"I dare you... C'mon Ethan... Reject me if you can..." His eyes narrowed as a slight shock was reflected. Obviously, he did not expect does remark for me. For Sky, the future is not in her hand. In an instant, it can change and she has no control over it, just like an event that changed her life. In a blink of an eye, the life she was used to disappeared, and in that moment on, she lived in a nightmare. The plot to kill her... The jealousy that she never dreamed of... And the betrayal that she never thought would happen... No one knows that reclaiming control over the future would include so much from Sky.
SKY POV.
My naked feet rhythmically tap on the dusty dashboard in front of me, synchronized with the Seven songs blaring from the stereo. My mother cannot contain her joyous expression as she bobs her head and drums on the steering wheel. I turn around to observe my brother Owen, who is energetically pretending to play the guitar behind me. As the chorus looms, we all take a deep breath together.
Suddenly, the truck slams into us.
In an instant, we were lifted off the ground... Owen's screaming... And my mom's crying..
My eyes are closed with an immense amount of force. I slowly blink my eyes, then rapidly to eliminate the dirt and smoke. I strive to sit up, but it eludes me. My body seems to be undergoing a self-healing process. Blue's whimpering is audible to me, but it's weak within me, an unusual occurrence considering I require her help now more than ever.
'Blue, I need your help. Lora and Phila. Where are they? Are they okay? You need to track them down. Find them.' She growls loudly within me, so loud, in fact, it almost comes out.
She is indeed correct. My body has only partially healed, but it's adequate for me to be able to sit up. I examine the wreckage closely, but there is no indication of anything. I put my nose high in the air and try with all of my ability to pick up their scent, but I can't find it. I strain to hear, and my ears pick up the faint sound of something moving just a few feet away. It's coming from our car that doesn't even look like a car anymore.
"Mom!? Owen!?" I shout out.
"Sky?" I heard Owen's voice respond. "Sky, I can't move."
"It's going to be okay." I yell back. "Where are you?"
"Sky, I can't move my legs. The metallic object feels heavy and unwieldy on top of my body. They struggled, but the weight pinning them down was too much to bear. I can't heal myself!" I can hear the panic in his voice, in addition to smelling his fear.
I hear a rustling sound from within the car, and then I see her long, golden hair cascading down her back.
"Mom!" I cry out. "Mom?"
Her hair doesn't move again. Blue let out a mournful howl before disappearing from sight. A small whimper escaped my lips as I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling a solitary tear trickle down my cheek.
"Sky?" Owen calls out. "Where's mom? Why isn't she answering?"
I struggled to find the words, my mind consumed with uncertainty. The thought is so abhorrent that I cannot bear it. It can't be true. I yell her name again, but nothing.
"Sky?" His fear has only increased.
I fill my lungs with air and unveil my eyes. "Owen, I need you to try to sit up for me."
"I can't. I'm lying face down."
"Okay. I'm going to get to you." I fold my legs underneath of myself and place my hands firmly on the ground. "You're on the other side of the car?"
"Yes." He calls out.
I can feel him easing up, but the metallic scent of blood fills my nostrils, and my anxiety intensifies.
"Sky, where's mom?"
"I'm on my way, Owen. Don't worry." I crawl on all fours, cutting my knees and hands on bits of broken glass, to get to him. I pretend not to hear his question about mom and instead delve into a different subject. I wish I could shake the feeling that my thoughts might be true. It can't be true.
"I'm almost there Owen."
Having circled the car, I catch sight of his flushed face. He is marked with a cut on his cheek and his hair is strewn with pieces of glass from the broken window. The door, which was supposed to provide protection from the elements, was now pressing him down onto the ground.
"Hi Owen."
"Hi Sky." He attempts a grin.
Looking closer, I noticed that his body was completely trapped beneath the door, and to start healing, I needed to lift it off him.
"Okay, it's all going to be okay. I'm going to move the door off of you so you can start healing."
As soon as he nods, I drop to my hands and knees and begin to crawl.
