In the bustling metropolis, amidst the harmonious chaos of city life, fate orchestrates an unexpected encounter between Isabella, a passionate writer lost in the world of her own imagination, and Lucas, a kindred spirit captivated by the beauty of words. Their chance meeting in a park sparks an undeniable connection, weaving an intricate tale of serendipity and unexplored emotions. As they navigate through shared passions, deep conversations, and fleeting glances, Isabella and Lucas find themselves entangled in an enchanting dance of destiny. But as feelings blossom and secrets surface, will their budding romance withstand the trials of fate?
The city was a labyrinth of sound, a cacophony of car horns, bustling crowds, and distant laughter that blended into an urban symphony. Amidst the chaos stood Isabella, a young aspiring writer who found solace in the simple melody of her own thoughts. The setting sun cast a warm golden hue upon the city streets as Isabella strolled through the bustling park. Her mind, a whirlwind of half-formed stories and characters, sought inspiration from the world around her.
With a notebook clutched against her chest and a pen tucked behind her ear, she meandered along the winding paths, absorbing the sights and sounds. Lost in her musings, she failed to notice the shadow of another person approaching until a sudden collision sent her notebook spiraling out of her hands. Pages fluttered like autumn leaves caught in an unexpected gust of wind. Isabella gasped, instinctively moving to gather the scattered thoughts and sketches that had spilled across the ground. "Are you okay?" A voice, warm and concerned, interrupted her frantic attempts to collect her thoughts. Looking up, she found herself face-to-face with a young man, his dark hair ruffled by the breeze, holding a few of her pages in his outstretched hand. "Yes, thank you," she replied, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she accepted the rescued pages. Their fingertips briefly brushed, sending an inexplicable shiver down her spine. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," the young man said with an apologetic smile. "No harm done," Isabella assured him, her gaze briefly meeting his before she hurriedly returned her attention to the scattered papers. As she gathered the last page, she couldn't help but notice his gentle demeanor and the subtle kindness in his eyes. "Here, let me help," he offered, kneeling beside her to gather the remaining pages. Together, they collected the last of her scattered ideas, their hands occasionally brushing in the process. Each accidental touch sent a spark through Isabella, a sensation she couldn't quite understand. "Thank you," she said, offering a grateful smile as she secured the loose papers back into her notebook."I'm Lucas," he introduced himself, extending a hand towards her. "Isabella," she replied, reciprocating the gesture, feeling a curious warmth spread from her hand to her heart at their contact. Their eyes met, and for a fleeting moment, time seemed to stand still amidst the bustling park. "So, what fills these pages?" Lucas inquired, gesturing toward her notebook with genuine interest."Oh, just... thoughts, snippets of stories," Isabella explained, feeling a hint of self-consciousness at the idea of sharing her creative musings with a stranger. "I'm intrigued," Lucas said with a smile that put her at ease. "I'm a bit of a bookworm myself. Mind if I take a peek?" Isabella hesitated for a moment, then nodded, offering him a sheepish smile as she handed over the open notebook. Lucas leaned in, his eyes scanning the handwritten pages filled with imaginative tales and poetic fragments. He nodded along as if he understood the unspoken emotions behind each word."These are beautiful," he remarked, looking up with genuine admiration. "You have a way with words, Isabella." "Thank you," she replied, a bashful smile tugging at her lips. "I've always loved telling stories." Their conversation flowed effortlessly, weaving through discussions about literature, shared favorite authors, and the beauty of finding kindred spirits unexpectedly. Isabella found herself drawn to Lucas's easy charm and genuine interest in her passions. There was an undeniable connection, a sense of familiarity in their conversation that she couldn't quite place. As the sky darkened and the park lamps flickered to life, a realization dawned upon her-she had been talking with Lucas for hours, losing track of time in the midst of their animated discussion. "I should probably get going," Isabella said reluctantly, glancing at her watch. "I didn't realize how late it had gotten.""Of course," Lucas replied, a hint of disappointment flickering across his features. "It was a pleasure meeting you, Isabella." "Likewise, Lucas," she said, offering him a warm smile before tucking her notebook under her arm. With a final glance and a fluttering of emotions she couldn't quite decipher, Isabella bid him farewell and continued her walk through the park.As she walked away, a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions danced through her mind. There was something about Lucas-his genuine interest, the way their conversation flowed effortlessly-that left her feeling both exhilarated and inexplicably drawn to him. With each step, the memory of their chance encounter lingered like a childhood memory, promising the possibility of something more-a story yet to unfold in the city's urban symphony. And as Isabella disappeared into the depths of the city streets, she couldn't shake the feeling that destiny had woven their paths together in that fleeting moment in the park.
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."