They say there is a thin line between love and hate. Most agree that love can never be cheated. On the day the Twin Alphas of Frostone wolf pack declared that she was their fated mate, Audrey Holland swore never to love them. Never to afford them any other emotion apart from hatred and malice. She swore to pay them back tenfold for stealing her from her beloved finance. But she never anticipated the torment they'd put her through. Everything about them was like a nail striking the ice of her heart. How could they be so attractive and...powerful? Their scent was like an aphrodisiac fragrance that ignited vivid images of wanton desires, their voice of a timber that shattered all her walls and released a hidden hunger from her core. Alpha Deckard and Alpha Tristan, different sides of the same coin, working together to undo her, unravel her from the inside. How long would it take before she begins to crave their touch, their warm caress along her arms and the press of their lips against her skin? How much could she endure before her heart would ache for their presence, for everything they could offer her and more?
"She is beautiful...like an angel."
"That dress was made for her alone. So slim and elegant..."
"I wish I had subtle curves like that. Why does she have to be pretty, slender and smart at the same time? She got a degree from Cambridge at nineteen!"
"Shush...it's her wedding day. At least try to be happy for her. She's such a saintly girl. I hope my own daughter gets to snag a handsome specimen like she has."
Despite how much she was trying to suppress a smile, her lips still twitched from the happiness bubbling up inside her. Yes, it was her wedding day. She was getting married to the most handsome, kindest and esteemed man in the world. Her knight in shining armor. Her prince charming.
As she walked down the aisle, dragging each step to match the crescendo coming from the live orchestra of the church, she could feel the eyes of everyone on her. Some were happy. Some were envious. Some were shocked.
Audrey Holland did not care. Her eyes, green eyes covered by contacts instead of the huge glasses she normally wore, were fixed on her man. Nickolas looked breathtaking always, but in a smart black suit and his dark hair all curled up like that, he was heartstopping. He was staring at her too, as if she was the only person that existed in the world.
Finally, she reached the altar. Nick grinned down at her as he took her hand. He stood tall and welcoming before her, his face achingly entranced by whatever he was seeing.
The sound of music faded into the background, the cheers of the crowd a faint murmur in the distance, everything got pushed aside, as Audrey placed her head on his chest.
"You are lovely, Audrey." His deep voice resonated through her, causing her heart to explode with warmth.
She smiled too, despite the red blotches creeping over her cheeks. "Thank you, my love. As for the dress, all compliments belong to Marissa."
"I wasn't talking about any of that." Placing a finger under her delicate chin, he tilted her face up so that their eyes could lock on each other. "I mean you. Not the dress, though it's quite captivating. Not your hair, though for once you found some way to tame it a bit." They chuckled before he went on. "No, you are lovely."
The flutter in her heart travelled all over her body, threatening to lift her up in one powerful outburst of wings and wishes. How could a man like Nickolas be hers alone? If this was a dream, she hoped it would never end.
Hand in hand, they continued the rest of the way up the altar. The priest, a fatherly old man with a knowing grin spread over his face, glanced at both of them in turn.
"I thought you two would get to the 'kiss the bride' part even before we started."
Though her face flushed beet red, she smiled sheepishly, not missing the happiness on her groom's face too.
Nick, ever the gentleman, apologized to the priest. "I'm sorry for the brief delay, father Reynolds."
Father Reynolds waved it away. "Ah, it gives me joy to see a couple so attuned to each other climb the steps up the altar to say their vows. We don't get that often. Now, let's begin."
He said the last part loud enough for everyone in the chapel to hear, causing them to chuckle in their seats. Everyone who mattered, human and werewolf alike, in Frostone was here. This was thanks to Nick's status in the city as a capable lawyer who represented the werewolves in the human community.
As for Audrey, she had just her aunt Marissa as her relative present. The others were the friends she made at Cambridge university. Two of her best friends in the world, actually. Though most of the faces present at the wedding were not familiar to her, she was thankful to have all of them here.
Father Reynolds cleared his throat and continued. "We are gathered here today, before God, man and werewolf, to witness the union of love and destinies of Nickolas Lannister and Audrey Holland, a werewolf of the Frosting wolf pack and a young woman born and bred in Frostone city."
Audrey's eyes were fixed on Nick's, staring into the brown pupils ringed by gold, a gold that seemed to come to life when he transformed. He had been upfront and honest about his nature from the beginning.
His actual werewolf mate had died in an accident a decade ago when they'd been teenagers, and Audrey was the first woman who'd plucked the strings of his heart and turned the waters of his soul since then.
Love brought them together. Theirs was a union based on mutual comfort, companionship, care and understanding.
"Now, to fulfil all righteousness, I must pose a rhetorical question to our lovely audience." Father Reynolds glanced around the room, his face offering a radiant smile that no one could stop themselves from returning. "Whoever objects to this marriage should speak now or forever hold their peace."
Nick grinned, causing warmth to travel through Audrey's chest. He was so handsome, her first and only love, a perfect gentleman about everything. And she loved him beyond words.
She couldn't wait to finally give what remained of herself to him, to wake up in his arms everyday and sleep with him by her side at night. To be his closest friend and his anchor in times of peril. To bear his children and...
"I object."
No one seemed to hear the voice, the rich masculine voice that travelled over the silence of the room. Audrey was too caught up in happy thoughts to dwell on it. That was until a cold frown clouded Nickolas's face as he stared down at the audience.
Audrey, her heart pounding so hard that her body trembled, followed his gaze. And gasped.
Someone stood tall, poised and confident among the crowd of family, friends, acquaintances and relations. The man pushed gorgeousness to a whole new level, into something entirely dangerous and seductive.
Tall, lean muscled and absolutely attractive in a fitting black suit, long lashes framed dark eyes that seemed to burn with a fiery fire.
Father Reynolds recovered from his shock quickly but couldn't seem to understand what was going on.
"Alpha Tristan?"
"I object, as well." A second voice, this one deeper in timbre but equally as sonorous and velvety, declared among the audience before the owner stood up.
Audrey thought she was hallucinating. Surely this couldn't be real. Surely there wasn't two men, so alike in every way possible, on their feet now to show their opposition to her marriage.
Because, yes, the second man was a stark replica of the first. But where the face of the first bore a hint of humor and the sense of mischief, the second man's face was stone-cold, as if carved from hard marble by a highly skilled sculpture.
His shoulders were broader and his stance a lot more commanding thanks to stormy eyes, but there was no denying the fact that he was related to the first man by blood.
Two of them, standing there like that, caused a ripple of fear, confusion and shock to travel through the room, seemingly all combining to fill up Audrey's lower belly.
Father Reynolds shook his head. "Alpha Deckard?"
Fluidic and with a swagger that could intimidate even a king, they ambled towards the altar. Ignoring both the priest and Nickolas, both of whom had their heads down in reverence, they stopped in front of Audrey.
With those fiery pairs of eyes fixed on her, they made their intentions known.
"We object to this marriage because you belong to us, Audrey."
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."
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage because he wanted to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents,she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corporation. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafael's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."