When my mother passed away, everything began. When that happened, I was 8 years old. My father started drinking because he was unable to cope with the loss. I didn't know what was going on at the moment since I was so bewildered. My parents both passed away in that year. He didn't start hitting me until I was nine years old. It began with a few slaps here and there but developed gradually. I believed I had erred in some way. Everything got worse as the years passed. I simply want to get away, but no matter what I do, he always finds me. I'm in a bind. Nothing can save you. I truly feel lost.
Serena's point of view.
It all began when my mother passed away. My age was 8 at the time. My father started drinking because he couldn't bear the loss. I couldn't understand what was going on since I was so bewildered. That year, I lost both of my parents. I wasn't hit by him till I was nine years old. A few slaps here and there were the beginning, but it quickly gained momentum. I believed I had acted improperly. Everything deteriorated over the years. I've tried to run away, but every time I do, he finds me. I'm confined. There is no way out. I really am lost.
The sound of my alarm roused me up. I turned it off as quickly as I could. I hastily sprang up and slipped on my extra-large navy sweater. I'm very certain that this was formerly my dad's. I put on some runners and a pair of leggings. Since it was the quickest thing I could cook, I made him porridge for breakfast today. I'm hoping I can leave the house before he gets up. I don't want my day to begin with another beating. I simply need a break. It wasn't to be.
He said, "Where's my beer, you sl*t?" He approached me with a little bit of a stumble.
Only three cans remained when I immediately dashed to the kitchen. I had a serious problem. Typically, he requested a bottle of vodka and at least ten cans. Only roughly three-thirds of the vodka has been consumed. Where could I turn? I went back to the living room with the beer cans and his breakfast.
He said, "Where's the rest?"
Naturally, I flinched. He didn't like it when I made eye contact, so I lowered my head and avoided it. Maybe I could find a way to escape the beating. I held my breath as I said, "We're low; I'll get some on the way back from school."
That's not good enough, you wh*re, he growled. You useless b*tch, why even do I keep you around?
While he was speaking, he removed his belt and swung it directly in my direction. I couldn't avoid it because doing so would simply make matters worse. It struck me directly in the face. He yelled at me to go and to wait until I brought him alcohol before I returned. I left the house as quickly as I could after not needing to be reminded twice. His bad laugh could be heard as I was walking away.
Since my mother passed away, my friends have gradually drifted away, making school not much better than home. Who could blame them, after all? Everyone appeared to believe I was useless. They once questioned my well-being. People do not genuinely ask whether you are okay when they do so. You simply have to do it because society expects you to. I used to enjoy going to school because it was my getaway. But after I started high school, everything started to significantly shift. Finally, I was bullied and had lost all of my friends. The abuse continued unabated. I rapidly lost my social standing. When they weren't verbally attacking me, my lack of friends left me alone and unnoticed. I feel like such a waste of space. I have no place. Due to the beatings, I've fallen behind in some of my classes. Either I miss class or I am unable to perform any work physically.
I quickly arrived at the school, or hell, as I prefer to refer to it. Art was the one course I genuinely enjoyed. The only instructor who seemed to like me was Ms. Jones. I could also communicate. When I was painting or creating Lino, I always felt at ease.
To get my books, I approached my locker. To hide the flaming red bruise that was developing on my face from the belt, I kept my hood up and my face hidden. Not that they'd give a damn. I made an effort to blend in to avoid their jeers. I mean, it generally works.
In order to avoid people and grab a seat in the rear, I hastened to my first class. In any case, I didn't want the attention. Although I look pretty reclusive, I suppose that's just who I am right now.
Jay's point of view
The grating sound of my alarm roused me up. Inane invention. To stop the annoying ringing, I picked it up and threw it across the room. I was experiencing a fantastic dream where I discovered my love. I look forward to meeting my future Luna. The alpha female of my flock was necessary. In an effort to track her down, I was enrolling at a new school. I've been to every pack in the nation, but to no avail. I'm still holding out hope, though. From the pack home, the school was roughly an hour away. She might not be a wolf after all, I guess. Unless she is a rebel, I hope she's not a rogue, please.
I walked right to the main office when I arrived at the school to collect my schedule. I observed that a lot of women were focusing on me, but I wasn't paying attention. Unlike what most people believe, alphas are not players. We are aware that if we sleep with someone else, it will hurt our partner. Even as young puppies, one of our strongest instincts is to constantly defend our spouse. I merely desired my mate. Girls who flaunt their possessions while donning modest attire do not appeal to me. Leave some unidentified people.
I started with math. goddess I detested that course. both letters and numerals. Why did letters have to be added? Numbers are what math is meant to be.
I was welcomed inside by the most incredible, mouth-watering aroma. In an effort to locate the source, I searched the space. Describe it. Can she be the one?
I noticed a female in the back who had her head down and was obscured from my view by a hood. My wolf companion was howling. I only wanted her to raise her head. Eventually, I located her. My buddy. I'm eager to see her. The happiest day ever has arrived.
I was instructed by the instructor to sit up front. I wish it had been alongside her because I was curious about her name. I'm curious about every detail about her. I'm eager to discover just how extraordinary she is. When the lesson finally concluded, it was agonizingly slow, and when I tried to find her, she had left. I will grant her that my tiny friend is swift.
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
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. What’s 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 couldn’t 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 doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s 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?
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.
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
For the whole 17 years of her existence, Alana did not know the word freedom and happiness having been confined in the basement of her family's house accused of killing her own mother. She's beaten, cursed at, and barely survived from crumbs of food thrown at her. She thought this is her final destiny and has accepted the bitter fate of her life not until the night of her 18th birthday, a mysterious alpha appeared at her door telling her that she is the long-lost daughter of the alpha king and claiming her as his mate he's been looking for several years now.