Emerald thought that she and Jace Higginson were divorced. After five years, she returns to the country to collaborate with his company and eventually takes her revenge. What will she do when she sees a different Jace, making her uneasy whenever they meet? What would she do when her supposed ex-husband was still her husband because he didn't file the divorce? Will Emerald give Jace his rights to their son whom she conceived before she left?
"Prepare dinner. My brother and parents will be here. I am going to introduce them to you," Jace said, making Emerald's eyes widen in disbelief. Her luggage was ready, and she was only waiting for her husband to leave for work before she left their mansion for good. She couldn't utter a word until he was out of her sight.
With that, Emerald felt happy, thought Jace had a change of heart, and was ready to accept her. She started moving and planning for the menu she would cook for later. She wanted to impress Jace's family so they could also accept her. For a year, she thought she would never have a chance to meet her husband's family, and kept asking herself whether they knew about her.
Feeling elated, Emerald cleaned everything before she started cooking and made sure to finish earlier to have time to make herself beautiful. She wanted Jace to see her as a beautiful woman and not what Emerose had told her she was.
"Finally, I'm done!" Emerald exclaimed after she prepared the table. She was so happy as if she was floating in the air. "I have to get ready, too." She said, talking to herself.
Young Morgan went to her bedroom, started cleaning up, and took a bath. "Oh my gosh! What am I going to wear?" Her eyes landed on the dress Jace had given her when he brought her to a party. Although she felt sad about what had happened back then, she had no choice but to wear it since she had no other decent clothes.
She applied lipstick and baby powder to her face, and when she liked what she saw in the mirror, she smiled. "Jace has finally realized that I am his wife. I had to be beautiful for him." Emerald's eyes landed on her luggage sitting beside her bed. She smiled and thought, 'Should I unpack now?' She shook her head and added, 'No. I'll do it later. They might come soon, and I didn't want them to wait for me.'
After Emerald was done with herself, she descended the stairs and planned to wait for her husband in the living room. But as soon as she was on the last step, she saw Jace get into the house and close the door.
"Jace," she said, making him look at her. She welcomed him with a sweet smile. Young Higginson liked what he saw, making him feel uncomfortable.
'Fuck! She's really beautiful.' He thought and shook his head to shake off the thoughts that started to enter his mind.
But Emerald approached him and initiated the kiss, hoping he would not push her away.
Jace was stunned, but after feeling how soft his wife's lips were, he responded to her kisses, pulling her closer until they became more intimate.
Young Higginson had wanted Emerald and made her his. Now that his wife had initiated it, he would never let the chance go. He lifted young Morgan and brought her to his bedroom, where he took his wife repeatedly.
For a moment, Jace forgot who Emerald was and what he thought she did to his brother. All he thinks about is how much he likes and wants his wife.
"Emerald..." He moans every time he reaches his climax, and at the same time, young Morgan moans his name as well.
Emerald felt loved. Jace had been gentle with her, so she thought he knew he was the only man in her life. She also felt desired, as her husband took her passionately.
As the heat subsides, Emerald and Jace stay lying on his bed. Young Morgan feels like she is in heaven despite feeling sore even though she doesn't know how she will face her husband out of shyness.
Jace, on the other hand, was thinking about whether he would talk about the divorce. He liked what happened, and he thought it was the best thing that happened to him. But anger took over him, and before Emerald could say a thing, he got up from his bed, opened the drawer in the bedside table, and took the divorce paper before handing it to Emerald.
Emerald took it, confused. "D-divorce?" She asked with teary eyes after reading the content.
"Yes. I want a divorce." He replied with a stoic face. "Sign them and leave," he added.
"But I thoughtâ"
"You thought wrong. What happened to us means nothing to me. You're just like any other woman I bedded. But still, thank you for giving me your first time." Jace said, cutting off Emerald's words while he got dressed. His parents and brother will be arriving soon, and he wants to see how his wife reacts after she sees his brother.
Unknown to him, Emerald was so broken that she thought she would die. She couldn't breathe as she tried to hold her tears. But didn't want Jace to see her at her worst, so she hardened her heart and got up from the bed and dressed.
Jace watched Emerald as she signed the papers with trembling hands. He thought he had successfully taken his revenge, seeing how Emerald looked. "You won't be able to get anything from this marriage since you've signed a prenuptial agreement." Emerald looked at him, confused. "There's a clause on the marriage certificate that if we divorce, you won't get anything," he added.
"What makes you think I need your money?" she asked. She didn't want to say anything but thinking Jace thought she wanted his money, angered her.
"Isn't that what you are? Looking for a wealthy man you can use to get rich?" Jace asked mockingly.
