"I'm not the jealous type. But what's mine is mine. I could kill for what's mine. No one has the right to kiss you, touch you, or care for you. That's what I was born to do." His words echoed in the depths of her soul. "I'm leaving, and you can't stop me!" She tried to put up a fight, but it was all futile against his dominating form. "The only way you can leave me is through death. And even after you die, even the devil will make sure you serve me in hell because I am his master," A sinister smile spread across his face. That was the moment she knew she was doomed. *** Lance and Viella have been married for four years without conception. Enduring the persistent nagging from Lance's mother was becoming hell on earth for Viella, and the only way she could leave a happy life was to get pregnant by any means possible to produce an heir for the Rollins family. The perfect plan was set in motion, and Viella brought in a surrogate to bear a child for them while she pretended to be pregnant. This was the biggest secret they were to guard with their lives. But what happens when this secret not only spills but Viella loses her husband to the surrogate? What happens when Viella finally finds a man who is ready to burn the world for her, only to be haunted by the demons of her past? Let's find out in this toe-curling romance story of love, betrayal, and lust.
"How dare you lay your cursed hands on me?" The sting of Mrs. Lolita's words was accompanied by a resounding slap as her perfectly manicured hands descended on Viella's pale cheek.
Viella's fragile hand instinctively flew to the side of her face where it hurt. "Mum..." She called out in a weak voice, fighting the dam that threatened to break from her eyes.
"Don't you dare call me that! I can never be a mother to a barren witch like you!" Lolita's words kept piercing Viella's heart without an iota of mercy. "I have warned you to leave my son alone! How much do you want? Just name your price!"
Mrs. Lolita Rollins, a woman of prestige and influence who had achieved all that she ever wanted even before clocking 53, had everything she desired except a grandchild. And she wasn't willing to let it slide as Lance was her first son.
Viella, a naive 26-year-old, has been married to Lance for the past four years now without even as small as a miscarriage.
She had done everything possible to bear her husband a child, but it wasn't working. She had visited hospitals... The best around the world, but there was still no luck. Everyone kept telling her the same lies - she was fine and would conceive soon.
All lies.
Thankfully, a timely intervention showed up. Lance.
Lance appeared at the top of the stairs, his face set in a frown. His mother's words echoed in his ears, mingling with his own guilt and frustration. He could see the toll the pressure was taking on Viella, and his heart ached at the sight.
"Mum. What are you doing here?" Lance hurried down the stairs when he heard the commotion from his room.
Lance tried to hold back his own frustration. His mother's relentless demands had always been a burden, but now they seemed unbearable. He turned to Viella, seeing the tears she struggled to hide.
"I came here to see how my son has been coping with this barren lowlife," She said, regarding Viella with a disdainful gaze, "what is wrong with you, Lance? Do you want me to die without having a grandchild?" She said in her usual sophisticated accent.
"Mum, you already have grandchildren from Taylor. Why the pressure?" Lance's voice was tight, trying to keep his anger in check. He wrapped his arm around Viella, attempting to offer comfort.
"Your father is finally ready to retire. He is willing to adjust his will in your brother's favor if you do not give him an heir to the inheritance he has willed to you. I just thought you had to know," Lolita spat angrily, glaring at both of them.
"What?" Lance asked, pulling away from his wife. "He wouldn't do that." His Hazel eyes searched his mother's for any hint of lies or deceit.
He knew his mother. She could go to any length just to get what she wants. But this time, it didn't seem like a joke. She meant every word she had just said.
"Now we'll know what's more important to you. Your inheritance or the barren witch," With one final disdainful glare, Lolita stormed out of the house.
There was silence. Lance couldn't bring himself to look at his wife.
"Viella..." He called in a whisper, but she stopped him with a raise of her hand.
"Stop it, Lance. This is all your fault! I begged you, but you've remained adamant. Now what? You are willing to give up your inheritance?" She yelled at him, "How many more slaps and humiliation should I endure from your mother?"
"But Viella, what if people find out? It would be a slap on our faces. We can't be associated with such scandal, come on." He ran his fingers through his short, neatly trimmed hair in frustration.
