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Nancy Owens's youth was the worst she could have had. After her mother died, her father hurt her, and she was picked on at school her whole life because she was overweight. Keith Carter. He was rude, cocky, and a real jerk. Keith is a real playboy. He has good looks and will soon be the CEO of a multibillion-dollar business. He doesn't care what other people think or how he makes them feel. What will happen when they run into each other?
Nancy's pov
"Look who decided to show up!!!! The fat ugly cow" someone yelled as i entered the cafeteria. I kept my gaze down and continued walking till counter. "She is so ugly and fat. No wonder her parents hate her." They kept yelling and yelling profanities at me. The voices became louder and violent. I froze. "fat fat fat fat fat ugly fat cow ugly ugly ugly......."
I shot up in bed. Sweating and panting. Another nightmare in a week.
The clock showed time of 2:36 am.
I was looking aimlessly around me as sleep was now long lost friend. I put my fluffy flip flops and walked over my small balcony.
Moon was shinning in starry sky. I loved observing night sky since i was a little girl. It brought me peace. Hope. Calm. Whenever i looked at it, it reminded me of my lovely mother, the only person who loved me truely.
Then my mind wandered to my evil-of-father who started abusing me when my mother passed away.
My mother had last stage breast cancer. She fought hard for years but as it was detected lately her chances of surviving were very low. My father could not take her death and started drinking. He would often come home drunk. In beginning it was okay but after some days he started beating and abusing me. Since i was a chubby child he would often call me names.
Not wanting to overthink i strolled back to my bed. It was 4:17 already.
I went to bathroom. Brushed my teeth and took a nice warm shower. My light brown wavy hair was shinning after i dried it. One thing about me; i really liked my wavy curls which reached till my chubby butt.
I went in kitchen and made some coffee and scrambled eggs. I always preffered light breakfast. After breakfast i put my worn out phone for charging and decided to clean the house little bit as it was dusty. While cleaning my father came to kitchen.
"Where's my coffee you fatty bitch? How many times do i remind you to make my coffee before i wake up??!!" He practically barked at me.
Without any words i hurried to kitchen and prepared him his delicious coffee. Till i did all housework it was 7:30am. Time for high school. I packed myself some sandwich and a chocolate bar and made sure i took all necessary things including phone and i was off to face another unfortunate day of my life.
As i walked inside of school Dylan and his friends blocked my path.
"Going somewhere miss universe?" He smirked and others burst out laughing.
"She can't even walk properly and you are saying her miss universe now thats some ironic shit" one of them commented while laughing.
I stood there trying to refrain myself from crying because of embarassment.
"Fat ass pigs like you don't deserve to be in this school" he joked out and purposefully knocked me down and they walked away laughing loudly.
By now all eyes in corridor was on me and they were whispering among themselves. I quickly gathered all my things and fled to the lockers. Tears were streaming down my eyes till now i but was used to this kind of situations. I got bullied all my life because i am fat.
"Scar" someone shouted so i peeped out to see that was my only friend and bestie Tessa.
Tessa Kings was only person in my day-to-day life who wasn't awful towards me. To her i was an open book so was she to me. She saw my tear stricken face and hugged me quitely. She did not need explanation of earlier events as she knew why i was pitiful.
"Don't be upset scar i love you . You are perfect you know that"she cooed in my ear.
Calming myself down we both went to our classes as our first class of english was together. The day went in blur since we had all periods and some students were passing comments on my figure but i chose to ignore it.
Tessa's mom dropped dropped me home. I dropped my bag on floor and crashed on sofa. My house was dark and gloomy since my mom's death. We weren't living in large house, it was small and morderately furnished. After resting for a while i went to my room and quickly changed into some cotton shorts and over-sized tee.
I decided to cook dinner since it was already dark. My father was not home yet. Not that i expect him to be home before 11 pm. So now it has kind of become my routine to finish housework in morning then go to school, come home and prepare dinner, eat it and go to sleep.
While cooking my phone started ringing.
The moment i saw the caller ID i lit up with joy. Quickly recieveing the call i exclaimed in excitement,
"Aunt Luciana"
I was jumping on my spot. Aunt Luciana is my momma's sister. She is like my mother since my momma passed away. She took care of me and always would consider me as my child. She didn't marry and stays alone in Chicago. She always sends money from Chicago because she knows about my condition. She is the reason why we didn't have severe financial crisis. She also pays for my school.
"How are you sweetpea?"She always called me sweetpea.
"I'm fine aunt Luciana. How are you? I'm so happy that you called" she giggled on phone.
"I'm good as heaven hun. Is Mason treating you right? Or do i need to give him an earful?" She asked ,concern evident in her tone.
"He is. He started coming home late recently all drunk and sloppy. By that time i'm asleep. The only time i see and converse with him is morning, not for too long. So there is nothing to worry about" i assured her.
