"Candice, when's the orientation?" I asked when we got to the dorm. "This afternoon, then tomorrow enrollment in the club you want then next day is the first day of classes and on Friday and Saturday try outs on the sports you want to join when intramurals are over. Because their intramurals are early here and they are prioritized They do it now. Don't you want to join the cheerleading squad? " I nodded. "The try-outs are also on Friday. And believe me, they were very strict to the point that almost 50 tried outs but they only took three, that's what happened last year." I nodded. "Let's eat first, before we go to the Auditorium." I just nodded again at what he said. "What club are you in, Candice?" I asked, because he has been studying here since 7th Grade while I was just a transferee. "Actresses and Actors, you? What club are you in?" He asked. "Outcasts" I answered and it stopped. "I trip to outcast so you stop." He sniffed at me. "Are you sure you're in the outcasts, and not in the Groovers?" I shook my head. "I would have loved the Groovers but I'd rather trip to the Outcasts." My answer. "You're saying Damien Jefferson, which club is that?" I will ask. "Of course it's The Bands, as usual. It's mostly men." I winced. "Is that part of the Academy Basketball Team?" I will ask. "Of course, that's the MVP. All-Time-MVP, since he joined the Basketball team, he's always been the MVP." He replied.
Chapter 1
chapter 1
I stretched my body and yawned as I woke up. I also felt the sunlight hitting my face. I looked at the clock, it was nine am. Seriously, it's been a long time since I slept that long. It feels good.
I got up and went straight to the kitchen to mix orange juice and toast bread. I slept a long time but I still feel very sleepy. I don't usually get a day off but when I do, I spend the whole day lying on my bed either sleeping or watching a series or a movie. that's all I always do and I'm happy with that.
I don't usually go out with friends... because I'm not a friendly person so I don't have many friends.
I turned on the tv and was relaxing just drinking orange juice when suddenly the cr door opened so I looked there. I literally threw up the juice I was drinking when I saw Terrence with only a towel and water dripping from his hair to his body. he also seemed surprised that I was there.
"Ooops, sorry. Didn't know you were there." He said and casually walked to his room. Stunned, I followed him until he entered and closed the door.
What was that? Her body is beautiful! I swallowed because my mouth felt like it was full of saliva, luckily it didn't drip. The morning will startle. Still have abs and muscles. If only her attitude was as beautiful as her body.
I frowned when I remembered the first time I brought him here to the apartment. I only heard complaints. It's too small. It's too plain, why is the bathroom common, and so on. I was about to collapse if he didn't pay immediately.
He has been here in the apartment for almost a month. we don't really talk because when I arrive it's very late, otherwise I go straight to the room to sleep. It seems that there is no information.
After a while, he came out of his room. I can see him through my peripheral vision as he walks to the kitchen. I also noticed that he was glancing at me.
"Hey." I ignored him and pretended to just watch TV. I'm not in the mood to talk to him. There is always nonsense coming out of his mouth. "Jude."
Even though I tried to ignore him, I can still feel his presence. I feel something strange, an evil spirit as it were. I noticed that he walked closer to me so I turned the volume louder for him to have a hint that I don't want to talk, but the fool, actually walked in front of me.
"What do you want?" I asked annoyed. he looked at me with an amused face.
"I hope you don't mind me asking, but.. are you really a lesbian?" I immediately stood up because of his question but he was very tall because I was only up to his neck so I stood up.
Why is this person so tall? I look like an elf in a sermon here. Annoying!
"You have a problem with homosexuals huh?!" He was taken aback by my sudden outburst so he suddenly raised both hands as if surrendering.
"Alright. I'm sorry. I was just asking." I just looked at him evilly while backing away and when he disappeared in front of me I sat down again. He will actually be the reason when I have a heart attack for the very first time in my life. Even though I don't have high blood pressure, my high blood pressure will really increase with him.
I've been watching a movie for a while now, it's about to end but I can't concentrate enough because while I'm focused on the TV, this one is staring at me. He was sitting on the other sofa. I don't know but I was counted. He was still there while eating Pringles. I looked at him but he just frowned and didn't even take his eyes off me.
