Prim and proper? That's not Savannah Bea Ann Takahashi-Castillo at all. She's savage, boyish, and a risk-taker. Raised by her four overprotective-brothers, she flees out of their Hacienda for the first time. She meets Phantom Claude Hyperion, a cold, selfish, arrogant bastard, and package full of trouble. Their presence collided, a fire ignites. They never wanted each other but, their body says otherwise. Their destinies never meant to cross, yet they had it. It was impossible, but they couldn't resist.
Savannah arched an eyebrow as the man who had collided with her hurled an insult in her direction. The fault, it seemed, lay solely with him. And it was he who succumbed to anger.
"The method you employ has become quite familiar to me. I am certain that our paths will cross, only to lead to a dull and uneventful exchange," the man scoffed at her.
Savannah's head throbbed with a searing heat, and her ears reverberated with a deafening ring. She released her grip and took a deep breath, reminding herself that the surrounding revelers were enjoying themselves. However, the man in question showed no signs of abating.
"Sl*ts are sl*ts, no matter what." The man shook his head disapprovingly and emitted a soft tsk sound. Savannah found herself unable to resist.
She approached the man with a graceful stride, her veil fluttering in the breeze. With a delicate touch, she draped the fabric over his face, obscuring his features from view. She had reached a point where the number of people who laid eyes on them no longer held any significance to her. Savannah had reached a point where her appearance and level of education were of little concern to her. He had managed to infuriate her. With a swift motion, she drove her knee straight into the man's groin.
"Jerk! The occurrence was entirely unintentional! Refrain from hurling insults in my direction in the presence of others," she said sternly. "It was you who collided with me. Just so you know, even if you're the last man on the cruise ship, I shall never attempt to seduce you!" With a swift motion, Savannah's hand connected with his cheek in a resounding punch. The man let out a guttural groan as waves of pain coursed through his body, threatening to pull him into an abyss of unconsciousness. All because of the woman's actions.
"I refuse to be labeled as promiscuous by you, you despicable individual!" She gazed at him with a critical eye, taking in every feature of his face. "You are not even handsome," she remarked coolly.
"Why would I engage in an activity that would lower my standards to those of a person of lesser character, such as yourself?" Savannah seethed with anger as she delivered a forceful blow to the man's jaw.
On rare occasions, she dons a gown, yet there always seems to be an objection. The course of her day had been irrevocably altered, leaving her in a state of ruin.
She had come with the intention of having a pleasant evening of socializing, but sadly, the presence of someone who was nothing short of an offensive and unpleasant person thwarted her plans. The man was completely astounded by the woman's display of strength as he stood there. He couldn't believe that someone of her size could deliver such a powerful punch.
His senses were overwhelmed with shock, rendering him speechless. The woman standing before him was familiar, yet he could not place her. His jaw and manhood throbbed with pain, a physical manifestation of his confusion and disorientation.
With a toss of her hair, Savannah fixed a steely glare on the man before her. With a fierce glare, she extended her middle finger in a vulgar gesture before delivering another forceful blow to the man's leg.
"May you find yourself in the fiery depths of hell, you imbecilic fool!" she spat, her voice dripping with venom. Savannah seethed with anger. Should she continue to loiter in their midst, she may very well administer a sound thrashing to the gentleman in question.
"You should check your f*cking eyes the next time this happens; maybe there's something wrong and you can't see everyone who comes up to you. Furthermore, your appearance does not quite meet the standards of being approachable."
"You all pay attention! Pay close attention! You already know I'm in love! Who is it? With the person that despises me! So, I congratulate myself." -Marydeth Marie Goodfield She is desperate to win Calven Ken Strauss's heart but the question is. Will Calven love him back?
Livia Lumiere Carlos is a beautiful lady. Others were always deceiving and tricking her. She had difficulty on their hands. Others used her as an errand girl - their slave - while mocking her behind her back for her brilliant mind, commitment, and innocence. But when her husband cheated on her with her best friend, she decided enough was enough. However, Livia died of a sudden heart attack with her dying wish to turn back time. "Whoever stands in my way, I will mercilessly trample them," she promised. "Livia, the slave and errand girl, is no more."
Emaline Liliana's dreams and sleep have always been erotic and lustful, fueled by intense touch, passionate kisses, love, and care. She dreamed of a man with red eyes and two pointed fangs who always smiled and laughed before ending the dream with a bloody scream. A nightmare that is both beautiful and endless. Once the Vampires had taken over the world, the ruthless Vampire King gave the humans a choice: become a source of blood for them, or become their beloved. A place where a human who is both naïve and blind would perish.
In a world where humans and lycans co-exist, both societies must adapt to new norms and circumstances. Lycans became prominent city leaders due to their superior strength and intelligence. As the idea of a destined mate faded into myth, lycans began to choose their mates from among human participants in an annual mating ceremony. And at that ceremony, human beings stay far away from Alpha Nero Aimilios Astadel. The human race has a long history of warning its young, especially female offspring, to keep their distance from the Alpha. Avert your gaze, stay out of his way, and under no circumstances should you anger him. What if, an average human named Verity Catina Eirian showed up at the mating ceremony and was mated with Alpha Astadel, the most powerful and notorious Alpha, who didn't believe in fated mates and who showed no mercy to his enemies? Will Verity heed her mother's advice and stay away from Alpha Astadel, or will he win over his destined mate?
"I, Alpha Killan Raiden Leonidas, hereby reject you as my mate." When Ackerly Ciro Galeno heard these rejection from his mate because his sexual orientation, the man wanted to die and just vanished without traces. He became depressed and hurt, but he realized that he needed to move on because he was already used to being rejected by everyone. Alpha Killan then realized he needed his mate. It's his turn to go after his mate, but how can he prove his good intentions if Ackerly doesn't want anything to do with him?
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
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."
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Rose looked at the reports in her hand and was in shock... The reports said that she was one month pregnant, however, how can she get pregnant when she didn't have any man in her life... "Was it because of that dream? Could I get pregnant because I have sex in my dream?" She thought... She didn't have any mental problems, however, except for this she can't able to think about anything... However, she still didn't get out of her surprise when she met the man in her dream... Kevin Davis looked at the reports in her hand and asked, "Is this child mine?" However, Rose didn't answer but asked... "Was that night not a dream?" Kevin was angry because it was his first time and she thinks it was a dream... Kevin forced her to marry him however, Rose didn't want it... She wanted to abort the child but he didn't let her... In the end... Rose agreed to marry him... She looked at Kevin's blue eyes and said, "I will marry you, however, I had two conditions..." "First, after marriage, you can't control my freedom, I still had the right to do whatever I want. Don't worry I won't harm the child." "Second, if I ever found out that you had cheated behind my back then I will leave with my child and you can't stop me..." Both of them got married... However, after she falls in love with him... She found there are hidden secrets in his past...
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.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"