Emily was chosen by her family against her wish to marry Jayden, the CEO of Jace group. But Jayden lived a promiscuous life even after they were engaged. Just two days before the wedding, Emily caught him cheating and decided to put an end to the marriage. But her family would hear nothing of that sort. She was drugged and taken to his room at night. But as fate would have it, there was a mistake. Instead, she was taken to another room. It turned out to be the CEO of Blackwood Towers, the CEO of the most powerful company in the country. Noah was also the city's most eligible bachelor. To save his name from scandal after the one night affair, Noah proposes a two year contract marriage to Emily. Emily accepts it readily to save her self from her own family as well as from Jayden. Little did she know that she had made a difficult decision.
She stood at the door and listened again. Sure enough, the noise was coming from the room. She could hear their moans and ass slapping noises. She opened the door to meet an unwholesome and unholy sight. There, on the bed was her supposed finance, making out with a strange woman. They were so engrossed in the act that they failed to notice her presence.
"Harder baby," came the lady's moans.
Emily couldn't bear it any longer. She stamped her foot hard on the floor. That attracted their attention. Jayden gave her a look one would give a fly that fell into his food. They didn't even bother to cover up.
"What is wrong with you?" Jayden asked in anger.
"Really! Jayden?" Emily returned.
Finally, Jayden had the decency to put on his trousers. He flung the bed sheet at the lady indicating that she gets covered too.
"Can't you see you are interrupting us?" the lady on the bed asked. She was visibly angry to have her moment with the billionaire interrupted.
"Get out," Jayden said flatly.
"It is her who should get out and not me. I am your fiancée for goodness sake, Jayden," Emily fumed.
"Fiancée indeed," the lady sneered. "Who do you think you are? Some lowly pauper trying to get married to Jayden Mason? He might marry you but he will never love you. Know your place."
Emily turned to Jayden,
"Can't you show me some respect? Our wedding is in two days."
" So...." the lady began.
"...Shut your trap," Emily cut in. "You should be silent and ashamed of your silly self. Going around with just anyone."
"Jayden. She is bullying me!" the lady said, trying to act coquettish.
"Get out Emily," Jayden said again.
Emily was annoyed that Jayden had chosen to defend the lady and not her, his wife to be.
"I will no longer marry you," she stated firmly.
Jayde smiled. "You what? You wouldn't dare."
"Watch me do so," Emily responded.
"No one will marry you if I reject you. No one dares. Behave yourself and get out now while I am being nice or I will make you regret it," Jayden threatened.
Emily thought about his words and realised it was true. No one would dare to marry her if she were rejected by a man as powerful as Jayden Mason. She turned and walked out of the room. But she was determined not to go ahead with the marriage.
Emily hailed a taxi to take her home. She sat silently and tears rolled down her face. She was only a young girl of 21 years. Yet, fate had never smiled at her since she was born. Her parents despised her and she never knew peace at home. She had to work to fend for herself. Despite that,her family still wanted to use her to attain financial independence and abundance. They were determined to use her to the last drop of her blood. Her mother, father and sister were all guilty. None, not even one was left out. She was not in anyone's good books. Her crime and what she had done to deserve such ill treatment, she knew not.
"Here," the kind hearted driver offered her a tissue paper. It was then she realised she had been crying. She took the tissue and forced a smile.
"Thank you," she said politely. At least, one person had been nice to her today. If only her parents could also learn and be nice to her...
"We are here," the driver announced, jolting her from her thoughts. Emily took a deep breath and stepped out of the car. She was back to her hell of a home.
She opened the door and met three pairs of eyes, staring at her with extreme hostility.
"Good evening, mum and Dad," she greeted and tried to sneak off to her room.
The family were at the table having dinner. Her elder sister, Rose rolled her eyes at her.
"Why are you at home? You should be spending the night at the Mason's mansion," her mother, Olivia Grant, was quick to point out. She did not bother hiding the cruelty in her voice. She wanted to get rid of Emily at all costs.
"I am not getting married to him any longer," replied Emily.
"What!" Olivia and Rose screamed in unison.
"You must be joking. I will not let you ruin our chances in this family. You will not put us to shame. Yes. You won't. Hurry out now and go back to the Mason's family," Olivia said spitefully.
Emily didn't bulge. Olivia was surprised. Emily had always obeyed all her life.
"No mother. I am not getting married... "
Rose cut her short with a slap. "How dare you challenge our mother? Father?" Rose said, calling her father for help.
Mr Williams Harper looked on in silence. His heart bled a bit for Emily, his youngest daughter. Emily too called on her father. He was her last hope.
"Father, I can not marry Jayden. He will not treat me well," she cried.
"Treat you well indeed. You don't deserve any better, you good for nothing child," Olivia spat.
Emily's heart ached to hear these words from her own mother. She was used to it but each day's comment hit her differently. Begging her father was in vain. Although he had slight pity for her, his wife and her mother had influenced him greatly too. He looked at his wife and she flashed him a death glare. He opened his mouth and said to Emily,
"Emily, obey your mother. Go back to the Mason's family."
It was always the same old story. Always 'obey.' Emily had no say in that house. She went into her room in tears and anger.
Rose and her mother exchanged glances.
"Mum, she must go right? We can't lose much money and the chance to live a happy life. Think about the fame, the riches, the power and the happiness that follows. We can't let her go, right?" Rose asked.
"Definitely. She must get married. But she is proving stubborn. The wedding is in two days. And she must be in his house tonight. We can't make mistakes or they might change their mind. What do we do my dear child?" Olivia replied.
Rose thought for a moment and said,
"Leave it to me mum. She either goes on her own or I will make her go. I just need to drug her and send her over."
