over the back and an Indian blanket draped over the arm. There is a television on the shelf to the left, but it is only used for XM radio. My chair is Captain style on wheels with leather seat and back. To the left behind me is another bookshelf on top of a matching file cabinet. The ceiling fan keeps the air blowing in an otherwise enclosed space.
I sat down to begin work, and before I knew it, time was far spent. I remembered to get something from the room next to my office. In no time, I walked out of the room that housed our network server, plotter and printers, and into the foyer of our large office suite. Then I met the Manager of The Legends, George Harrison, who gave me a grin.
"Hey, Boss, I was about to call you. It's 3:45 pm, time for you to act like a sheep herder and get the flock out of here."
I chuckled when he called me Boss. Yes, I was the Legal Manager of the Company, and I was in charge of the office staff; but George was the Company's Manager. George was organized, efficient, and didn't take any shit from anyone, me included. He was also loyal to the extreme; I knew everything he did, whether I liked it or not, was in my best interest. Working with George, a widower and father, seems like one of the best things happening to me.
"I'll tidy up work for today and hand over those documents to the Secretary, and I'm out of here," I said breezily.
I was in a rush to leave because it was my anniversary, and I had big plans for my handsome husband.
Before George could reply with his usual smart-assed remark, the heavily tinted front glass door swung inward and a man wearing a neatly pressed light-weight black suit walked in from the bright sunlight. The tall man came straight up to me and spoke before I could introduce myself.
"Are you Sandra Douglas?" he asked.
I nodded.
"You can call me Sandra. Now how can I help you?" I replied.
While I was still talking and smiling at him, he didn't seem to give a corresponding response; instead, he slapped a manila envelope into my palm.
"Mrs Douglas, you have been served," he intoned sonorously.
He tapped the brown envelope and continued,
"This is a petition for the dissolution of the marriage between you and Martinez Douglas."
Then he placed two smaller business-sized envelopes in my paw.
"This envelope contains an order of protection enjoining you from contacting or approaching Martinez Douglas. And finally, this is a note from him and the key to unit seventeen at the U-Store on Fifth Street. All your personal items are already there, except for a duffle bag of items he thought you might need immediately. That bag is in the back of your truck."
When the man was done speaking, he spunned around and departed, leaving me devastated. I looked down at the envelopes in my hand, and the significance of them hit me like a ton of real bricks. A wave of vertigo swept over me, and I sank into the chair by George's desk. The next thing I remember is George pressing a pill into my hand and handing me a cup of water.
"Here, take this," he ordered.
I took the tablet from him and gave him a questioning look.
"Xanax," he answered my unasked question.
I nodded and popped the pill, swallowing it with a slug of water. Then with shaking hands, I opened the envelope with the note from Martinez and started reading. The note was short and to the point.
Sandra,
I know this comes as a shock to you, but after much considerable thought, I decided that this was the best way to handle things: a clean break with no histrionics.
First of all, I want you to know that I am not doing this out of malice and that I bear no ill will. It is just time for me to move on. I have hopes and dreams that, sadly, don't include you. But the truth is, you've always known that my feelings for you weren't as strong as yours for me. I hope you love me enough to agree and let me go.
Be well, Sandra, you are a good woman.
Fondly,
Martinez
I read the note twice, not believing my eyes the first time I read it. After the second pass, I handed the flimsy sheet of paper to George and watched his reaction as he scanned it. When he finished, his eyes lasered in on mine.
"You had no idea this was coming?" He asked incredulously.
I shook my head dumbly.
"Not ... a ... clue," I answered.
It was his turn to shake his head as he handed the note back to me.
"Springing this on you on your anniversary is possibly the most wicked thing I've ever heard of," He said angrily.
I nodded. On that I could say, we were in complete agreement.
As soon as he said that, George stood up from his desk, fished his car keys out of his purse and grabbed my arm.
"Come on, you are staying at my place tonight. I'm not about to leave you alone," he ordered.
