Rena, forced to flee to escape a marriage to a man as old as her father, made a spontaneous decision to marry Kellan, a stranger whose skills in homemaking were only matched by his financial acumen and his gentle demeanor. As their marriage unfolded, it took on a comforting predictability, with Kellan consistently showing himself to be reliable in every emergency. This sense of security crumbled when Rena uncovered Kellan's true identity and the hidden motives behind their union. Enraged, she initiated a divorce and disappeared. Yet, it was not long before Kellan found her once again...
"Pack up your mother's things and leave this house for good!" Alexander Barnett snapped at his daughter, Rena Barnett.
At the mansion's grand entrance, a pile of crumpled clothes lay scattered, most beyond repair.
Rena's eyes were filled with tears as she stared at her mother's photograph on the ground.
She had flown back immediately upon receiving the heart-wrenching news of her death.
As she knelt to retrieve the photo, her half-sister Milly Barnett cruelly stepped on her hand, pressing down hard. Rena's teeth gritted in pain.
In a surge of emotion, she snatched the frame from the ground and slammed it against Milly's shin.
Milly let out a sharp cry, recoiling into the arms of someone who caught her just in time to prevent her fall. Her shin swelled instantly as she cried out, "Dad, Jasper..."
"Rena, have you gone mad? How could you hurt Milly?" Jasper Singh, dressed impeccably and looking like royalty, intervened. He was Rena's ex fiancé, and they had known each other since childhood.
Rena turned to him with disdain. They had been in a serious relationship and promised each other a future together.
However, just days before, she had stumbled upon Jasper and Milly, indiscreet and exposed in bed.
Jasper had admitted he couldn't help himself with Milly, calling her irresistibly sweet.
Heartbroken, Rena had broken up with him and had left to find peace.
Soon after, the devastating news of her mother's death reached her.
Alexander insisted her mother had been overly indulgent with her first love and had met her death during their intimate moments.
Rena refused to believe such disgrace about her mother.
Besides, it was well-known that her father had been unhappy in his marriage, pressing for a divorce to openly be with Milly's mother.
He didn't hesitate to kick Rena out of the house after her mother's death.
Something was definitely amiss.
Rena sneered as she eyed the contemptible pair and then her father, who appeared utterly disinterested.
She swore to herself that once she unearthed the truth, retribution would be theirs.
Clutching her mother's urn, Rena gathered the last of her belongings and left, her heart heavy with sorrow.
She drove to the only sanctuary left to her-the quaint house her grandmother had bequeathed.
Night had fallen.
Balancing her belongings, Rena stepped out of her car and was about to ascend the steps when she felt a presence behind her.
Whirling around, she recoiled at the sight of a grimy old man seizing her. His stench was nauseating.
With his teeth bared in a grotesque smile, he reeked of decay. "Gorgeous, you're stunning! Mr. Singh wasn't lying. You truly are a treasure!"
As he leaned in closer, sniffing her, he murmured, "You smell delightful. It won't be long before you're enjoying this too!"
"Release me! Help! Is there anyone who can hear me?" Rena thrashed against him, her efforts in vain as she was shoved to the ground.
Her screams echoed futilely across the deserted landscape-was this how her story would end?
As the man tore at her clothing, her resistance only intensified, her tears glittering in the moonlight, adding to her ethereal appearance. "No... Please, no..."
She felt utterly powerless. Despair overwhelmed her, and she shut her eyes.
Suddenly, the assault ceased. The man's weight lifted off her as he fell to the ground, a pool of blood spreading from his head.
Opening her eyes, Rena saw a tall, forbidding figure standing over her, gun in hand.
His intense gaze and rugged features were imposing, his presence almost spectral in the moonlight.
Upon closer inspection, she saw blood splattered on his clothing and his hands, his haunted eyes piercing beneath slightly curled hair.
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
A sudden twist of fate connected Helena to a prominent and influential person. To onlookers, she appeared as a naive bimbo. In truth, she was a top-tier specialist, shrouded in layers of hidden identities. Charlie declared, “She’s quite delicate and easily hurt. Cross her, and you’re crossing me.” The elite families, outwitted by Helena's prowess, kept these truths from him. Helena eventually broke free from Charlie, sending him on a frenzied worldwide hunt. To him, she was a bird with dazzling wings, and his goal was to help her reach new heights.Â
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?"
Daisy is the illegitimate daughter of Mr. Hubert. His company went bankrupt, so he asked for help from Drkov's house. They agreed to help Mr. Hubert but with one condition. One of his two daughters must marry their nephew - Atlas Drkov. Atlas Drkov is a billionaire but he is disabled and uses a wheelchair. Yaretzi - daughter of Mr. Hubert's official wife - does not accept marrying a disabled man. She and her parents made a plan. They kidnapped Daisy's mother, threatened her, and forced her to marry Atlas. To save her mother, she accepted. However, after getting married, she fell in love with this man, and so did he. Difficulties start from here.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This Book Contains Matured Contents, reader's discretion is advised. *** "Do you have any idea how much I want to be inside you right now?" he asked as he stood to his feet. "Then why aren't you?" I responded, loving the feel of him pressed so close, my back to the mirror, my front to him. But even still, in some far corner of my lust-fogged mind, I realized that we were still in a bathroom. Anyone could walk in and see us. The thought of getting discovered was scary and erotic at the same time. "Oh, we're not done. Spread your legs a bit for me, Kitten." He commanded. When I did as he instructed, he settled between my legs again. "Now close your eyes. And try not to move." Dominic Rutherford murmured. I drew in a sharp breath as his fingers slipped into me with a silky, wet ease. First one. Then another. A feverish tide rose inside me, and I groaned. I jerked in response, causing me to unconsciously move my hips towards his teasing, clever hand, seeking more. "Ohh-" My body trembled under his touch. "Please..." *** Ruby escapes a stifling marriage filled with betrayal, eager to reclaim her freedom. At a masquerade ball, she meets Dominic, a mysterious older man always wearing a mask and has a complex past. Their intense attraction ignites a passionate and dangerous affair. Dominic, who was tasked by Ruby's unknown brother to find her, is captivated by her defiant spirit. As Ruby gets entangled in Dominic's dark world and faces threats from her vengeful former husband and an enemy within, she struggles with her fear of love. Will Ruby and Dominic overcome their pasts and the secrets that threaten to tear them apart? Can Ruby submit to love even after the truth is revealed?