Jake Frederick was a typical weak, poor, live-in son-in-law of the Kent family. His daily life was filled with struggle, pain and humiliation. The members of the Kent family never gave approval for anything he did, no matter how good! When he thought his life would only get more miserable after being thrown out on a stormy night, he woke up in a hospital and realised he was the long lost heir to the Frederick Conglomerate. Now, he was back and ready to make everyone who made his life miserable bow at his feet!
Venom finds his mate in the last place imaginable. Hell's Pit. A place many men enter and never leave alive. A place Venom once enjoyed; the violence and blood thick in the air. Ignorant of the barbaric way of gaining one's freedom. But alas, he has found his mate. An omega at that. One who has to fight for her freedom, for her very life. I don't know who I am. All I know is that I am slave. I've never had an identity until my mate gave me one. Now i am Maya. Mate of Venom, Alpha and Prince of the Black Moon Pack. I finally found home with him. But I am still a slave. Unless I kill every motherfucker entering Hell's Pit. With a little help from Venom's brothers I will be victorious. I must. Not only for my freedom but for my mate too. To finally belong. To finally be something other than omega. Something other than a slave.
"I will give you an interest of one million dollars once we regain our lost glory," Nelly promised. "Really? Are you the only one who doesn't know my net worth?" Ivan questioned. "Fine. What do you want, Ivan?" "Marry me." Nelly Stratford was forced to approach her sworn enemy, the proud Ivan Landers, to beg for money. Their family business was dwindling and her father was in a coma. The money to foot the hospital bill was not in sight. Left with no other option, she accepts his marriage proposal. Nelly spent the next one year proving her worth. She did everything to please Ivan because she had fallen in love with him but his heart was far away. He only loved a certain girl who saved his life seven years ago. Ivan told her to her face that he would never love her. Two weeks later, he came back to the house he shared with her. He saw the divorce papers she left him alongside the ring he gave the girl who saved him seven years ago. Pain and regret burst out in his chest, but this time, he couldn't find her anywhere. When she returns, its not for love this time, but for vengeance. Will she succeed or will she let her love for Ivan take the upper hand?
When they met again, Jason cast aside his paranoia and pride, warmly embracing Chelsey. "Please, come back to me?" For three years, she had been his secretary by day and his companion by night. Chelsey had always complied with his requests, like an obedient pet. However, when Jason declared his plans to marry another, she chose to stop loving him and to let go. But life took unexpected turns. His unyielding pursuit, her pregnancy, and her mother's greed gradually pushed her to the brink. Eventually, she endured tremendous suffering. Five years later, when she returned, she was no longer the woman she once was. Yet he had spiraled into five years of chaos.
For seven years, Jillian pursued Bryan with unyielding passion, but he remained distant, his emotions tightly sealed. Disheartened, she left for overseas after graduating from college. Three years later, Jillian, now a successful attorney, sat provocatively on the lap of Bryan's competitor. She flashed Bryan a playful smile and taunted, "What's wrong, Bryan? Are you impotent?" Bryan's restraint shattered in an instant. In a swift motion, he scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed. The next morning, as Bryan woke up, Jillian flashed a mischievous smile. "Let's keep things casual, okay?"
Book 1 Amethyst prayed for her childhood best friend to be her mate. Everyone stares, they tease, they bully her for being an orphan but Mason was different. He protected her, he defended her. The Alpha's son loved her since they were pups. But you can't be kids forever. Everything turned sour when Mason began training to take over the Stone Heart Pack. He turned on her just like everyone else, Mason made her the target of his ruthless antics and when they turned of age - it got worse. Mason doesn't want an orphan for a mate. She has no power, no status and he wants someone with wealth to carry the Luna title. Amethyst isn't it. Everything crashes down, the humiliation and rejection too much to bare, turning Rogue was her only option. She couldn't submit any longer to the torture and living in the woods for a couple years before death seemed less painful. Until a man arrives. Claiming that Amethyst isn't an orphan. That she belongs to one of the five founding families. Amethyst thought that rejection was where her life ended. Wait till she finds out that it's only the beginning and neither her heart or life are safe. ******** Book 2 Maverick's past is a secret for a reason, there are rumors spread that he made deals with ancient witches to get the power every member longs for. But it's just a rumor....or is it? There is a reason why his mind and heart are always at war because if he claims Sage as his, hell would rip her from this earth. The best option is to stay away from her, to not have contact with her. What can he do when she shows up at his territory? Desperate to escape her grief. The problem is, Maverick made promises and with Sage in the picture - he can't keep them. There is a reason why Maverick is the Forbidden Alpha.. and Sage is about to find out what being a Fated Mate truly means. ******* Book 3 Jasmine Ravenstone gave up everything for a man who couldn't speak. Renouncing her Alpha title and fleeing with Kyson Zero, she has no idea of the past he carries or the Fated Mate curse she will endure. Being born from the first witch in existence, Kyson and Kier had to go through lifetimes to kill their father and never succeeded in their destiny. Now, the seal has been broken and they are down to their last life. If they don't kill their father then the supernatural world will cease to exist. Kyson didn't realize the ramifications of his actions. Stealing a Fated comes with consequences, a sirebond that ties Jasmine to him. He didn't expect a curse that will cause damnation. ******* Book 4 Kier Zero returns to his life as Alpha, after ultimately killing his first tormentor. But that was only his first demon, there is a second one that haunts him. Marked by Olivia Aspen, he wants as much distance away from her as possible. Until she arrives, with a mysterious power that everyone seems to want and a debt to a deadly vampire. She has no one to consult, stranded and lost in a world without a pack or home. Olivia chooses to repay her debt, but that comes with strings attached when the charming vampire has more to offer than she ever could have imagined.
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."
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.