He loved me for eight years, but in the end, he drove me out in person. In pain, I saw him and my sister love each other and treat me as a tool to cure my sister. He even killed our child! Hatred is burning like fire. I'm determined to take revenge. Two years later, I came back forcefully. I was no longer the woman who loved him in the dust. The man who had been cruel and indifferent to me before had become as gentle as water. He even knelt on the ground and begged for my forgiveness. "I'm sorry, in the future, I am willing to atone for my sins with the rest of my life." Just as I was about to continue my revenge, I slowly realized that I was not completely ignorant of what had happened in the past two years. Should my revenge plan continue?
"Congratulations, Miss Sophia, you're going to be a mother."
The doctor's words had been ringing in my ears ever since I came out of the hospital.
The hand holding the test sheet was shaking slightly, and tears spilled from the corners of my eyes.
I was going to be a mother, I thought to myself, and it was such a big surprise for me. As I caressed my stomach, a beatific feeling swelled in my heart. But at the thought of the child's father, half of the great joy devolved into worry.
As I was walking along the street, I started to sort out everything that had happened in the past month.
The child's father...
Just a month ago I had been pronounced the mate of Carl Vincent Williams, the youngest Alpha in the history of werewolves. Young, handsome, and powerful, he could make the women of the entire pack go crazy for him with just one look. On the day I became his mate, the women of the entire pack looked at me with envy. Hell, even I thought I was the happiest and the luckiest woman in the world.
From the day I met Vincent at the age of ten, a seed had been planted in my heart. I was harkened back to that night eight years ago, the summer of the cicadas chirping and the cramped dark pit. I was ten years old. I was running around the mountain picking herbs for my grandfather as usual when I suddenly heard a faint cry for help. Following the sound, I found that a little boy had accidentally fallen into this pit and was on the verge of losing consciousness.
Thinking that I was agile and athletically inclined, courtesy of all that foraging I had done with Joyce, I jumped into the deep pit. I didn't know what I had been thinking back then.
The boy must have been trapped in it for some time, for his voice was so weak and he could barely open his eyes. I fed him with some dry food and water, which I had with me, and half an hour later he finally woke up. The look in his eyes was fearsome.
After he finally recognized that I was just a little girl, the hostility in his eyes decreased. He introduced himself as Vincent and told me that he had been pushed by someone. Feigning indifference, he fixed his eyes on the rest of the food in my hand, but his gulp had told me all I needed to know, and so I handed them to him and smiled sweetly, saying, "You can have these, Vincent."
The young Vincent was only twelve years old at that time, but he already had a tall and straight figure and outstanding appearance.
That was the first time I saw such a good-looking person. I was stunned unknowingly. When I came back to my senses, the young Vincent had finished his food and was asking my name.
"What's your name?" he asked softly, "When I make it out of here, I will definitely repay you."
"My name?" I hesitated. At that time, I didn't know that Vincent was the son of the Alpha. Joyce had reminded me not to tell anyone my name, and I was afraid that Vincent was a bad person.
But just as I hesitated for a second, the soil on the wall began to loosen and dirt fell on both of our hair. Looking up, I saw that the narrow and cramped wall was collapsing, and a large rock was falling toward us!
I didn't have time to hesitate; I hugged Vincent and blocked him under me. I didn't think much about it at all, all I could think about was that Vincent had been down there for a long time, he was very weak now, and I wanted to protect him.
The rock hit my back, and it felt like it was going to smash my whole body at the time.
Young Vincent exclaimed, "Get away from me! If this keeps up, you will die!"
One after another, rocks fell on my body and limbs, and my hand on the ground was also hit by a stone, breaking one of my fingers.
I grunted in pain, and Vincent's anxious voice echoed in the dark as he tried to push me away and shake my hand, but to no avail.
The heavy stone weighed on both of us, pressing our bodies together, close enough that I could hear his fast heartbeat.
Before my consciousness completely disappeared, I could feel his chest vibrate. He said to me in a hoarse voice, "Come to me! If both of us can get out alive, you must come to me. I will definitely protect you for the rest of your life!"
How much I wanted to say "yes", but as the last bit of strength in my body was wiped out, I passed out. Later, Joyce, who had hiked up the mountain with me, found that I was gone. He had been looking for me before stumbling across the collapsed pit, and saved me and young Vincent.
Vincent was taken to the hospital. Later, his parents found out who the perpetrator was, while sending Vincent elsewhere for special training to strengthen him. After all, he was the son of the Alpha and the future successor who was expected to one day govern the pack.
We both survived, but I didn't have a chance to find him.
