Andrea woken by a noise thought it is her parents fighting. But she doesn't know that is the night her life would turn around. In a short period of time she finds out her parent aren't her real parent and she is a hybrid without having knowledge of it. Thinking of the possibilities of being a hybrid and not being aware, her guardian Donald helps her understand why and how possible it is. She vows that her parents wouldn't die for nothing and she also swore to avenge their death even if it means losing her life to achieve that. Whilst planning that, she becomes a tool for a secret organization where she carries out missions with her partner Dylan. She falls in love with Dylan and they both planned to escape together. She used their mission as a way to find out who her real parents are and why they gave her out to be raised by people who poised to be her parent. Seeking for revenge she vows to be the end of that secret organization so they would stop making people's life a living hell.
Akira's POV
This is one of the days I regret being born. Ever hate your existence? I hate mine. As far back as my memory could take me, all I remember is being maltreated and belonging to no one at all. No family, no siblings and no friends. Just some lowly dirty omega no one wants to associate with. Other girls my age usually have a best friend to help them feel better, but then there's me; the cursed omega everyone hates.
I was instantly brought back to reality by the sting of my master's whip on my back. I crawled forward in so much pain trying to escape the agony but it felt like an impossible task. I cared less about how the ground was dirty and the only thing on my mind was to escape this cursed life.
I looked up to him, my eyes pleading for mercy but his anger was obvious and I wonder what exactly my offense was this time. He had a cruel smirk on his face as he towered over my weak body deriving joy in what he did.
"You useless wretch! You are of no use to me!" he spat. His saliva splattering all over my face but that wasn't a problem to me. I was used to it already and the only thing I wanted to stop was the whipping.
"You made my guest make fun of me for having a weak slave that can barely get anything done without messing it up." he continued with another whip landing on my back again. I felt so weak due to the wolfsbane laced on the whip he used to inflict pain on me. He ensured he always had his whip laced with wolfsbane so that my injuries would not heal fast.
"I should sell you to someone who would keep you in check. Maybe, just maybe you might be better." he spat again and all I could do was whimper in pain. Nothing he said mattered at the time because my body was already too weak from the pain I felt all over.
While the whole drama was going on, my stomach growled. 'Not again' I muttered under my breath. My master has denied me food for about three days and I barely survived on just water till this present second.
"What was that?" he asked, hearing the sound of my stomach non-stop growling.
"Nothing Sire." I responded hastily before he had the chance to whip me again. At this point, I doubted if I could take any more whipping.
He raised his hands up like he was going to whip me and I whimpered in fright and stayed as still as I could, trying so hard not to provoke my master.
The minute I thought he wasn't going to whip me, I felt a very loud thud on my back and I moaned in agony. I lacked the strength to sob and the only thing I was left with were mere prayers to the moon goddess.
"This is very exciting, do you like it?" he asked me, smiling so wide.
I shook my head from feeling so much anguish, he went on dragging me and whipping me. He did as he liked and I just remained there hoping for a rescue. He had me dragged around with my back filled with so much cut as I bled from the injuries I obtained.
I noticed my master suddenly came to a halt which led me to look up slowly. My eyes met with that of the alpha supreme. I suddenly felt an electrifying connection between myself and the alpha supreme and I wondered if he felt it too.
Octavia watched her entire pack and parents get killed by the BlackWood Pack. As she watched her parents breath their last breath, she swore that she would avenge their death. Little did she know that her fate is intertwined with her parent's killer. Destiny and fate play a trick on her as she seeks revenge...
Andrès was accused of murdering his boss. The boss of the company he and his wife works for. He was shocked by the accusation and betrayal of his wife and best friend but there was nothing he could do to prove his innocence because the CCTV footage in his boss’ office caught him serving his boss the tea that was spiked. He was tired in court and was given a life sentence for the murder of his boss’ death. Eventually, fate was on his side and he got out earlier than he ever imagined. Upon his return, he found out that his wife got married to his best friend. Driven by rage, he began working for a cartel and soon climbed the ladder, becoming the most ruthless Mafia boss. To some people, he is legendary and a ghost lord. With vengeance in his heart, he is out for blood. Go with me on this journey, to know what happens in this twisted triangle… Will ya?
⚠️ WARNING!⚠️ This book contains mature contents,vulgar words,violence,toxicity, and age gap differences, which may be triggering to some readers. ---- He added a second finger into her pussy and she let out a muffled moan."You sure you don't want this?Your pretty little pussy seem to be betraying your words", She gripped the edge of the counter and shut her eyes tight,managing through gritted teeth."I hate you,murderer", His jaw hardened and he stopped his movements with his fingers inside her."Say it again", She wanted his fingers to move in her so badly,as pathetic as it may sound.She gritted her teeth again and let out."I said I hate you,murderer!I wish you would just die and-ahh!",She yelped the minute his fingers left her panties and grabbed her to bend her over his knees as he sat on the tall stool there."What are-ahh!",She yelped when his palm made a harsh contact with her bare ass. "Count!",He growled.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
After two years of marriage, Kristian dropped a bombshell. "She's back. Let's get divorced. Name your price." Freya didn't argue. She just smiled and made her demands. "I want your most expensive supercar." "Okay." "The villa on the outskirts." "Sure." "And half of the billions we made together." Kristian froze. "Come again?" He thought she was ordinary—but Freya was the genius behind their fortune. And now that she'd gone, he'd do anything to win her back.
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.
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.