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"Father, why must it be so? I love him; my life would be meaningless without him," Sara wept in despair as her father remained adamantly opposed to her love affair, even issuing a request that her boyfriend resign from his job and forbidding them from ever meeting again. "If you continue to defy me, I will ensure he disappears forever," James Roberts looked at his daughter with a steely, unyielding gaze. From that day forth, Sara and Leon went their separate ways, each to a different place. Leon left the city shortly after, and Sara went abroad to study. Their beautiful, youthful love ended from that day until one day ...
By the expansive poolside within the grounds of a luxurious hotel, a young, beautiful girl clad in a red bikini from the latest summer collection confidently flaunted her sultry curves, capturing every gaze. She was Sara Roberts
Sara was a girl of strong character, or in other words, headstrong and impulsive, and to her stern father, she was indeed "a wild horse that couldn't be tamed." Having lost her mother at a young age, she always believed her father to be the cause. As a result, a gap had always existed between them, one that seemed impossible to bridge.
After four years of living abroad and having fun, she returned home as per an agreement made years before and marked by the welcome-back party today.
Extravagant parties like this were nothing new to Sara, for she was the daughter of a leading businessman in the cosmetics industry in this city. The cost of such parties could equal what an average worker might earn in ten years, but such amounts were of no concern for those born at the finish line. Her circle of close friends was also composed of wealthy heirs and heiresses, so money was never an issue.
Sara emerged from the pool, her fair, glistening skin adding to her allure. She walked over to Henry, placing her hand on his muscular shoulder, her gaze affectionate as she whispered.
"Turn the music up; let's feel the vibe."
Henry flashed a bright smile, revealing his charming dimple, and cranked the music to its maximum. The crowd immediately responded, and the atmosphere surged with excitement.
Sara swayed to the rhythm; each dance moves gracefully and fluidly, attracting the eyes of the young men. Her return this time had undoubtedly not disappointed them.
Sara possessed round, sparkling black eyes that shone like the depths of the Son River, clear enough to see to the bottom, and her long, dyed golden hair was so stunning it compelled onlookers to exclaim its beauty.
Her tiny bikini accentuated her fair skin, showcasing her physical attributes to their full advantage.
Sara always had confidence in her natural beauty, though her childhood's lack of maternal love occasionally led her to self-deprecation with her pessimistic thoughts.
Amidst the pulsating music and the raucous cheers, boys and girls flirted and frolicked without restraint, enjoying a freedom devoid of boundaries.
A server brought her a glass of red wine, her favorite. Sara inhaled the distinctive, delicate aroma of the aged grapes before taking a deep breath, the sensation thrilling her senses.
A nearby young man stepped forward with a smile, offering her a drink, but Sara declined as he wasn't her type, although, in truth, no one knew what her kind was like. Everyone felt Sara was a girl full of secrets, an enigma with many layers. The rejected young man awkwardly moved away, his discomfort evident in his twisted face and forced smile.
As the party continued and Sara became more engrossed in the lively music, the server brought her another drink. She accepted it with a smile, unaware of any potential problem. The party went on with no end in sight.
After the alcohol took effect, Sara began to feel dizzy. The scene blurred, the lights dimmed, and everything seemed to spin. She needed help, but everyone was too engrossed in their merriment to hear her cries for help. Henry was not far away, but his image grew indistinct in her mind.
Sara hurriedly put on a thin jacket and returned to her room. As she walked through the hallway, she felt someone following her. She quickened her pace to shake them off, but the more she walked, the more she felt lost, trapped in an undefined maze.
As her steps slowed, Sara suddenly saw a room ahead where someone had just entered without closing the door completely; she grabbed the door, looking for help.
"Let me in for a moment, just a moment; someone is chasing me."
Observing the scantily clad girl, the man appeared skeptical, wondering if she truly meant no harm, yet her pleading made it impossible for him to ignore her. He responded with a chilliness that could not be colder.
