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Alvira dreams of finding her prince charming and having a lovely family with him. She was forced to marry Luca Colton a ruthless billionaire who made her life a living hell. She was hurt, raped and treated like a trash by a man who is supposed to protect and love her. Will she ever escape this beast she called her husband? What made Luca treat her so badly? Stay tuned!!! And find out!!!
Alvira looked at the make up artist who was beautiful her face. Today is the day which she will be getting married to a man who she doesn't know anything about.
She vividly remember how her father broke the news of her engagement to Luca Colton a very ruthless and powerful business man who she knows nothing about.
The date, venue and contract for the wedding had all been set by her father and her soon to be husband.
She wasn't consulted for anything, not even the type of dress she would wear for her wedding.
She didn't have a chance when it came to her father after all.
She was weak, vulnerable and powerless when it came to Marco, her father.
She had no option than to marry Luca, all because of her father's selfish gain from Luca.
She wasn't going to be happy in the marriage, she knew that but what could she do?
If she tried running away, her dad was capable of tracking down her wherever she was and bringing her back even less than twenty four hours.
She felt hopeless and helpless.
All the same, she was getting married to Luca Colton.
She had it in mind to filling a divorce at their first month of marriage but if Luca or her father didn't want it, then no court would sign it.
That was how freaking influential they were.
Alvira couldn't escape marrying Luca, she knew that she was trapped.
She had barely slept last night from all the stress preparing from my freaking wedd...'
She was forcefully getting married to the worst kind of man anyone could think of.
She had cried myself to sleep countless times because of this day, she had begged but what could anyone do if their father was as strict as hell and could trade their life just for money?
As much as she didn't want to show up, she still didn't have it in me to elope.
She was too scared to and couldn't disappoint her mom too.
Her mom had begged her to go through with the engagement and then the marriage to avoid her father's wrath.
She was reluctant at first because she always wanted to marry someone that she loved but she later gave up seeing that she had no chance if she contended with my father.
"I own you!"
He would always say to her with authority and it kept her wondering if she was actually his daughter to or just a property or object that he bought.
She fiddled nervously with her white wedding dress as she tried to quickly wear her wedding dress.
It was about 8:05 am and the wedding was to commence by 8:30am.
What sort of a bride was she?
"You look so perfect and beautiful ma'am." The makeup artist complimented and she forced herself to smile.
She put on her shoe and walked downstairs to join her driver in the car.
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Alvira finally got to the wedding venue after her dad had yelled angrily at her of which she had blocked out and maneuvering there way to get there in six minutes.
They were having a church wedding and the venue was a really big cathedral.
She had never set foot in here before.
She was just told the specific location of the church.
Hee father did all the planning, leaving her completely out.
The church was filled with lots of people the moment they walked in, those she knew and those she didn't all waiting.
The moment they knew she stepped in, with her father holding my hand, everyone stood up and all attention was on her.
She looked up at her supposed husband to be who stood far at the altar with the priest standing behind him.
She haven't seen him ever since their engagement which was five months ago.
He looked different, a lot more mature with the extra beards and all.
His Jawline had gotten sharper over the years and if she was honest with myself, he sure did look a lot more handsome than the last time She saw seen him.
She then became upset.
All the while she had my focus on him, he didn't even spare her a glance. How arrogant?
He looked away, straight up and from his expression, he looked terribly bored.
They were just even starting the wedding ceremony.
Was she boring him already?
A frown was visible on her face from all that'd been going through my head.
Her father gave me a light nudge at her side, calling my attention.
He looked at her in concern.
"Are you okay sweetie?" Her dad said out in a low whisper in the midst of the loud sounds of various instruments.
"Yeah, yea I am fine"
she replied after reading his lips and regained back my composure.
She plastered a fake smile. Once again.
She looked over at Luca again but he was hell bent on ignoring her presence, even in the presence of hundreds of people.
If he was going to ignore her, then she'd show him that she was better at his own game.
It was immature of her but she was angry.
What sort of groom was he?
For other couples, when the bride comes walking down the isle, it was a thing of joy for both the bride and the groom. Most times, the groom would have a smile plastered on his face with anticipation. What on earth was this punk being all proud and arrogant for?
Oh, She get they didn't actually have a thing for each other but there was a thing called pretending. It existed.
For the fact this was their damn wedding, they could equally have put up an act for the time being.
She rolled my eyes at him, glaring at him.
When they finally got all the way up to where Luca stood and her father handed over my hand to Luca's awaiting one before patting her hand in Luca's then left for his seat her mom had reserved for him . Luca took it from there and slowly led her to the priest.
It was now time to say their wedding vows..
Alvira said her's almost enthusiastically..
It was Lucas turn to say his and the way he took the oath murdered every form of fervor in her and probably buried it six feet underneath the ground.
She glared at him..
'What was wrong with him?'
