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Born into opulence, Elliot Hawke struggles to find his place in the world. As he grapples with the pressures of his family's legacy, he discovers Charlotte, a free-spirited person who inspires him to question everything. Join Elliot on his journey of self-discovery, love, and the courage to defy expectations.
I never solicited this existence. The opulent suits, the sprawling estates, the extravagant soirées-none of it was originally mine. However, here I find myself, ensnared in the midst of it all. My name is Elliot Hawke and I'm the sole offspring of the illustrious Hawke lineage. You know the one: a multi-billion dollar empire, luxury automobiles, private jets-the full package. Everyone anticipates that I will assume control one day. Everyone assumes I desire it. But the reality is, I do not. Not in the least.
As I sit in the rear of my father's sleek black SUV, observing the cityscape unfold as we journey to yet another charity gala-another dazzling occasion intended to bolster the family's standing-the sun begins its descent, casting an orange glow across the horizon. Although I recognize the beauty of the view, I feel indifferent. I have no interest in the wealth. I care not for any of it. "Are you prepared, son?" My father's voice jolts me from my reverie. His deep baritone is smooth, yet there is an undercurrent in his tone that I recognize all too well-expectation. "Of course, Dad." I manage a grin, although it is as disingenuous as the individuals we are about to encounter.
My father does not wait for a reply; he is acutely aware that I am not truly "prepared." I have never been prepared for this: the speeches, the small talk, the seemingly endless handshakes with individuals I will likely forget. This is not my realm, however, it is the one into which I have been born and I am expected to navigate it. The car decelerates as we approach the venue-an exclusive five-star hotel hosting the gala. A dozen photographers are snapping pictures as we exit, the flashbulbs momentarily blinding me. I detest the cameras. I loathe the attention. Yet, my father-ever the politician-strides ahead, all smiles, waving to the cameras as if he were destined for this life. As we enter, the weight of their gazes is palpable. They are all anticipating something; they desire me to embody the heir, the flawless son who will uphold the Hawke legacy. They expect me to conform to their expectations. But I do not. I cannot. "Elliot," my mother calls out from across the room. She stands beside a group of women in designer gowns, engaging in animated conversation, but her gaze locks onto me the instant she spots me. She is beautiful and poised, the epitome of high society; this, however, can also be utterly exhausting.
"Approach, my dear," she states with that contrived smile that invariably seems to conceal something deeper. She articulates it as if she genuinely means it; however, I recognize that she is merely gauging my adherence to the expected script. I stride toward her, donning my most convincing "I'm the ideal son" expression. "Hello, Mother." She plants a kiss on my cheek before redirecting her attention back to her conversation, as if I'm nothing more than an accessory in this gathering. I have grown accustomed to this dynamic over time. After all, I do not possess the authority; I am merely the child they anticipate will inherit the mantle when the moment arises. I seize a glass of champagne from a passing waiter, attempting to assimilate into the atmosphere, but I cannot dispel the sensation that I am suffocating within these confines. The opulent decor and the individuals exchanging insincere pleasantries-it all feels so... vacuous. "Elliot." I catch Xander's voice before I actually spot him, his tone reminiscent of a serpent slithering through the throng. I pivot and discover my cousin standing there, embodying every aspect of a future corporate mogul. He is clad in a sharp, tailored suit that could likely fund a modest island. He offers me a subtle, knowing smile. "What's it like to be the heir to the throne?"
I suppress a groan. Xander has never been particularly discreet; he constantly nudges at the fact that I'm the one designated to inherit the family business. However, the issue lies in my disinterest. "I'm just here for the drinks, Xander," I respond, forcing a tight smile. He chuckles, his gaze wandering around the room before settling back on me. "I understand that sentiment. But you won't be able to evade this reality for long. You'll come to realize, eventually, it's your destiny." I roll my eyes and take a sip from my glass. "Destiny?" I mutter, almost inaudibly. That word feels like a burdensome weight pressing against my chest. I don't subscribe to the notion of destiny. Not for me, not for anyone else. He leans in slightly closer, lowering his voice just enough for me to catch his words. "You ought to contemplate what's at stake. This isn't merely about money, Elliot. This is about power and influence. You'll never encounter a more opportune moment than this. The company, the empire... it's all ripe for the taking. Yet, you must cease pretending that you're not intrigued."
I fix my gaze upon him, my heart racing within my chest. My blood simmers at the mere idea of being tethered to this. This existence filled with superficial encounters and empty assurances. It's not who I am. I cannot embody his role. I refuse to be the heir. I reject the notion of being ensnared in a gilded cage, striving to meet the expectations of others. "I don't want it," I murmur, my tone more assertive than I had planned. However, it is the truth. I cannot conceal it any longer. Xander's grin wavers, albeit briefly, before it returns to its previous state. He claps me on the back, perhaps too forcefully. "You'll come around. You always do." I observe him as he walks away, but his words persist in echoing within my thoughts: You'll come around.
It feels like a promise I can't escape.
As I survey the room, I observe a sea of unfamiliar faces (all adorned with smiles) that somehow render the atmosphere insincere. I could simply exit; I could effortlessly slip through the back door and vanish into the night. However, I choose not to. Not at this moment.
I need to figure out what I'm doing.