And in the past eight years, in order to follow in Vincent's footsteps, I had worked hard to improve myself, all just to be able to catch a glimpse of him in the crowd. But I knew it was all in vain, for at no point had I let the fact that we were two different strata slip my mind. He was the Alpha at the peak of the totem pole, while I was an orphan girl who had been abandoned in the woods by my biological parents. I was seven when I had been abandoned in the woods, and I couldn't remember what my biological parents looked like. All I remember was that it was Joyce, the grandfather of my now sister, Marianne, who had taken me in and cared for me in the days to come. He had treated me like a real family and taught me what love was and what it felt like. Even though my new parents, George and Amanda, hated me and wanted to kick me out, he had never abandoned me. He had watched me grow up, and all that I had learned, I owed it to him.
If being an abandoned child wasn't awful enough, I was a werewolf in name only. If I was incapable of shifting into a werewolf, did that make me a werewolf still? This was a great shame to the pack.
How could a wild child like me, who was but a street urchin, cross paths with such an all-powerful man?
But God, with His twisted sense of humor, had a way of telling me that I was not the one in charge. A month ago, I went to a party hosted by a friend and woke up the next morning with Vincent lying beside me.
A striking patch of bright red on the white sheets had told me all I needed to know about what had happened to Vincent and I the night before.
I tried to recall what had happened the night before, but all I could remember was Vincent walking into the room I had been in, his eyes unfocused and glazed. I thought he was drunk. That was the second time after a long time that I had had a chance to see him up close.
"You... you're her. But..." I had heard him say that, and I thought he had finally recognized me after so long. He pushed me onto the bed, and I knew I shouldn't have done this, I knew I should have told him who I was while he was in full control of his faculties. But I let myself go. I gave full rein to the animal inside me and had a small bite of what I thought was the forbidden fruit of my eight-year-long longing for him, the little boy from the past who had now matured into a grown man.
At that point of my recalling, Vincent had woken up. I had sensed movement around me and was about to turn my head when suddenly a pair of big hands grabbed my neck.
Vincent's strength was so great that the back of my head was banged against the wall, making my vision spin. I looked at him with tears in my eyes, but what was reflected back to me were his blood-red eyes and his gnashed-teeth voice: "Are you really that infatuated with me that you would even resort to using this despicable means just to spend a night with me?"
Lucille was one of the most skilled female assassins, and on the previous night, she embarked on a top-secret mission. However, the mission's details were leaked, leading to her untimely demise at the hands of a traitorous companion. She never discovered the identity of the person who betrayed her before her death. But by some miracle, she was granted a new life, and was reborn as a girl with the same name. Determined to uncover the truth and seek revenge for her family, Lucille seized her second chance at life. She planned to avenge her loved ones. However, her plans were complicated by Joseph, an apparently frail man who was actually skilled in martial arts. And he seemed to fall for her deeply, now this newfound knowledge only added to the complications of Lucille's revenge plan...
Sharon was a common college student who dreamed of being a journalist. Two years ago, her father had a car accident, and the expensive medical expenses almost drove her insane. Stanley, an overbearing president, helped her get rid of the predicament. After that, she married him, and he was in charge of all her father's medical expenses. Every night, he often got drunk and called another woman's name when he was making out with his wife. Who was this woman? And why did he marry her? It seemed she didn't have the right to ask these questions even though she was his wife. She didn't know these answers until the woman her husband called every night showed in front of her...
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"
Six years ago, Lance Hardwicke, the most powerful member of the Hardwicke family, had an unexpected encounter with a young girl. As a result, Carley Chambers lost her innocence and was sent abroad by her evil stepmother. Six years later, Carley returned as a world-renowned doctor, accompanied by her two adorable children. Fate brought Carley and Lance together once more. When Lance visited the hospital, he was mistaken for a street thug by Carley. Despite this, Carly took him in as he was the father of her children. However, he had to abandon his gangster lifestyle and find legitimate work. As the head of the Hardwick family, Lance struggled to accept such a drastic change. ... Lance: I will not accept this arrangement! Karly: Well, don't come home today. Lance: I'm sorry, Honey. Their two babies clapped their hands and laughed, "You deserve it! Never mess with mom!"
Last night, I spent an erotic night with a stranger in a bar. I'm not a random woman. I did this because I was too sad yesterday. The boyfriend who had been in love with me for three years dumped me and flash-married a rich girl. Although I act as if nothing happened in front of my friends, I'm really sad. To ease my mood, I went to the bar alone and got drunk. Accidentally, I ran into him. He is beyond attractive and incredibly sexy. As desire controlled my mind, I had one-night stand with him. When I decided to forget everything and move on, I found my one-night stand turn to be my new boss. A possessive guy.
