Nine Human girls are brought before Three Vampiric Princes to compete in a grueling trial. Their Price? The Crown itself. However, one reluctant candidate stands out; Simone, a fiery young woman determined to self-sabotage her chances of winning no matter the cost; but nothing is strong enough to shield her heart as the twisting and pulling tear at her guard so much it hurts; One brief moment of vulnerability is enough to lead her down a down a Dark, winding path she was never ready for or even wanting: Love, supernatural princes, and a crown turn out to be just the tip of the iceberg. What is there to do with a fate so cruel as to make someone Queen when they never wanted to be? and when the iceberg cracks what happens next?
The atmosphere was calm and the smell of rain was still fresh in the air. What remained of the rain had now turned into small icicles hanging off the few cars in the parking lot. It was dark and freezing but that didn't stop Simone from completing her mission. She was dead set on seeing her master plan to come to victory. "Simone I'm not too sure about this," Leah chattered out of nervousness. She had a habit of talking her way out of things in reckless situations. Simone locked eyes with Leah dark brown orbs. There was no way Simone was going to let her best friend bail out now. "Yes you do.
This douche cheated on you. You wanted revenge." Simone was a very head strong and impulsive person yet so was Leah. That was why putting them together was never a good idea. When Leah had explained her boyfriend cheated on her, Simone was already formulating a devious plan of revenge. She hated Leah's boyfriend from the very beginning and couldn't wait for the day to kick him out of their lives once and for all. Leah took a deep calming breath. "Yeah you're right. I'm just freezing my butt off." "Yeah, me too." They both crouched down behind a car. It was a quiet and clean part of the town, so they had to be careful. They knew getting caught was not an option. It just sucked that the office buildings were equipped with surveillance cameras. Kenneth, the cheating boyfriend, was yet again held up at his office. He had no idea Leah knew about his infidelity. That was going to be to their advantage in this situation. Leah stared off towards the building he worked in. "He's probably with some girl now." "He's the boss. That 'some girl' just wants a raise. Having him out of your life is honestly something to celebrate. Come on. We got some damage to do." Simone threw her sack of supplies over her shoulder and headed towards his polished mustang. He loved his car more than anything, and that was why this pay back was So sweet. Leah pulled out a key from her purse and started her intricate art design on the top of the car's hood. Simone tore open a bag of sugar and drained it into his gas tank, laughing like a maniac. Simone then took a step back after puncturing two of his tires. Leah carved numerous words describing the object of a slut all over the car. Simone clapped her hands in approval. "I think we out did ourselves this time." Leah felt a new-found glory after getting back at the dirt bag who broke her heart. She couldn't believe she wasted half a year with him. Simone grabbed two bats from her sack and handed Leah one. "Not quite yet." They both snickered in delight before positioning themselves on either side of the car. They counted down in sync. "One, two, three." The windows shattered to a million pieces and the custom detailed paint chipped. The alarm went off immediately. It was loud; there was no way Kenneth wouldn't hear it, hell, the whole block probably heard it. The dents on the car looked costly to fix, and they were counting on it. "I'm betting he'll cry." Simone could just imagine it and couldn't help but snicker to herself. Kenneth came down and out of the building in a matter of seconds. Leah and simone both grinned ear to ear as he approached. "What the hell happened here?" His shouted, taking in the view of his damaged car. "Would you believe us if I said the bat slipped?" They figured he was too busy holding in his tears to respond to Leah. Kenneth was gawking at his precious car, dumbfounded. Minutes later, Kenneth's face turned bright red with rage. "Why the hell would you do this to me, Leah?" Leah crossed her arms over her chest to gain better leverage. She understood his anger, but it didn't compare to the betrayal she felt. She also knew for a fact that he could easily afford a new car. "No. Why don't you tell me how you could cheat on me?" There was no reason for him to wander. Leah was a terrific girlfriend, or so she believed anyway. His eyes glazed over. "What are you talking about? I