He is the man most women in the city want to marry, and he only falls for a woman with children! If she wants the stars in the sky, he will never pick the moon. However, after the anniversary date, he handed over the wedding invitation, "I will get married tomorrow." She smiled and accepted, "Congratulations."
I felt tears run down my face as I stood in my brother's doorway. I watched as he threw all his belongings into bags, his movements angry and jerky. His face was set into an unfamilar scowl angry growls leaing his lips every few seconds. My brother turned 18 today and shifted for the first time and now.......he was leaving just like that. I didn't understand what was going on. What had happen?
My brother was my best friend. He had been really popular when he'd been in school. He was pretty tall and had the good looks in the family. He wore the shirt I'd gotten him for today. It'd taken me all day to find the right gift and even though it was just a shirt he'd seemed really happy when he'd opened the gift. Actually he'd seemed really happy before he'd shifted even excited. Today was suppose to be biggest day of his life, a happy day. I mean I knew the shift hurt but after that it was suppose to be amazing. I just didnt' understand.
As he grabbed the watch dad gave him into his bag it really hit me. He was leaving. I felt my heart break, a sob breaking between my lips.
He froze and looked at me.
"Why?" I whispered tears continuing to fall down my face. I quickly wiped them away not wanting to appear like a cry baby.
A pained look crossed his face and he came to me quickly wrapping me in his arms. I clung to him desperate to never let him go.
"Please don't leave me." I whispered
I felt his hands ball against my back then he was pulling away kissing the top of my head.
"I love you so much Katy so much," he whispered cupping my face. "Never forget that."
"If you love me so much you wouldn't leave!" I cried grabbing his arm. He easily shook me off his face hard. "You'll be fine without me Katy, you're strong."
"Please you're all I have left," I sobbed.
"You have mom."
"She's dead as dad! Nothing but an empty shell she doesn't even get out of bed anymore!" I screamed.
He looked at me and kissed my cheek hugging me tightly. "Goodbye Katy"
Then he was zipping his bags and walking out the door and my life.
I fell to the ground and cried.
In a car accident, Teresa went blind and her family was broken up. Her life fell into the abyss of darkness since then. On a snowy day, she was kicked out of the house with her seriously ill mother in her arms. When she was desperate and helpless, Kelton lent a helping hand to her. She put all her trust in him and married him without hesitation. After living in his lies for three years, she realized what he took her to was not paradise, but the abyss of h*ll. Teresa came to realize the truth and filed for divorce. Kelton didn't take it seriously and signed the divorce agreement. He said firmly, "You will come back and beg me someday." In his view, Teresa was weak and blind. Anyone could step on her. She couldn't live without him. He allowed others to mistreat her, watched her being bullied, and finally drove her into despair. A year later, when he looked at the woman who surprised everyone at the reception, his eyes were red. He hugged her frantically. He choked with sobs and said in a hoarse voice, "Teresa, you're still alive?" When looking at the haggard man in front of her, Teresa's eyes were full of indifference. "Mr. Kelton, please behave yourself. My husband will misunderstand us!"
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.”
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
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.
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.