"I don't need to marry a man to get rich, and I will prove to you that I would be successful without you in my life." Emerald replied in pain, letting her tears flow freely. "I will make sure that you will regret this and that I will never forgive you in this lifetime. I hate you, Jace Higginson, and I will bury my love for you at the bottom of the Mariana Trench so that I would have to die before I feel that way towards you again." Those were the last words she said before she left the room to go to her bedroom and grabbed her luggage.
Emerald walked down the stairs. Just as she was at the entrance door, she met a couple and a man whom she thought were Jace's parents and brother, looking at her curiously. She bowed respectfully before walking out of the mansion and out of Jace's life.
A contract will bind Ysla and Nathan. An agreement with limits, driven only by their personal reasons. For Nathan, it's about obeying his grandmother's wishes. For Ysla, it's about revenge against the fiancé who betrayed her and the people she once called family. But what happens when their feelings for each other begin to change? When Nathan's former love returns and Ysla's past starts to unravel, bringing with it a storm of problems she never expected? Will their contract be enough to hold them together, or will it be the very thing that tears them apart?
This is about the story of Matteo and Freya's (Lycan Prince Matteo) daughter. Aliyah Collins is a princess of the supernatural. She is one of the twins of the Lycan King and Queen, but she has no wolf. The palace hides her and her twin's identities to protect them, especially her, since she is basically a human. She hides the fact that she can read minds and move things without touching them from her family. She cannot smell her mate, so she doesn't know that she is already in an intimate relationship with him. Alpha Xavier Bloodworth, the alpha of Aliyah's mother's original pack, the Howlers Pack, faces a dilemma. Believing Aliyah to be a human, he chooses to conceal their true nature as mates from her and the others. His focus is on fortifying his pack, which has become a target of rogues and an unknown adversary. In the midst of this, his growing feelings for Aliyah add another layer of complexity to his already challenging role. Being the Alpha of the Howlers Pack, which consists of former rogues who fought against the palace 18 years ago, Xavier is not fond of the palace. Although he doesn't plan to go against them, he also doesn't like to associate himself with them. However, an incident made Xavier discover the truth about Aliyah's identity while he was thinking of someone else being the princess.
"I, Alpha Xander Finch of the Red Moon Pack," he said. Wait, is he going to accept my rejection now? "Reject your rejection, Alpha Chastity Reid of the Silver Moon Pack," he added, and my eyes widened when I felt something extraordinary. Maybe he felt it too because he was surprised as well. Then he carried me before he pinned me at the back of the now already closed door and kissed me and, oh goddess, I felt like I missed him for a thousand years already, so I kissed him back. ***** Chassy, an omega who carries the weight of her heritage, is mistreated by her mother and the Red Moon Pack for her entire existence. Her real potential, which was acquired from a father who came from a mysterious lycan clan, is hidden from her and her tormentors. She found out that Xander, her Alpha, was her mate. For some reason, he hurt her. As a result Chassy leaves and rejects him. But destiny has more in store for her. With the advent of her lycan beast, she unexpectedly rises to the position of alpha in her adopted pack. Then she met her father whom she never knew and found out more about herself. The persistent vampires, push packs to band together under an alliance. Chassy's previous and present lives intersect when Xander stops by her new pack for a joint training session against this backdrop of peril and unity. Will Xander and Chassy be able to cross the gap between them? Can they stand together in the face of the impending vampire threat? What will Chassy do when she knows that she's unable to give Xander an heir and a boy with his mother comes to the pack claiming Xander to be the father?
Freya is the adoptive daughter of the warrior mated couple of the Midnight Pack. She didn't have a scent, so everyone thought that she didn't have a wolf, just like humans. Matteo Harith is the Lycan prince, soon to be king, who was waiting for his mate. He had smelled her since 9 years ago in the palace, but after that, he never found her, no matter how much he looked for her. When Matteo was assigned by his king's father to look into the case of a pack that had been wiped out, he lived in the Midnight Pack and found Freya. The moment Matteo stepped out of his SUV, Freya found out that he was her mate. But Matteo couldn't smell her at all. A tournament that had been held within the pack made Matteo find Freya to be his mate when their eyes met. When Matteo finally smelled Freya's scent, it was also the time that she remembered what had happened in her childhood and that the palace had refused to help them when they asked, which caused her biological parents' death. What is he going to do when Freya was blaming the royals and wanted to reject him even after they mark each other?
"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."
A sudden twist of fate connected Helena to a prominent and influential person. To onlookers, she appeared as a naive bimbo. In truth, she was a top-tier specialist, shrouded in layers of hidden identities. Charlie declared, âSheâs quite delicate and easily hurt. Cross her, and youâre crossing me.â The elite families, outwitted by Helena's prowess, kept these truths from him. Helena eventually broke free from Charlie, sending him on a frenzied worldwide hunt. To him, she was a bird with dazzling wings, and his goal was to help her reach new heights.Â
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "Youâre mine. Now and always."