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Flora opened her eyes, blinking it to adjust it according to the light. She tried to sit up, but felt her body really weak. A sharp pain shot in her head. "Ahhh." She held her head. She could feel her head wrapped with the bandage. Then suddenly whatever happened came rushing in her head. "My baby." she immediately removed the duvet away from her and looked at her stomach. She could feel pain in her abdomen. "Flora?" She immediately looked up to find Leo standing looking at her with warm eyes. He was happy, after like 15 hours she finally woke up from her deep slumber. "How are you baby? Are you feeling any pain?" He asked being concerned. He touched her head, to check her temperature, but Flora jerked his hand away.
FLORA KINGSTON
"Mom your veil?" I reminded my mom Emma Kingston, opps now Emma Di Vaio. Yes, you all heard it right my mumma is getting married. First let me introduce myself. So, Hello I'm Flora Kingston and I'm 17 years old.
When I was 12 my buddy, my life, my father James Kingston left us in a horrifying accident. That day was our worst day in our entire life. My mom was totally devastated, and on the other side I couldn't even believe that my buddy had left me, just like that. We all didn't even wished him a last goodbye. He was coming back from Rome after some business, but got caught in an accident.
After my buddy's death mom started working as a nurse in a hospital, to sustain our lives. Mumma would smile infront of me, would encourage me, but deep down I know she was sad, she was depressed. At night I could hear her crying and hearing her cry, I would also start crying as I couldn't control my emotions.
I used to sit in the balcony and would talk to my imaginery buddy. What can we say I was just 12 at that time. I was too childish, well still I am, anyways.
My mumma told me that she found someone while working in the hospital. She was actually looking after patients when she met this man Dylan Di Vaio. First she wasn't interested in him, but as the time passed she started developing feelings for him. When I was 16, she told me that she's dating someone. First I was totally pissed at her, like how can she forget my buddy that easily, and then I used to ignore her. But after sometimes I became even more mature and understood that its her life and she can do whatever she wants to. Instead of being angry with her, I should be happy that mumma finally found someone, who can love her, can care for her, just like buddy. But I also know that no one can take take place in my life.
"Oh my god, Flora, get ready fast. Its almost time." I soon came out of my la la land, when mumma scolded me for not being ready, till now. I looked at myself and was still wearing a loose T-shirt and jeans, well its my style.
I smiled at her and hurriedly went inside to an another room, to get ready. I immediately took a shower and dried myself. I looked at my dress which mumma had selected for me. it was a beautiful silk gown, which had beautifully stitched down till my toe. I really love my mumma's dressing sense, she should had been a famous designer instead. I immediately did a soft makeup and by soft makeup I mean eyeliner, baby-pink lipstick and blush, That's it. I'm not much big fan of makeup, as I really love to enhance my nautral beauty. I then came out to found that mumma was ready to go to the aisle. I immediately ran towards her and started walking beside her. I was so happy and nervous at the same time.
Soon we came to the aisle, it looked so beautiful. i also wished to be married like this. I was looking around dreamily that didn't noticed where I was walking. I suddenly kept my foot on my own dress stumbling forward, but maintained my posture immediately from falling down and embarassing myself.
Mumma stood infront of my soon to be step-father. I smiled looking at them. Looking at him, I remebered my buddy, that how he used to tease mumma, how he used to give her morning kisses, how he used to care for her. I really miss my buddy.
Soon rituals finished and the priest announced them as husband and wife. All the guests clapped and congratulated them, well mostly guest were from Dylan's side as we really don't have that much of relatives here. When I was 10 we shifted to Italy. Before that we used to live in Thailand. So, My birth place is Thailand, but poor me I don't know how to speak my native language and also I don't know Italian. I just know the basics as I'm still learning all these.
Soon the party started and I went to Mumma. She kissed my temper and smiled at me.
"I want to introduce you with someone." she said, I looked at her with furrowed brows. She and Dylan both smiled at me and called someone whose back was facing us. He looked like a well built man. He was busy talking with someone on his phone so, when he heard Dylan's voice he immediately hung the call and turned around.
The moment he turned I gasped. Oh my god, he's so handsome. He had a face of greek god, with perfect jaw, pink lips. He walked towards us eyeing me. Me??
Why was he looking at me???
The moment he came near us, then only I noticed our height difference. He was so tall that I only reached till his chest. God, why I'm so short??
"Son meet your step-sister Flora Kingston now as Flora Di Vaio." Dylan introduced him to me. Step-sister?? Oh so, he's my brother. Yay, I'm so happy. I always wanted a brother for me. Now we can play, talk, tease each other and will fight sometimes as well. Oh gosh how stupid of me to think like this, I'm not a child anymore. And also looking at him I can say that he's probably much-much older than me.
