WARNING: This an extremely dark romance. **** Shivers raced through my spine at the dark, heated stares from them -the brothers I was about to pledge my body to. "Sweetheart, you need to know what you are getting into by joining the game," Blue's voice startled me. I gulped as my eyes went to Fred's. His mouth went up in a smirk as his dark eyes roamed through my body. Desires and fear took hold of me as I glanced around their 'play house' I know what I'm signing up for by consenting to be their toy. Yet, I willingly took that step, to freedom, desire, and, worst of all -pain. **** As a journalist, Bella was determined to be the best. She was always taking jobs discarded or termed 'impossible' by others. However, she doesn't know what she signed up for when she agrees to interview the Christophos brothers -wealthy men who live in a spooky old castle. She thought it would be effortless despite the number of journalists who had failed to get any info on the brothers until she stepped foot into the compound. Unknown to the unsuspecting woman, she was in for a ride of her life with brothers who might not be as human as they seem... The game is about to begin... And it's the survival of the fittest...
I stood in front of the imposing house as shivers went through my spine. I don't know what I was thinking when I agreed to take the job others discarded because of how impossible it was to bag an interview.
The Christophos brothers have been a myth for close to ten years now. They are the richest men in the entire country, yet no one has seen them. There have been major debates about their reasons for seclusion.
Their family has been existing for centuries, but it wasn't until ten years ago that a journalist discovered the brothers.
Though she didn't get any info on them, she got a backshot of the brothers. For ten years now, different journalists have tried to do the impossible by asking for an interview with them, but they have never responded.
Note how shocked I was when they replied to my message and set a date for the first meeting.
Everyone thought it was a scam when I showed it to them, but there I was, to show them that this young journalist was capable. I became what I am today because of my passion for knowing things that others don't or skid past without showing interest in them.
I checked the contents of my purse to be certain my phone and pepper spray were in there. Wouldn't want to be a victim if this was some sort of scam.
I glanced down at my choice of clothing. To make running easier for me, I wore black elastic pants and a red shirt. My blonde hair was tamed to perfection, yet a strand managed to escape from the hold.
I sighed.
This is it, Bella. Time for you to break heads. No, scratch that. Time for you to do the impossible.
I bagged an invitation, which was something none of the journalists who have dropped the job can boast of.
My hands shook as I walked towards the door. From the enormous gates to the door, there was no one in sight. Still, the entire place was neatly kept.
The mansion was Victorian-styled. It looked like every other house with the same style, yet it looked different. The off-white color used on it clashed with the silver zinc, making the building seem a bit .... Odd.
I walked to the door and tapped on it since there were no doorbells. I have only seen this type of house in a film. I was used to modern houses where you press the bell rather than knocking.
I didn't get a reply, so I knocked once more.
A creaking sound followed the last knock before the door opened.
"Hello, I'm Bella. I came..." I trailed off as I stared at the empty door, shocked to notice that there was no one standing behind it.
I blinked. "Hello?" I called out, still standing on the stairs.
My heart hammered in my chest, sounding so loud even to my ears. I gulped, peering into the house to know if this was a trick or something like that.
Not only was there no one by the door, the house was pitch black. The air around me felt heavy.
"Hello!" I shouted, hoping to get a reply from whoever opened the door.
When I heard no sound, I turned, aiming to leave. However, the thoughts of the knowing smile that would be on Imelda's face when she learned I failed made me decide to do something rash.
I stepped into the house. "He... llo!" I yelled when the door banged behind me. With my heart in my throat, I rushed back and tugged on it, only to notice the door was locked.
Shit!
I rummaged in my purse for the pepper spray and clutched it in my hands, staring into the dark, ready for whoever was playing tricks on me.
My heart was beating so loud it seemed like the organ was about to leap out of my chest. I swallowed, hoping that this wouldn't turn into a horror film or something like that.
I yelped when the entire place became awash with light. I had to blink, to get my eyes accustomed to it after staying in the dark.
"Who's there?" I called out as I glanced around the place, scared out of my wits, but still clutching the pepper spray as if it would save me from whatever was lurking in the dark.
I got no reply.
I was standing in the foyer, with doors on either side of me, but I didn't dare move. My legs shook, and my teeth chattered, yet I heard no sound.
It was as if I were the only one in the entire house. I glanced back at the door only to discover it had no keyhole, and neither was there any bolt in sight.
I silently glanced around, praying for this to be just a trick as I brought my phone out, only to discover there was no reception in this place.
