"What have I ever done to you that I should be punished like this?" I inquired, my tears blending with the rain drops on my face. To protect the little dignity left in me, I encircled myself with my arms. His tone dropped to that of an iceberg, and he only responded in a clipped manner. "You are nothing and you will forever remain nothing," Axel breathed, touching the phantom hairs on my lips. Harley Black is my name. A typical loyal and law abiding student. I thought moving to Hidenville held promises of adventures but I was only gifted with taunts and torments, because since my first day in Hidenville; I have been greatly disliked by my high school renowned bad-boy, Axel Kanik. Who happened to be my unrequited passing fantasy. Axel kanik had proved through his taunts that he wants zero thing to do with me. But I can't keep taking his torments cause of a past, he refused to let go. A past he believes I was sent from hell to pass a judgment of ephialtes on him. However, right now, I only have two options: either I fight back or Axel and his shadows hurl me into the abyss of darkness.
Harley's POV
Perched at the edge of my bed, my thoughts skittered about school resumption. Facing the ones who made my life a living hell at Belldean High.
They call themselves the shadows. Popular, notorious, villainous and unforgivably handsome males lead by Hidenville conglomerate arrogant son~ Axel Kanik.
I quivered as his name ran through my memory. Goosebumps covered my entire body, giving me a bittersweet feeling. Axel and his coterie have been a constant thorn in my life since tenth grade.
Always there to taunt, gibe and hackle my existence. Axel's threat danced in my mind everyday since our last encounter before the summer break.
"Just know I am always there to shadow your life." His throaty voice had reverberated through the empty school hall.
I jiggled my head to steer it clear of the threat. But my restless mind won't stop running around and the first day Axel bedeviled me, came back to my head with a spasm of hurt.
Flashback
When my mother and I finished unpacking, the midday sun was competing with the night cloud. My mother appeared exhausted, but I still felt a lot of energy. Maybe as a result of the excitement of discovering every inch of our new house. Due to my mother's job transfer, we had to relocate to Hidenville.
When my mother told me the news, a goofy smile spread across my face because I was excited to leave Cape Town. Even though Cape Town was a nice place to stay, my antic spirit remained. I braggingly announced to my friends that I was leaving town.
Oh yeah, my mum had been unhappy about it but she had no choice but to comply.
I went outside to breathe in the fresh Hidenville air and strolled along the street. In comparison to Cape Town's sparse old block house arrangement, the houses here are very different. On both sides of the street, tall duplex homes were arranged in a line after one another. I was happy that ours was staged in the center. monitoring the homes on the street's both sides. My mother said to a member of her family that the house cost her a fortune with a hell of a lot of mother's exaggeration complex.
But a house stood gloriously in well defined structure and beauty at the end of the boulevard. Light adorned it's high fenced wall. It was painted white and glimmered like, little crystals were mixed with the white paint.
'Wow!' I exclaimed.
If Cape Town screamed modesty and solitude, Hiddenvill exuded money and adventure promises, I enjoy going on adventures. Cheers to Harley Jane Black's new base of exploration. I whispered to myself.
'Danny Coffee Home' I read the emblem at the entrance as i trod into a vast coffee room. I stood in awe of the coffee home until I got distracted by a boy – out worldly appearance.
He sat at a table arc, surrounded by a group of friends, I didn't bother to look at because I was enamored by his beauty. His shiny brown hair was shaved at both sides. His full lips curled at what a girl said beside him. His crescent moon eyebrows were black, thick and narrow. I have never seen anyone make an aquiline nose look so good. His angular high cheekbones were youthfully carved down towards his sharp ridge jaw.
I drooled over him, until he caught me checking him out. I inhaled as his sharp blue eyes widen in surprise when his gaze met mine and another emotion which had a semblance to hurt flashed across them.
Before his eyes turned cold and dark. With heart racing in different direction, I flushed and saunter quickly towards the counter.
"Vhat do you vant?" A burly guy asked in a soft Hungarian accent.
"A pack of brownie" I said when the yummy brownies honked at me from their gilded glass "and a cup of coffee. Cappuccino precisely."
I sneaked a look at drop dead over my shoulder and his intense stare was still on me, I slightly turned my head and blushed hard.
Cauldrons help me! I rub my cheeks.
"New girl?" The Hungarian guy asked me. And passed me my order which accepted with a soft smile.
"Yea" Captain obvious
"Guessed as much. Steer clear of 'em. They are bad news, girl. Big bad news. Predominately the one your dreamy eyes couldn't leave" he tilted his head towards the drop dead gorgeous boy table.
Oops! I never knew it was obvious; that I was gawking. Pathetic me!
"Sure. Yeah. Whatever" I replied, dumbfounded by his sudden warning. I collected my order and stepped out of the coffee shop.
I didn't know drop dead gorgeous was outside until I was grabbed by his calloused boyish hands and swung round to face his admirable features. His blue eyes that shined like the night glittering stars, scrutinized me.
"Why do you remind me of her?" Although he inquired calmly, there was a slight edge to his voice. My wrist was encircled by his tensed fingers. It will undoubtedly darken the skin. He observed that I flinched beneath his intense gaze. His lips gave up to a schizophrenic grin.
