Three encounters in three different places with three different experiences. Olive and Nathan had three encounters, with each having no connection with the other. Olive seems to be the only one who doesn't remember but to Nathan, she has given an impression he can never forget. Could these three encounters have great impact in their lives or are they nothing more than just encounters?
OLIVE
Already dressed in a black leather mini skirt and a black crop top, I sat down to put on my boots. It was a few minutes past nine and the perfect time to leave the house. I stared at myself in the mirror for the last time, my hair already packed in a ponytail. Satisfied with my look, I picked up my coat and was ready to leave through the window when the door opened.
"Olive?" My twin sister called and I turned. "Where are you going dressed like this?" She asked, her arms folded.
"I don't think I owe you an explanation," I answered, adjusting my bag. "What are you doing in my room? You should be sleeping you know."
"That doesn't answer my question. Where are you heading, dressed in this manner? Do you even know what the time is?"
I sighed. "I do not owe you an explanation but since you care to know. I am going to the club."
She furrowed her brows. "You are joking right?". I ignored her and opened the window. "You can't leave the house by this time, you know that."
I turned to face her. "You should go to sleep, Olivia the perfect daughter of the Williams family. You will not want your mother to see you talking to me."
Olivia sighed. "Olive, you can't keep...". I could tell she was about to bore me with her talk. I ignored her and jumped out of the window. "Olive, you can't go out through the window. Olive! You should come back here!" Olivia yelled after me.
"I am not coming back!" I yelled back. "And you can go to hell for all I care!". I gave her my middle finger before running away.
I found my way to the street and hailed a taxi to join my best friends already waiting for me at the club. The taxi stopped after a while, and I stepped out after paying my fare. I could see Claire and Lucy, my best friends already waiting.
"Hello, best friends." I cooed, waving at them.
They ran towards me, pulling me into a hug.
"Olive, it's good to see you. We thought you would not be making it here tonight." Claire said, and I smiled.
"You know I will never miss this for anything"
"I knew you would be here. I told Claire you would." Lucy answered.
"Can we get going now? I can't wait to roll my waist." I said, dancing slightly.
"You're a naughty girl!" Claire hit me slightly.
We entered the club and found our way to the bartender's stand.
"Olive! Claire! And of course, Lucy." Adams, the bartender cooed. "It's good to see you girls."
I pulled a stool backward and sat down. "A glass of vodka tonic, please."
"As your lordship pleases." Adam bowed, and I nodded.
"How is your sister, Olivia?" Claire asked.
"You mean the perfect daughter of the Williams family," Lucy said, with a laugh.
"I heard she is getting married soon," Claire answered.
"To the only son of the Campbell family," Lucy whispered.
"Your vodka is here," Adams said, and I took the cup from him.
"Thanks," I muttered, before sipping from it.
"Isn't he the reckless son who has no interest in the family's business?" Claire asked.
"Yes. But I heard he is a billionaire and is doing pretty well in his business," Lucy answered.
"I thought no one knew what business he was into?" Claire asked.
Lucy shrugged. "He owns a modeling company, I heard, but I am not sure about that."
"I heard he is into drugs" Claire whispered and I groaned.
I was becoming frustrated with their conversation, so I began to hum a song.
"You are not saying anything," Claire said and I furrowed my brows.
"About what?"
"Everything. We just talked about your sister getting married, and you said nothing about it."
"How is that my business?"
"Are you not going to miss her?" Claire asked and I scoffed.
I gulped down the vodka content in my cup and dropped the cup on the table.
"One more glass with a lot of tonic. I need to relieve myself of some stress, please."
Adams nodded, picking the cup up.
"Your family is lucky to have a connection with the Campbells" Claire continued.
I frowned. I wasn't here to talk about my sister's marriage to the Campbells or my family's connection with them.
"I am worried about their son though," Lucy said.
"Are we really, going to keep talking about this?" I asked, standing up. "Maybe I should find myself, another club to go to. A place I will not have to listen to you girls talk about my sister."
Lucy chuckled. "We are sorry. We shouldn't be talking about this. We were just curious, you know.". I glared at her and she chuckled slightly. "Fine. I won't say a word about that again."
Adams handed over my glass of vodka to me and I gulped down everything on the go.
"How about we go and roll some waists" Claire suggested. "I am beginning to get uncomfortable with the awkwardness between us."
I nodded in agreement. We stood up to join the crowd, rolling our waists to the tune of the music. After dancing for a while, I felt hot and needed some fresh air.
"I will be outside" I yelled to Lucy who was beside me. With the loud music, I doubted if Lucy heard me. I tapped her slightly, and she turned to face me. "I will be outside to get some fresh air," I said, pointing at the door.
She nodded but said nothing. I watched her return to her dancing and I shrugged before finding my way out of the club. I found a nice place to sit, stretching my legs, and staring at the sky. A few boys were smoking beside me and I had to scare them away.
"If you do not leave here now, I will call the police on you and tell them you are minors.". I threatened them and they ran away.
They must be minors. I thought with a shrug.
Satisfied with what I had done, I began to hum a song. The weather was nice, and the sky was clear.
What a beautiful night. I thought.
