In a world divided by class and privilege, two girls from starkly different backgrounds are intertwined by ambition and circumstance. Zazriel, a kind-hearted orphan with dreams of a better life, discovers a wounded knight named Troi, whose true identity as Commander Drake remains a secret. As Zazriel cares for him, she is drawn into a world of nobility and sacrifice, yearning to help her orphanage while finding her own path.Meanwhile, Elza, once an orphan like Zazriel, has transformed into Lady Elza Bloise after being adopted by a wealthy count and countess. With her sights set on becoming the center of high society, Elza navigates the treacherous waters of noble life, mastering etiquette and forging alliances while concealing her ruthless ambition. As their journeys unfold, Zazriel and Elza's paths may converge in unexpected ways, testing their strength, morals, and the true meaning of friendship, love and power in a world where nothing is as it seems. Will they uplift each other or become rivals in a quest for identity, love and success?
In the dim light of dawn, the small village of Ellsmere lay silent, cloaked in fog. Outside the gates of St. Haven's Orphanage, a bundle rested against the iron bars. Sister Miriam, shuffling through her morning rounds, stopped dead in her tracks when she spotted it.
"A baby..." she whispered to herself, bending down. Carefully, she lifted the bundle and unwrapped a bit of the soft cloth. There, nestled within, was a tiny girl with the biggest, brightest eyes she had ever seen. But her gaze wasn't one of fear. It was as if she knew this was where she was meant to be.
"What a precious little thing," came the soft voice of Sister Anne, who had come to see what the commotion was about.
"I wonder who left her here," Sister Miriam murmured. "No note, no name. Just... her." She cradled the baby close, and the little one stirred, one hand reaching up as if grasping for something in a dream.
"We must call her something. We can't just have her grow up as 'the foundling'," Sister Anne mused thoughtfully, her brow creasing.
Sister Miriam's eyes drifted to the delicate purple flower tucked into the baby's blanket-small and unassuming, yet vibrant and full of life.
"Do you remember this flower?" she asked, brushing her fingertips over the bloom's petals. "An old soul, like an echo from another time... I think it's called a Zazriel. A forgotten bloom, like her."
"Zazriel." Sister Anne tried the name on her tongue, and the two women shared a glance. It was as if the name itself had been waiting to be spoken. The baby seemed to sense it, her little fingers curling and her eyelids fluttering.
"Then she shall be Zazriel," Sister Miriam said, smiling. "A rare, precious bloom. Even if the world has forgotten her, she is here now. And we'll remember."
And with that, Zazriel was welcomed into her new world, though neither Sister Miriam nor Sister Anne could have known the path that lay before her.
When Corynn mustered up the courage to tell Elliot about her pregnancy, she unexpectedly found him gallantly helping another woman from his car. Her heart sank as three years of effort to secure his love crumbled before her eyes, compelling her to leave him behind. Three years later, life had taken Corynn down a new path with someone else, while Elliot was left grappling with regret. Seizing a moment of vulnerability, he pleaded, "Corynn, let's get married." Shaking her head with a faint smile, Corynn gently replied, "Sorry, I'm already engaged."
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!
Warning! Mature Contents! ***Excerpt*** "You belong to me, Sheila. I alone am capable of making you feel this way. Your moans and body belong to me. Your soul and your body are all mine!" *** Alpha Killian Reid, the most dreaded Alpha in all of the North, wealthy, powerful and widely feared in the supernatural world, was the envy of all other packs. He was thought to have it all... power, fame, wealth and favour from the moon goddess, little was it known to his rivals that he has been under a curse, which has been kept a secret for so many years, and only the one with the gift of the moon goddess can lift the curse. Sheila, the daughter of Alpha Lucius who was an arch enemy to Killian, had grown up with so much hatred, detest and maltreatment from her father. She was the fated mate to Alpha Killian. He refused to reject her, yet he loathed her and treated her poorly, because he was in love with another woman, Thea. But one of these two women was the cure to his curse, while the other was an enemy within. How would he find out? Let's find out in this heart racing piece, filled with suspense, steamy romance and betrayal.
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.