I did not argue with him, because I knew the alternative was sitting at a bar and feeling depressed and sorry for myself - or worse. I did protest when George insisted on me riding with him, but in the end, I grabbed the duffle bag the process server had put into the bed of my truck and got in his three-year-old Toyota Camry. George was quiet on the ride to his house, leaving me alone with my thoughts. Those thoughts went way back to when this all started.
The daughter of a very rich billionaire seemed to have everything going on well for her, except a promising relationship. Just when she thought she had found the right man - Richard, she got to know his true identity - he was poor, and below her social status. Even though, Richard had all that she wanted in a man, she broke her relationship with him, because he was poor, and not in anyway close to her status. But in the long run, she found Richard irresistible. Jessica got married to Richard against her family's wishes, but her family made life miserable for Richard, until the both of them got separated, and Jessica married her ex-boyfriend, who happened to be her family's desire. The relationship between the two was hell for Jessica, until Jessica got to know that her ex-boyfriend was behind her father's death, and also a wicked enemy to the family. She separated from him, and went in search of Richard. But now, Richard's status had changed. Will he accept Jessica back, and what will happen to Jessica's ex-boyfriend?
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
A man like Travis Sinclair wants nothing more than a woman who matches his sexual prowess and is used to getting everything he wants. A cold-hearted billionaire ,he lives by one rule - no love, no commitment. Ayanna Davies isn't looking for a relationship. She's focused on her work and the financial security it brings. As a high end escort, her client is full of filthy rich men who are willing to pay handsomely for her services. But when Travis Sinclair becomes one of her clients, she begins twice about mixing work with pleasure. Not knowing that he is an old acquaintance whom she despises.
Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?
"I, Erika Blackwood, stand before you, Alexander Robertson, with a heavy heart. I hereby reject you as my mate. The bond we once shared has grown fragile, and my soul yearns for a different path. May you find solace in the love of another, and may we both find the happiness we seek." Alexander didn't say a word and looked at me. But he refused to accept. *********** Erika Blackwood is the next Alpha in line of the Ironclaw Pack. She hides her identity and gets mated to the Alpha of the Moonforest Pack, Alexander Robertson. Three years passed, but Alexander is still unwilling to let go of his childhood sweetheart. Erika is mistreated and eventually framed by the same childhood sweetheart. Now she leaves with that humiliation, and goes back to her pack, swearing vengeance on those who hurt her. They all waited for her to return and beg, but what happens when they realize that the famous Ironclaw Pack that was going to help in the rogue war, was ruled by a woman named, Erika Blackwood. Now her Ex mates want her back. Other Alphas want this woman.. But will she accept any of them? Or will she stay independent forever?...
⚠️ WARNING!⚠️ This book contains mature contents,vulgar words,violence,toxicity, and age gap differences, which may be triggering to some readers. ---- He added a second finger into her pussy and she let out a muffled moan."You sure you don't want this?Your pretty little pussy seem to be betraying your words", She gripped the edge of the counter and shut her eyes tight,managing through gritted teeth."I hate you,murderer", His jaw hardened and he stopped his movements with his fingers inside her."Say it again", She wanted his fingers to move in her so badly,as pathetic as it may sound.She gritted her teeth again and let out."I said I hate you,murderer!I wish you would just die and-ahh!",She yelped the minute his fingers left her panties and grabbed her to bend her over his knees as he sat on the tall stool there."What are-ahh!",She yelped when his palm made a harsh contact with her bare ass. "Count!",He growled.
PERMISSION IS TAKEN FRIM THE ORIGINAL, BE WARNED!! Do you believe in Myths? Just when she thinks it can't get any worse, it does. Lucy lost everything four years ago in a rogue attack. She's been abused, starved, rejected, and broken. As her eighteenth birthday approaches, strange things start to happen, things that only happen once every century. She finds friendship in the most unlikely place and escapes to find her true self with the help of the most dangerous Alpha. Warning: This werewolf trilogy is not intended for anyone under the age of 18 or anyone who doesn't enjoy a good spanking. It will take you on adventures around the world, make you laugh, fall in love, crush your heart and possibly leave you drooling.