BLURB "You never wanted me," Eva's voice trembled, but her gaze was steady as she glared at Maxmillan. "You were too blinded by your love for Sara to see the truth." Maximilian clenched his fists, his jaw tight. "You think I don't regret it? Every moment, Eva. Every moment I spent hurting you.." "Hurting me?" she cut him off, her eyes filled with anger. "You ruined me, Max. You let my sister and step mother destroy me, and when I needed you most, you turned your back on me, you made me go through hell." His chest tightened. "I was wrong. I know that now, but..." "But it's too late," she snapped. "I'm not the helpless girl you left behind. I've come back for what's mine." Max's voice softened, almost pleading. "And what if I'm part of what's yours?" Eva's lips curled into a bitter smile. "Maybe. Or maybe I'll destroy you the way you destroyed me." ******* Forced into a loveless marriage to save her family's business, Eva endures cruelty from her husband, Maximilian, who believes she manipulated his grandfather into choosing her as his bride. Blinded by his love for her sister, Sara, Maximilian made Eva go through hell. Eva endures not only Maximilian's abuse but also the hurt and betrayal from her own family. Eva is framed for a tragedy and sent to prison, she's rescued by a powerful and influencial figure who she never knew existed. Six years later, Eva returns. No longer the broken and helpless woman she once was, She is now a force to be reckoned with. She is back to seek revenge on all those who had made her life hell. Now, Maximilian regrets his mistakes and isn't ready to let her go. Eva hold a secret that will shatter Maxmillan's world. What is that secret? Will Eva choose love and forgiveness, or will revenge be the only thing that can heal her broken heart?
In a dangerous world where blood shed is rampant, men has no value for human life, power, money and influence rules the world lies a very powerful and dangerous Mafia clan and leader TROY LEGEND also known as THE MASTER. Troy, the ruthless Master of the Dragon Blood Clan moves like a ghost, he rules his empire with an iron fist. Known for his merciless tactics and ice-cold heart, he's feared by friends and enemies alike. Betrayal is met with brutal punishment, and innocence is seen as a weakness to be crushed. A huge storm in the person of Lena Martinez enters his life. Lena is the sweetest, most innocent girl you've ever met. Always smiling, always kind. But Lena's got a secret - one that could turn the whole mafia world upside down. What happens when these total opposites crash into each other's lives? Imagine a tornado meeting a delicate flower. That's Troy and Lena. How do they meet? What brings Lena into Troy Legend dangerous world? And what happens when Troy and his mafia clan gets a dose of Lena's sweetness? But the biggest mystery of all - what's Lena hiding behind that innocent smile? Could her secret be the key to melting Troy's frozen heart? Or will it destroy everything he's built? As Troy and Lena worlds collide, sparks fly and tensions rise. Will innocence tame the beast, or will darkness snuff out the light? One thing's for sure - after Troy meets Lena, nothing in their world will ever be the same again.
Lexa is a young beautiful girl who has always been on the run from Darius Martinez who is also called Lucifer, she knows she needs to get away from him at all cost because of the grave sin that she has committed. Her heavy and cruel sin binds her fate to his relentless pursuit, no one will ever forgive her, no one will be able to save her from Lucifer's grip, she needs to get away from him at all cost, she needs to save her life. She knows that if he gets his hands on her she is a dead meat, she knows that he won't spare her once he gets his hands on her. But her salvation lies in the secret that she carries, a secret that could either damn her or set her free. What grave sin did she commit against Lucifer?
Luna Rodriguez had endured heartache and betrayal. Her fiance, once the love of her life, had turned into a monster. He not only shattered her trust but also tore apart her family. They called him Lucifer. His cruelty towards she and her family shattered her very existence. Haunted by fear, Luna fled. She disappeared leaving behind her old life and identity. But she couldn't escape the memories of her past, the way he looked at her with cold eyes, the hurtful words that he spat, and the pain he inflicted. Now, after years in hiding, Luna returned. She was no longer the naive girl he'd manipulated and destroyed. Determined to seek justice, reclaimed everything that she had lost and make her ex fiancee feel every pain he inflicted on her, every tears that she had shed, every dream shattered and every relationship he had destroyed. she faced her demons head on. With a new face and identity she stepped into Lucifer den, but as she stepped back into the lion's den, she wondered Could she outwit Lucifer? Or would he trap her once more in his web of darkness and lies?
Luna the only daughter of the leader of notorious assassin the bloody haven, she moved like a ghost. Her father, the bloody and cruel leader of the notorious Bloody haven assassin, although he gave her a quality education, he had had shaped her into a lethal instrument. Despite her intelligent, her beauty and curves that adorned her body she doesn't believe in love and affection because of the way she was raised. The memories of her first mission scared her and it haunted her. They called her " The Ghost," a name that cause shiver down the spine of many people. Her face remained veiled, her eyes bloodshot and unyielding. Human lives was worthless to her and they held no value to her. Human life held no value for her, it was merely a means to an end. Trust was a luxury she couldn't afford, and her only confidant was the cold steel of her gun. Luna found herself entangled with the Leonard Cohen a man who she was assigned to kill by her father. Leonard Cohen is a billionaire and the CEO of Golden Corp group a man who wielded power and influence that rippled through the country. A man who was trained in the art of Martials, a man whose heart was devoid of trust. How could she get close to the cold CEO? Could love bloom in the midst of danger? Would she succeed in her mission, or would her heart betray her? Destiny had drawn them together as they both fell in love. Luna faced a choice, loyalty to her father or the possibility of a forbidden connection with the man she was sent to kill. But will that same destiny that brought them together tear them apart?
All Leonard Cohen ever wanted was the love and warmth of his mother, he was sent away by his mother after the death of his father. The lack of maternal affection has left him cold, rude, and arrogant toward everyone. However, everything changes when he discovers that his mother has adopted another child during his absence. She couldn’t care for her own child, but she chose to adopt another. Leonard’s resentment grows—he despises both his mother and the adopted child. But then he learns something about the girl. She is unlike any other girl he has known. Innocent and pure, she lacks hatred in her heart and sadness. Her innocence extends beyond her emotions; it also resides in her body. This revelation pushes Leonard to the edge. How can someone be so innocent? He desires her, wanting to transform her into something like himself—dark, filled with hatred and impurity. He aims to take her innocence and replace it with unholiness. Will he succeed in corrupting her or ruining her innocence?
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
"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."