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Emmi Solace - Daughter of Candice and sister of Jamie. Emmi has spent the first twenty-three years of her life feeling like she was in prison within her city. With guards at her back, she visits only a few places which she is allowed to. With the strict rules comes knowing eyes. Everyone in the places she visits knows precisely who the princess is. With the watchful eyes of others, Emmi finds no escape, as every moment is reported back. Every person she tries to connect with pushes her away. Her family saw her as a weakness and always had. When their city began to fall, they agreed with the Wolversons that they would give up their daughter to marry one of their sons, seeing it as a way to free them of the burden of having a girl. Emmi, strong-willed and unafraid to fight for her freedom, steps into the Wolverson's city and quickly realises just how different it is from her city. Dante Wolverson is seen as the one in charge, broken from the past and what he witnessed. He tries running his city the way his father did and is happy to achieve results, even if it is through bloodshed. He protests having Emmi within their city and their home, but the alternative is far worse. Will his thoughts on the princess change once he realises she isn't as weak as their sister once was? Zane Wolverson - Sweetheart and loving. Zane is the one who calls Emmi by her name, not pet names, and he doesn't like calling her Princess like so many would to belittle her. Yet Zane's past has left scars that Emmi one day sees herself. With the feeling of not deserving love, he walks a fine line between reality and disaster. He is known as the angel of death, as while he is the calm one when he loses control, he sees nothing. Hears nothing and stops for nothing. He spends his time fighting in an underground fight club to release the hate that he holds inside himself. Which side will Emmi receive? The sweet-loving Zane, or the beast? Bear Wolverson - Biker and fighter. Bear is known for taking no-nonsense just as Emmi finds out the first night she sneaks into their city to try to have some fun. Bear's only real fear is that Emmi will be their downfall after the brothers nearly lost everything over the recent years of disaster. Yet, Emmi seems to warm him and make him want to spend time with her. Gunner Wolverson - Crazy he may be, and he may love the world of torture but for Emmi? There is a side of him that she sees. Gunner is known as the person who will slowly kill a man for information. Pain is his pleasure, and how will Emmi cope with him? Emmi sees Gunner as her 'Big Psychotic Bastard' crazed and ready for bloodshed, he welcomes it. So, which of the brothers will Emmi find herself marrying? Will she choose, and just how many secrets are her family hiding from her? Just how far will her family go to take down the Wolversons, even if it means their own daughter is destroyed and killed in the process? The Wolversons have lost too much already, so once Emmi has their hearts, they fight to save her more than they have ever fought to save themselves. Two cities, and two families, are at war, and only one will survive. Only one can be the rulers. WARNING! This story contains scenes that can be triggering and distressing. The book contains scenes of torture, blood, murder, and more. The book contains scenes of BDSM, MFM, M/MFM/M. This is your only warning, please do not proceed if you are light-hearted, don't like swearing, or the word Cu*t which does appear throughout the book!
I smile as I dance, the mask firmly in place, sealing my identity and hopefully helping me with my conquest. I turned eighteen today, not that you would think it by looking at my life and how I spent today. People will look at me and see freedom, a city to explore and enjoy. That, though, is a shocking lie. I'm in prison. This city is my prison, and I have no way of escaping and no way of changing things.
I continue dancing with this sweet guy. He has no idea who I am, which I like. If he knew, he wouldn't be near me. Actually, if he knew, he would likely be screaming, 'The Princess is here'. Yeah, because the Princess should never be here. I have a list of places I can visit. The rest are no-gos. According to my family anyway. Solace City, my parents' city, my prison.
My hands pull him closer as I dance. I begin feeling myself relax and smile as we talk. How free can you really be in a city where most people know who you are? And those who don't? Well, if they even try to touch you, people tell them exactly who you are. That you're not to be touched. I hate my family, and I hate this fucking city. Leaning forward, I kiss him, pulling him back into a quieter place. My hands move down his body and remove his belt.