What?
What the hell is going on here? Isn't this supposed to be the house of the richest, youngest billionaires? Why am I -
"Miss Cold." A voice called out.
My heart slammed into my rib cage at the sound of the voice. I have heard my fair share of voices, but they can't be compared to this.
It sounded like the crackling of fire and the noise of a train that collided with each other. Raspy, strong, and terror-inducing.
My body continued to shake, and I gripped the paper spray, throwing my phone on the floor.
Instead of picking it up, I glanced around, trying to locate the voice that had just spoken to me.
"Miss Cold?"
The voice asked once more. This time, it sounded pissed.
"Yes!" I yelped out in fear.
God.
Should the person with this voice become a detective, people will confess to crimes they didn't commit.
"You are scaring her, brother," came another voice.
Unlike the first, this one sounded like melted chocolates. I sighed, feeling the need to hear the sound once more. For a moment, I forgot where I was, as the urge to listen to him speak increased.
"Come forward," the first voice ordered.
This time, his tone rang like the roaring of waves on a stormy night.
Against my better judgment, I took the first step. It was as if I were being controlled. The pepper spray and my purse clattered to the ground when I let them go, spurred by this urgency in me to do his bidding.
On the fourth step, I broke free from whatever hold that was on me. I stood still, wondering what just happened.
I heard a gasp before a murmured 'Impossible.'
“I will teach you how to pleasure me,” I trail a hand down his smooth-muscled chest, loving the bulge of his muscles under me. “You don't get to teach me, baby. I know the right way to fuck you.” He leaned close to whisper, “You have the chance to back out. But if you don't, I'm going to fuck you hard against the door. So hard that you won't be able to walk for a week.” "Then, do it," I challenged. **** Before I met him, I was the lone Luna who ran away from the pack; away from my responsibilities. I was determined to hide out in the human world until I met a man who was willing to take me in. Though I never loved him, I got married to him. However, a few days into the marriage, I discovered that I had a stepson. And what was worse? My young stepson is my mate.....
*Not incest* "You are playing with fire, doll," he warned, eyes dark and dangerous. "A very deadly fire." I looked at the chains on the bed again and pictured them clamped on my wrists, my tits and pussy in full display... Maybe deadly will do for now... *. *. *. *.* Harboring feelings for someone older than me seems deadly especially when the said person is my uncle. Despite knowing this, the thirst for a drop from his hot-as-hell river of sexiness can't be quenched. Fantasies turned into cravings which in turn spurred the implementation of my devious plans to get him all to myself. Will this blood barrier push him away from acknowledging this mutual feeling of lust, or will his fuel be poured on my burning coals?
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
Rose looked at the reports in her hand and was in shock... The reports said that she was one month pregnant, however, how can she get pregnant when she didn't have any man in her life... "Was it because of that dream? Could I get pregnant because I have sex in my dream?" She thought... She didn't have any mental problems, however, except for this she can't able to think about anything... However, she still didn't get out of her surprise when she met the man in her dream... Kevin Davis looked at the reports in her hand and asked, "Is this child mine?" However, Rose didn't answer but asked... "Was that night not a dream?" Kevin was angry because it was his first time and she thinks it was a dream... Kevin forced her to marry him however, Rose didn't want it... She wanted to abort the child but he didn't let her... In the end... Rose agreed to marry him... She looked at Kevin's blue eyes and said, "I will marry you, however, I had two conditions..." "First, after marriage, you can't control my freedom, I still had the right to do whatever I want. Don't worry I won't harm the child." "Second, if I ever found out that you had cheated behind my back then I will leave with my child and you can't stop me..." Both of them got married... However, after she falls in love with him... She found there are hidden secrets in his past...
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
"Love is blind!" Lucinda abandoned her beautiful and comfortable life because of a man. She married him and slaved off for him for three long years. One day, the scales finally fell off her eyes. She realized that all her efforts were in vain. Her husband, Nathaniel still treated her like shit. All he cared about was his lover. "Enough is enough! I quit wasting my years with an ungrateful man!" Lucinda's heart was shattered into many pieces, but she summoned up the courage to ask for a divorce. The news caused a stir online! A filthy rich young woman recently got divorced? She was a good catch! Countless CEOs and handsome young men immediately swarmed to her like bees to honey! Nathaniel couldn't take it anymore. He held a press conference and begged with teary eyes, "I love you, Lucinda. I can't live without you. Please come back to me." Would Lucinda give him a second chance? Read to find out!