Lola Adams is an orphan living with her stepmother and stepsister. Her life used to be a bed of roses when her parents were alive but now it is nothing but a living hell and she wished she could live like a princess once more. When she thinks she is at her lowest, she stumbles upon a long-forgotten ice kingdom and is chosen as the next princess, with the task of bringing it back to life. Lola sees it as a simple task to do but little does she know that behind bringing the kingdom back to life is a bigger and more dangerous task and her post as the princess might be shaken in the long run. Will she be able to bring the kingdom back to life and also retain her seat as the princess or she is nothing but a figurehead who will return the seat to the rightful owner when the time comes?
Xavia was Gilbert long awaited mate. When he found out she was a weak human, he was disappointed. He had waited so long for her only to find out she was a human and a weak one. She was also a captive that was brought to him. Angry and disappointed, he sold her off to the Lycan king, during his visit to the Ice Pack. He doesn't know why the Lycan King wanted her and he doesn't care about it either. Even after she returned a few weeks after she left, he hid the fact that she was his mate, not only from her but also from others. He also treated her badly until she ran away. Gilbert did not care that she left, despite knowing she was sick. But never did he think for once that when they meet again, she will no longer be the weak human he used to know. He also did not think that he will begin to desire her and when he wants her back as his mate, she will no longer be a mate for sale.
Jabal and Jasmine are hybrid twins, born by a werewolf-witch parent. On the night of their birth, it was said that they've been born with special powers, but can only manifest when they clock eighteen. A few days to their fifth birthday, war broke out in their park, leading to their father and mother's death. They were saved by their father's friend, who flee to the human territory. He hid the truth from them and trained them as humans. Several years have passed and the twins are now eighteen. They began to manifest strange powers, which made them different from their mates and made them withdraw from the rest. They ran from home in search of the truth about their real identity. The truth can change their lives and also bring them into a realm of superpower, magic, witchcraft, and mystery.
Nolan lost his parent and was attacked by some Rogues. He was saved by a group of warriors, led by a young girl in a mask. He could feel the connection and is sure she's his mate. She left before he could say a word. A few years later, he became the ruthless and most feared alpha, and yet he is the kindest of all alpha. How he kept both characteristics were unknown to many. Nobody knows him as the ruthless alpha because of his mask. He was gentle in the morning and ruthless at night. The only thing that connected him to his ruthless self is the fact that they both have no mate. What happens when fate brought him and his mate together and he got rejected by her. She doesn't love him but she is madly in love with the ruthless alpha. ** I smirked. "So, funny you're my mate" She hissed. "And so?" I batted my lashes. This girl has got guts. I hid my anger already building up. I lean on her locker and she growled. I smirked. I love to see her get angry. "That makes you mine" She chuckled but suddenly stopped. She folded her hands and glared at me. "And who told you that?" "I know so. You've been chosen as my mate by the moon goddess" She laughed. "Sorry to burst your bubbles mister, I reject you!!". I batted my lashes. Did she just rejected me in public?. She turned to leave. I watched her walked away and I stood rooted to a spot. It's so surprising I got rejected by my mate. Male alphas are known to reject their mates but in my case, I am the alpha who got rejected by his mate.
"Ms. Crawford, it’s time for you to divorce Mr. Larsen and come home. You're the only heiress the Master's waiting for.” ~•~ For the sake of love, Amara accepted the arranged marriage with Tobias William Larsen. She did everything to gain her husband’s heart but when his old love returned, she realized that all her effort was all for naught. Tobias demanded a divorce on the night of their wedding anniversary, even at the price of threatening her. Heartbroken, she finally dropped all her illusions about him and returned home to be the heiress. The next time she met Tobias, they were no longer couples but opponents. "Mr. Larsen, should I remind you again? We've divorced." "Amara, that's the stupidest mistake I've ever made. Please come back to me."
On her wedding night, Natalie's stepmother set her up to marry Jarvis, a disfigured and disabled man. Fortunately, she managed to escape, but little did she know that later she would fall for the man she was betrothed to.Jarvis pretended to be a poor man, but he didn't think that he'd fall head over heels for this woman.Their life went on until one day, Natalie found out her boyfriend's little secret."Huh? How could you have billions of dollars' worth of assets?" she asked in disbelief.Jarvis didn’t know how to respond.Being met with silence, she gritted her teeth angrily. "They said that you couldn't walk, but as far as I can see, you're strong enough to run a marathon."Still, he remained silent.Natalie continued, "They even said that you only have a few years to live. What about now?"Finally, Jarvis opened his mouth to explain. "Honey, this is all just a misunderstanding. Please calm down. Think about the baby.""Jarvis Braxton!"The man knelt down immediately.
During her three years of marriage with Brendan, Adeline had become as humble as dust itself. However, what she got in return wasn't love and affection, but endless indifference and disdain. Worse yet, when the woman in Brendan's heart suddenly showed up, he further distanced himself from her. Finally, Adeline couldn't stand it anymore and asked for a divorce. After all, why should she stay with such a cold, distant man? The next one would surely be better. Brendan watched as his ex-wife left with her luggage in tow. Suddenly, a thought occurred to him and he made a bet with his friends. "She'll definitely regret leaving and will come crawling back to me in no time." After hearing about this bet, Adeline sneered. "Dream on!" A few days later, Brendan ran into his ex-wife in a bar. It turned out she was celebrating her divorce. Not long after, he noticed that the damned woman seemed to have a new suitor. Brendan was starting to panic. The woman who had clung to him for three years suddenly didn't seem to give a damn about him. What was he going to do?
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.
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!"
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?