"If you don't stop staring at me I will kick you out." It didn't seem like he was scared at all because he just took a bite of Pringles while still staring at me. didn't his parents teach him that staring at others is bad?
"You really look familiar. You look like someone, I just can't remember who." He said while holding his chin. I rolled my eyes at him. That's old style.
"Your style is rotten." He laughed.
"I'm not hitting on you. You're really familiar." But, to be honest, the first time I saw him he was also familiar, but I didn't pay attention because that kind of face is very common. Those handsome chins. He shrugged. "But anyway, why are you here? today? Don't you have work?"
"You, don't you have a job?" I asked him back.
"Nothing." He said as he leaned against the sofa. I raised an eyebrow because of what he said. Is it just me, or is this person's actions really annoying? It seems that everything he does annoys me because he looks so lazy.
"Wala as in wala? Or wala as in your day off?" he shrugged and didn't answer. People like this are irritating, the ones you talk to and then won't answer. I'm really not this talkative, thanks to him I waste my saliva and talk to him.
I stood up and didn't speak again. He will take care of that. i stood up and decided to stay for the rest of the day inside my room, buried in comics and books,
"Look, I think we started on the wrong foot." I stopped from opening my door when I heard him. I turned and saw him standing up. I just watched as he walked towards me. "I haven't really introduced myself properly to you. I'm Terrence, but you can call me Trei."
I looked at his hand that was in front of me back to his face. He was smiling at me and waiting for me to hold his hand. I sighed. well, if I really want us to get along I have to be friends with him. I took it for a handshake and his smile grew wider.
"Judea, just Jude." I said without smiling.
"But are you a lesb..." He quickly stopped what he was going to say when I threatened to punch him. I reported it to the LGBT community.
"What do you care if I'm gay?"
"So are you saying that you are?" I made him suffer.
"I'm a girl." He grinned and I made a face. What does that smile mean? Isn't that a lot?! "I'm a woman but I know taekwondo, and I also do boxing, I'm telling you. Don't try anything if you don't want to break a bone in no time."
He laughed out loud. "Why did you ever think that I'll do something like that? And you? You're not my type-no offense."
he laughed loudly again and wiped the tears from his eyes. I was so sick that I punched him in the stomach causing him to hold it there and cough. Then he sat on the sofa while still clutching his stomach.
"I warned you." I said flatly. "Don't piss me off again."
"But I didn't! i was being honest!" Wow, he's recovered but he's still stroking his stomach. He grinned. "That's my abs shield. I'll admit, that punch was strong. For a boyish nerd like you, who knew you could throw a punch?"
Honestly, he was the one who punched me like that. I have too much patience and I'm not a quarrelsome person to use that. I don't know why when it comes to this man I'm nervous. I kind of missed working out. It was just my past time.. eight months ago. When I wasn't this hard at work.
but life is life, you still get up in the morning even when it fucks you up everyday.
"So what's your plan for today?" He asked, I just made him hard. "We can go out and have lunch together."
I frowned and stopped washing the glasses I had used earlier. "What for?"
"To get to know each other. For us to be friends? Don't you want to be friends with your housemate?"
"No I do not." I said coldly and continued on putting soap to the mug. He walked closer to me and stood beside me at the counter. "Stop me if you don't want to taste another blow."
"Why are you so mean to me? I'm being nice here."
"I don't feel you." He laughed. What's funny with what I said? It's true. The look on his face disgusts me. I just looked at him badly.
"What? what do I have to do so that you can feel me?" I looked at him and he was smiling at me like a fool. I said that it's really big! I threw a punch directly at his face but he caught my hand and pulled me towards him and wrapped his arms around my waist.I punched his shoulder but he didn't even bulge.
"Hey we need to get along if we are staying in one house." He said laughing before he let go of me.
"Fine! But we're KKB." I said as I fixed my glasses, which were slightly tilted because of what happened earlier.
"KKB?" He frowned when he asked.
"He pays for it. I don't want to pay for your food, maybe you have money." He is the one who invited me, maybe he will pay me later. It looks like he doesn't really have a job because he's always here. But he paid the rent right away. He grinned.