Okay, he is batshit crazy. Seriously? Is this a new in town welcome show or drop dead needs to visit the asylum?
"Answer me" he drawled, his eyes turned untamed at my confused state which I'm sure he viewed as silence.
Hunger guy was right. Bad news! Drop dead is a bad news.
"Excuse me?" I returned his question with a question and forcefully jerked back my hand from his grip. Pain tingle my entire body.
Damn! All ounce of admiration for him evacuated my mind but not before it left a jolt of feelings at the pit of my tummy.
'If you believe you can crawl out of a hell hole, looking all like her,' who on earth is the she? I intended to ask him." I'll bind your ass back to hell before you become my worst nightmare. It is a promise."
He shoved me away from him before I had a chance to respond. He then went back into the coffee shop while wiping his hands on his black suede jacket like he had touched some filth.
What the actual hell just happened?
I observed his friends laughing as I gazed at him through the clear coffee shop window.
My body flooded over with feelings of disgust, abhorrence, stupidity, perplexity, and loathing. all at once. I managed to hold back my sobs and ran home.
After his father, Garfield Stones Jnr. was killed after a U.S. Marine special ops went south at Iraq, his grandfather, Garfield Stones the CEO of Stone Empire, the biggest and largest conglomerate company in the world - whom he had never met before wills his entire fortune in his name; making him a billionaire overnight, but there’s a catch. His grandfather was the leader of a secret group called The Round Table. A group consisting of the most corrupt government officials, mafia leaders and lots more with their operations which includes, organized crime, illegal weapons trade, drug trade, mafias, and several terrorist acts which scattered round the world. He requests his grandson to wipe of the round table in exchange for properties and riches.
The school is thrown in array when the dead body of one of the best student of Sherwood's high school was found floating in a pool during one of their night parties. It's a mystery which implicates the least expected students and to solve the puzzles, a spy is needed.
East meets west when Isabella the only daughter of a multi billionaire comes across Jake, her brother. The spoilt, rude and pompous young lady who has always toyed with the feelings of men became desperate when she accidentally falls in love with her brother who has nothing but hatred towards her.
Andrew, a young handsome and cold hearted billionaire is forced to get married to a stranger he barely knows. He hates Lisa but since this was what his grandfather wanted, he had no choice than to get married to the stranger. If only he knows that his arranged wife is the shortest route to his doom and his marriage was just a conspiracy.
A young flirty billionaire who doesn't believe in love nor marriage is forced to look for a temporary bride when his father threatened to give his shares of the company to his step brother if he doesn't get married within two months. After much search, the only lady he deemed fit to be his contract bride was Monalisa Jacobs. A middle class beautiful and brave young lady who grew up in the streets and had developed slight hatred for the rich due to her past experience with them. Rest assured that she can never fall in love with him, Alexander decided to sign a fake marriage contract with Monalisa who needed money to treat her sick mother. Alexander and monalisa pretended to be a lovely couple outside but deep down in their hearts, they couldn't wait to break off the contract. Two weeks towards the end of the contract, monalisa suddenly announced to Alexander the worst news he had ever received in his life; "I am pregnant for you"
Saphira, an eighteen- years old high school student suffers a heartbreak when her boyfriend of three weeks breaks up with her and tells her that he has never been in love with her all this while. As if that wasn't enough, her mother suddenly reveal to her that she is a human with supernatural powers and has been chosen to stop a powerful demon named Corovi from destroying earth. After much persuasion, she decides to take up this duty. She trained and prepared for the battle. But was shocked when she saw her former lover turn into the demon she was supposed to kill. Her heart still beats for him but she has to stop him or earth will be endangered. Saphira is forced to choose between love or duty? Or to tame the demon?
A sudden twist of fate connected Helena to a prominent and influential person. To onlookers, she appeared as a naive bimbo. In truth, she was a top-tier specialist, shrouded in layers of hidden identities. Charlie declared, “She’s quite delicate and easily hurt. Cross her, and you’re crossing me.” The elite families, outwitted by Helena's prowess, kept these truths from him. Helena eventually broke free from Charlie, sending him on a frenzied worldwide hunt. To him, she was a bird with dazzling wings, and his goal was to help her reach new heights.Â
"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. **** Emily never shifted on her 18th birthday and became the laughingstock of the pack. When her old crush, Alexander Black, returns from Alpha Training, she never expected him to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that young Alpha Alexander has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, Emily runs off and disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army, specializing in sensitive matters. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate, Alexander. Will Alexander figure out it is Emily? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?
Madison had always believed that she would marry Colten. She spent her youth admiring him from afar, dreaming of their future life together. But Colten was always indifferent to her, and when he abandoned her at a time when she needed him most, she finally realized that he never loved her. With renewed resolve and a thirst for revenge, Madison left. Endless possibilities lay ahead, but Colten was no longer part of her plans. Colten rushed to her place in a panic. "Madison, please come back to me. I’ll give you everything!" It was his powerful uncle who answered the door. "She's my woman now."
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.”
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.
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.