Viella quickly closed the gap between them. It seemed she was gradually beginning to break her husband's adamant resolve on the matter. All she had to do was to push a little harder.
"No one would ever find out. I promise. I'll pretend to be pregnant all along. She will be kept in a secluded place, far away from prying eyes or potential danger. I have everything all planned out, Lance. Please." She cupped his face in her palms.
Lance looked into her eyes, seeing the desperation and love that drove her. His heart ached with the realization of how much this meant to her. He was torn, but her words struck a chord. The thought of losing her was unbearable.
"She is a humble girl from a small family who is desperately in need of money. She wouldn't dare go against us. I assure you. I love you, Lance. My inability to conceive shouldn't be the reason I'd lose you. I'll die if I ever lose you," Tears flowed down her cheeks.
Lance heaved a sigh. He loved his wife so much that he was also scared of losing her. The thought of losing her or getting another woman pregnant always scared him to death.
They had been through so much together already. They couldn't end things like this.
"Where did you say she is from? And how well do you know her?" Lance asked.
Viella heaved a heavy sigh. Finally, she had gotten him where she wanted.
"She is from a small town where Tara's mother always visits with alms. Noralie is one of the poor orphans who lives with her uncle and his family. She is also religious and of a good upbringing..." Viella went on and on about it.
"Fine. If it makes you happy..." Lance said with resignation. It was obvious he wasn't happy. But his wife had left him no choice.
"Thank you so much, baby. I love you." She wrapped her arms around him in a tight embrace. "I promise you'll never regret this. I swear to you!"
***
It's been four weeks since Lolita's visit to her son's house. They hadn't spoken after that. And God knows that if this wasn't his mother's 53rd birthday celebration, Lance would rather be home with his wife, all cuddled up and seeing a boring episode of one of those movies Viella loved watching.
But there he was, laughing and smiling at guests and friends with his wife beside him.
She was looking as gorgeous as ever, and Lance couldn't wait to get home and unleash the beast she had unknowingly stirred inside of him all night.
Viella was a goddess. He couldn't be thankful enough for getting such a beautiful woman to spend the rest of her awesome life with him. She was like a trophy. He always went everywhere with her and never stopped talking about her to friends and acquaintances.
"Yes, she is my wife," He responded to a lady who was obviously drooling over him as he wrapped a possessive arm around Viella's shoulders.
"Isn't she lucky?" The lady asked, taking a sip from her wine.
"On the contrary, I am the lucky one here," Lance said and offered a slight smile as he gazed at his wife with admiration.
Lance wished every day that he could see the man who had put Viella in this condition - her inability to bear a child. He wouldn't mind putting a bullet in his head.
He loved his wife so much, and the thought of all she had gone through in the past made him wish he was there to shield her from all the hurt she had gone through.
Viella could feel Lolita's gaze bore holes in the back of her head as they approached the table to get some food to eat. They were starving already.
As soon as they stepped toward the varieties of food lined up before them, Viella's hand flew to her mouth, covering both her nose and mouth, excusing herself from her husband's arm.
"Viella... What..." She was gone before he could ask what was wrong.
"What in the name of the heavens is wrong with her?" Lance heard his mother's voice from behind him amidst the mild music coming from the speakers.
"Uh... She has been feeling sick for some days now, Mum. She gets upset at the sight of food and... She gets easily irritated. It's getting frustrating," Lance said with a sigh, his gaze never leaving the door where his wife walked out.
"What? Are you... Are you serious?" Lolita asked in an almost excited tone, unable to hide her excitement, "And have you gone to see the doctor yet?"
"Not yet, mum. I've been busy with work... You know?" Lance said with a shrug.
"Don't be stupid, young man! Your wife is obviously pregnant! Can't you read the signs? Oh, my God! I am expecting a grandchild!" Lolita said excitedly, pulling her son in for a hug.
"Come on, mum. It might be nothing," Lance tried to protest, but she shut him up.
