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.
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?