"I'm relived to hear that. Actually i called you to inform that i'm flying to Texas by end of next month. As your academic year is ending i'm thinking of enrolling you in highschool over here" she stated. I was speechless by now and happiness and excitement was overflowing out of me.
"I'm so damn happy you are coming. Jesus, i haven't seen you in ages." I laughed and she giggled. We talked some more and then hung up. I had my dinner and cleaned up the kitchen. I went to my room and locked the door. I slopped in my bed and soon drifted off in sleep.
Jason Jefferson was left alone at age ten when his little brother was born. He was the secret son of Raphael Jefferson, a rich businessman. People looked down on Jason, and his family ignored him. He lived mostly on the streets. His sister Jasmine also ran away and became a prostitute. Later, Jason found her and helped her. Years later, Raphael Jefferson lost all his money. To save his business, he needs to find Jason. He has to talk to Emily Robinson, Jason's mother, to do this. Twenty years before, Raphael's wife Jessie found out she couldn't have babies. She had too many abortions. Jessie wanted a baby badly. She asked Emily, their maid, to have a baby for them. Jason and Jasmine stuck together even when their parents didn't care for them. Now Raphael wants to find the son he left behind. Can Raphael make things right after ignoring his son for so long? How will Jason feel when his dad wants to talk to him now? Will he forgive his father or be angry?
PHIL BRANDON, the heir to the Brandon's Enterprise, and JESSICA HILL, the daughter of a drug addict and gambler, erroneously had a one night stand during one of his business trips to Los Angeles. Though he didn't see her face, he finds it hard to forget about her, desiring her body. He goes all out in search of her, but, unfortunately, his father's death temporarily halts his search for this strange lady, as he 'struggles' to step and fit into his shoe. But will fate favor him?
She was sold to the ruthless Alpha by her own biological older brother due to greed and she got pregnant for the Alpha. Oblivious to what life has for her, she discovers a hidden truth surrounding her pregnancy that breaks her into pieces. She decided to elope with pregnancy to a distant pack to start afresh. Now he wants her back in his life. Did he succeed? Find out in this intriguing story.
Jada Young, a determined journalist haunted by her parents' death at the hands of werewolves, finds herself drawn to her enigmatic boss, Fred Lucian. Despite her initial suspicions, Jada discovers Fred's secret: he is also a werewolf. Conflicted by her feelings and her lifelong quest to expose the truth about werewolves, Jada must confront her fears and prejudices as she navigates a dangerous romance. As their bond deepens, Jada begins to question everything she thought she knew about werewolves, love, and herself, leading to a gripping tale of redemption, acceptance, and forbidden passion.
Dianthe Sage knows two things for sure: The fact that she has a fairy name and is part fae Dianthe woke up in a strange realm with no clothes and no memories. Two strange and rude strangers dragged her by the scruff to the Earth realm. They are eager to give her to their boss, a foe they won't name who has a vague plan. But, in an amazing turn of events, she is saved quickly by a small group of people who talk to each other in English. Who is Alpha? Beta? Are we friends? The so-called damsel-in-distress asks for help while getting to know Gideon Murray, the careful, sweet-smelling head of the group. Her direct, sure-of-herself manner makes Gideon watch her closely as she moves around his strange surroundings. Both are looking for solutions and for some reason, they are drawn to each other. She is... (Who are they?) What happened to her family? And is she really the damsel in distress of the story?
You don't have to feel uncomfortable because of me." "Someone stole something valuable from me, I'm only here to get it back. "I'll be off with the girl who stole my heart soon." He said calmly. I was shattered, he had come for someone else. She was probably his new mate. I was sad to see he moved on so easily after rejecting me. I could feel my heart get torn to shreds. I couldn't help but get curious about what his new mate looked like, or who she was. Tears of jealousy choked my heart, trying to force it's way through my eyes. I took a deep breath and forced a smile, I was never going to let him get the best of me. I turned to him wearing a bright smile. "Good luck."
"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.
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.
"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. **** Emily never shifted on her 18th birthday and became the laughingstock of the pack. When her old crush, Alexander Black, returns from Alpha Training, she never expected him to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that young Alpha Alexander has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, Emily runs off and disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army, specializing in sensitive matters. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate, Alexander. Will Alexander figure out it is Emily? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
She was a diamond covered by ashes.... King Dakota was known as the most Powerful Alpha King of all times - more powerful than any other King that had ruled from his lineage. He was cold hearted, introverted and dangerous in anger. Cursed by the Moon goddess, King Dakota had to get married to three wives all in search of a male child that would become his heir, but it was impossible as the curse would only let his wives bear she -wolves. But on a different day, the King meets a lady who offends him and as a punishment, he took her home as his fourth wife. Her name was Shilah. Shilah was a powerless wolf and as a result, was disregarded and intimidated by all. But, when she begins to do things that the King had never felt for years, he began to wonder who she really was. Slowly, she crawled her way into his icy heart and turned out to be something nobody ever expected - a storm.