"What do you know about a woman's body? Hurry up and check on my daughter-in-law and future grandson! Go now!" She shushed him off excitedly, "Make sure you take her home to rest, and be sure to see the doctor first thing tomorrow morning," she added, wiping off tears of joy that flowed from her eyes.
Lance shook his head as he navigated his way through the crowd. He would never understand his mother. Such a dramatic woman. But not as dramatic as his wife. He thought with a grin spread across his face as he opened the bathroom door.
"Hey, babe. You deserve an Oscar for such a performance," Lance said, pulling Viella by her slender waist and planting soft kisses on her neck.
"Lance... Thank you, honey," She said, gently pushing him off of her.
"What is wrong?" His gaze narrowed in on her as he took in her disheveled appearance.
"I think I feel sick... This wasn't entirely an act. I truly felt..." She was still speaking when Lance's phone rang, interrupting them.
He pulled the phone out of his pocket, and the expressions on their faces spoke volumes when they saw the caller ID.
Noralie.
Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, poseesive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved-dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?
TRIGGER WARNING!!! This is rated 18+. Alpha Parthe is as dark as described. If you are not into dark romance, please, in the name of everything holy... ***Excerpt*** "My breath just made you quiver," He leaned closer so that I could almost taste his breath, "...Then imagine what my tongue would do." "I warned you not to play with fire if you are afraid of flames," He added, his voice hoarse with need. My plump lips parted in response, "I am not afraid to burn for what I love." I had just stirred something in him that had lay dormant all his life. "Then so be it... Princess." *** She was an angel craving chaos. He was a demon craving peace. She knew he was hell, yet she chose to burn with him. It takes a special kind of woman to handle his darkness and tame his demons. Alpha Parthe comes from a bloodline of cursed Alphas. They are endlessly consumed by the need to track and kill prey and offenders, constantly plagued by the scent of blood. The more they kill, the more they want to kill. It only gets worse on every full moon. What happens when there is no prey to kill? They become a threat to their loved ones. No one mated to an Alpha from the Wild Wolf pack ever lived more than two years. And every Alpha from that lineage dies at thirty-three due to the curse. Parthe, determined to let the curse end in his own lifetime, vowed never to have a mate nor bear a son. But every vow he ever made goes to shambles the moment he crosses paths with a girl he considers 'little and insignificant.' The fate of poor Luxuria of the Ash Mountain pack, who was set to marry the love of her life, Beta Kahel, takes a drastic turn when she finds out she was mated to this cursed Alpha, whom she dreaded with all her life. What happens when his curse gradually begins to seep into Luxuria, the one woman who was meant to be his remedy?
***Excerpt*** "I am not as sinful as you think I am. I am way worse," his lustful eyes drank in the sight of her, "I've had a taste of you, Natalie. Nobody else will do." Natalie was meant to be upset... Angry... Yell at him... Flee from him... But somehow, she was intrigued as to the sinful things he could possibly do to her. "So many sinful things I want to do to your innocent body and I don't want anyone else to touch you until I am done. That is if I'll ever be done..." He meant every bit of those words he had just uttered. *** Natalie, a very young, successful lady got married to the man she loved at a young age. A few weeks after her marriage, her husband, Ashton, began to act in a way that wasn't very funny to Natalie. Starved of good sex, attention, affection, and even conception, she fell right into the hands of her hot brother-in-law, Roan, who became obsessed with her. Natalie finds herself in an entangled web of forbidden romance with her brother-in-law, Roan. The more she tries to escape that web, the harder she falls into it. What happens when she finally stumbles upon a truth about Roan that would leave her completely shattered just when she had served her husband divorce papers? Let's find out in this Steamy, toe-curling, jaw-dropping romance story.
