In a world of passion, betrayal, and mystery, a young college girl bravely charts her own path... with a big bad wolf lurking in the dark. Swept up in a whirlwind romance with the charming football captain, her world crumbles when she discovers his deceit. But she's no damsel in distress. She stands tall, choosing self-discovery over heartbreak. However, the forceful gravity of bond pulls her back to him, crushing everything in between. Simultaneously, an ominous cloud hangs over the city. Unexplained disappearances spark whispers of werewolves, adding a thrilling layer of suspense. This chilling narrative intertwines with the girl's journey, creating an intoxicating blend of romance, mystery, and the supernatural. In essence, this book is a fiery tale of love, courage, and the unknown. It's a testament to human resilience, a dance with the supernatural, and an exploration of the hidden corners of society. It's a steamy story that will ignite your spirit, quicken your heartbeat, and leave an indelible mark on your soul.
Louisa's POV
"Hey, do you have any plans tonight?"
I stared at the man standing in front of me with an incredible look on my face.
Justin Davidson, the deputy captain of the school football team, is asking me out on a homecoming night?!
I bit my lips for a while and said, "But I thought you were going to the party with Jessica Bracco..."
"Well, I'm asking you out right now," Justin said with an impatient frown. "This is the time when you say yes, Miss Louisa Falco... unless you have some better things to do tonight." The truth was, I didn't have anything to do tonight.
Nobody wanted to ask a poor girl like me out for the homecoming party because, apparently, I was worse than cancer to them.
I didn't know what was wrong with me, but it seemed that my vibe was just too dreadful in a posh place like Stanton Woods College.
This college was way too out of my league. All my classmates were either rich kids who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths or nepobabies from influential statesmen.
In stark contrast, my stepfather owned a dry cleaning business in the downtown area and my biological mother passed away several years ago.
My stepfather had no intention of paying anything for my further education in the most expensive medical school in town, so I had to take five part-time jobs to pay for the student loan.
It was hard. I knew. However, I made the unwavering decision to become a doctor after I lost my mother to pancreatic cancer.
I knew it was naive, but I simply didn't want anyone in the world to die in pain like my mother did.
"Thank you for asking me out. I'd like to be there with you." I replied in a low voice.
"Great! Go dress up and I'll pick you up at your place at seven."
"No! Please don't do that!" I said in a panic. "I mean, don't come over to my place. Meet me at the school gate."
My stepfather would kill me if he found out that I was going out with a dandy boy from college.
He had a very strong opinion of the boys in my school and made it very clear that he would break my leg if I dared to hang out with them.
"Then, gate it is." Justin grinned and winked at me.
He looked so damn hot in a white T-shirt. I was kind of curious about what he would look like in a suit.
My heart was pounding fast all the way while I was going home.
I still couldn't believe it was true while I was standing in front of my wardrobe.
Then, I realized that I had nothing to wear.
Nothing but jeans and plain T-shirts.
I couldn't show up at the homecoming party with Justin in jeans!
Everyone would be laughing at me and it would embarrass him!
Feeling desperate, I covered my face in distress.
"What's going on, honey? Wardrobe failure prior to a party? I'd cover my face if I were you!"
I looked back and saw my stepsister Laura Falco standing behind me with her hands behind her back.
I freaked out and tried to cover her mouth.
"Don't let Greg hear it! I don't know no party!"
Laura dodged away and giggled.
"Louisa has got a date tonight! My little girl has finally grown up!"
"Be quiet!" I became frustrated.
Laura smirked and said, "Dad's not at home tonight. He went to Ivory City to meet up with his old marine gangs. You don't need to worry about him!"
Feeling a bit calm, I asked, "How did you hear about the party?!"
"Words travel fast in this town. I came across some maids picking up laundry at the dry cleaning shop. I might have overheard them talking on the phone about Master Justin asking you out for tonight's party."
"Oh, shut up!" I exclaimed with embarrassment and fear. "Please don't tell Greg about it! He will kill me!"
"He won't know anything about it and..." Laura took out the stuff behind her back.
It was a beautiful white nightgown embroidered with laces and diamonds and everything!
It was the kind of gown that girls like me would only see in movies or dreams.
"Where did you get this?! It looks so expensive!" I was amazed, stroking it with my fingers.
It if felt like heaven.
"You bet it's expensive." Laura batted her eyelashes. "It belonged to my mom back in the old days."
The old days. Laura talked a lot about the glorious old days.
When she was little and her biological mom was still alive, she used to live a luxurious life.
But she was a strong girl. She didn't let her mother's death or her father's bankruptcy to destroy her life.
Now, she's proudly working at the dry cleaning shop to help around Greg's business.
