I had my world; it was almost nothing but it was all I had. One day there was something new in my little world, Danny became everything to me, but in a single instant I lost everything I had. I met Danny on a dating site, and as we got to know each other I identified more and more with this beautiful, destroyed boy. It wasn't long before I was completely in love with him, I would do anything to keep my boy safe, kill whoever I needed to kill to keep him safe. But when the rest of my little world collapsed, Danny was eventually swallowed up, I had nothing left, there was no reason to live anymore, him being around me made him swallowed up. I was ready to give up my life when a woman, the personification of evil offered me a choice.
Tragic. That's the only word to define those days, when I fell from paradise and was cast into hell as Lucifer. When my love was ripped from me without warning or mercy and carried away.
My name is Anthony but my friends have always called me Tony, and at the beginning of it all I lived with my mother Jessica. My mother was divorced and did her best to provide a good education for me, as well as keeping the house afloat, even though it cost her everything she did what she could. I have always been grateful for this, although I miss my father sometimes, especially when I started to doubt my sexuality. These are usually matters between father and son, no? "That talk," or how a boy's body starts to change in adolescence.
After a long time and a few relationships, I was able to understand that I liked men, but I didn't want everyone to know. After all, young men can be cruel. And how cruel they are.
When I was 17 years old my friends would comment on some dating sites, but always with a tone of "maybe you can't die alone huh", this made me a little irritated so I always ignored them. But they were right, no matter how hard I tried I couldn't fall in love, I could have a relationship but I always felt extremely empty, as if something was missing inside me. I tried to fill it with everything I could, like sex or casual encounters with men that honestly were not even worth the effort of leaving my precious house. But that's life, some people just aren't meant to love.
One day during break I was walking through the halls when my friend Sarah came running up to me, with a beaming smile.
"Hey Tony, I have some news!"
"Don't tell me you're back with Felipe, because if you start that shit again, I swear I'll have you committed to a mental institution."
"Of course not, and I already told you that was the last time."
"Then tell me your 'big news'."
"You know that website that everyone is talking about?
"The one you always use to remind me I'm stuck?"
"That's the one, dear stuck-up."
"Very funny. But then, did you find anyone decent there?"
"Yes!!! His name is Nick, he is super affectionate and gorgeous. We just went out last weekend and I'm already super into him."
Hearing her tell me this with such a bright smile made me happy for her, but it also made me feel apprehensive, considering her history with relationships.
Sarah was an extremely beautiful girl, with her long black hair, her eyes that had a light brown color and long eyelashes, the body of a doll, and the style of dressing that reminds one of an Instagram influencer. But when it came to relationships, she always got into a different mess, ranging from an abusive and controlling boyfriend to some weird stalker who set a date with her and started stalking her everywhere.
I wish she could be happy at least this time.
My thoughts are interrupted when Sarah says:
"You should try it, it's not such a bad site."
"Sure, why don't I take advantage and stamp on my forehead "I'm gay, please date me!!!"."
"Come on, don't be so dramatic! You don't have to shout to the seven corners that you're gay, but you don't have to die alone either."
"You know I'm not lucky in love Sarah, it's no use."
"Look, I already gave you the hint, it's up to you. Just be careful you don't become bitter and alone until you die."
"Thank you very much for your words of encouragement, but I'm off. The bell will be ringing soon and I have to get to class. Good luck with your new boyfriend.
"See you later stranded."
I flash my middle finger and walk toward my classroom, still thinking about what she said to me. Maybe I should try it, maybe it won't be so bad. As long as no one in the school besides her knows there won't be any problem, so why not try it too?
The sign indicating that I could finally leave was playing like music to my ears. I walk out the school door and look for my dear friend Sarah, and I see her getting into a black car that I must admit: it was very beautiful. And she waves to me with the same radiant smile and in the driver's seat I see a blond boy in an ash shirt with sleeves, who I deduce is the guy she had told me about earlier, so I just keep walking home.
During the walk home, I walk slowly and stop when I hear an extremely loud sound that was similar to iron hitting the ground, I continue walking but stop when I realize that the noise was coming from a nearby alley. I get closer to see what was happening, but I am surprised when a boy knocks me to the ground, when I look at him, I realize that he is bruised and with dirty clothes, as if he had rolled on the ground during a fight.
"I'm sorry! Is everything okay?"
He asks me still panting. And I just try to do something in response.
Before I could swear at him or ask him if everything was okay, he starts running again desperately, then two other boys run past me chasing him and disappear into the street. After a while of sitting there trying to process what has just happened, I just manage to shoot one:
"What the fuck just happened?"
As soon as I get up, I realize my situation. I was all dirty and realized that I had fallen into a mud puddle, hatred consumes me at the same instant and I curse for the rest of the way home, and as I remember the face of the boy who was being chased, I realize that he was definitely very handsome.
I could remember him clearly, with dark brown wavy hair, honey-colored eyes with small eyelashes, and a small silver earring in his left ear. I was worried about the situation he was in, but I knew nothing about him, not even a name I had only his appearance. Since apparently, I could do absolutely nothing to help him, I decided to let it go and just continue on my way home.
"I want you to be mine, I want you to assure me that your body is mine alone." Anthony's voice sounded hoarse, making me recoil like a helpless animal in front of a predator. When I first met him, he was just a regular customer at the nightclub where I worked. He had a reputation for being very generous and cordial with the staff, as well as being too handsome a man to need to pay for a woman's company. After my first month with him, he started coming to the club more and more often. Everything seemed to be going well, until the night Anthony requested my company as usual, when he was informed that I wouldn't be available at that time, Anthony simply stormed into the room, dragging one of my regulars out straight away. Before I could even shout at him, Anthony kissed me, as if he depended on it to live. Now he was holding my wrists against the wall as he spoke those words, asking me to be his alone, asking no one else to touch me, even though this was my job.