never cheated on you baby." So, he was going to play denial and stupid. Simone felt sick to her stomach. He was breaking down and acting all emotional. Damn, he was a good actor. "It's too bad your lies don't grow more brain cells. But brains aren't everything." Kenneth glared a simone, like a cat would a mouse. "You put her up to this, you're nothing but a little jealous whore." "You really should stop calling yourself that. I've already started to believe it." Simone wasn't scared of him, though he was stupid if he thought she would be. "Leah, baby, you can't let her break us up. We're more than that." A week ago, she would have believed him. They were perfect for each other, but she figured it wasn't good enough for him. He had cheated on her multiple times with numerous girls. His pleading made Jules roll her eyes and snort. "Simone didn't tell me anything. Jessica, your assistant, dropped me a hint after quitting on you. Remember her?" Kenneth knew he should have fired the little snitch a long time ago. "Look, let me explain." "Don't bother. We're through." Leah took the bat, flipping her hair, and turned to walk away. "The hell we are. What about my car?" "It looks so much better than before if you ask me," Simone chimed in. "I don't think we're going to have a problem with that. And if we do, I'm sure your boss won't mind hearing about how you shagged his wife." Leah had plenty of secrets on him that he wasn't aware of her even knowing. Kenneth's eyes grew scared. "How?" "Your little assistant was very informative, apparently there was a lot more to you than even I knew." Kenneth cursed. There was nothing he could do. There was no way he was going to lose his job. "Damn you both!" He yelled in frustration. "Is there an issue here," a fourth voice came from a cop walking out of the shadows. He was a patrol cop just doing his rounds. Keith bit his lip to keep from spilling and confessing to the cop. Leah raised her brow, daring Kenneth to say a word. "No. There's no problem here." Kenneth sounded defeated and exhausted. The cop gazed over the messed up car and wasn't sure what to think of it. "How did this happen exactly?" Keith answered reluctantly. "It happened last week. It was some stupid kids playing a prank." The cop nodded, giving them all the once over. "Alright. You all drive home safe." He left shortly after. Simone and Leah decided it was their time to go. "You're going to regret this, baby. I was the best you ever had." Kenneth was beyond delusional if he believed that. Simone almost puked with disgust. "Only you are dumb enough to believe that." Leah threw her arm over simone and walked away with more respect for herself than she had before. "Thanks for doing this with me." "Are you kidding? I've been waiting to can that jerk since the first day you introduced him to me, I thought he was a snake from the beginning but gave him the benefit of the doubt." Simone snorted. Leah's weak smile was hard for her to see. Simone knew all too well it felt being cheated on. "Hey," Simone bumped her side against her in hopes of getting Leah attention. "What are you thinking?" "I can't help but wonder, was it me. Did I do something wrong?" Leah was blaming herself. "No. Don't you dare? You did nothing wrong. You are a great person, and he was just a two faced liar. Kenneth doesn't deserve a person like you, you deserve so much better and more." Simone pulled her into a hug, and Leah instantly felt better. "Thanks Simone." She pulled away. "It's late. I better get going." "Yeah. I'll see you tomorrow." They both headed in the opposite directions inside the mall parking lot. It was the place they decided to meet at since it was only a block away from Kenneth's work. Looking around now at the sketchy empty lot, Simone was starting to think it may have been a bad idea. Simone pulled her thin coat a little tighter as the cold breeze hit her face. She was a few feet away from her car when she noticed a tall figure leaning against a black BMW. He was facing away from her, toward the deserted streets. She tried not to think much of it as she came closer to the mysterious figure. Her curiosity got the best of her, and she glanced up at his face. The parking lot was dark, but there were a few lights around the area. She could easily tell the man was very handsome. His jaw line was strong and demanding. His muscular arms were crossed over his broad chest and were lightly flexing through his thin, black V-neck shirt. She couldn't help admiring his body, but the fact that he was just in a shirt in the middle of December shocked her. He had to be freezing, but he was not showing any signs that he was. Strange, she thought. Glancing up, he