"Now, listen to me" he commanded and I instantly looked up at him. "Rule number one, no screaming. No matter what I do to you, I must not hear a single noise. If I do, it would most definitely get worse" he said and my heart hammered in my chest. "Rule number two, when I tell you to do something, you do it, or else, I will whip you repeatedly and make sure you're on the brink of death but just enough to keep you alive." He said with a wicked grin on his face. "Rule number three, follow those two rules" he said and got up. Out of the blue, he whipped me again and I screamed. I had never felt that much pain in my entire life. "Tsk tsk, you're a slow one" he said and I held my breath as I awaited the next whip. He whipped me again and I managed to stifle a scream. "Good girl" he said and went back to sit on his bed. "Now, strip." He ordered and I shakily got up and began to pull my clothes off my body. ... Kieran had a regular life until a ruthless Alpha turned it all upside down. She suffers and even gets rejected. What happens when she has a better second chance mate who is protective and the ruthless Alpha who made her life hell is butting into her life again?
My heart pounded in my chest as I sprinted through the chaotic village. Smoke filled the air, and the sounds of destruction echoed all around me. The screams of my fellow villagers pierced through the night, their cries for help haunting my every step. Fear gripped me, threatening to consume me whole. I could not believe it. My parents were dead. I had barely had time to process it.
I ran with all my might, desperate to escape this nightmare. But just as hope began to flicker in my heart, a strong grip closed around my arm. I turned to face the menacing faces of Lucas' men, their eyes filled with a twisted sense of power.
"Gotcha," one of them sneered, tightening his hold on my arm. I struggled, but their grip was unyielding. They dragged me through the wreckage, towards the heart of darkness itself, Alpha Lucas.
As we approached Lucas, his piercing gaze met mine. The Alpha exuded an aura of dominance, his presence commanding and intimidating. I could see the bloodlust in his eyes, the hunger for power that had driven him to destroy my village.
"Welcome, little lamb," Lucas growled, his voice sending shivers down my spine.
"You're mine now." He said as his men forced me to my knees.
"Please, don't kill me" I begged. Like a fucking coward but I really did not want to die. The thought frightened me.
His cruel laugh filled the air and I sucked in a breath as he reached out for me.
He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me up to my feet with it and I shrieked in pain.
"You don't have to beg me. I intend to keep you alive but mark my words, by the time I'm done with you, you would regret the day you begged for your life." He said, with an evil intent lurking behind his eyes.
I swallowed in fear as his men tied me to the saddle of a horse and they all settled on their individual horses.
My panic rose and my heart shattered as I took one last look at my village, my home, where I grew up and I realized this might be the last time I'll ever see it.
My heart sank as the weight of my predicament settled upon me.
The ride to the city of Albertos was bumpy and rough. I was hanging with my head upside down and by the time we got there, my face was red and I was struggling to breathe.
I was shocked when I felt a hand slap my ass hard. Tears began welling up in my eyes as I prayed it was a mistake.
"Take her to my room" I heard Lucas' order someone.
I immediately felt the knots loosen around my feet and hands and I sighed in relief as someone pulled me off forcefully.
I took a satisfying whiff of breath as I took in my surroundings.
We were at the grand palace of Albertos.
Up until then, I had never seen it in person but only heard stories about it from my father.
My heart ached at the thought of him.
"Get up" One of the men ordered and I struggled to scramble to my feet, so he yanked me up by my cloth and I groaned.
"Follow me" he further said and I hurriedly followed him.
I could barely take in the interior of the palace because I was too focused on what was going to happen to me.
We finally got to Lucas' room and the man that led me there pushed me inside, making me fall to the ground.
He glared at me in disgust.
"Touch one thing and you're dead" he simply said before slamming the door closed.
I jumped out of shock before I sighed and looked down at my fingers as I picked at my nails nervously.
I could not believe my parents were dead. Reality hit me as I knelt in the middle of the room of the person who ordered their deaths.
I could not stop the tears that streamed down my cheeks and sobs racked my body.