"Laura, it means a lot for you to do something so sweet and kind like this, but I can't take it. It's too expensive and..."
"It's your first homecoming night! You deserve to dress up like a princess and surprise those mean girls at school!" Laura insisted.
"But I'm not a princess. I'm just an ordinary girl with student loans. I can't pretend to be..."
"You will still be yourself, just in a nicer dress. Come on! You deserve a perfect homecoming experience and this dress deserves to be admired by others!" Laura said.
I will look good in this dress, standing next to Justin Davidson. They might even vote us Homecoming King and Queen.
My face blushed as I picked up the dress.
-
I didn't see Justin at the school gate at seven o'clock.
I sent him a message and he asked me to meet him at the Grand Ballroom.
Feeling disappointed, I walked to the Grand Ballroom by myself, not knowing what was going to happen to me.
My face turned like a tomato when I walked into the Grand Ballroom.
Everyone was looking at me with surprise as if they had never seen me before.
I took a glance at myself in the mirror.
I was glowing like a floating angel.
Everything seemed to be so perfect except...
I couldn't find Justin anywhere.
"Hey, ghetto bitch! Why are you here?" An annoying nasal voice asked.
I turned back and saw Jessica Bracco standing behind my back, holding a glass of cranberry juice in her hand.
"I got an invitation from Justin Davidson. But I can't find him now." I saw as I took a glance at the minions behind her back.
They were all sizing me up with disgust on their faces. Some of them took out their mobiles to videotape me.
I immediately wanted to walk away.
That batch of mean girls were like a plague. Nobody wanted to mess up with them.
But Jessica blocked my way.
"Hey, bitch! Where do you think you're going?" She said as she pulled my arm.
"Let go of me." I stared at her and said.
"I will let go of you," she gloated. "But you have to explain to me first. How come you're wearing my dress and claiming that you've got invited to this party by my date?"
"Yes, I know we have divorced. But you're still my woman! You're pregnant with my child! Mine! You have to come back to me!" - My name is Louisa Torrington. Despite being an orphan, I have always wanted to get married to Mr. Right. When I was 22 years old, I was forced to get married to the most intimidating mafia boss, Lucas Farrow, in town. On our wedding day, he took my virginity and told me that he would never love me. It turned out that I was only his substitute lover. He also told me that he needed my bone marrow to save his precious Jessica. No. Lucas Farrow wasn't my Mr. Right. Everything about him was wrong for me. And that's why I had to end our marriage and run away from him. As the mystery of my biological father unrolled, I turned out to be the only heir to a multi-billionaire, Frank Sawyer. His adopted sons formed a private elite army pledged their loyalty to me and swore to protect me from danger. But the real danger seemed to be hidden among them. That was when I met my Mr. Right, Darren Thornton, the CEO of the world's top-listed company. And that was when I found out I was pregnant with Lucas' child. What makes the whole thing more complicated is the fact that Mr. Wrong and Mr. Right hated each other. I have absolutely no fucking idea what I'm supposed to do. But one thing I do know is that - When you're surrounded by dangers, love always prevails.
"I reject you! Lucas Archer Farrow from the White Walkers Pack! From now on, I will be nobody's Luna but myself!" The youngest multi-billionaire Alpha in werewolf history turned out to be a woman. Leah Lewyn walked out of the airport in low profile and was immediately surrounded by hundreds of paparazzi. "Why did you reject your ex-husband, Alpha Lucas of the White Walkers?" a reporter asked. "Are you kidding me? I've got my own wolf pack to run and a gazillion-dollar fortune to inherit," she replied. "Is it true that you're currently having affairs with 8 young actors at the same time?" another reporter inquired. "Give me a break," Leah rolled her eyes and chuckled. "They're young aspiring contract models." She barely finished her words before someone walked out of the crowd and stated in a cold voice, "She is currently having an affair with no one else but me, her one and only ex-husband." "Miss Lewyn, I've got a wolf pack to run and a gazillion dollars as well. Why don't you come and be my Luna, so you can inherit my money?"
"Father, please. I don't want to become Alpha Lucas' breeder."I cried when he pushed me against the wall. "Don't call me father! You nameless she-wolf!"I closed my eyes. She's shy and sweet. She's the weakest and most useless wolf in the pack. Her life was changed when she was sold to the most powerful wolf in the North Land. Alpha Lucas. Dark, strong, ruthless and moody. Could she, a nameless she-wolf, survive his torture?Could she be emancipated from his enslavement?Could she use her potion box to cure Alpha Lucas' incurable disease called "cruelty"? Could she break the chain of her fate with the help from her friends and...revenge?
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
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."
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