THE BEGINNING Karen Dutchman is a young and brilliant lawyer who has never lost a case, but ever since she won her last case against an older drug lord, the city has seen a spike in deaths, and she has received numerous death threats. When Karen woke up half-naked in a pool of her adopted parents' blood, she knew she had to run-her nightmares were closing in on her. She'd been having strange dreams, with no understanding of their meaning, and every time she dreamed, another life was lost in the city. Unknown to her, she was being stalked by a rogue alpha who wanted nothing more than to have her beneath him, entwined with his body. As she ran for her life, she was abducted by unknown men, soon discovering they were not human but something far more dangerous. ......... Alpha Timmy Jakes wanted nothing more than to have the beautiful lawyer in his bed and his arms, but after investigating her, he discovered she wasn't who she claimed to be. She was much more, and it made him want her even more...
Karen's Point of View
It had been a hectic day for me, and seeing that I had to keep going until the day ended was overwhelming. I glanced at the time-4:20 p.m.
"No one is knocking on my door, so it seems like I have the rest of the weekend to myself," I thought.
I hadn't finished the thought when I heard a loud knock on my office door. "Oh no!" I muttered to myself, hoping no one would notice I was still in the office. I should have known better and quickly stood up.
My secretary strode in, looking at me. "Miss Karen, you have a court appearance in an hour."
"I thought I had cleared my schedule for today. What's this case about again?" I asked, taking the file from her.
"It's a case about a lady claiming she was attacked by a werewolf. Her car got damaged, and her insurance company doesn't want to fulfill their part of the agreement."
Little did I know I was in for a long discussion. I was about to respond when my friend Yolanda walked in. We both worked at the same firm.
"Hello, Karen! Please don't tell me your weekend hasn't started yet?"
I rolled my eyes at her. "You could say that. This case just came in!" Yolanda looked at me closely and then reached for the file.
"What's this? A werewolf attack? Unbelievable. But this is an easy case. Let me handle it for you!"
But my secretary cleared her throat, and Yolanda shot her a death glare. I knew refusing Yolanda's offer would insult her, but I didn't want to risk a woman not receiving her car insurance.
After a few moments of deep thought, I handed over the case to her, but my secretary was to supervise it. Yolanda quickly accepted.
When I left for the weekend, I went straight to the parking lot. In no time, I was on my way home, but my phone rang.
I lost focus for a few seconds as I reached to answer the call. When I looked up, I saw a wolf-like figure standing far ahead, but I quickly glanced at my caller ID and then back at the road.
The figure was gone. "What just happened?" I asked myself as I continued driving.
"Hello!" I said into the phone, only to hear my mother's voice. "Oh, my darling, how are you doing?"
"I'm fine, Mom," I replied, making sure to keep my eyes on the road.
"I just called to let you know that we won't be coming home this weekend, but we'll be back before you leave for work on Monday morning."
"Really, Mom? That wasn't what we planned."
"I know, sweetie, and I'm sorry. We promise to make it up to you, okay?"
I didn't bother responding as I pulled into my driveway and ended the call.
Getting home, I was greeted by the security guard, and my nanny was waiting for me at the door. Seeing her reminded me of my childhood-she was like the mother I needed back then.
"Hello, my darling. It's so nice to have you home this weekend!"
She waited patiently for me to park my car and walk over to her. I hugged her gently so I wouldn't crush her.
"Hi, Nanny. It's so nice to see you again."
I walked into the house, and the familiar scent reminded me of home. "Nanny, you don't have to stay with me this weekend. You should go home and rest. I'll be fine!"
"Oh no, it's my job to stay with you and make sure you have the best stay!"
"Not really, but I'd love to have the whole house to myself this weekend. My parents aren't coming, and I'll be fine!"
Seeing that I insisted, she finally left me alone in my room. I took out the bag I had been holding and started unpacking.
Among the items, I found the threatening letters I'd been receiving for a long time. This wasn't the first, and I knew it wouldn't be the last, but I still didn't care.
My goal was to bring justice, and I didn't need friends who were unlawful. My drama was finally becoming a reality.
At that moment, my stomach rumbled, reminding me that I needed to eat. I put everything down and made my way to the kitchen.
"Hello, Miss Karen. It's so nice to have you around!" the chef greeted me.
I smiled at her. "You can leave as soon as you're done. I'll manage on my own."
"Yes, Miss Karen!" she replied, smiling as she walked away. I loved the peace of the house and didn't want to deal with anyone's noise.
This was a large space I really couldn't tell if there was something my parent were actually looking towards having more than one child
I turned off my phone to avoid calls from the office and served myself some food. The house was far too big for a family of three, but luxury was something my parents loved.
As I ate, savoring every bite, the security guard entered.
"Oh, I forgot I couldn't send him home, even if I wanted to," I thought.
"Hello, Miss Karen, this letter came for you a few minutes ago," he said.
I frowned. "Really? How did someone know I was here so quickly?"
I collected the letter from him, and he went back to his post. I planned to open it after my meal but decided not to ruin the moment.
Once I finished eating, I opened the letter.
Dreading the moment as the sound of the envelope made such a loud noise, I wasn't
Bothered since I have received countless letters, including threat letters, so my mind was prepared for what was to come.
"Hello, Karen. You seem to have many lives, but guess what? We have a present for you."
Below the message was bloody different from the ones I had received before. My heart .
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
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."
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?