After the death of her parents, Naya lived with her aunt, who maltreated her. She endured all pains, and hoped for a change. She was sold out, to become a maid at the palace. As time went on, she began to serve the Alpha. She became a threat to Diva, the mistress, who always wanted to see her suffer or be dead, whenever she gets a chance. Along the line, she is tagged as a whore, being that alpha had a fight with his friend, whom he never quarreled with. Rumors were spread that she was dating the alpha. She felt attached to Alpha Rohan, but doesn't want to, as she is just a maid. She was heartbroken when she saw alpha under the sheets with Diva. All sort of emotions swelled in her heart. Alpha did not understand why his heart was clenching in pain and guilt. She tries to avoid the alpha, but it seems like fate never agrees with her. They fell in love with each other, and admitted that they feel for each other. Diva was not happy and wanted to kill her. Her plans were abortive, and it was known all over that Naya was alpha Rohan's long lost Luna. He finally found happiness, as Luna bore him an heir.
"Naya!" A voice screamed.
Naya who is currently washing dishes at the backyard tremble the moment she heard the voice
she recognized belongs to her aunt.
Naya is an eighteen year old lady. She is the real definition of beauty. She has long dark hair
that stopped at her back any moment she let it down, her beautiful tone skin radiate like the
early morning sun, a stare into her ocean eyes is all it takes for you to drown there forever.
Naya was just fifteen years of age when she lost her parents to the war that happened between
their packs and another pack. The war lasted for five months and it claimed both lives and
properties. It was unfortunate for little naya to have lost her parents to the unfortunate incident.
After the death of her parents, naya retorted to living with her aunt (kihara). Kihara has done
nothing but make life miserable for her ever since she started living with her and sometimes,
Naya prays for death to come take her because the suffering is too much.
"You are still doing the dishes!" Kihara thundered the moment she entered the backyard and
met Naya still doing the dishes.
"I...I...I just finished cleaning the house aunty," she stuttered.
"So? For you to clean the house, cook and get water from the river for us to use for our needs
has become a hard job that you can't do within an hour?" She demanded rolling her eyes in her
socket.
"No, I... she was interrupted by a heavy slap that landed on her cheek from her aunt.
A tear rolled out of her eyes as the pain from the slap hitted her, she could feel her skin getting
red already.
"I will deal with you today,"kihara promised.
She dashed into the house and soon returned with a whip which she started lashing Naya
mercilessly.
"Aunt I'm sorry! Please!" Naya begged as the cane landed on her body, each spot where it
landed getting red.
Kihara stopped beating her after a while. She glared at Naya that was wincing in pain on the
floor.
"Now, follow me," she ordered.
Naya immediately stood up, tears kept flowing down her cheeks as she stared at her skin that
had become red from the beating, she sustained some injuries from the beating already.
She cleaned her face with the back of her hand and without wasting much time, she dashed into
the house knowing fully well that one second late into the house would spell doom for her.
She met Kihara in the parlor, her leg crossed as she focused on whatever she was pressing on
her phone.
"I'm here aunt," Naya announced her presence.
Kihara dropped her phone on the table in front of her as she focused her hard glare on Naya.
"Have you cooked?" She asked.
"Yes," Naya replied.
"You mean you have also cleaned the house?" She asked again.
"Yes ma," Naya replied.
Kihara bites down on her lips wondering what she could use to lash out at her.
"Then why did you use your head to think that you haven't fetched water?" She questioned
glaring at her.
"I'm sorry aunt," Kihara bowed.
"Don't tender stupid apology for me, foolish girl!" she shouted at her.
"Go to the river and ensure you fill all the empty bowl and drums tonight," Kihara stated.
"But aunt is late," Naya muttered under her breath.
"What did you just say?" Kihara asked, bringing down her crossed legs as she made to stand
up.
"Nothing, I will soon be back aunt," Naya replied.
She rushed you out of the parlor before kihara would descend on her.
Kihara stepped out of the house with the big bowl she often used in her hand. She stared at the
dark night and a deep sigh left her mouth. She shivered immediately, as the cold breeze made
contact with her skin.
"Nothing will happen, I can't die yet, no matter what," she muttered to herself confidently.
She murmured a song as she walked towards the river.
In no time, she got to the river, she fetched the water into her bowl and headed towards the
house.
It was so dark and quiet outside and it was just like she is the only person still outside as she
didn't meet anyone both on her way going or coming back from the river.
She didn't feel much cold or alone since she was singing and fetching the water.
Naya's face lightened up when she fetched the tenth water and she realized it remained just a
visit to the river for the drum to be full.
She hastened up her steps as she made her way to the river, she got to the river and after
fetching the water she wanted she headed back to her house still Singing.
"Finally, I got you," a deep masculine voice said in front of her.
Naya's heart skipped multiple beats the moment she heard the voice and the first thing that
crossed her mind was that it might be spirits from the forest.
Naya closed her eyes, she held tight to her bowl and continue her journey because she once
heard that "people don't look at spirits or they will be killed,"
"Mrs," she felt a cold tap on her shoulder and she let go of the bowl on her head as she let out a
wild scream.
"What? I didn't do anything," the deep but calm voice giggled.
It was then Kihara raised her head up to stare at him. A sharp gasp left her mouth the moment
she saw the person in front of her.
She stared at him from his well carved brow to his pouty pink lips,his bright eyes that shone
despite the darkness.
"He is so cute!" Her wolf whispered.
"Hey!" The guy waved at her, snapping her out of her reverie.
Kihara cleared her throat in embarrassment. She stared at the guy for the last time and bent
down to pick her bowl before starting to head home.
"
In the bustling streets of a modern metropolis, Eyre Cheshire, an investigative journalist finds herself entangled in a web-ful world of criminal masterminds and gang lords. When a young high-profile businessman helps her with a story and they become interested in each other but hides his true identity as the son of a Mafia boss, Eyre must navigate through a labyrinth of clues and hidden motives to uncover the truth. As the body count and disappearances rises and the stakes escalate, she races against time to break the wheel of organized crime in her city before it takes everyone past the tipping point. With her own love life interrupting her investigation and her emotions for this young man intruding every step of the way, Eyre must confront her deepest fears, test the strength of her love and outsmart a cunning adversary in this gripping psychological mafia romance.
Young orphan werewolf, Lyra, leaves her pack after getting her heart broken by the new alpha, Glen, her lifelong friend… in pursuit of a quiet human life. But fate says otherwise, she discovers she is pregnant with the alpha's children but doesn't contact him. She meets a funny human male whom she's willing to spend the rest of her life with and who loves her children like they are his own. But the past comes calling years later, when the Alpha's mate cheats on him and his sick father keeps asking for Lyra, he tracks her down and summons her back but she refuses. The Alpha's orchestrates her kidnapping and when they meet again he feels the mate bond between the two of them, realizing Lyra is his second chance mate, he tries to make her his Luna but the pain he caused her when he broke her heart, coupled with the fact that she had a werewolf shaman block her mate bond senses with aconite and that had found new love in her human husband and children, she couldn't feel and or recognize that bond. Lyra fights for her independence, facing old friends, and Glen fights to take his mate, going after Lyra's new found family and friends, even without knowing he was harming his blood. Utah has been behind every misfortune that has occurred to the Buckwills in his search to remove weak leadership and find a leader worthy to be Alpha of the Highblood pack. His plots have been the force that sets chaos in motion. Blood is spilled, war erupts and wills are tested. It gets bigger than the pack, it gets bigger than family.
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.