"Just for a moment then."
No sooner had Sara stepped inside than she heard footsteps halt outside the door, likely belonging to her pursuer. Sara planned to wait for him to leave before making her exit. Unexpectedly, a large towel was draped over her, followed by a cold voice.
"Use this for now, careful not to catch a cold."
When Sara turned around, the man had left, acting as if he had never seen her. Sara began to feel an uncomfortable heat spreading throughout her body, causing her cheeks to flush and an unbearable restlessness. She patiently waited for the man outside to leave so she could exit. However, her legs began to falter, and she collapsed onto the floor.
Despite having tasted various wines, she had never felt as uncomfortable as now.
Sara tried to grasp the door handle, curling up to control the overwhelming sensation dominating her. She told herself, "Just a bit longer, everything will be alright," but the longer she stayed, the more she felt like she was about to explode.
Unable to endure any longer, Sara staggered into the bathroom, hoping the cold water would bring some relief. She moved quickly inside and opened the door without noticing someone was already there.
Sara shed all her clothes, exposing her youthful body to a strange man she did not know. She turned the water on full blast and closed her eyes, letting the water pour over her. She inadvertently pressed against the man's robust physique in her agitated state.
The torment grew, driving her body to extreme arousal; Sara clung to the man, unable to let go.
"What are you doing? I don't want to be a criminal," he protested, trying to push her away with his strength.
Sara, uncontrollable of her actions and not intending to stop, groped his firm chest, her passion inflamed.
"Are you insane? I told you to stop," he reacted more vehemently, prying her off him and pushing her against the wall, yelling in anger.
The physical contact only intensified Sara's wild desires, deaf to anything but her cravings.
Sara boldly captured the man's moist lips, biting down, which aroused him. In the struggle, their lower bodies inadvertently touched, sending a hot electric current through him, making him shiver uncontrollably.
Her wandering hands continued to explore sensitive areas of his body, challenging his self-control.
Faced with such a case, a successful man inexperienced in romantic affairs found it challenging to resist the attraction of a beautiful and seductive woman.
He didn't know how to make her stop her bizarre actions; he was only aware that she was testing his patience.
Suddenly, he paused to look at her carefully made-up beautiful face, her eyes conveying indescribable thoughts.
"If you continue, don't blame me."
The girl continued, and under the reflective light, their exquisite bodies intertwined ceaselessly like a masterpiece born from the depths of passion.
Destiny unfolds as a narrative of 12 years of youth, tracing the pathways of its main characters, David Smith and Bella Andrea, from the tender age of 18 through the poignant blossoming into their 30s – a splendid epoch of youth in their life's journey. Twelve years is not necessarily a sprawling canvas of human life. But many amazing things can happen during that time so that we appreciate our current life more every time we look back. David Smith and Bella Andrea met, secretly loved each other, misunderstood, were divided, hated, separated, and came back together when deep wounds were in their hearts. They spent their youth together with love, hate, anger, and resentment before being happy. Life can be brutally unforgiving; sometimes, a moment of weakness may cause us to lose everything. Love remains the most precious entity of all. Steer clear of harboring hatred, allowing the heart to pulsate with the most sincere of beats perpetually.
"What do you think of him? He's an excellent boyfriend for you. I went to America to bring him back, don't let me down, okay? She frowned when she saw Mary wasn't interested in her work. Agnes continued. "Why? Don't you find him attractive?" Clear and lucid, Mary glanced at her best friend, who was squinting, and said coldly. "Do you like him that much? Then keep him to yourself. Why give him to me?" She could never have guessed that these words would inadvertently become a reality. These words would lead her down a path she dared not contemplate or remember but could only gasp in choked sobs in her heart. Realizing her slip, Agnes hurried to smooth things over with a smile as warm and pure as the spring sun, her lips curling up in an honest admission. "We're best friends. I give my best to you. You're the one who truly has my heart."
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?
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.”
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."