As I approach the place where I think his feet would be, I'm closer to mom's door. It's clear that the impact was severe - the windshield is shattered, and the airbag is deflated, but she's still alive. She still hasn't moved and I've noticed that the smell of blood has gotten stronger. I sit on my legs, feeling the roughness of the ground beneath me, and take a deep breath to clear my mind.
"Sky?"
"Yeah, Owen?"
"Do you want me to count to three?" He asks sincerely. Ever since we were very little, and we had to do something scary, we would hold hands and the other would count to three. Despite my efforts to hold them back, tears streamed down my face, and I wiped them away as quickly as I could.
"Yes, please." I nod, even though he can't see me.
He counts out loud and as he says three; I lift the heavy door off of him and push it so that it lies on the other side of him. I carefully roll him over so that he's laying on his back so that his bones will reset in their proper place.
As he heals himself, I inch a little closer to the front of the car to get a better look at mom's injuries so we can help her. By now, she would have synchronized her mind with the rest of the pack.
Someone, or many someone's, should be on their way to help us right now. But as I get closer, I have to stop myself from looking. The smell of blood is so strong and her lifeless body in the front seat solidifies my worst fear. I look back at Owen with tears in my eyes, and he knows. He must have detected my emotions, as his eyes have begun to well up with tears.
"Mom's okay, right Sky?" He whispers.
"She's okay." I lie.
I don't know how or when, but she had to have gotten through to someone because just as Owen finally sits up, I can hear the pack. A stampede of howling wolves of all colors and sizes comes storming out of the woods, my father in the lead. Some of them shift back and approach the wreck. The women's sobs and the wolves' mournful howls fill my ears, but my eyes remain locked on my father.
He's shifted back and he just stands in front of our demolished car wearing nothing but the small mark my mother had given him when they were teenagers. But the mark is different now. It's fading right before my eyes. My father's face is the same. Hard and cold, like it's been my entire life. But there was a distinct feeling that something was amiss. His eyes dart around frantically, searching for something.
He's like a statue, not moving a muscle.
He refrains from speaking.
He doesn't take the time to look for Owen or myself.
He remains motionless, fixating his gaze upon her.
My Uncle Morison coughed out a sob before spotting Owen and I. Right after he sees us, my father's eyes dart over to us and his pained expression is gone and he's back to his normal stoic self. He retreats back to the pack without looking back at mother, without looking back at us.
I see Uncle Morison nod before he runs towards us, avoiding all the debris.
"Hey kiddo." He smiles as he ruffles Owen's hair, knocking some of the glass out. "How is everything? Is anything broken?"
"Everything's fine." I blurt out, annoyed, before Pete has the chance to answer. My facial expression is unchanging, causing Uncle Morison's empathy to shift to anxiety.
As the daughter of the Alpha King, Cielo can do anything... that includes killing her rogue mate and living according to her wishes—but that's what she thought. The Wolves council forces her to attend the claiming ceremony and the order doesn't end there... They gave an order that if she can't find her mate, the wolf council will appoint someone for her. With her strong personality, will Cielo be able to obey the order? or she will defy it and do what she wants...
Elleina's mother is dying and the only one who can help them is her grandfather who doesn't recognize them as family. Even against her will, Elleina pleaded to her grandfather and to her amazement he agreed. "I will help you save your mother's life... I'm also willing to give you all my wealth, but on one condition... Marry Alexander Kenneth Grandson." Fix marriage... This is the reason why my mother ran away from my grandfather and I am tempted to do the same, but I clenched my fix. "Fine! For my mother's life, I will marry whoever you want!"
I am a sex slave, someone who is owned by someone else and forced to perform sexual acts for them. To use a more precise term, “whore” probably best describes what I am. You see, in exchange for financial support, I have made myself completely available to a man. This includes, but is not limited to, complete devotion, confidentiality, and the satisfaction of his every physical desire in any way he sees fit. The irony is that I didn’t have to live this way, but I did so voluntarily. Well, I didn’t really have a choice because a better chance hadn’t come up yet, but I still went with it. I wasn't forced by anyone… No one seek me out. There was no abduction or brutal beating to force me into submission. I chose to go willingly. And I did it all, fueled by the desperate need to safeguard a precious life. My name is Lalaine Brown, and this is my story.