My excitement rises when he allows me to. He turns, pinning me against the wall and kissing me. A quiet moan escapes my lips as I feel his shaft harden against me and his kiss becomes more fierce and powerful.
"Are you sure?" His words are stupid. Why wouldn't I be sure? I need this, I need this so that I know it was my choice who I fuck.
"Yes." I don't want to talk, so I force my lips against his, while his hands slide up my legs to my ass, palming it.
"Princess!" I hear a man's voice and groan. I thought I had knocked that fucker out! "Masks off, now! Everyone." I hear his voice as the room falls silent.
The guy pulls away, hearing it too. "We need to go back out there. He sounds pissed."
My hands grasp him and pull him closer. "Forget him, just fuck me." Hell, this is the closest I have ever gotten. I move forward to kiss him, but he pushes me back.
"Remove the mask." He looks at me as I shake my head. "It's you! I'm fucking dead. I am dead now." He's clearly panicking. I guess tonight I won't be getting fucked - well, not in the sense I want, anyway. Yet, looking at him, I can see the fear in his eyes.
"Stay in here." Turning, I walk through and see everyone sitting without masks on. Reaching up, I unwrap the mask and smile at Dalton. Hell, his head has a gash on it and is bleeding. In my defence, though, I warned him not to follow me.
"Car. Now." He looks at me, the two guys behind him waiting for a fight. They know the truth. They touch me, they get hurt. Yet, they still have to somehow ensure I follow my father's rules. Rules I wish he would choke on in his sleep.
"I'm awfully comfy right now. Maybe later?" I sit down and smile. My legs swing up and rest on another chair as I lean back.
"Go see who was with her through there." Dalton points to where I had come from, and I watch as one of the guys disappears into the room. I hope whoever I was dancing with escaped. Unfortunately, my luck is quickly squashed as I see the guy being pulled out without a chance to get away.
"Name." Dalton grabs the guy I had almost been successful in fucking.
"I- I-" He looks at Dalton, stuttering as Dalton moves to pull out a knife. "James, James Wood - Woodley."
"Okay, well." Dalton turns to face me. "Princess, you have a choice, walk and get in that car, or this poor lad doesn't live to see tomorrow once I tell your father and brother what was going on and why your lipstick is no longer perfect," Dalton threatens me. I look towards James, and I know he doesn't deserve it.
So, I stand up, walk out, and get into the car. Eighteen years of this shit and every new year somehow means more and more people avoid even looking at me or talking to me. It feels like I'm the plague, which I guess I am. But unfortunately, I'm the human plague that will get them killed. So, I don't speak; I simply stay quiet as the car moves.
"Your father is angry, Princess. You know the list of places acceptable for you to visit." I look at him, still holding a cloth to his head where he is bleeding. Maybe I hit him too hard? I have been training. They just don't realise that. So while I could easily have taken them down, and ran from that place, I won't, as then they would know someone is training me.
"Yes, places where everyone tells my family every word I say, every move I make. Prison is better than this." I'm sure it would be. The car stops, and the door opens. I step out and walk into the house, and there he is, my father.
"You know the arrangement, Emmi. You stick to the places you're allowed. You don't go past checkpoints. A few more years, and you will be with the Wolversons. I agreed you would go there to marry one of the sons. That is happening." My father looks at me, clearly pissed off.
"Happy birthday to me as well. Such a great eighteenth birthday! I know my fate, but that fate doesn't mean I shouldn't enjoy my life until then." I stare at him. Once again, he is more bothered about that deal with the Wolversons than he is about his own daughter.
"Your fate is not on me, Emmi; it is on how you react when you marry one of them. Unfortunately, that is on you. We won't be there to protect you." His words are low.