"Sure." That's it. maybe the job is online.
"Candice, when's the orientation?" I asked when we got to the dorm.
"This afternoon, then tomorrow enrollment in the club you want then next day is the first day of classes and on Friday and Saturday try outs on the sports you want to join when intramurals are over. Because their intramurals are early here and they are prioritized They do it now. Don't you want to join the cheerleading squad? " I nodded.
"The try-outs are also on Friday. And believe me, they were very strict to the point that almost 50 tried outs but they only took three, that's what happened last year." I nodded.
"Let's eat first, before we go to the Auditorium." I just nodded again at what he said.
"What club are you in, Candice?" I asked, because he has been studying here since 7th Grade while I was just a transferee.
"Actresses and Actors, you? What club are you in?" He asked.
"Outcasts" I answered and it stopped.
"I trip to outcast so you stop." He sniffed at me.
"Are you sure you're in the outcasts, and not in the Groovers?" I shook my head.
"I would have loved the Groovers but I'd rather trip to the Outcasts." My answer.
"You're saying Damien Jefferson, which club is that?" I will ask.
"Of course it's The Bands, as usual. It's mostly men." I winced.
"Is that part of the Academy Basketball Team?" I will ask.
"Of course, that's the MVP. All-Time-MVP, since he joined the Basketball team, he's always been the MVP." He replied.
* - *
I had just finished the orientation when I saw that I would meet DJ, Damien Jefferson with his friends.
I was even more stunned when Candice suddenly grabbed my arm and tightened her grip on it.
"You might break my arm." I said so it turned to me then grinned raw.
I just kept shaking. I saw DJ look at me and I even saw him smile when I caught him looking at me.
He will continue to enjoy it.
I just sighed and ignored him. I might just lose my mind.
"Hi, Candice!" I greeted Candice when I kissed them and I almost raised my eyebrow when Candice blushed.
The hell! The toy ah.
"Hello!" He greeted back.
They were still staring at each other so Candice stopped walking.
I just closed my eyes tightly then removed Candice's grip and continued walking. They may even think that I am like the one there who greeted and just smiled and lost his sanity.
I started walking when someone grabbed my wrist and tightened the grip on it.
I turned to the handle and saw it was DJ.
"Do you need something?" I asked as if I didn't care who he was or what.
I even saw that his companions seemed amazed at what I had done.
"Don't you know me?" He asked then slowly smiled. Does he think he's making her grin smile?
He just looks like a mad dog.
"No, Why? Do I need to know you?" I answered her and I saw that her companions seemed to be laughing while Candice was blinking.
"Woah! You're really something. Are you mad because of what I said earlier?" He replied.
"Is that all you need?" I asked and saw that his eyebrows were raised because of my answer.
"No, I just want to introduce myself to you. I forgot to do that earlier." He replied.
"No need, I don't care anyways." His companions laughed again as he seemed to be starting to get annoyed.
As Candice stared.
I feel sorry for him. I approached him just staring into his eyes.
I even saw his companions stop again as he stared at me. When the faces were only a few inches away, I stopped.
I even regretted him before speaking.
"Are you annoyed baby boy? Psh. Is it the first time that you were treated this way? Good for you then. It's embarrassing because of your sunglasses. It still looks expensive. Vergara my a*s." I then said that he violently removed his grip on my wrist and started walking.
* - *
"You're really crazy, Zhamira! What got into your neck and you stabbed Damien! Aish!" I sniffed Candice.
"What? He's really very rude, it's very obvious from his actions and then from what he did in the orientation and the one at the gate!" I answered but he turned me around.
"Do you know the trend of discrimination here at the Academy, Zhamira? Even if we say that Dean strictly forbids that there are still a few who can get away with it! How can you get into that Cheerleading Squad! You're really going crazy!" He said.
"What connection did I make to her joining the cheerleading squad?" I will ask.
"The Varsity will be involved in deciding who will join the cheerleading squad. I don't know what the board of members thought as to why they allowed that. As well as your joining the Outcast! Well!" Seems frustrated Candice added.