As if fate itself had been observing, my gaze finally rests upon her. She stands near the entrance, engaging with a group of students from the university I intend to attend. This girl is not like the others; she seems out of place here. Dressed simply in a navy dress, she lacks flashy jewelry or any designer label on display. However, there is something about her-something that compels me to approach and initiate a conversation. Her name is Charlotte Stone, or Charlie, as I will later discover. She embodies the type of person who doesn't conform to societal expectations. I can sense it in the way she carries herself: confident, independent and entirely oblivious to how her presence reverberates throughout the room. When she glances up, our eyes connect. For a fleeting moment, everything else dissipates-the gala, the chatter, the clinking of glasses-it all vanishes. And for the first time in what feels like an eternity, I experience a sense of vitality.
Lily believed she had successfully escaped her perilous past; however, when Damon-an old adversary from a life she presumed she could leave behind-reemerges, she discovers there is no exit. His enigmatic warnings regarding the future, along with his unyielding quest for dominance, pull her back into a conflict she never sought. Although Alexander stands by her, Lily thought she had secured a sanctuary, yet the more she uncovers about Damon's designs, the more she realizes that trust might not suffice. Alexander's obscure background and his ties to Damon further complicate matters, compelling Lily to reevaluate who deserves her trust. In a desperate race against time, Lily confronts an insurmountable dilemma: to accept her darker legacy, which Damon is determined to seize, or to jeopardize everything she cherishes. With threats encroaching and alliances fracturing, Lily must navigate the delicate balance between safeguarding herself and those she loves. But in a reality where appearances are deceptive, will Lily succeed in making the right decision before it's too late?
After enduring a brutal werewolf attack, photographer Ava Moreno is thrust into a world filled with shadows and yearning. As the full moon rises, Ava must confront her newfound curse, with assistance from the enigmatic hunter, Ryder Blackwood. However, as their passionate connection deepens, Ava's dual identity presents a threat to everything she cherishes. Can Ryder's love suppress the beast that resides within her, or will Ava's transformation consume them both? Although the risks are considerable, this relationship has the potential to alter their destinies completely.
When Julian Blackwood proposes to artist Ava Morales, things start spiralling out of control in a wave after wave of passion, secrets and lies. A pact of a whirlwind marriage with such financial and social security, but really? While Ava maneuvers the dangerous waters of Julian's world & high society, she is forced to deal with all her demons as well as the shadows lurking in Julian's past. Will their budding bond be strong enough to withstand the secrets that could tear them apart? Or wave goodbye to their hearts forever, the murmurs incarcerated by their bond?
In a realm that feels entirely foreign to her, the formidable werewolf Aurora is compelled to confront her haunting past and the adversary that relentlessly pursues her. With the mentorship of Asher, she begins to unravel age-old mysteries and forms unexpected alliances. As the Blood Moon approaches, Aurora faces a critical decision: she must choose between vengeance and redemption. This choice could demand everything, including her capacity for love. Embark on an extraordinary journey alongside Aurora as she navigates her tumultuous path. She uncovers concealed truths about her history and the prophecy that binds her existence, while simultaneously battling merciless forces intent on exploiting ancient magic. Moreover, she traverses the perilous terrain of werewolf politics and experiences the complexities of forbidden love. However, she is also forced to confront the darkness that dwells within her, grappling with her destiny. Ultimately, the question arises: will Asher's love be sufficient to redeem Aurora's troubled past, or will the encroaching shadows engulf them both? Dive into this exhilarating tale of supernatural romance to discover the answer.
Lily believed she had liberated herself from her perilous past; however, when Damon-an old adversary from a life she thought she could escape-reemerges, she discovers there is no avenue for retreat. His enigmatic forewarnings regarding the future, coupled with his unyielding quest for dominion, pull her back into a conflict she never sought. With Alexander at her side, Lily initially felt she had secured a sanctuary, but as she uncovers more about Damon's schemes, it becomes increasingly apparent that trust might not suffice. Alexander's obscure history and his ties to Damon only muddle the situation, compelling Lily to scrutinize whom she can genuinely rely upon. Faced with a relentless countdown, Lily confronts a daunting decision: to accept her ominous legacy, which Damon is fiercely determined to seize, or to risk everything she cherishes. As peril encroaches and alliances fracture, Lily must strive to maintain equilibrium between safeguarding herself and those she loves. Nevertheless, in a realm where nothing is as it appears, will Lily manage to make the correct decision before it becomes too late?
Olive's existence undergoes a profound transformation when she encounters Caleb, an enigmatic and enchanting celebrity actor who rapidly weaves himself into her life. However, just as she starts to lower her emotional barriers and accept her feelings for him, another figure appears-Daniel, an ostensibly ideal partner whose smile seems to have the remarkable power to eliminate any lingering doubts. Caught in the whirlwind of her emotions, Olive finds herself divided between her deep-seated attachment to Caleb and her growing affection for Daniel. Although secrets begin to surface and the intricacies of Daniel's hidden life gradually unfold, she faces a crucial decision about whom she can truly trust. With her heart precariously poised, Olive must confront a choice that could irrevocably reshape her reality: love, loyalty and the concealed truths that pulse beneath their intertwined pasts.
"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."
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
"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?
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
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."
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”