The rogues were hunted and killed for a long time, which is why Allison and her mother lived in hiding and moving from place to place. However, there is a place where people like Allison can live peacefully and safe from the wolves that hunt them... The Highland Valley. That's why this place became Allison's dream. She works hard to save enough money and she did. She succeeded in entering Highlan. Allison thought her life would be peaceful, but she was wrong... It turns out, that the new alpha hates rogues like her and he will do everything to eradicate them completely.
Lost her mother at a young age, her relationship with her father is distant, Chelsey's only hope is her boyfriend Josh. Although the latter is a little bit of a jerk, Chelsey's decision is final... She will give herself to him on the day of her awakening. However, this is not the case because before her wolf awakening, Josh found his real mate which caused him to leave without explanation. Although brokenhearted, this is not her priority... Her main concern is the night of her wolf-awakening, where she is vulnerable and easily targeted by the distraught wolves in town. Scared and hopeless, she met Cain... The guy overflowing with authority and handsomeness. Is he a guardian angel who will save Chelsey? or he is also one of the men waiting to take advantage of her...
"The entire wealthy circle in Seattle knew how much Stella Carlson loved Aaron Malone. People watched the childhood sweethearts grow from inexperience to maturity, finally getting married in a grand wedding ceremony. On the day of the wedding, despite the alliance between the Carlson and Malone families, the groom ran away. Stella knew that Aaron had rushed to L.A. to take care of his ex-girlfriend, who had attempted suicide. Unwilling to become the laughingstock of all Seattle, she gritted her teeth and dialed the number of her adversary, her tone almost commanding, "Ethan, come and marry me now. This is your only chance for revenge." On the other end, Ethan Powers raised an eyebrow as he gripped his phone, staring at the floor littered with cigarette butts. "Did the groom run away?" he asked. "My darling."
"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."
Catherine swallowed with her eyes closed and her lips slightly open, a moan escaped her lips when Lucas slid two fingers under her panties, "Lucas..." She moaned, lost in the sinful desire as her ex-boyfriend's dad moved his fingers against her rosy flesh... *************** Catherine, a young mother of two who came to the city with the hope of finding her twin's father only to be denied and deserted by him, found herself entangled in a forbidden web of craving. As the flame of passion ignites between her and the CEO, Lucas Leonard—her ex-boyfriend's father—their affair takes them on a journey of temptation and sinful desires.Struggling with society's judgment and their own inner desire, Catherine and Lucas must steer the treacherous judgemental waters of the society and either fight for their love or let it crumble especially when her ex-lover came back to claim her and the twins. Will their love withstand the dishonorable whispers, or will it crumble under the weight of societal expectations and her ex-lover's conspiracies to win her back?
Renea was trying the wedding dress, when suddenly the man rushed in the dressing room and held her neck tightly... “Bitch! Are you still trying to pretend innocent!” Jasper said as he tightened his grip on her neck and choked her harder. Then he used his other hand and took out the phone from his suit pocket and played the video of two people having sex in front of Renea… However, what was even more shocking, was that the woman in the video was, Renea Morris, however, the man in the video was not Jasper. Renea struggled to take a phone away from Jasper’s hand and tried to explain, “Jasper, it was not what you think… I… I can…” Jasper looked at Renea with his eyes full of disgust, as he said, “Let’s call of the wedding. I can’t marry a woman like you.” After saying that Jasper walked out of the shop Renea chase after Jasper... But then she sees Jasper passionately kissing her sister Kailey. And she hears everything, that her sleeping with strange men was all a plan of the vipers of the last two days, and that their goal was to get out of this stupid marriage. Even her adopted parents were also involved in this matter... They all do this with her because of the inheritance left by her grandfather... Renea heart was filled with anger and she wanted to expose their true colors to the public... However before she could do anything, Kailey had pushed her in front of the car and she got killed... However, when Renea open her eyes, she found herself sitting in the car with Kailey... She realized that she was reborn and went at the time when everything started... Renea looked at the people who had hurt her in her previous life and her lips curled up in a cold smile... She was back... However, this time... she was back for revenge...
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"