Violet could not believe that a sister could be as heartless as her identical twin. She never knew Viola was jealous of the love she shared with Damien until she lost him to her. 'I can't let you have him, Viola', Violet said. 'He is mine and you know it!' 'Let me see you stop me', Viola replied. 'He dies not love you. He lives only me', Viola said with confidence. 'Sorry, be ause I am carrying his child', Viola taunted her. 'My passion got me pregnant with his child, what did your love get you?' she asked smiling smugly. 'He shall marry me, at least to give his name to his child and then where will you be?'
Have you ever been in a situation where it is as though you are between the devil and the deep blue sea? Either way, it seemed that you would lose? That was the situation Violet found herself in when she found out that her twin sister had not only been sleeping with her fiancee behind her back but had been posing as Violet while doing it and now, the bombshell - Viola was pregnant for Damien and so, Violet cannot marry him.
But what about the secret she haboured? How was she going to be able to make the right decision? Would she step down for her twin to marry her fiance who was the love of her life and refuse to forgive her fiance for not being able to tell them apart, and had got them all in this big mess? Or should she go ahead and marry him against all odds and risk Damien becoming resentful because marrying her would mean him losing his child in her sister's womb as well as tanishing Damien Douglas' impeccable reputation?
And what was the secret she could not afford to reveal? What will become of it and of her?
But I am jumping the gun. What is this all about?
It is about a young lady called Violet Johnson and this is her story....
*******
Violet ran and ran, looking back only to find the faceless man chasing her.
He must not catch up with her. She could not afford to be caught.
Her strength was failing, she was becoming exhausted but looking back once more to find the faceless man catching up with her pumped adrenalin into her blood and she ran faster with renewed strength.
She looked back and couldn't find her pursuer and was weak with relief but she made up her mind that she was not going to stop until she got to safety but she reduced her speed because her relief had dispelled the adrenalin and she just wanted to catch her breath and continue to safety. She looked forward only to see her faceless pursuer. It was already too late. She could not turn back the way she came, running back towards the part she was fleeing through, away from this nightmare chasing her was out of the question and she could also not stop herself fast enough as she bumped into his outstretched hands.
His laughter sent goose pimples through her. His arms went round her causing her to feel revulsion. She knew he was going to force himself on her.
He laughed harder in triumph. His laughter was eerie and scary, so scary that she started screaming because of what she felt he would do to her. Her scream woke her and she found that she was in a dark place. She was drenched in sweat and panting.
She was engulfed in fear. She peered into the darkness afraid the man was lurking there but at the back of her mind, she was relieved that it was just a nightmare. She had been having this nightmare repeatedly since it occured and wondered if it would ever stop.
She stood up and put on the bedside lamp and then the switch and everywhere was flooded with light. The brightness made her blink but also made her feel safe.
She went into the bathroom for a quick shower. She could not forget all that had led to her having this nightmare continuously. It was what had made her refuse to trust any man in her life, except for her dad of course and her father's friend who had played a great role in ensuring that the nightmare did not become a reality.
Her mind went back to the event but she pushed the visions and thoughts out of her mind. She refused to think about it or see the pictures that the thought of that occurrence was causing to cloud in her mind.
She had decided to move on and on she would and never look back.
She looked at the clock on her bedside table and it was still two o'clock. She still had about four more hours at least before she could get up and start the assignment of the day. She wondered if she would be able to fall asleep again. She was scared that she would dream of him again. She thought of picking one of her novels to read till it was time to get up but she decided against it.
She thought of happier events and though it took a bit of time, she soon calmed down, her frayed nerves back to normal and she was able to go back to sleep. Luckily, she did not dream again and in the morning, she woke refreshed.
She had so much to do with her life and not to think about those who are not worth it. She could not waste her time on them at all.
Violet Johnson was a twenty two year old girl with pale gold hair and a slim body. She was a very jovial and trusting person. Well, that was before the event had taken her ready smile away from her face and eyes. She had trust issues now, especially where it concerned men.
She had blue eyes that reminded someone of the blue seas and her ready smile lit up the room. Her cheeks had been chubby before she lost her baby fat and grew into a serious minded slim young woman from the chubby carefree girl of fifteen she had been.
She had wanted to be a police officer like her father but her father had felt that it was not a good enough job for a female and had sent her to college to complete her studies. But the fact still remained that the job of catching criminals and getting the law to punish them for their crimes still held a deep fascination for her.
She had often wondered if it was really because she loved her father more than her mother who had abandoned her taking her preferred twin sister with her or because of her experience at the age of fifteen with a friend who betrayed her trust completely and would have ruined her life but for the timely intervention of a friend of her father's. She had been naive and too trusting, thinking no one could be that devious. She had been proven wrong.
She went most times to give her father food at his office during his break hours being a great cook and knowing that her father hated eating out.
She had asked her father about her mother and twin sister often but he had often told her that her mother was free to come back of she wanted but her frivolous lifestyle would not allow her to stay in a remote area such as where they were. She loved the town and he was sure he had brought up his other daughter to be like her.
Valerie Johnson her mother, had grown tired of staying in Barnes village and had wanted to go to the main part of London where all the events took place but Jeremy Johnson was a dedicated police officer and would not reflect his duties even for his discontent wife or ask for a transfer. He felt that the village needed him and he was one of the senior officers. Valerie decided to go by herself probably thinking that Jeremy would be forced to come after her. She threatened to take both twins but after the row that ensued, they came to a compromise and she left with Viola while Jeremy stayed with Violet and the twins were just five years at the time.