"Since graduating the batch of her parents have all gone back to normal. The Outcast is outcast! The ballerinas are the queens and the heads of the bands are considered the kings!" I sighed.
"Candice, no need to worry. I can handle myself. They'll take care of what they want to do, everything will be okay. So you don't need to worry okay?" He calmed down and nodded slowly.
"Fine! I can't be with you when you sign up for Outcats, I'm the Vice President of our club. Will you be okay?" I nodded.
"Yeah. Am I still?" He laughed and then hugged me.
"Yes." He said so I hugged back to him.
"Yes, let's say I fucking love it." he said making me smile. We stayed in that position for a while and I shivered again for the second time. he changed our position so he was on top again. He put his hand on my side and moved freely on top of me. "Ohhh! Fa-Faster please." "I can't hear you, baby?" He was still teasing and slowed down his movement as he entered with full emphasis. I held his seat to make him lean more. "Alright, hurry up." "Next, baby." he said and sped up again. While he wasn't moving as fast as he was, he was relentlessly kissing my lips. I like this. I want to give him everything. he is the man who made me feel strange feelings. I feel that I will be very hurt when he leaves me. So I will do everything to be the only woman for him. We hugged each other and I was amazed by his last strength. I rested deeply and accepted the warm liquid he released from my insides. We kissed again and smiled at each other. He pulled out his length and left on top of me. He stood next to me and hugged me so I leaned on his chest and closed my eyes. "Flirt!" I woke up when someone grabbed my hair so I winced in pain especially when it pulled me down on the bed. "Suzanne!" "You're an animal! You're an animal, Atreo!" I was confused as I wrapped the blanket around my naked body. I looked at the woman who was beautiful, sophisticated, well dressed, and maybe the same age as Kuya. "Suzane, please, don't come here." I looked at both of them because I couldn't understand why the girl was crying. The woman looked at me when I stood up. I was shocked when he slapped me so I held my cheek and looked at it. I can see his tears and anger on his face. "You're flirtatious! You managed to hook up with my husband!" I was almost pierced and couldn't breathe from what he said. Husband? Is Atreo his wife? I looked at Atreo Ripler Alvarez. The guy I thought was single. The man I thought I could have. "Grace, let me explain." I cried and almost wanted to sink to the ground in my situation. I hate myself. I ran outside with only a blanket covering my nakedness. I could hardly see the road because of my flooding tears that blurred my vision. "You're flirtatious! You managed to hook up with my husband!" "You're flirtatious! You managed to hook up with my husband!" "You're flirtatious! You managed to hook up with my husband!" What the woman said kept echoing in my mind. I sat down on a rock and hugged myself as I continued to sob. "You are nothing but a mistress, Grace."
 "ELLESA WHAT THE HELL WAS GOING ON !!!" I woke up because of that thunderous voice. I got up and looked at the person at my bedroom door. And immediately a blanket covered my body "D-dad?" My answer is shocking. The person next to me moved and I felt stunned by it as well. "YOU'RE A DISGUSTING WOMAN. ANY MAN YOU MAY HAVE BROUGHT HERE! YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR MOTHER! YOU'RE JUST GIVING THIS FAMILY SHAME!" He added. I want to cry because of dad’s insult to me. I wanted to defend myself but I lost word. I can't talk back to my dad. "Mr. Craig? How did you get here? As far as I know your house isn't here." Dad's Sarcastic Promise. None of us spoke. "A lot of media is out because someone saw you last night in a parking lot at a club. REALLY? OUTSIDE YOU REALLY DID IT? YOU ELLESA! YOU'RE AN EDUCATED WOMAN RIGHT? BUT YOU ACT LIKE A LOWLY SLUT." He is there again for his insult. "I want you two to get married as soon as possible." Authoritative he said. "WHAT? HELL NO! I WILL NEVER DO THAT MR. GIBB!" Nate shouted.  "Whether you agree it or not, you're going to marry my daughter. Or else I'll bring down your company. Don't fight me Mr. Craig." After that dad turned around.
