All my life I've been a hunter, living it loving it and being it I never saw it coming, that I would be killed by my kind and be mated to one of the monsters I kill or being one of those monsters I open my eyelids slowly but it seems to be heavier than I recall, I try to recall activities of last night but a splitting headache is all I get "You're awake gorgeous ", I turn to look on recognition of the voice ,I smile it's goofy " What did you do to me and how did I get here, where's the snow?"He grins from ear to ear "I'm sorry laura but I had to do this, I turned you" I raise my brow arching them slightly in confusion he's ever weird but today something seems off "What do you mean by that ?"He moves away from me slowly, as I watch him with more confusion than ever "I turned you into a vampire " I dash towards him in an instant,pushing him down, I jump on him with my elbow to his neck, I stare at him full of rage but one thing rings through my brain, KILL HIM!!!
LAURA
I watch as the rain hits the glass, making the tip-tapping sound along with thunder strikes. My little brother holds me subconsciously. I jerk his hands off me, and he looks at me full of rage.
I, on the other hand, being irritated, turn away from him.
We've been traveling for about six hours, and now I'm beginning to feel suffocated. I wouldn't mind being alone for a whole day, but being with my family in a cramped space is nothing I'm happy about.
Dad got a promotion at work and decided to apply for a transfer. He says he's bored of staying in our hometown and wants to move away to try greener pastures.
My mum and brother threw a hell of a fit, not wanting to relocate, but for me, I was full of happiness to the brim.
I'm a hunter, or so I was told. It all began when I was 16. Back then, I went hiking with my family, and somehow I got lost in the woods. I wandered around aimlessly until I met an injured lady. She had been impaled with a wood and was hurting a lot. She pleaded with me to help her pull it out. I was scared, worried, but most of all, I wanted to help her out. I took hold of the edge and drove the stick in her. I killed her.
I waited for an emotion. I wanted to be scared, to run, to call for help, to cry, but nothing. All I felt was content. I moved away from her body, wandering further until I was found.
The next day, we all went home from the hiking grounds. I got home thinking of what I did. After all, I killed someone, and I didn't feel remorse, fear, or guilt.
Little did I know what I had gotten into until I turned on the shower, facing the mirror to see a tattoo on my arm, like a star, so little but noticeable. I hurried out of the bathroom, not knowing how and why I had a tattoo.
A year passed by, and I turned 17, and then 18, and now I'd turn 19. By then, I had killed a lot, discovered a lot, but I knew nothing of my origin. The tattoo of a little star had been transformed into a dragon and a Slayer. The tattoo had crawled from my shoulder to my hand. No one could see it, only I could, or so I thought, until I met a stranger a week ago. I was shopping at the mall for new things to bring along. She stopped beside me and said,
"You've got a pretty dragon tattoo, dear." I looked at her, unsure of how she saw it. She kept a funny smile around the corner of her mouth.
"Can you see this?" I asked, full of surprise.
"Yes, my little hunter, I can. Come with me." I doubted in my mind immediately, contemplating on either to go with her or just ignore.
Eventually, I gave in and followed her and stopped at the corner of a street, causing me to wonder if she's some sort of crazy lady or can actually see the tattoo.
"Stop looking at me like I'm crazy. I'm perfectly fine," I flinched back. Can she read minds? I asked myself.
"I can't read minds, darling. I'm not a vampire."
"If you can't read minds, then tell me how did you know what I was thinking about?" She giggled slightly, enjoying my innocence.
"That's always what comes to your mind as new hunters," she explained. However, the more she speaks, the more she confuses me.
"What do you mean by hunter?" I asked her.
"You are one crafty child, aren't you? I mean the same thing it generally means. Hunters kill preys, predators, anything they just hunt, just like you do. You kill."
Hearing her speak and talk about my killing instinctively made me aim for her throat, but with the speed of lightning, she avoided it by twisting my arm and throwing me down.
"Calm down, I'm not your enemy. If anything, I'm your family. We share the same bloodline and the same enemy. I can see you don't know much of your origin. Take a look."
She removes the sweater, and I see she also has the tattoo, just bigger, better, and more pretty than mine.
She has the tattoos of three mighty dragons and a Slayer. Her tattoos are all over her arm, her neck, and her back. I am amused.
"Why do you have the same tattoo as I do? And if you are like me, then you also kill people, don't you?"
"Hush, my dear, not people. We kill monsters. I'm not amazed you can't tell the difference. They look exactly like humans, they take up pretend skins, but they're not. They're inner demons, vampires, wolves, and witches.
You must have noticed nothing seems normal about every single one of them you killed. Something must have been off. I need to go real quick, but always know you are a hunter, and the only thing that makes you alive is the drive to kill. Do not deviate from your purpose. The more you kill, the stronger you become."
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"LAURA!!! Come on, we are there already." I am brought out of my fancy world when mom calls me.
"I'll be behind you, mum."
I must have drifted into thought again. Ever since my encounter with the strange lady, I've been itching to know more about my origin. There's more people like me out there.
I get out of the car, clinging hard to my backpack. I can see my brother smiling from ear to ear. I must say he's too happy for someone who threw a fit when the announcement for relocation was made.
Mum, too, beaming with smiles, but they're not to be blamed. Dad put in all effort with the house. It's beautiful, I must confess. It's a bungalow, with a pool. It has a mini-garden and a mimic sauna, just perfect for mom and Bruce. But then, how's my room? He didn't adorn it with flowers, did he?
"Come over,
let's take a picture and stop being too clingy to that backpack of yours."
I grin at mom. She's been too annoying lately. She must be pissed at having to relocate, but why has she been taking it all out on me? I move slowly towards them.
