Estella Obrien was never one to believe in the supernatural. To her, they were merely a folktale fantasy in which humans feasted, trying to make excuses for the pitiful life in the hope that a deity out there might hear their prayers and come to their heed. But she knew better. There was no God coming to save them; she had learned that the hard way. After all, she was the universe's favourite ball of misfortune, as it makes mockery of her, laughing at her misery. Nothing seems to work out for her, not with her family or her job. If anything, she thought herself cursed. It wasn't enough that her mother had died in childbirth, all because of her decision to bring her into the world. Then her father, whom she thought would stand by her, decided to believe every word of the woman he had used to replace her mother. A woman who hated the very sight of her from the very first day she met her, causing her far worse pain than she ever bargained for. Before successfully kicking her out of the house at the age of twelve. Well, technically, she hadn't been kicked out. More like given away, like she was some hand-down toy sent to live with her aunt. This was more than enough for Estella to know she was anything but welcomed. There had been no god on sight to save her; no one had listened to her cries for help or come to ease the anguish in her heart. No one came for her. Until him! The day they met was the day that the teardrop of the angels hit the floor, as the earth and heaven witnessed the tie of their fate. They were polar opposites, from two separate worlds. They were never supposed to meet, yet destiny had a twisted way of bringing them close together. The second their eyes met, they both felt the sparkle within, pulling their hearts into a string of something raw, something forbidden. He was like a menacing cloud, the definition of beauty and perfection. A man full of mystery and secrets, turning her once chaotic life into something more enthralling and twisting her ideas of reality. Pulling her into a world she most certainly wasn't ready for. ♤♤♤♤ Dearilus Vasilios was a man not to be messed with. He was powerful, mighty, enraged, and infamous for his cruelty. A man whose name was enough to send a shiver down the spine of those who heard it. He was a man whose presence sparked fear and distraught, whose gaze was enough to pierce through a man's soul. He was the nightmare told to scare little children. He wasn't just called the shadow prince; he was Death himself. His skill, his intellect, his stamina, his endurance, his agility-his everything-holds murderous brutality. He was formidable! He was THE monarch! He was the god of destruction, a replica of havoc. Until her.
"I want to corrupt, damage, and taint you in the most sinfully lovely way."
"Why?"
"To show that i can. I want to break you till you are left void" He moved closer to her with a further stride in her direction. " And when I'm done, I'm going to claim you as mine, as I softly mould you back, piece by piece."
"Yes, Love can be holy." He spoke, but his expression cold and vile from any emotions. " It can be beautiful and gentle." His fingers brushes softly against her jawline, He allowed his palm rest on her delicate skin, and felt the warmth that she so carelessly gave radiate to him. " But it can be dark and devouring, something worst than evil. One that leaves you utterly hopeless, until it consumes you completely."
The shadow prince, Dearilus is one of Zeus most feared warrior to have ever lived.. He's gone by many names, all tell the story of his dark and fearsome ways.
But when a tragedy strikes, sending him and his people into an unfamiliar world, one without the presence of the gods. With them leaving a home they once knew, while hoping to build one in a place they had no knowledge of.
As the years passed, Dearilus has walked a lonely path, still trapped in the past, all the while trying to keep to the needs of his people.
But what if all that was about to change. What if Fate is finally giving him a forever love, a beloved to cherish for all eternity. Can Dearilus prove himself worthy of such a gift and, would he able to protect her from the evil that locks in the dark.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
After a heated confrontation with her husband and mistress, Brianna was pushed down to stairs. She thought she would die but when she woke up again, she realized that she traveled back two years ago, when it was not late for her to correct her path. The first thing she needed to do when she was reborn was divorce that scum. She saved from the darkest time but he lied to her and murdered her in the end. This time, she would not repeat the same mistakes anymore. She would bring the glory of her family back and make those people who betrayed her pay the price! However, in the process of climbing up to the peak of her career, she met a very intimidating and handsome man who kept on messing with her head through his bold attitude. Brianna doesn't want to be involved with another man again, for she has proven to herself that they will just drag her down, but her constant incidents with him are slowly breaking the wall she built to protect her heart. Brianna will surely choose her career over a man this time, but it's possible to choose both, right? What if he hurt her too? No! She won't risk it but. "You have to run away from me, Bree. Coz I'm done running away, I'll chase you now."
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
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.
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."