It repeatedly enters my mind that what I am doing is wrong but I can’t step back now. I peeked into the grand mansion. The monster's house That's what they call the man who lives here. I haven't really seen him yet but because of rumors. I couldn't stop my curiousity so here I am. I'm sure my Mama will scold me again when she finds out what I'm doing. I kept hearing so many things about the man named Alexendris Courner. About how ruthless he is and short temper. I wonder, if it's really true. Based on what I see. He is extremenly rich. He has a two storey mansion. I think. His land area is 8 hectares and it is not just a mansion that stands here. "Odd. Why does it seem so quiet?" I asked in astonishment I looked around before approaching the guard house and was surprised to see nothing there. He doesn't have a security guard? In the size of his house. Isn't he afraid to rob? I was hesitant to enter. I know it's trespassing but I can't help myself. I slammed the gate. I almost drowned when I pushed it open. My eyes widened. "A-aren't they already robbed?" Nope! This is not trespassing. I'm just checking. Later they are actually robbed. I'm just a concerned citizen! I shared the sight across the house. I see three sports car parked in the right side. Is there anyone inside? I'm even more nervous e. I made my way through the door. My hand was still shaking as I knocked on the door. No one's answering. "Knock Knock-" I was interrupted by someone speaking behind me. "You!" My chest throbbed when I heard that baritone voice as if the was ready. I slowly turned away. Our eyes met. His deep sharp blue eyes bore at me. There's a dangerous glint in those orbs that pushed me back. He took big steps until he could get close to me. He held my hand and drew me harshly. "You shouldn't be here ... young woman."
"Let's get a divorce"- His wife looked at him, he stood up and approached his wife. "What do you mean Divorce? Are you really gonna leave me?"- he said while stroking her wife's cheek, Charlotte removed his husband's hand and stepped back "Yes! and I'll do anything just to get rid off of you!"- she shouted, her husband just grinned at her. "If you can"- he said and went back to where he was sitting and drank some wine Charlotte was holding tightly to her pants......
I sighed a few more times before driving my car away. I don't care about him anymore. but I forgave him a long time ago even though I was very hurt by what he did before. Oh God! I hope our paths never cross again.
"You're really rude! Be respectful!" Dad said angrily. I smiled bitterly because of what he said. "Rude? You're the reason I've been rude! If only you hadn't been so selfish, I wouldn't have been that!" I answer back. "We didn't become selfish children, we did it for you — for your future. We want your life to be peaceful when you graduate." Mom said tearfully. "Is that your solution for my future? You must be stupid then. I can work after I graduate. What you said is that you did it for yourself-so that you can be even richer and be known by all over the world and- " “How dare you talk back to your mother!”-Dad. I winced at what Dad had done. Its the second time he slapped me. I was grabbed by my sore cheek and started crying again. But instead of acting, I wiped away my tears and smiled wryly. "There you are again. Does it feel good to slap your daughter over and over again Dad? Is it comforting? Because I felt like slapping me is becoming your habit." I said to him. Dad didn't speak right away because of what I said. Mom kept crying as she hugged Dad's arm. "I'm sorry daughter." Only Dad said. I ignored them and started walking up the stairs. Mom tried to stretch my hand to stop me but I just tapped her and left. "Do you think you can stop this agreement? Sorry daughter but you have no other way. You need to marry him! Because I say so!" Dad chased after me but I just ignored it. You're wrong Dad, there's still a way.
Drugged and deceived, she bore a child amidst tragedy-her son, falsely declared dead at birth. Fueled by the agony, she disappeared, only to return years later with both her daughter and an adopted son, driven by an unyielding desire for revenge against those who had wronged her and her late mother. The plot takes an unexpected twist when the haunting truth surfaces: her son is alive, and his father is a powerful CEO.
"I, Sophia Addison, of the Crescent Moon Pack, deny your rejection, Jacob Carter." I smiled triumphantly at him and he just glared at me. I can hear loud gasps and whispers throughout the place. They cannot believe that their goody-two-shoes of a senior year president is rejecting me in front of everybody. What goody-two-shoes? More like a two faced jerk! That is why, here I am, denying his rejection. Oh well, I refuse to suffer alone. So...let us both suffer together my dear mate.
"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."
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."
Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called “sister”. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, “Never!”
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.