Brought up by her grandmother, Kiara is just your average girl, a Nerdy Chef. She was urged to attend a billionaire's party by her best friend Mila. Kiara didn't realize what is going to happen at the party. But she won't ever be that average girl again. She met a man who called her "mate" The man happened to be Mateo , the famous Arrogant and ruthless Mafia billionaire Alpha. ** The blood moon pack was lead by Alpha Asher and luna Aria. It was a tradition that a day before the moonlight festival ritual , the Alpha and his wife will go to a forest near the human world to get a precious stone. Which will be used for the moonlight festival ritual. However, on one of those days They went to get the precious stone but never returned. The pack hunters reported that the alpha and his luna was attacked and captured by humans. For mateo to get his wolf, he must find his parents and his mate. And bring them back to the pack. Already, the pack witch told him that his mate is a human. Mateo set out in a journey to the human town. There he met Jack who introduced him to a powerful Mafia group. He needed power, connections and money in order to find his parents. Therefore he joined a famous mafia group the scorpion souls to survive and not after long became their leader.
KIARA'S POV
Are you sure about this Mila?" I look at my friend and then at my wristwatch. It is already past 10 pm. I look back once again, wanting to go back home.
The closer we get to the biviclub, the more goosebumps I get. I wasn't only nervous but anxious.
At first, I never wanted to go to the biviclub, for the billionaire's party. Mila had insisted. Now I feel so tensed the closer I get to the club building. Everything about the party is weird, the fact that all girls have to wear masks. Dress in black sleeveless short gowns. Wear silver hills. Get a ticket. Once in, you can't leave until it's 4 am. All this drew a suspicious image in my head.
"We are here already" Mila responded. She seems a bit annoyed. She thinks that she did me a huge favor by getting me a ticket. A ticket that would have cost me a fortune if I bought it with my money. But it wasn't. If not that I needed money desperately for my grandma's surgery, I won't have allowed her to brainwash me with the excuse that I would find help from a rich billionaire. My grandma suddenly slumped one early morning. And now the doctor is requesting a large sum of money. How could I gather that much? I was only a chef and the more annoying fact is that I am the only family she had now.
Once we got to the entrance, the security man requested our ticket. I dig my hand into my little purse and bring out what looks like an invitation card. It was the ticket. I extend the ticket to the man. He returned it after looking closely at me and then at the screen of his laptop. He did the same to Mila.
"Why did he look at me like that"
" He will check every face that enters here. To confirm the one-million ticket is not stolen."
" And how was my face recorded there, if I'm not mistaken, you said you got the tickets for a kiss?"
" I sent him your photograph. Yes! For a kiss, everyone has their own talent" she winked at me.
"Hmm... I have a bad feeling"
"About what? ...this? Look, Kiara, it's your first time at a party, I also felt the same way at James' party, but look who is here, alive and dripping in cash" Mila thinks that nonsense will calm me. I pretend not to be disgusted by it. She kept on Chirping. I ignore her and look around the vicinity, everywhere is quiet and dark. I can feel a knot in my stomach for the second time. The only important thing I catch from what she is saying is "he said he'd be present here, once I meet him, you are on your own. Make sure to enjoy the night. Find yourself a man! You may...
"That's enough" I get angry and interrupt her. She is fond of turning everything into a plus. I hate it when she does that. Ignoring the negative possible outcome.
She hisses and grabs my hand and pulls me forward. I sheepishly followed. We go through the hallway and finally, enter a large room filled with loud music. I cover my face with my mask and walk nervously to a corner.
The large sophisticated room was lit up with disco lights. The mask hides everyone's identity but the disco light made it look as if one girl appeared many times due to similar outfits.
The feeling of anxiety never left me. The knot I felt in my stomach was getting tight. If only I knew what was awaiting me, I would quickly turn back and go back home without giving a damn. But unfortunately, I didn't.
I walk further into the building. embarrassed by the continuous stare from men. I feel I am naked before their eyes. I try drawing my gown down a little bit, but that exposed my bobs the more.
"It's not like they will eat you," Mila says. She noticed how shaky I have become. The time isn't going fast, still 10:30 pm. I can't believe I will stay here until it's 4 am. I gave her a fake smile and grab a glass from the waiter/waitress. Their identities are hidden as well. They had their face covered with masks. All are dressed in plain black trousers, white collar shirts, sleeveless black jackets, and hand gloves.
I notice that unlike me, everyone present has a great desire. I seem to be the only one forced to attend one. I roll my eyes at the masked faces. Everyone is paired. Gays, lesbians, and straight ones.
My mind went blank as I stare at the crowd, noting every detail. Suddenly, eyes caught an interesting couple. She was acting shy and innocent. Looking at her, you will notice she's faking. He tried to kiss her but she turn her face away. He gets up and grabs her hand as she gave him a signal. I watched as he pinned her to do wall and... I couldn't stare anymore.