Marrying her best friend was a dream come true for Kelly, but everything truly has a limitation. Pierce is Kelly’s first love, but as his best friend, she knew well there was always another woman deep in his heart. Lexi Gilbert. The woman Pierce could never forget even if he had already been arranged to marry Kelly. *** Kelly finally realized their happy marriage of the last three years was just a beautiful dream when Pierce asked for a divorce just because Lexi returned. She could only be his best friend even if she was carrying his baby. *** Since their friendship had become a cage, Kelly chose to set him free, as well as the miserable herself. But why then, it was Pierce who became the one who refused to move on? To make matters worse, her devil stepbrother also domineeringly stepped in at the same time, asking her to be his. *** Her Prince Charming vs. Her Devil Stepbrother? How could Kelly save her heart in this battle of love and hate?
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met her—the pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmates’ laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.
Sophia Drake braced herself for the worst when she was forced to move across the country in the middle of her junior year. Desperate to escape her shattered home as soon as she turns eighteen, her plans are disrupted by the enigmatic and captivating Ashford twins. Sophia can't fathom the intense attraction she feels for the twins and tries to avoid them at every turn. As she's thrust into an unfamiliar world, her past demons resurface, making her question her true identity. Will Sophia flee from her past's secrets, or will she embrace her destiny and take control of her future?
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust.
Book 1 Amethyst prayed for her childhood best friend to be her mate. Everyone stares, they tease, they bully her for being an orphan but Mason was different. He protected her, he defended her. The Alpha's son loved her since they were pups. But you can't be kids forever. Everything turned sour when Mason began training to take over the Stone Heart Pack. He turned on her just like everyone else, Mason made her the target of his ruthless antics and when they turned of age - it got worse. Mason doesn't want an orphan for a mate. She has no power, no status and he wants someone with wealth to carry the Luna title. Amethyst isn't it. Everything crashes down, the humiliation and rejection too much to bare, turning Rogue was her only option. She couldn't submit any longer to the torture and living in the woods for a couple years before death seemed less painful. Until a man arrives. Claiming that Amethyst isn't an orphan. That she belongs to one of the five founding families. Amethyst thought that rejection was where her life ended. Wait till she finds out that it's only the beginning and neither her heart or life are safe. ******** Book 2 Maverick's past is a secret for a reason, there are rumors spread that he made deals with ancient witches to get the power every member longs for. But it's just a rumor....or is it? There is a reason why his mind and heart are always at war because if he claims Sage as his, hell would rip her from this earth. The best option is to stay away from her, to not have contact with her. What can he do when she shows up at his territory? Desperate to escape her grief. The problem is, Maverick made promises and with Sage in the picture - he can't keep them. There is a reason why Maverick is the Forbidden Alpha.. and Sage is about to find out what being a Fated Mate truly means. ******* Book 3 Jasmine Ravenstone gave up everything for a man who couldn't speak. Renouncing her Alpha title and fleeing with Kyson Zero, she has no idea of the past he carries or the Fated Mate curse she will endure. Being born from the first witch in existence, Kyson and Kier had to go through lifetimes to kill their father and never succeeded in their destiny. Now, the seal has been broken and they are down to their last life. If they don't kill their father then the supernatural world will cease to exist. Kyson didn't realize the ramifications of his actions. Stealing a Fated comes with consequences, a sirebond that ties Jasmine to him. He didn't expect a curse that will cause damnation. ******* Book 4 Kier Zero returns to his life as Alpha, after ultimately killing his first tormentor. But that was only his first demon, there is a second one that haunts him. Marked by Olivia Aspen, he wants as much distance away from her as possible. Until she arrives, with a mysterious power that everyone seems to want and a debt to a deadly vampire. She has no one to consult, stranded and lost in a world without a pack or home. Olivia chooses to repay her debt, but that comes with strings attached when the charming vampire has more to offer than she ever could have imagined.
"The entire wealthy circle in Seattle knew how much Stella Carlson loved Aaron Malone. People watched the childhood sweethearts grow from inexperience to maturity, finally getting married in a grand wedding ceremony. On the day of the wedding, despite the alliance between the Carlson and Malone families, the groom ran away. Stella knew that Aaron had rushed to L.A. to take care of his ex-girlfriend, who had attempted suicide. Unwilling to become the laughingstock of all Seattle, she gritted her teeth and dialed the number of her adversary, her tone almost commanding, "Ethan, come and marry me now. This is your only chance for revenge." On the other end, Ethan Powers raised an eyebrow as he gripped his phone, staring at the floor littered with cigarette butts. "Did the groom run away?" he asked. "My darling."