"As my client, you need to be well-rounded because you are such a mess" "I prefer being sharp-edged and I'm not a hot mess, I'm a spicy disaster." ___ Ruelle Kye is a crazy psychopath who doesn't even know she is dangerous. She has a sweet innocent aura that would make you mistake NYC's greatest serial killer for a young college heartthrob. O.P. Kayson is the heir to a billionaire family but he is on a self-discovery journey and he decided to hold off the thought of being CEO for a year and follow his dream of being a psychiatrist. Kayson has dealt with several crazy clients but when Ruelle came calling at his office as his next patient, he is left tiptoeing carefully around the maniac who has the delicate looks of an angel and whose mind worked like the machination of the devil. Ruelle keeps Kayson anxious, curious, and wanting more. Kayson leaves Ruelle battling with a silly crush for him whilst trying to be a better person. The thought of what Kayson's blood might taste like haunts Ruelle's devious mind but she also wants him very much alive. There is an attraction between them even though they are polar opposites. Ruelle is torn between hacking Kayson's heart with an axe or nurturing her heart that keeps skipping a beat anytime she comes across him.
Ruelle Kye brushed the tip of a fireman axe with her fingers as she looked at the man before her shiver in fear. Ruelle let out a laugh that rang through the entire house, her wish was finally coming true, and she just couldn't wait any longer to taste the sickening blood that ran in this man's veins.
"Ruelle, please, we can talk about..."
"Talk?" She let out yet another laugh that could send shivers into anyone's veins before she got down on one knee with a frown. "... When I asked to talk, what did you tell me?" She questioned, but there was no response, and she slapped him across the face. "... What did you tell me?" She questioned again with traces of anger in her voice.
"I... I said I didn't have time."
"Good! Well unfortunately I don't have that time either" she swung the axe and smashed the head of the man who birthed her. "... Bye bye daddy, yum! Your blood does taste good, but unfortunately, you aren't here to taste it for yourself." She dropped the axe and walked downstairs with tears rolling down her cheeks.
She looked at the family portrait that was hanged on the wall by her mother last week, and she let out a scream while howling in tears, minutes later the front door flew open and her mother walked in with a happy smile but soon enough it was replaced with a frown upon seeing her daughter crying on the door with bloody hands.
"Ruelle?" Her mother called her, and she immediately raised her head up to look at her. "... Ruelle what happened? Why are you so..." Trisha trailed off as Ruelle jumped on her.
She ignored the stench of blood that she perceived from her and comforted her. Something happened, she knew that too well, but the fact that she couldn't see her husband anywhere scared her more.
"Ruelle, you need to tell mummy what happened, ok?" Ruelle pulled away before wiping the tears in her eyes.
"I got home earlier from college today and I saw..." She trailed off as she coughed out. "... I... I saw daddy covered in blood, he is dead mum, he is gone." she cried and Trisha was sent into a state of shock.
Trisha stood up from the floor, not believing what her daughter was saying, it just couldn't be happening. She immediately ran upstairs, and the pool of blood that covered the entire area made her heart beat increase.
She looked up ahead and saw the body of the man she loved with an axe on it. Trisha took a few steps back and bumped into her daughter, causing her to scream at the top of her lungs, but Ruelle held her mother still for she knew the pain she felt was nothing compared to hers.
"Mum, come please." She urged her mother and they both walked downstairs.
Completely ignoring the fact that the couch was covered in a white soft fabric Ruelle made her mother sit which caused an amount of red stain on the couch, Ruelle gave her mother a glass of water to reduce the possibility of her getting a heart attack.
"Calm down mum please, don't... Don't worry I'll call the police, and they will do something ok? Sit... Sit down here, please." Ruelle wiped the tears that threatened to fall from her eyes as she reached for her phone on the dining table.
She was confused and worried about the fact that her siblings were coming back very soon, and they just couldn't see this, but what exactly could she do in this situation.
"Hello... Hello 911?" She questioned in panic, for she wasn't really hearing anything from the other side of the phone. "... Hello?"
"Sorry about that, how many we..."
"My father just died, there's an axe on his head and my mother is close to having a panic attack!"
"Where do you live? And what's your name?"
"Kye's Residence, Fifth Avenue, My name is Ruelle."
"Calm down, Ruelle, we are coming, but keep trying to calm your mother down..." Ruelle hung up, not wanting to hear anything that the woman had to say anymore.