I shifted my gaze to my side and surprisingly, Mila was gone. I search the whole room for her with my eyes and finally see someone that wore the design of the gown she wore earlier. With her covered face, it was impossible to know if she was really the one. She is sitting with a guy. He must be the guy that she came here for. His face was covered with a mask too, whether he is handsome or not I can't tell.
I took a deep sip of the deep red wine and exhale. I assured myself the hundredth time that I only came here because Mila wanted me to and not to engage in any sexual escapades.
"Why am I here, I murmur, as if someone is eavesdropping. I gulped down the last few contents of my glass and with my nervous hands, I grab another once a waiter came around.
Many eyes were still staring at me. Even those with their partner. " I don't like the way they look at me," I say a bit loudly.
" How do they look ' at a sexy and beautiful girl," I noticed an unfamiliar feminine voice beside me. I turned to my side and saw a slim figure. I move away from her seductive moves.
She must be a lesbian. Just like in the movies, where the lesbians go around looking for their hordes to fuck. she stared seductively at me. "I am not into girls. I said with a cool smile. I loved the content in my glass, it helps relax a bit. I continue to study the guests, ignoring the girl beside me.
She picks a glass from a waiter passing and spatters the contents on me...
I shut my eyes and with my hands blocked the content from touching my face. I stayed in that manner for minutes but I didn't feel my body wet. Was I hallucinating? How could the liquid I saw leaving the glass not on me yet?
I opened my eyes to find out myself, someone had blocked the wine from splashing on me. His face isn't t clear due to his mask but his stature was great.
"Don't be harsh bitch! " he uttered the last word raucously stretching the letter. The girl snarled and left.
"It's alright," said the man, with a charming smile. I bet his face would look good too. He does not prompt me with conflicting feelings. I felt as comfortable as I would feel beside Mila. I can see how balanced he is at the moment.
"Thank y... " I am still saying but he turns around and leaves without another word. I don't understand what I did wrong. Maybe my gestures drive him away, I remember reading novels about a party where every gesture has its meaning. Whether you should accept someone or reject him are all with gestures. Words have no power there. I only dressed my hair that was almost covering my eyes. Should I chase after him to help him clean up the mess? ... No! , something else might happen. If this truly is the kind of party where words are powerless, he might misunderstand and think that I am interested in him
I look around, confused. I wanted to find my friend to clear up my confusion but she was nowhere to be found. All the people around me were in pairs. I was the only one alone. I felt a bit isolated.
I take another glass of wine. This will be the last, I promised myself. I wouldn't like to get drunk in this kind of atmosphere. I sip the content slowly. The feeling of wanting to be with someone disappeared.
I really wish I could be on my cozy bed right now, covering my whole body with my blanket. That feeling is all I want right now. This will be the last time I will ever let myself be persuaded and brought to a place I didn't want to be. Not by anyone, not even Mila
The atmosphere is getting tenser for me. Thanks to the glass of heaven wine in my hand. It gives me an elated feeling. I picked an interesting couple and focused on them. It's lovely watching the two love birds. Hmmm, having a boyfriend might be interesting. I never tried again since after my liaison with Micheal. He promised to stand by me but where is he now? We broke up after I denied him sex. He claimed he would never date a woman that is not sex-driven. That was when I concluded that men are really only after your pants, nothing more. It's been 3 years now.
My grandma do tell me fairytales, stories I never knew were my past life. I am a hostage in there.. yes I am almost sure about it, but the fact that I am not treated like the other servants... Left me with the curiosity "why?".. I am only allowed not to step my feet out of the castle. It was only enough for me, I never wanted more not untill I start to recover my childhood memories. Then I realize Grandma has being trying to send a message to me all this while... My mysterious power were caged with my childhood memory and as I recover my memories bit by bit, I start to get more magical powers. I don't know what I am but I have a feeling that I will be the death of Lycans, the only one who could get rid of them. I am destined to bring the werewolves together again, to get revenge for all my kinds that gas being killed by the Lycans and vampires. However, I do wonder, If the moon goddess knows of this, why make me fall in love with the Lycan king? It couldn't be more frustrating to fall in love with the man you vowed to kill...
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."
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."
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
On their wedding night, Rogelio wrapped his fingers around Marian's neck and spat at her, "Congratulations! From now on, you live in hell!" The reason for his wrath was that he believed she was responsible for the death of his elder brother. So, he married her but refused to touch her, determined to make her suffer for the rest of her pitiful life! However, due to an unforeseen accident, Marian was forced to sleep with Rogelio in order to save him, and she ended up getting pregnant. Concealing her pregnancy, Marian lived cautiously under Rogelio's watchful eyes. He hated her and relentlessly humiliated her, yet he would never allow anyone else to lay a finger on her— "Mr. Bailey, your wife got into a fight with someone!" Rogelio secretly took action, eliminating that person completely. "Sir, your wife claimed that all of your family's wealth belongs to her!" Rogelio quietly transferred all the shares to her. Unaware of all this, Marian only wanted to escape, but Rogelio pulled her into his warm embrace, whispering, "Mrs. Bailey, where do you intend to go with our unborn child?"
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."