I had lost my mother when I was little before my father fell in love again and married someone else and she was so nice to me.
I had been so lucky to have the best parents and Alpha Lucas just took that from me like it didn't matter. I cried for my parents, friends and all other villagers.
Anger bubbled beneath my skin as hot tears streamed in waves down my cheeks. An eye for and eye, a tooth for a tooth, blood for blood.
I mentally repeated the chant just as my father had taught me.
My sobs caught in my throat when the door suddenly opened.
He towered over my small frame on the ground and closed the door and I shivered in fear.
His eyes, his build, every single thing about him was frightful.
He walked past me, eyeing me with a look I couldn't quite decipher.
He sat on his bed and looked straight at me. I didn't dare look at him.
"How old are you?" He asked and I gulped.
"Sixteen" I replied softly.
A small smirk made its way to his mouth and I shivered with fear.
"Strip" he ordered and I froze.
I must have heard wrong.
I looked up at him in shock and he repeated himself.
"Strip" he said again and I slowly started to shake my head.
I was only sixteen. What kind of monster was he?
"Do not make me repeat myself" he said and I began to beg him.
"No, please no." I begged as I sobbed.
He rolled his eyes and got off his bed.
He searched through a table and faced me again.
He was holding a whip!
I gasped in fear as he neared me and without warning, whipped me once on my back.
I shrieked in pain as I tried to touch the area but my hands couldn't reach it.
It hurt a lot and I could not stop crying.
He stooped to my level.
"Now, listen to me" he commanded and I instantly looked up at him.
"Rule number one, no screaming. No matter what I do to you, I must not hear a single noise. If I do, it would most definitely get worse" he said and my heart hammered in my chest.
"Rule number two, when I tell you to do something, you do it, or else, I will whip you repeatedly and make sure you're on the brink of death but just enough to keep you alive." He said with a wicked grin on his face.
"Rule number three, follow those two rules" he said and got up.
Out of the blue, he whipped me again and I screamed. I had never felt that much pain in my entire life.
"Tsk tsk, you're a slow one" he said and I held my breath as I awaited the next whip.
He whipped me again and I managed to stifle a scream.
"Good girl" he said and went back to sit on his bed.
"Now, strip." He ordered and I shakily got up and began to pull my clothes off my body.
Kayla had looked forward to turning eighteen for as long as she had known. In the abusive hands of their Alpha King and at his mercy, she craves for freedom. What happens when she finds herself in the hands of another Alpha who steals her heart from just a look?
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
"I stood at the edge of my heart and watched him choose her. In the end, I was not the one he needed. I was simply the one he settled for." - Noelle ~~~~~~~ I thought I was the one he loved. But a few days before our wedding, I saw him in a way I never had before. His eyes softened as he spoke to her. His first love, and the very woman who had left him in pieces. Heartbreak was something I knew too well. And as I watched the love he still held for her in his eyes, I realized what I had to do. I couldn't marry a man who wasn't truly mine. With no means to cancel the wedding and lacking the courage to confront him, I made a desperate choice to leave. I painfully gave his first love my treasured engagement ring thinking it was for the best and the only way to free myself. But when he saw that ring on her finger, the fragile world I had tried to escape began to shatter. His obsession to find me and bring me back ignited a dangerous game of cat and mouse.
It's true what they say about marriage: one partner's always happier than the other. ~~~ Julie's world is shattered when her husband, Ryan, reveals that he wants an open marriage. His reason: he needs a child as they've been unable to have one. Julie reluctantly agrees to save her marriage. The next day, Ryan returns home with his secretary, confirming Julie's long-held suspicion that their affair was taking place behind her back. Julie, heartbroken and enraged, seeks solace in a bar, where she meets a fascinating stranger named Luke, who changes the game. Julie confides in Luke over drinks, and he proposes a risky plan: he will act as her "boyfriend" to turn the tables on Ryan. Julie agrees, setting off a chain of events that will challenge everything she thought she knew about love, loyalty, and herself.
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.