After Melissa destroyed the Dante pack, she wasn't expecting any spoil of war, but she was able to get herself a submissive slave husband, not just any man, a man possessing the bloodline of Dante, and yet to awaken his bloodline. Love bloom, but doom is groom, subjecting Romeo to the sins of his family, making him go through pains and unbearable hardship didn't heal the wounded part of Melissa, but only made her fall in love with him. "Mate" Melissa's wolf called out to Dante suddenly, Melissa eyes widened in shock, it was too late, Romeo hated her, and wish nothing to do with her, but to run far away from a demon who enjoys hearing his wails and enjoys torturing him. when Melissa discovered that Dante family were not the one who were responsible for her parents, will she be able to make Romeo love her back, or the love will remain a one sided story? will he return his love after the guilt he have bear were never his to bear.
A loud wail echoed, followed by heavy footfalls, a man with blonde hair and blue eyes led eight sturdy men behind him towards a double door edge.
His neck revealed partly a dragon tattoo, he pulled the door open, revealing an old man who stood before a young lady with an expressionless face.
The lady glanced at the intruders briefly, they bow their heads towards her.
"It is done," the man with blonde hair and blue eyes said.
"thank you, David" the lady is Melissa, the leader of the rogue pack of NY city, she looked at the old man standing before her, the man is tall and slender, with a straight face, and he wore an unreadable facial expression, he stood nonchalantly like someone who couldn't be tempered by the world.
"Old Dante, have the Dante family become so weak, that you can't even defend yourself against a rogue pack, I wasn't expecting an easy victory" Melissa taunted.
The old man squinted his eyes slightly then shut his eyes and maintained his expressionless face, Melissa's eyes darkened.
"talk to me!" she roared, her eyes turning red, and her fangs shot out, revealing a part of her, her half-wolf form, David and the eight sturdy men he led bowed and fell on their knees.
Old Dante remained standing unaffected by her outburst, Melissa suppressed her anger and drew out a sword "I am not in a hurry, I would have to torture you slowly and make sure you have no pride in you, left, then I will kill you, just the way you ended my parent's life" she said with a treacherous smile plastered on her face.
Old Dante narrowed his eyes at her "who are you?" Those are the only words that have come out of his mouth for the past three hours since the Moon pack house was invaded by the rogue pack, and his chambers were besieged.
Melissa wore a smile that didn't reach the eyes, she removed the hood hiding her face, revealing a clown mask "is there a need for me to show my face, I was young when you invaded my home and murdered my entire family, I am here to seek for revenge, all the Dante bloodline will be killed with my claws" she vowed with a maniac look on her face.
"Oh!" Old Dante responded, and he stood quietly, looking unaffected by what was going on around him, Melissa had enough of the prideful old man, she stretched out her sword, ready to detach his head.
"This is for my family, and justice for all the packs you have destroyed, and all the lives you have taken" she recited.
"little girl, the world of the werewolves isn't about justice and law, is about myth and the rule of the strong, there is no room for vengeance, it is who draws the first blood and who will live to survive and tell the story" Old Dante responded nonchalantly.
Melissa paused briefly and stared at the old man's face, age has taken a toll on him, his white eyebrows and his wrinkled face, coupled with his white beard, despite this, Old Dante was still a handsome old man.
Melissa let out a dry laugh, her eyes bloodshot "you could say that just because you ain't the one who lost the ones you love, because you ain't the one who was living out in the cold without a shelter, because you ain't the one who go about begging for a daily meal!" she yelled at him.
Old Dante's lips curved upward and he swept his gaze around "you won't be able to heal even if you murder all the Dantes, the more blood you draw, the more you become just like us, a day will come, you will regret all you have done, and it will be too late, you will realise all you think you know, are not knowledge, but reasons to keep killing..." Old Dante narrowed her eyes at Melissa "you are just like the Dantes, who kill for fun"
Melissa's face hardened, she swung her arm holding a whip and lashed at Old Dante.
The whip landed at Old Dante's arm, peeling his flesh, a bloody mark appeared but it healed faster, "I will never be like the Dantes, I am here to be the law and principles that the NY werewolves will live with, there won't be senseless murdering of our kinds, and subjugation of the weak" Melissa proclaimed right before his face.
"good luck with that" Old Dante replied dryly, and shut his eyes, no matter what Melissa did, he didn't even give a slight reaction.
"What a stubborn old man, I will make sure I torture you till you beg me to kill you, take him away" she ordered David, David stood on his feet with the sturdy men accompanying him to drag Old Dante away.
"No, please don't hurt my grandfather" a voice shouted, and a handsome young man rushed out from a secret passage, Old Dante opened his eyes and glanced at him "I warned you not to come out, why did you disobey me, Romeo?" Old Dante questioned the handsome young man.
Romeo pursed his lips "Dad, why are they taking you away? did you offend them?" he asked fearfully, he didn't like the way the intruders were looking at him murderously, his heartbeats quickened.
Melissa swept her gaze all over him, he is the most handsome man she has ever seen, and she was surprised that she couldn't even smell his scent, how could a Dante bloodline be human and also naive? this question piqued her interest.
"Please, don't take my grandfather, I will do anything you want him to do, he is too old and can't be of any use to you" Romeo proposed ignorantly.
Melissa glanced at Old Dante but she was disappointed that the old man still wore an expressionless face "really?".
Romeo nodded fervently "then be my slave husband in exchange for your grandfather's life" Melissa proposed daringly.
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
After three years of loveless marriage, Kira was slapped with divorce papers. She has shown him her unrequited love throughout her entire marriage with him, but he decided to turn blind eyes all because of his lover. Distraught and heartbroken, Kira choose to sign the divorce papers with bitter heart. But then and there, she promised herself that when she's back, he will come crawling to her, but she will make him pay for hurting her. Join Kira as she transform to a wealthy heiress and soared as the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar empire, a remarkable healer and make her ex-husband pay!
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
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.
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.