She met him as a child, he raised her like his daughter...until she fall in love with him. She was the princess of a kingdom, betrothed to another strong king. He was a young priest, swore to only love god and never touch or even think about any woman. Will he be able to resist that love and temptation, and stop himself from doing the greatest sin? Did she ever get the love she wanted? Or will she be trapped in a loveless marriage? And will society ever let them two together or the pure love will be treated as a sin? •••••• I chuckled hearing his answer, he was talking like a possessed man, without any emotion. I already knew I was going to get rejected by him, but still, I tried... He is a priest after all and had years of experience in resisting seduction. What was I even thinking when I decided to tell him my feelings? " Sure Father, I won't get late", I replied and turned around as I get the worst idea of my life. I can't be more shameless, can I? It's all worth it though...for him, I have no shame. My heart was pounding, and my whole body was shivering because of fear. Was I really going to do this? Hell, yes. The soft silk gown fell from my body when I removed it. My long golden-brown hair was hiding my back but still, it was outrageous to stand naked in front of another man, and it was even more sinful if that man is your father! I saw his lascivious gaze when I turned around after sitting in the bathtub. The rose petals were hiding my body, but my bare shoulder was still visible. It wasn't even allowed for me to reveal my full face to anyone, but here I am, naked in front of a priest. I tilted my head, smirking at his darkened gaze, " Oh, I thought you left...do you want to join me, Father? The water is still warm..." " Stop this madness Xenia, it's enough.", He grumbled, glaring at me... resisting me. But his eyes, it said it all he was trying to deny. I smirked, " It's not enough, not yet...I know you want it, the way you are looking at me now..." " It's wrong." " So you are not denying that you are thinking something immoral for me?" I asked, smirking, and slowly removed those rose petals from my hands. My entire body was on the show for his eyes now, clear, bare...waiting for him to devour like some forbidden fruit. As his eyes took me in, the cold silver cross around his palm turned red. Blood, dripped down his hand as he was taking deep breaths with a clenched jaw...his darkened ocean eyes were still on my bare body but he hadn't taken a single step to come towards me. He could do whatever he want with me, I was wet, nacked...helpless, begging for him to love me..fuck me, use me as he pleased, but there he was, standing like a statue, just staring at me. Never in my life, I'd begged like this before. I am the only heir of this kingdom, the future queen. But I begged for a man's love like a vagrant. And the worst part is, I could gladly beg like this my entire life as long as he wants me to.
5 years ago,
Nicholas p.o.v.
" Father, the cart has arrived"
Ronald, the young servant boy, informed me. He was so excited since the day he found out that princess Alexa was coming here to live with us.
The way he was taking deep breaths, I knew he was coming here running like a horse. How many times I had warned him not to do it...
" If you keep running here like this, then one day these stairs are going to break into pieces"
I scolded him, putting the documents and letter aside. There was so much work at this time of year. Winter was coming, and I didn't think there was enough food for the people here...
" Then why don't you renovate this old tower or leave it... come stay with us in the church."
" I like it here in solace"
He rolled his eyes at me after hearing my reply. When was he going to act mature?
After putting everything aside, we walked towards the entrance of the church. The Royal guards were roaming here and there, controlling the people who were excited to see only one glance of the future queen.
She will be the one to bring this kingdom's prosperity back... The hundred years old hatred and rivalry between the two kingdoms will turn into friendship and alliance, the brutal deaths of soldiers and the starvation of people will stop, and the kingdom can become strong again.
And this all depended on this one thirteen years old child. How will she manage that much burden? Even I was afraid when I had to just guide her to that path...
" Princess" I kneel when she came and stood in front of me.
Even after seven years, bowing in front of anyone still feels so weird. However she was the second person, before her there was only one king in front of him I bowed; my half-uncle...but still, it felt so strange.
She was wearing a golden cloak and her face was hidden inside that hood. Poor child, I wondered how she could walk like this...
The king and queen must have a strong heart to leave her only daughter here in church for that long time...
Everyone stood up again when she nodded her head to acknowledge us. We returned inside, and then those big gates closed, leaving every royal guard and public outside.
I chuckled when I caught her peeking outside from her hood. She must have wanted to see this beautiful place.
" You can remove it if you like, princess"
I said when she again tried to peep outside from her hood.
" I didn't allow to..." She replied and stop at her place.
" I know commoners are not allowed to see your face but here, every child is the same, there is no princess and no ordinary... You are like the others here"
I explained while kneeling in front of her because I heard her sniffing. Was she crying? I thought. Perhaps she was missing her home...
" So, can I remove the hood? " She asked, wiping her tears.
" Yes you can, so what is your name, princess?"
I asked, although I know her name was Alexa still, I asked because kids like to introduce themselves, maybe she will feel like a normal kid like this...
" Xenia Alexandrovna, but everyone calls me Princess Alexa."
She replied and removed her hood. Xenia... I didn't know it, Probably no one in the kingdom knew her real name... They should have at least told the real name of our future queen.
" So Xenia, do you want to meet others? They would like to be your friends"
She nodded her head, and we started walking inside the church.
Her golden-brown hairs reminded me of Samara, her big blue eyes were like mine... If Samara and I had a daughter, then probably she would have looked like her...Perhaps they both could have become friends, but again, if Samara and my unborn child were still alive, then I will not be here.
It's been eight years since she was killed, seven years since I took celibacy...I was just twenty-one when I became a priest. People used to say that I am too young to be a priest, too immature. And now, after seven years...at the age of twenty-eight, I still heard that same thing. But it does not bother me anymore.
I became a priest to find peace but didn't find it yet. Perhaps this was fate, that brought me here, so I could help the princess, and she could become a strong and intelligent future queen. However, my only work was to teach her the bible and guide her on god's path, but I will also teach her to read and use a sword. I knew it wasn't allowed for women but after what had happened with Samara, I believed every woman should learn to fight, so she can protect herself.
I glanced at the little afraid girl, walking beside me. Maybe this was my second chance to become a father...
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.
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.
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust.
Arya stealthily walks towards her boyfriend's room in the middle of her room with a cake in her hand – it's his birthday, and she wants to make sure she is the first person to wish him a happy birthday. Arya, believing her presence is going to be the only surprise, is met with a bigger shock when she finds her boyfriend in bed with not just any other woman, but her stepsister. When Arya's family gives her the ultimate betrayal by being on the side of her stepsister and arranging a quick marriage with the son of a bankrupt businessman for their selfish benefit, she is left with nothing but the broken pieces of her heart to mend, she is let in on a secret being kept by her husband, and things start to fall into place. When her family turns around and tries to convince her to do their bidding, Arya makes sure to exact her revenge on every one of them. But her family is not one to give up on what they want, and they will do anything to get Arya's husband on their side – including putting Arya's life on the line.
“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.