Ellie had a perfect life, her family was of the highest rank, a perfect lineage, an example to be followed by the whole pack. But in a single day everything collapses in front of her, Ellie was betrayed and abandoned, unfairly judged and executed by her own family. The gods have given her a second chance, a chance to be reincarnated before everything goes to hell. A last chance to survive.
One day my father sent me to live in a mansion, I was born in a humble family, so having the chance to live in a place like this seemed like a dream to me. Little did I know what an idiot I was for thinking this way. The residents of the mansion were beasts that fed on my pain and suffering, fed on my body and flesh, were nourished by blood and lust. At first, I couldn't believe that the man who was supposed to protect me, who I trusted from the moment I was born had sold me to these men as a kind of blood bank. Now I had to do everything in my power to survive.
I was born 10 years after Queen Victoria took the throne, since then my mother tells, or rather imposes, the rules that aristocratic ladies must follow for me and my sister, who was 1 year older. In my house lived my mother Diana, my father Alfred, my brother Oliver, my sister Maya and myself, Grace, as well as the servants who took care of the cleaning and maintenance of the huge house in which I grew up. Maya's wedding, which was arranged by my father so that she would be an exemplary aristocratic lady like my mother as soon as she turned 19, but she didn't look happy at all. Weeks later, the ceremony took place, really beautiful, with roses for both sides of the altar, her future husband Paul waiting with a huge smile beside them and a stunning dress on Maya, but her countenance was still sad. Months after her wedding, Maya's husband decides to visit with her, but she didn't look like my sister anymore, her face was disfigured and her husband seemed enraged. Everyone sat down at the table and Paul began to rant that he had been deceived and that the woman he had been given could not beget decent heirs, since what he had managed to do with much effort had been lost while still in the womb. That same night, Mom enters my room and explains to me that Maya will be returned to our home, but before I can express any kind of happiness, she interrupts me with the sentence, "We have an agreement to fulfill and you will make sure that it is completed. You will marry Paul as soon as you turn 19" and simply walked away. I would not accept to marry that man, I had just turned 18, and I would only have one year to think of a way out of this situation.
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!
Sophia Drake braced herself for the worst when she was forced to move across the country in the middle of her junior year. Desperate to escape her shattered home as soon as she turns eighteen, her plans are disrupted by the enigmatic and captivating Ashford twins. Sophia can't fathom the intense attraction she feels for the twins and tries to avoid them at every turn. As she's thrust into an unfamiliar world, her past demons resurface, making her question her true identity. Will Sophia flee from her past's secrets, or will she embrace her destiny and take control of her future?
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
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."
Warning: This book has high sexual assault displays, but does not support any form of rape. I, Alpha Edward Parker, swear that I will keep you tied to me until I make you pay for what you did to my mate," he swore, gripping my chin in a bruising hold. "Not only will you wish for death, but you will beg for it, and it will be too far from you." I could feel the eyes of the whole pack on us. They probably came to experience a normal wedding, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I was being married off to a groom because he wanted revenge. Tears welled, and I wanted to scream, "I am your mate; I'm the one who saved you, not her." But I knew no one would believe me. I was his mate, how could he not recognize me? Four years ago, Amanda happened to save a total stranger, but due to a string of misunderstandings, her sister took her place. The stranger then promised a vow of betrothal to his savior. Not seeing any use in correcting the error, Amanda allowed it. That was her biggest mistake because the stranger ended up being her own mate. Caught in a web of lies and confusion, she decides to set herself free by speaking the truth. But her plans are thwarted when her sister turns up dead, and she is pinned as the main suspect. A mate out to seek revenge for another, a forced marriage, an underlying plot, a web of lies, and many dark secrets. How can Amanda navigate all these without losing sight of herself? How will she speak the truth when she has already lost her voice and has been destroyed by her own mate?
After a devastating divorce with the man she had been married to for over three years, Rachel thought her life was over. Her family disowned her, they wanted nothing to do with her anymore and she couldn't blame them. She had just divorced David Hart, one of the top successful bachelors in the country and heir to the Hart industries. But they would never understand that she didn't divorce him, he divorced her after she caught him cheating on her with her god-damned best friend! Rachel was just about to end everything by jumping off a bridge when she was saved by the most unexpected person. The boy she once bullied severally in highschool because he always wore ugly glass and was from a poor background, how come that glass make him so hot now? Why was he helping her get revenge on ex-husband who is trying to make her life even more miserable? And most important how did he get so handsome? What exactly does he want from her? ... No, you must want something, anything. If you can really help me get revenge on David and Lana, I can't just let you do it for free". Ethan went quiet for a while. I held my breath waiting for what his request might be. If it was something money could buy, I'll try my best to get it for him even though I was somehow broke right now. "You're right I do want something". He said after thinking for few minutes "What?" I asked slowly. " Until you get your revenge on David, Lana and every other person you want, you will live here". Live here as in...? " Wha... What are you saying? ". I stammered hoping he wasn't saying what I thought he was saying. I tried to step back but I missed a step and almost fell on the bed but Ethan caught me holding me in his muscular arms. Ethan moved his face closer to mine be was so close, our nose almost touched. " I want you to be with me! ".