Warning! Mature Contents! ***Excerpt*** "I own you, Reyana. You are mine... Mine to torture... Mine to claim... Mine to punish... and nothing will ever save you from me. Not even death!" His words were heavy and true. He meant every word that came out of his mouth. *** Alpha Randall, the most ruthless Alpha of his time was a god among men, rich in power, strength, wealth, achievements... No one comes close. He was the envy of all. Wherever he went, he was sure to leave a trail of death and darkness and no one ever prayed to be mated to such a monster, but fate had a different plan for him. Beta Aldric and Reyana who were madly in love felt their worlds crumble when they found out Alpha Randall was Reyana's fated mate. Reyana's doom began when Alpha Randall who hated her with so much passion refused to claim her, neither was he willing to reject her, not only because he had a mistress, Visha, whom he loved so much... He had other reasons. Torn between two women, Alpha Randall never knew that one of these women was meant to be his downfall, while the other was meant to be his blessings. How would he find out? Let's find out in this heart-racing piece filled with suspense, Steamy romance, and betrayal.
Warning! Mature Content! *Excerpt* "Does it make you nervous when I stare?" His voice was laced with sinful passion. "Will you hate me if I do this?" His dark gaze took in her entire frame. "I am obsessed with you, Delaney." *** Delaney, a beautiful woman, only wished for one thing - A peaceful life, and perhaps, a little touch of financial independence. But throughout her childhood, life gave her a contrast to her wish. She grew up knowing nothing but hatred from her family, and eventually, from her fiancé too. For three years, Delaney paid for a sin she never intentionally committed - losing her virginity to a stranger. This innocent mistake chattered her life and her relationship with Blaine. He detested her so much. But one question is: Why hasn't he called off their engagement? Gradually, Blaine was becoming the man she hoped he'd be. She'd secured a job at a prominent company too... She was already inching closer to her dreams when suddenly, he resurfaced - The stranger who had almost ruined her life three years ago. This stranger who was perfectly built for sin turns out to be Blaine's boss, the most dreaded Adonis Langston. And this time, he wanted more than just a one-night stand... Poor Delaney's life was set into panic once again. Little did she know that she had also cast her spell on her soon-to-be boss, who turns out to be Adonis's childhood best friend! Oops! Financial Independence, power, and fame at its peak... All hell is about to let loose as these three men are never known for surrendering. She had all she needed to exert revenge on those who'd hurt her, depending on the decision she makes. But in all of these, she is about to face the biggest betrayal of her life.
Blurb Warning! Mature Content! **Excerpt** "Does it make you nervous when I stare?" His voice was laced with sinful passion. "Are you going to hate me if I do this?" His dark gaze took in her entire frame. "I am obsessed with you, Delaney." *** In the world of power, wealth, and desire, Adonis Langston stands at the pinnacle. A multibillionaire with an iron grip on one of America's largest corporations, he commands respect and envy from all who know him. Yet, there's one thing he lacks: love. One fateful night, he encounters a mysterious young woman who ignites a passion he never knew existed. But as quickly as she entered his life, she vanished, leaving him with nothing but a memory of the forbidden sin they had indulged in. Three years later, destiny weaves its intricate threads once again and brings them face-to-face. Delaney, engaged to Adonis's employee, Blaine, becomes entangled in a dangerous game of a man whose desires know no bounds. Faced with a choice between loyalty and survival, she surrenders to Adonis's proposition—an illicit weekend in exchange for Blaine's freedom. Little does she know the dark depths of deceit and temptation that lie ahead. As their passion ignites, Delaney realizes that she has stepped into a web of deceit and desire far more treacherous than she ever imagined. As their forbidden affair unfolds, secrets are revealed, alliances are tested, power collides with vulnerability, love battles against the darkness, and the price of passion may be higher than they ever imagined. Will Adonis finally find the love he has always craved, or will the darkness lurking beneath their entangled desires consume them both?
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
When he woke up early in the morning, the woman he had a crush on lay beside him, but she was afraid. "President Miller, rest assured, I will not entangle you. I'll pretend nothing happened last night!" He narrowed his eyes dangerously. "So, aren't you going to be responsible for me?" Emma Wood was shocked, "What ?!" Did she hear it right? After the night, she bore a baby and had to marry him. She asked, "It's all your benefit, what can I get?" The man looked at her and slowly said, "As long as you want, as long as I have."
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"