"What happens if none of them want me? What happens if they decide they want a real woman, not a woman who has spent her whole life living like a child under a microscope!" I will go to them and have no idea about anything because every fucker in this city avoids telling me things or talking to me. Ask your family, Princess, ask your mum, Princess. No, Princess, you can't have that. I feel the anger build within me, burning through my veins. If he dies, I am free.
He was the one who made the deal with the Wolverson family. He is the one pushing it to happen, so once he dies, I will be free. I can only hope he dies before I am sent to them and told I have no choice but to marry one.
"Go to bed, Emmi, and next time, stick to the places you're allowed in." His words are harsh.
Turning, I walk through to my room. Eighteen, I am eighteen, and that was the first time I have ever kissed a guy. It was the first time I got a tiny bit of freedom, and people danced and laughed with me. That was until they saw who I was, then they looked at me like I had just put a target on their heads. I can't sleep, my mind considers everything, and one thing keeps coming back up.
Freedom, escaping. I know I can do it. With the right amount of money, I can get out, I can pay someone enough to leave once they free me. Who though? The more significant issue, is how do I get the money? My parents aren't stupid. Everyone knows to give me receipts, so I can never hide what I'm doing. I sit down to make a plan and hope that it will come into action, and I'll escape before I am handed over to the Wolversons, a family I have never met. I don't even know if I like any of their sons. Not that I will have a choice, thanks to my dad saying they could have me. An arranged marriage in exchange for helping to save his city. Of course, the Wolversons accepted.
Daniella would have a life of luxury if she agreed to live the way her parents say. The life of luxury isn't one she craves. As she tries breaking free from her parent's watchful eyes, they push men into her life to try and tame her. Only Daniella, prefers her men to be older. On Our Command Kitten - a group for people looking for advice and help in a particular area of their love life and Marcello is the one to give them it. Daniella comes across it one night as boredom seeps in and agrees to a meeting without fully understanding the context. Only she finds herself going further than others and wanting Marcello. As Marcello refuses her, her parents are pushing her and telling her she needs to settle down; feeling like everyone is right, she rushes into a relationship with Alesandro, and while he seems sweet and kind, secrets are lurking behind him at every turn. As she fights to free herself from Alesandro and his abuse, Marcello and his best friend Adrian try to get her out safely, and while they keep her hidden to protect her, Daniella's feelings grow for both of them. Much to her family's disapproval, Daniella begins a relationship with both Marcello and Adrian and knowing, pushes her father to the extreme in his plans to Daniella away from them with a man he see's as worthy.
Melodie does everything she possibly can to get the attention of Jax, even if it means hurting him with words. Jax wants her but is life is already complicated enough without adding another woman. As a Navy Seal, his commander is Melodie's father, and he values his life so vows never to touch her. Instead he finds himself indulging in everyone who looks like her. As Jax works a mission with her father, Jax is shocked to see her in a club, walking into a forbidden room within the BDSM club. Dragging her out screaming he begs her to stay away from the place, but she doesn't listen. Instead of staying out of trouble she begins to work undercover for local police, working as an erotic dancer, only the person she is trying to catch is the one of the leaders in the mafia without knowing it she puts herself as a target. As Jax fights to free her from the trap, it turns out no matter what Melodie would find herself there. Past missions her father and Jax completed have came back for revenge, and Melodie is the main target. As Jax gives in to her, he fights to save her from the hands of people who had hurt her before. Just when they believe they have cleaned up the mess and made her safe, Melodie and Jax marry. Only they don't have long before trouble shows again. This time, Jax breaks Melodie's heart to save her, telling her he feels chained down. As he packs his bag and leaves with the same gang that tried to rape and murder her, Melodie is left with just his team around her for support. As Jax fights to swim while working secretly to find a way to get to the main guy and bring him down. Little does he know Melodie is moving closer to those in his team, and when he finally returns over a year later, he has more than one man to fight her for to win her back. TW: This book contains BDSM, kidnapping, and talk of r*pe. Towards the end, the story becomes Reverse Harem.
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