"Hello, I'm Lucifer Di Vaio." he said while eyeing me with some unknown expression, which I couldn't read. I smiled at him and forwarded my hand for a shake. For some seconds he looked at my hand as if I was an alien, but slowly took it into his large, veiny hand. His hand were so rough infront of mine. He squished my hand and smirked.
I did felt uneasy but shrugged it off, as he might be a little uncomfortable infront of me. Of course he may not be bold like me, huh !! I mentally flipped my hairs, sassily.
"Flora, now you and your mom are gonna live with us." said Dylan. I immediately snatched my hand away from Lucifer as he wasn't letting it go. After removing my hand from his grip, he looked at me with dark orbs, but I ignored him and looked at Dylan.
"Are you comfortable living with us princess?" Dylan asked.
"Of course I'm happy, and also my buddy taught me that no matter what happens always be happy with whatever you get." I told him with a soft smile on my face. He also smiled back at me.
"Who is this buddy?" suddenly we heard a hoarse, manly voice from behind. I turned around to find Lucifer looking at me with anger filled eyes. Why is he angry??
"Ahhh buddy was her father, she used to call him buddy." Mumma explained, making him sigh and looked at me with some unknown expression. Why is it so hard to read him??
After our talk Mumma and Dylan went for the cake cutting ceremony. I stood beside them and cheered for them. They were laughing looking at each other. Dylan intentionally applied cake on mumma's face, making her glare at him. I giggled looking at his childishness. I'm so happy for mumma, its been so long when I've seen her laughing like this.
I was enjoying the party, but for the whole time I felt somone's heated eyes on me. It felt like it was digging holes in my body. The gaze was so powerful. I looked around, but couldn't find anyone. I shivered feeling that the gaze was still on me. It felt like I was standing naked.
Soon it was time for Mumma and me to go in our new house. Our things will be shifted there by tomorrow. I'm kinda sad leaving my old house as I had so many memories, with my buddy, in that house. But I can't tell this to mumma, as I don't wanna spoil her mood.
Dylan and mumma sat in the same car and me and Lucifer sat in the same car and drove to their house. Hope I fit in this new life style of theirs.
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You woke up with a jerk. You sat up on the bed, breathing like crazy, sweat breads were falling down from your head. You were totally petrified. Immediately all the events that happened yesterday night came into your head flashing. So, it wasn't a nightmare?? You stood up from the bed and ran towards the door. You started banging on it. "Open the door. Fucking open it bastard. I'll kill you. H-How dare you hurt my J-Jimin." You were banging on the door like a madwoman, whereas tears kept streaming down your eyes. You were desperate to know whether Jimin, Namjoon and Taehyung are okay or not. You were praying internally that they all were fine, safe and sound. "Fucking open the door." Now you were being too impatient. You fell on the ground crying. You ruffled your hairs being frustrated. On the other hand Jungkook stood out of the door, keeping his hands inside his pocket.
Y/n gasped upon noticing him walking to the door. He locked the door and turned around with an evil smirk. Y/n immediately stood up in horror. "W-Why did you locked the door?" she said while backing away. Jungkook didn't gave a damn to her cry and continued stalking towards her. Y/n was now panicking, when she noticed him getting closer. She ran to the door and was about to open it, but he grabbed her through her waist and throwed her on the ground. She cried in pain. Suddenly he hovered over her, making her panic. "W-What a-are you doing?? Get a-away from me." "Shhh, stop struggling and let me show you the practical of what I've taught you yesterday."
Fuck." He cursed upon seeing her. He stomped towards her and grabbed her hairs in a tight grip. "Aren't you happy?? A dirty pig like you, dreamt to marry a handsome, billionaire like me. Hell I would never marry a dirt like you. Have you ever looked at your face?? So ugly. You literally destroyed my life, by marrying me." He couldn't ignore his anger, and banged her head on the mirror, shattering it into pieces. "Ahhh." Y/n felt her head spinning. Blood started coming out of her head. It was a small cut, but still pained like hell. But Taehyung didn't felt any guilt upon hurting her. He pushed her on the floor. "Get this thing inside your head, You're not my wife and never will be. You're just a dirty doll, to show the world, that I've married you. You're only my wife for outer world. But not for me. And never ever show this ugly face of yours. Because I hate ugly things, and doesn't want them in my life, so as you my wife. Now get out."
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
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.
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.
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"