Prologue: Once in a Lifetime In a city where dreams were built upon steel and glass, two souls destined to be together found themselves on opposite ends of a grand design. Christina Smith, a talented designer with a heart full of creativity and a vision that soared to the heavens, had made a name for herself in the world of architecture. Little did she know that the very company she worked for, Gray Creatives, was owned by the enigmatic Edward Gray, a man of wealth and power who kept his true identity hidden from the world. Their paths had diverged long ago, a cruel twist of fate that tore apart the childhood sweethearts who had once shared a love so pure and true. Christina's passion for design led her to Gray Creatives, where she poured her heart into every blueprint and structure, unaware of the presence of the man who held a piece of her heart in his hands. Meanwhile, Edward Gray, the elusive and mysterious owner of Gray Creatives, navigated the corporate world with a mask of anonymity, his past love for Christina buried deep within his heart. He had built an empire on the foundation of ambition and success, never realizing that the one woman who had captured his soul was working under his very roof. As the city buzzed with the whispers of their intertwined destinies, Christina and Edward moved through their separate worlds, each longing for a connection they believed to be lost to time. The echoes of their past love lingered in the air, a haunting melody that played in the spaces between them, drawing them closer with each passing day. And so, as the sun set on another day in the city of dreams, Christina and Edward stood on the brink of a reunion that would either reignite the flames of their once-in-a-lifetime love or extinguish them forever. In the intricate dance of fate and chance, they were destined to discover that true love knows no bounds and that sometimes, love comes but once in a lifetime.
In a quaint and charming café, the soft glow of warm lights mingled with the gentle melody of raindrops tapping against the windows. Christina, a bright-eyed college freshman with dreams as vast as the sky, sat tucked away in a cozy corner, her sketchpad open before her. With nimble fingers and a heart full of aspirations, she sketched out intricate designs of houses, each stroke a step closer to her dream of becoming a renowned architect.
On the other side of the café, Edward, a senior with an air of confidence and a hint of mystery, sought refuge from the rain that poured outside. Having escaped the watchful eye of his driver, he settled into a secluded corner, his gaze wandering around the café with a sense of detached curiosity.
As Edward attempted to shake off the rainwater that clung to his jacket, a careless gesture led to droplets spilling onto Christina's meticulously drawn designs. The sound of water meeting paper caught Christina's attention, her eyes narrowing in frustration as she looked up to see Edward standing before her, a look of indifference on his face.
"What in the world!" Christina exclaimed, her voice a mix of surprise and irritation as she took in the sight of her now damp sketches. "You've ruined my drawings!"
Edward's response was far from apologetic. "It's just a few drops of water, no need to overreact," he retorted, his tone dismissive as he glanced at the designs before him. "Perhaps you should be more careful about where you choose to sit next time."
Christina's anger flared at his lack of remorse, her frustration mounting with each passing moment. She hastily began to wipe the water off her sketches, muttering curses under her breath directed at Edward.
Meanwhile, Edward, seated in an opposite direction from Christina, couldn't help but be drawn to her designs. Despite her anger towards him, he found himself captivated by the intricate details and creative vision displayed on the pages before him. With a sense of awe, he reached out to take a closer look at the drawings, unaware of the storm brewing in Christina's eyes.
As Christina noticed Edward's intrusion into her personal space, her irritation peaked. Without hesitation, she snatched her drawings away from him, her voice sharp with anger. "Those are not for you to see," she snapped, her eyes flashing with defiance.
Edward, unfazed by her reaction, held onto the drawings with a stubborn grip. "I was just admiring your work," he replied, his tone tinged with arrogance. "You have talent, I'll give you that."
Christina's patience wearing thin, she tugged at the sketches, her frustration evident in her voice. "I don't need your approval," she retorted, her words laced with a mixture of anger and pride. "Keep your compliments to yourself."
As the tension between Christina and Edward reached a boiling point in the Sweet café, Edward's arrogant demeanor clashed with Christina's fiery spirit. His attempts to downplay her anger and offer shallow compliments only served to fuel her frustration, leading to a confrontation that neither of them had expected.
"Perhaps you should learn to appreciate a genuine compliment when you hear one," Edward remarked, his tone laced with condescension as he looked at Christina. "Not every girl has the privilege of having their work admired by someone like me."
Christina's laughter cut through the air like a sharp blade, her eyes alight with defiance. "Admired by someone like you? Please, spare me the arrogance," she retorted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'd rather have my drawings insulted by a stranger than praised by someone so full of themselves."
Edward's smirk faltered slightly at Christina's bold words, a flicker of surprise crossing his features. No one had ever dared to challenge him in such a manner before, and the realization that his charm held no sway over her ignited a spark of curiosity within him.
In a bold move that caught Christina off guard, Edward pulled her against the wall with a swift motion, his actions like a whirlwind that left her breathless. Her back pressed against the cool surface, her heart racing as his proximity sent a jolt of electricity through her veins. His whispered threat to kiss her if she dared to move sent a shiver down her spine, a mixture of fear and something she couldn't quite name coursing through her.
Edward, for the first time, found himself drawn to Christina in a way he had never experienced before. Her scent, like a delicate flower in bloom, captivated his senses, awakening a newfound appreciation for the subtleties of her presence.
After a tense moment of silence, Edward released Christina from his grasp, a teasing glint in his eyes as he taunted her about her reaction to their close encounter. Christina, her eyes flashing with a mixture of anger and defiance, warned him to watch his words or face the consequences of her wrath.
As the rain outside subsided and the café fell into a lull of quietude, Edward's cellphone vibrated, signaling his departure. With a smirk and a parting glance at Christina, he made his exit, leaving her to stew in a mix of emotions and unanswered questions.
Alone in the aftermath of their tumultuous encounter, Christina's heart still raced with the remnants of their interaction. As she gathered her belongings and composed herself, a sense of both relief and lingering curiosity lingered in the air. And as she raised her gaze to search for Edward, she found the café empty, his presence a mere memory in the quiet space they had shared.
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."
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true originsâa lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. "It's time to reveal your true identity, darling."
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. Whatâs worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldnât thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesnât seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that heâs different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
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.
âYou need a bride, I need a groom. Why donât we get married?â Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. âShe keeps asking for a divorce, but I donât want that! What should I do?â