Rhyz, a 17 year old girl, was going to start studying in a new school in a new city because of her parents job. Jace, an 18 year old boy, the quiet and nerdy but considered as a hearthrob of the school will notice her. Will Rhyz have her last year of highschool memorable or will it end up as a memory to forget?
It was the first day of school. Rhyz timidly enter the school grounds looking around on where to go. She stares at her schedule searching for her classroom. Finally, she arrived at her soon to be classroom. She stares at the door when suddenly someone approach the door.
"Aren't you coming in?"
Rhyz looked up and saw a tall, hadsome guy with glasses on.
"Ohh, yeah. " Rhyz replied and followed the guy who just went inside the classroom.
The class suddenly became quiet and stare at them as they both enter the classroom.
"Who is that girl?"
"Why is she with Jace?"
"Is that a newbie?
The questions started soon as the door was close. Rhyz looked around on where she could sit down and found an empty seat in the back. She shyly walked towards the empty seat and sat down quietly.
Soon the teacher arrives and saw Rhyz.
"It seems like we got a new student here, can you please come here in the front to introduce yourself." the teacher said to Rhyz.
Rhyz timidly stand up and walk in the front of the class.
"Hi, I'm Rhyz Gomez. Seventeen. Nice to meet you." Rhyz was looking down all the time while she was speaking. Her face flushed red from shyness.
Jace was staring at her she speaks and many of their classmates notice that.
"Okay, Miss Gomez here is a little bit shy. I hope all of you can be good to her. You may take your seat now." The teacher said and Rhyz immediately went back to her seat.
The class starts and ended soon. Rhyz remained seated while everyone was starting to walk out to go to the canteen. Jace walk towards her.
"Hey, let's go." Jace told her
"Uhm. Me?" Rhyz asked pointing at herself
"Yeah, By the way, I'm Jace." Jace offered his hand to Rhyz.
"Oh, I'm Rhyz." Rhyz take his hand then smile showing her dimples.
"Le-Lets go?" Jace said taken aback at her cuteness.
"Thank you." Rhyz stood up and the both walk outside the classroom to go to the canteen.
As they were walking outside the students were looking at them, murmuring. They soon arrive at the canteen. They both stand in line.
"What would you like to eat?" Jace asked Rhyz. He was surprised to see her staring back at her.
She smile again showing her dimples.
"Uhm, a sandwich is all good. How much is it?" Rhyz asked Jace.
"Dont worry about it." Jace replied then turn around to order their food.
"But---" Rhyz was about to protest.
"No buts." Jace cut her off then smile at her.
Rhyz blush so she immediately look down to hide it.
"Hey, Let's sit there." Jace said as he walked towards the seats.
Rhyz followed with her head still looking down so she bumped on Jace's back.
"Aww!" Jace reacts as he felt the impact of Rhyz's head on his back.
"So-Sorry.." Rhyz said as she touch Jace's back then starts stroking it as if it will make the pain go away.
"Its fine. Are you okay?" Jace asked trying not to
smile when he saw how red Rhyz cheeks is.
"Yeah..wh-why?" Rhyz ask confused
"Yo-Your face..haha hahaha!" Jace can't help it so he starts laughing
"What? What's with my face?" Rhyz starts wiping her face with a tissue.
"Stop that, you're making it more red than it was..haha haha!" Jace said trying to stifle his laughter.
"Jace!!!" Rhyz said pouting her lips.
"Okay okay, i'll stop. Let's eat?" Jace give her the sandwich and a bottle of juice.
"Thank you. Uhm Jace?" Rhyz said while looking at Jace who is busy munching his own sandwich and drinking juice.
"Yeah?" Jace asked. His mouth full of food.
"Why did you ask me to come with you here? You dont know me that much yet." Rhyz asked
"I want to be your friend." Jace said without any doubts. "And maybe more than that" Jace whispers.
"Huh? Uhm, ofcourse we can be friends. Thank you. I really dont know what to do. We were new in this city so I really dont know anyone." Rhyz replied slightly confused for not hearing what you said clearly.
"I can tell you anything you need to know about this city. Dont hesitate to ask me okay?" Jace said as he stared at Rhyz
"Thank you so much really." Rhyz said smiling
"I forgot, what's your number?" Jace asked
"Oh yes, here" Rhyz showed her phone to Jace
They exchanged numbers and then finished their food. As they walk back to the classroom they heard someone calling Jace.
"Jace!!!! Jace!!!! Wait up!!
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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.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"