was now looking in her direction. She quickly dropped her gaze to the keys in her hands and turned to face her car door. Just as she was placing the key in its slot, she heard footsteps coming towards her. "Hello," the man's voice was warm and silky. She gathered her courage to face the mysterious man, even though her instincts told her not to. He stood a foot taller than her 5 foot 6 inch frame. His dark sparkling blue- gray eyes were gazing down at her with intrigue. "Hi," she replied, admiring his gorgeous features up close. He looked unreal, like something out of a book. The colors of his eyes were something she had never known existed on a human. His beautiful lips turned into a breathtaking smile at the tone of her voice. He didn't say anything in return. He swept his eyes down her face, taking in her golden eyes, soft lips, and faintly pink cheeks. Her nose was red from the cold. She narrowed her eyes in suspicion. "Is there something you needed?" Simone maybe figured he might have had some kind of car problem, since he was out late and waiting in the blistering cold. "Actually, there is. What is your name?" His low voice spoke with ease. "My name is none of your business." He smirked at her comment and took a step closer. She wanted to step back, but her back was already pressed against her car. "Please, can you tell me your name?" He asked more politely. She didn't understand why he wanted her name, but she knew better than to give it to a stranger. He could be a killer. "Jessica." His eyes grew accusingly. "You're lying, love." She raised her brow, challenging him. "Am I?" He chuckled softly, and she found herself enjoying listening to his voice. He leaned in. His eyes now pleading, making his face look even more adorable and boyish, "Please tell me your name, beautiful lady?" Beautiful lady? Was this man for real? Simone shook her head in disbelief because his pleading pulled her in, and she told him. "Simone." His eyes grew warm as he took in her name. "That's a very intriguing name." "Thanks." She turned to her door to escape his stare. "Simone?" His voice went silky, like he wanted something. Nothing in his tone made her think he was a threat. "Yes, stranger?" "You shouldn't be out by yourself this late at night." She had to look back to see what kind of expression was on his face. She was excellent at reading people and smiled when he seemed to look sincere. "I can take care of myself, but thanks, any way..." "Damien." He replied. "Damien," she repeated. "The name suits you." He raised his brow in a questioning, curious fashion. "How so?" "Might sound weird, but you look like an old soul to me; like you might have seen a lot. Damien isn't used that much anymore. It's a nice name, though." Damien chuckled and shook his head, staring at Simone with what seemed to be fascination. "You're special." "That's what guys say to girls when they want to get in their pants. But that won't be happening here, good sir." He laughed, and she could feel his breath on her neck. She wasn't scared of him; after all, she still had her bat in her backpack. "I like you, Simone," he said as he trailed his nose down her neck, making her shiver a bit. She didn't know what to say, and she didn't seem to have the will power to move. She couldn't explain it, but it felt like some sort of force was holding her captive. Her body in explicitly went limp, and she blacked out as fear crawled into the ripples of her brain.
"I am flawed in every way possible," she said. "Good, I never asked for perfection," he replied immediately. When Sapphire Conrad, the wayward daughter of the Conrad Family, was called back to New York after running away from home to Gisborne, she only had a plan. Appear at the mansion, listen to whatever nonsense she had to say and say no to it, put up a strong font, then go back to her kids in Gisborne. Using her energy while trying to get revenge on all of them is a total waste of time even though they deserved to be trampled upon for what they did to her. It sounds like an easy enough plan until she got there and was asked to get into a marriage of convenience. Staying at New York was risky, she would be forced to face her ex-fiance who she had a nine years relationship with, the ex-best friend who snatched her fiance, her sister and mother who hate her with passion, and the list was longer than just that. But she couldn't leave her twin brother who is in danger there and there is this tiny little fact that Mr. Alexander Antonio Aldine, the CEO of Triple A Group definitely won't let her go.
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called “sister”. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, “Never!”