"Have you heard about me?" he asked me. His voice was cold. There was something about it. His voice sent chills through me like it would to someone who got ice poured on them. I nodded "Yes Alpha" "Do you want love?" I didn't respond. What do I say to that? "Answer me" he growled. I slowly nodded. He laughed dryly. 'The rumours you heard about me are true so you can throw any thought of love out the window. You're mine now and there's nothing you can do about it. This means I will treat you as I see fit. Is that understood?" Rose Wilson is an omega in the pack. She's maltreated, neglected and bullied, both at home and at school. She dreams of a mate who would take her pain away. That is, until she finally meets her mate: Alpha Kyle. Alpha Kyle is cruel and cold. He has no intentions of loving Rose. Rose's world crumbles even more as they cross paths. Find out what happens in this paranormal dark romance.
Peace, silence, and darkness.
That's what sleep is supposed to bring, right? It's supposed to be a temporary escape from reality. But for me, there's no such thing. Peace has long been a stranger in my life. Whenever things seem calm, it only makes me anxious and waiting for the next storm.
I've made my peace with it-or at least I've tried. This is my reality, and there's nothing I can do to change it. My father is a pack warrior, but I'm not the proud daughter of a warrior. No, I'm the product of his affair with a maid-my mother. That makes me an omega, the lowest rank in the pack, an abomination in the eyes of many.
My mother died not long after giving birth to me, leaving me in the care of a father who never really wanted me. He let me stay, despite his wife's protests. But I'm a constant reminder of his betrayal. I'm a living scar on their marriage. So, I can't really blame my stepmother or others for hating me. Every time she looks at me, she sees her husband's infidelity.
They let me live with them, sure, but there was no kindness in their charity. I'm not a daughter; I'm a servant. My stepmother never misses an opportunity to remind me how lucky I am to have a roof over my head. According to her, my mother was a maid, so it's only fair that I take over her duties now that I'm old enough.
I don't complain. I can't. Life has hardened me. I've faced so much that there's little left that can truly break me. Or so I thought.
I felt a cold sensation on my body. When I opened my eyes, I noticed that it was cold water. I sat up in bed, drenched. Blinking the water out of my eyes, I saw one of the female pack warriors standing there with an empty bucket in her hand.
"That's what you get," she sneered. "I've been calling you for minutes. Get up and do your damn job."
"I'm sorry" I whimpered "I'll be there soon"
She glared at me before turning away and leaving the room.
My heart rate increased in my chest. I shivered, feeling cold from the water and the hatred in her words. I dragged myself out of bed and into the shower. After a quick bath, I got dressed in blue skinny jeans and a black sweatshirt-clothes that would hide the bruises from yesterday's beating. I didn't need the teachers at school asking questions. Not that they cared, really, but I didn't want the extra attention.
I left my room and headed downstairs. When I got down, I felt the tension in the air. My father, stepmother, and stepsister; Raquelle were already seated at the dining table.
"Good morning," I murmured, bowing my head in greeting.
"You're late," my stepmother, Janet, snapped.
"I'm sorry. It won't happen again," I replied quickly,
"It better not," she muttered, dismissing me with a wave of her hand.
I hurried into the kitchen, deciding on pasta since it was quick and wouldn't make them wait any longer than they already had. When I was done cooking, I served their plates.
I stood in the corner, watching them eat, waiting for the moment they'd be done so I could clean up. That's how it was in this house-I was a ghost, only noticed when I wasn't doing something right.
Finally, they finished, and I began gathering the plates and taking them to the kitchen. My stomach rumbled with every move I made. I took the pot of leftover pasta and grabbed a spoon, hoping to get at least some food. But just as I was about to take a bite, a sharp smack sent the spoon and the pot clattering to the floor.
I looked up to see Raquelle. Her smirk widened as she watched the food spill across the tiles.
"What do you think you're doing?" she demanded, tilting her head.
"I-I was hungry," I stammered.
"So?"
Tears blurred my vision, but I blinked them away. It wasn't the first time she'd treated me like this, and it wouldn't be the last. But it still hurt, knowing that someone could hate you so deeply without reason, just because they could.
"Aww, are you going to cry again?" Raquelle cooed "How pathetic."
"What's going on here?" Janet's voice sounded.
She stepped into the kitchen. Her gaze landed on the mess on the floor before turning to me.
"Nothing," Raquelle said "Rose was just being clumsy."
Janet narrowed her eyes at me "I can see that."
"I'm sorry," I whispered.
"As always," Raquelle muttered with a roll of her eyes.
Janet sighed "Anyway, I have something to tell you both."
Raquelle groaned in annoyance. "I'm already late for school."
"This won't take long," Janet said. "Alpha Kyle is coming over for dinner tonight."
Raquelle's eyes widened in shock. "Alpha Kyle? He's back? I thought he was at war!"
"He is back," Janet confirmed "And he's honoring us with a visit. He wants to personally thank your father for keeping the pack at peace while he was away."
Raquelle practically squealed with excitement "I need to plan what to wear!"
With that, she rushed out of the kitchen, leaving me alone with Janet. I turned back to the sink, focusing on the dishes.
"Rose," Janet called.
"Yes, ma'am?" I replied, turning to face her.
"Don't mess this up," she warned.
I nodded slowly, turning back to the sink.
I hoped with everything inside me that tonight went well.
Catherine Walker's world turned upside down after the tragic loss of her mother. Now, life isn't being fair to her. She's being bullied at school and abused at home. Tyler Anderson is the new kid in town. He's the Alpha of another pack and came into town for an alliance. He also turns out to be Catherine's mate. Later on, Catherine realizes that she has strange magical powers. Join Catherine on her tragic and exciting journey, from being the bullied wolf to the saviour of all. Join her as she navigates her power, unravels deep secrets and begins a story of romance with Tyler by her side. .
Joan is a girl who's struggling to make ends meet and to pay for her mother's medical bills. A glimmer of hope appears when she gets invited for a job interview to work as a maid for the Stonewood family. Derrick Stonewood is a name that's well known. He's a billionaire and America's most eligible bachelor. However, he has a secret to his wealth. What happens when these two cross paths? Will they be able to keep their hands off each other? More over, what's the end result when business is mixed with pleasure?
After spending a night with a strange man on the day before her wedding, Arianna left the country to start her life afresh. The 22-year-old Arianna Jason lived her life pleasing those she loved the most, without knowing that she was simply a prey being nurtured for the day of her ruin. Her life has tasted the butter pill of betrayal. She wants to give back to the world what she's got but how can she change her good, innocent personality to fit into a cruel society and world? Can her sweet nature be contaminated, or will she make it through, paddling on the right path?
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
"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?"
"You're my wife in name only, on paper only. My heart and love will never be yours." Edward made it clear to Daisy that she was nothing to him. They were both victims of family greed -- the marriage was arranged for them. Six years passed. She remained quiet, gaining a reputation in the army as a tough-as-nails colonel. When she walked into his life again, Edward fell in love with this woman, unlike any he had known. She surprised and delighted him. But will Daisy take him back? Can their son keep them together? Can the rift between them be healed? Pick this one up and find out!
"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."
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”