Their tears did nothing to change the minds of their parents. They were too stubborn to give in to the other and that was how they got separated.
Violet thought that they would reconcile later but police work and consistent travelling of her father as a secret agent ( he was later recruited as one because of his prowess), Violet had to stay most times with Mr. Stanley Hermione and his wife. She grew to be close to them and she almost forgot about her mother but thought about her twin who was her splitting image.
Alexa had a drugged one night stand with a stranger and became pregnant but had to flee to avert the shame her circumstance would bring her family. She comes back later seeking answers due to an incident that caused her amnesia. What happens when she finds out that the woman she had known as mother all her life is actually her father's first wife and she was an illegitimate daughter. Her mother, she is told abandoned her immediately she was born. What happens when quest for answers, uncovers alot of undesirable consequences? She finds she is no ordinary wolf but a tribrid and is faced with a trilemma: mated to a Lyncan King, a Vampire Lord and a Wizard Prince, which should she choose as she searches for the father of her pups? And if she finds out that she did not have twins as she thought but triplets , what happens when she remembers her beloved half sister was the one who stole her first son?
He pulled himself upright and looked deep into her eyes. Millicent felt Bereft. Why had he stopped? She asked herself. 'Do you want me?' he asked. 'Can you not smell it?' she asked. 'I want to hear you say it!' he ordered, and she could feel his body tense with his restraint. 'I want you, Christopher, I want you souch it hurts', she said, taking his hands and placing it at the entrance of her core. He felt her wetness and growled in anguish. He fell upon her, all semblance of self control lost.... ****** Millicent was rejected by her mate as soon as she came of age and got her wolf. The Alpha didn't want a weak omega slave for his Luna. Millicent accepted his rejection and was exiled. 'Can you ever forgive me?' Alpha Sylvester pleaded. This was coming two years later when he found her. He had been looking for her these two years to no avail. 'You rejected me and I accepted your rejection. What more do you want from me?' 'I want you back'. 'You no longer have any right over me'. 'Oh, but I do. You are my mate after all and therefore mine forever!' But how was it possible when she was mated to the twin Alphas?
'But for you, I would have had a wife. You came and ruined it all, did you consider the lives you were ruining?' Jake asked. 'I did not think...' she started. 'Of course you were not thinking, you were just acting impulsively and now I have to bear the brunt but not alone. Oh, no. Not alone. You owe me and I mean to collect, Catherine Wells!' Cathy was not sorry for what she had done. He needed to have a taste of his own medicine. Whatever was good for the goose is also good for the gander!
Gift had a secret Obsession. She knew because all her beautiful sisters had it too but she felt she could fight it. When she met handsome and popular Felix, she threw all cautions to the air but her obsession kicked in and ruined that lovely relationship. Now, she feeds her obsession and enjoy doing it, little caring that it could lead to tragic consequences....
Mirabel had suffered so much In her life. From being sexually abused continuously by her step father while her mother pretended not to be aware to being abused by her employer and then gang raped led by someone she thought was her friend and she could trust. 'I love you Mira. You are different from the rest', Joel whispered. 'I never thought that I could say this to any woman but there, you have really caught me in your web'. Mirabel could also not believe that she could feel this delirious with desire. She had thought her past experiences with sexual abuse had made her frigid. She knew she has trust issues now. But could she afford to trust Joel and risk her heart being broken? Or maybe she should just have a good time and leave him once she was done with him and move on to the next man....
Sharon could not believe that the man who was looking so remote and formidable was the man who had taken her last night. She had thought that he felt the same way she did but she was obviously mistaken, she thought as she was filled with same at how she had lost control of herself and what he must now think of her. She bit her lip and tasted the salt of her own blood. Damn him!
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. "It's time to reveal your true identity, darling."
"We shouldn't be doing this," I said breathlessly, clutching his shirt.  "What shouldn't we be doing?" he asked, trailing wet kisses to my jugular as I bit my lips not to moan out.  "Me and you, making out," I responded, yet tilting my head to give him more access to my neck, "I'm your nephew's fiancée."  "Am or was?" He bit my neck, and my hands trembled.  "You were his fiancée," he said, his deep, husky voice sending a pleasure wave to my gaping hole, "but lost you due to his carelessness."  I moaned, feeling his hand trailing close to my anticipating cunt, "No talking of another man now," his finger brushed my clit, "You are mine now!" He growled and dove a finger in me. *** After catching her fiance in bed with another woman a few days before their wedding, Emily Waston was devastated and angry. In desperation, she walked into a bar where she had an unforgettable one night stand with a stranger. To her ultimate shock, she discovered the stranger was her fiancé's uncle. And to make the matter worse, she got herself into a tacky situation where she couldn't leave her fiancé's life completely. By working as John's live-in secretary, she began to fall in love with his uncle. And John in particular noticed the closeness between them and began to get jealous and wanted her back. How would Emily handle the desire which the two alpha relatives have for her?
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
To exact revenge on her treacherous fiancé, Yvonne enticed Clayton into a liaison that promised advantages for both. Yet, when Yvonne spotted a woman resembling her at Clayton’s side, she recognized she was nothing more than a substitute. Discovering Clayton’s upcoming wedding, she departed with a generous severance sum. “Clayton, this is truly the end,” she declared resolutely. On the very day Yvonne was set to marry someone else, Clayton showed up, desperation clear in his eyes as he dropped to his knees. “Yvonne, please, don’t go through with it. Don’t marry him.”