She looked at her mother sitting down on the couch, rocking back and forth, and wondered what her blood would taste like. Tilting her head left and right she picked a cable that laid on the table and walked towards her mother, but the sound of the siren outside the house caught her attention and she dropped the cable.
The door immediately flew open and the cops alongside a few nurses walked in, which made her take a step backwards in fear.
"We hurt you." They tried assuring her as they took her mother who had passed out to the ambulance and her father's dead body while the police began looking around for the slightest evidence they could get.
Ruelle grabbed the hands of the police officer in front of her, and she was taken to a different car from her parents. Though her eyes were puffy as hell, they held no emotion which made the officer confused, for any child will be ranting about how much they wanted to go to their parents, but Ruelle seemed like she was taken away from reality.
"Ruelle?" She turned to look at the officer with a sicken smile on her face.
"Yes?" The officer looked at her trembling hands, but she slapped her hands away. "... Your hands are filthy, don't touch me." The officer was confused as to how extremely calm she was in the situation.
"Is she ok?" Officer Tony asked from behind the wheels as he took a turn towards the hospital that her parents were being taken to.
"I can't tell if she's in a state of..."
"What does blood taste like?" Ruelle asked while reaching for something in her boot.
"I think she's... She's the killer." the officer said in panic as she saw Ruelle pull a pair of shears out.
"I am not a killer..." She said with her voice filled with innocence and her eyes a bit teary. "... I just wanted to know what daddy's blood was like, I'll love to taste yours."
"You are everything I despise in a woman, Angela would never have done that." "Oh! Wow, now you are comparing me to your mistress who wrecked our marriage in the first place? Why don't you move out and marry her or better still, drop dead by the roadside." ___ Those were two harsh wordings from a couple that swore to love and to hold each other till death did them apart in the face of God but to the neighbors, it wasn't new. It was a fed up couple having their one of many too much fights every evening. Tim never had the interest to check Jennie out since he had fallen out of love a long time ago so no matter whatever efforts she puts in, he would never find his wife attractive. When he laid beside her at night, his body longed for his younger looking mistress' touch, Angela Jones. Jennie paulson always felt her feminine core itch for the latest man she just met who paid her the attention she craved and respected her as a woman, Mark Spencer. She always longed for another fiery passionate love making while she slowly touched herself while backing a rather awfully quiet Tim on the matrimonial bed. The two suffer in silence. They couldn't attempt a divorce when the original reason they were betrothed by their families was for a marriage of convenience while they hoped to grow on each other but alas! The reverse is the case, they hate each other's guts and always crave their partners. Jennie felt it was no big deal lying to her partner, Mark who is a homicidal detective about her marital status. She is insecure and she believes she would lose Mark if he found out she was married. It was meant to be kept a secret but imagine the look on her face when one day, the NYPD knocked at her door to inform her that Tim was found dead by the roadside bush and Mark was the assigned detective for the case. Now Jennie is torn between facing her lover with shame covered eyes or exonerating herself from Tim's murder case. She might have blurted out that she wanted him dead and when which seemed like a motive and a detailed fact that can't be mistaken as a coincidence especially since she now has several neighbors testifying as witness but she never wanted Tim dead, maybe she just wanted him to suffer but not drop dead and have him pinned on her.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
The dream of everyone with regards to marriage is to be able to find that special someone and settle down with them. Even arranged marriages grant you an opportunity to meet your partner briefly before the wedding. How will you feel about waking up in the morning with someone sleeping next to you who is not just anyone but your legally married partner yet with no memory of how that had happened in just a few hours of going out the previous day? This is the story of Jason Haward and Julia Harrison, two strangers trapped in a marriage they never planned. The quest to find out why led to the unfolding of a mystery which made them realize they are both living a lie. To find out more, read this amazing story of love, betrayal, revenge and murder.
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
"Love is blind!" Lucinda abandoned her beautiful and comfortable life because of a man. She married him and slaved off for him for three long years. One day, the scales finally fell off her eyes. She realized that all her efforts were in vain. Her husband, Nathaniel still treated her like shit. All he cared about was his lover. "Enough is enough! I quit wasting my years with an ungrateful man!" Lucinda's heart was shattered into many pieces, but she summoned up the courage to ask for a divorce. The news caused a stir online! A filthy rich young woman recently got divorced? She was a good catch! Countless CEOs and handsome young men immediately swarmed to her like bees to honey! Nathaniel couldn't take it anymore. He held a press conference and begged with teary eyes, "I love you, Lucinda. I can't live without you. Please come back to me." Would Lucinda give him a second chance? Read to find out!