Dad sets the camera, and we take a picture. Mom moves into the house.
"Dad, does anyone think Laura is being spooky lately, or am I wrong?" I gaze at my brother Bruce. He's been a pain in the ass ever since he was born and still is.
"Shut it, Bruce. No one's paying attention."
"Can you both stop bickering already and unpack with your Mum?"
"Dad, I'm 19 and a proud American. I think Bruce should do those kinds of chores all on his own."
"I think you might be forgetting something here, sister. You're 18, not yet 19." I pick up a stone and throw it at Bruce. Thanks to my fast reflexes, it hits him.
"What's your problem, bitch?" he yells at me.
"I'm sorry, you said what?" I tease.
"Both of you go in right now!! And you, Laura, didn't I tell you not to throw things at your brother?" Dad says, getting pissed as I curse at Bruce, mumbling in low tones.
"It ain't my fault he started it, and you did nothing about it," I defend myself.
"He didn't do anything. All he did was state the fact that you aren't 19 yet, and the best choice you could make was to go for violence?
Keep that attitude of yours in your hometown, not here. You'd have to begin school afresh." I could feel my ears pop at the statement.
"School?"
"Afresh, darling."
I heard him the first time. I repeated it on purpose just to make him clarify. He said it right. I know better than arguing with Dad right now, but did he just trick me?
I agreed to move away from my hometown because he told me no school, and the minute I get here, he's telling me to start school afresh? Here? He's screwing with me, and I know he is.
I turn to look at Brian with a smug grin. I'd love to slap right out of his face. He's 16 but acts 14. I stomp the ground and walk on in as I pass by mum, who's busy unpacking.
"Your room's the third by the left upstairs, hon."
I walk past her like I didn't hear what she said just now. I walk to the third room on the left, I open the door ajar, and all my anger fades away.
I really do love my dad. He's the best. My room is painted black and blue. He knows what I like. He had spooky posters all around the room already. It still doesn't count as enough price for tricking me into coming over, but let's say he paid off the interest.
I lock the door to my room and slump into bed.
"Finally, I get to be alone after a six-hour drive." I throw my backpack on the floor and remove my sneakers.
I lay in bed for a while, then I got this feeling, the feeling of my skin crawling. I looked at my arm, and I saw goosebumps...
"I don't want any wolf or human or animal looking at you that way, do you understand Emma? You are mine, I don't share" he murmured across my skin. He inhaled deeply and kissed the crease of my collarbone just below where the mate's mark should be. I shivered as he traced his tongue across it. Emerald Aliphronsto has had a rough couple of teenage years. With losing her mother at a young age, moving in with an abusive aunt and getting betrayed by her only friend, Emma's sanity is hanging off a loose thread. "Quick! There's a lot to explain but with such little time, you're running out of oxygen in the real world. If you're not awake in the next 20 minutes, you'll be dead." There's no word to describe the level of confusion I felt at this point. "If you need me, call on me anytime and I'll be there. Till we meet again my queen" she said, taking a quick bow and fluttering away. Queen? I echoed just as I was pulled back to reality. In a bid to feed her curious and intrigued mind, Emma finds herself standing right at the top of a world she never would have believed existed. Twenty-four year old Elias Donovan. Sexy, possessive, fierce leader haunted by his past and the loss of his mate and best friend finds himself torn between his duty to his pack and his curiosity with the strange human he met by the creek. Not only does Emma find herself in the midst of all this chaos, but she discovers that somehow she is a part of it, if not the whole of it. Elias' whole region is in danger, how is the human girl involved in any of it?
Nikita was an orphan, struggling to survive in the harsh world. But when she crossed paths with the mafia, her life changed forever. She became embroiled in a world of power, intrigue, and betrayal. But as she rose to the top, she found herself alone, abandoned by those she loved. Would she be able to survive the cutthroat world of the mafia, or would it consume her?"
Kaden an orphan at a young age, nurtured by his uncle, grew to find struggles in having a mate. Taking up the alpha position took turns against him as he had to keep his identity as being bisexual a secret until one night. An assassin sent to murder him turns out to be his mate and a hybrid as well, both share mutual hatred even with the mate bond still effective. What made her try assassinating her mate? Did she reject him? Did Kaden being bisexual get out and what was the reason behind his parent's death?. Will he find true love or will be reject his mate.
Tell me it is not real, if it is real then I can't take it, I loved you fucked you catered for you and this is what I get in return?" "I payed you accordingly you are nothing less than a whore"
Zendaya is a shy but smart young woman who finds herself weaving through the intricacies of life. A graduate with no job and losing her father at the age of eight with a crippled mother to take care of, life does not go well for her as she struggles with bills and responsibilities. Getting a surprise invite to the biggest oil and Gas Company in their country, she goes and automatically gets the job as the personal assistant to the CEO. Finding herself always working round the clock with her stern boss, she realizes she is not the only one who is developing feelings and both surrendering to desires, she gets pregnant. Things get heated when she discovers he is engaged to marry and her mother is missing. How the young woman who has been will bullied most of her life deal with these difficult situations? Will her boss, the man responsible for her pregnancy, accept the child and cancel his own wedding? Or will they clash, then come together to uncover the deeds of the past and how it links to their present and subsequently, their future together?
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."
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.
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
"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?"
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!"
Eliza Greer was abandoned by her mother, raised in an orphanage, and sold to the Burns family at 19. Even though she marries Mason Burns, the other people in the Burns family look down on her for her poor identity and want to try every way to bully her. Unexpectedly, they all failed. Eliza's hidden identities are gradually revealed in one incident after another, which astonishes everyone.