"Remember Ella, we've already asked you not to run away from this place." Tristan said in his magnetic voice. It was almost magical. I came back to my senses long enough to push them away, which took everything I had, because Nathan had me in such a tight hug. "I told you two. Leave me alone. I'm sick of your stupid little pranks." I said, still trying to push them off of me. I got even more intense stares from the rest of the class during that lesson. Tristan sat on one side of me and Nathan sat on the other. Tristan was always trying to reach over and hold my hand, but I would pull it away and make it look like I was taking down notes from the teacher. "It's alright Ava. Just one more year until we are out of here." I said as I was walking to my locker after class when someone pushed their elbow into my ribs and I hit the lockers that were lining the wall. I turned to see that it was Leia. A real fan of the twins and her lackeys that always followed her everywhere. But Leia walked really close to me and got in my face. "You stay the hell away from the twins. Do you understand me? They're mine." She threatened me through gritted teeth. --- When Ella moves to a small Alaskan town with her distant mother and abusive stepfather, she assumed that it would be just like any other place she had ever lived. She longed to be back in Seattle where she felt normal, but here she starts to notice that things aren't normal at all. When she catches the attention of a couple of very attractive twins, she becomes the subject of brutality brought on by jealousy and greed. Will Ella stay there to subject the constant abuse or will she decide to leave and never look back. Not even if the twins beg her to stay?
Cold is my most vivid impression of Alaska, and even though I moved to this town two months ago, I still cannot get used to its cold.
There were very few people in this town, and maybe that's one of the reasons why it's even colder. Seattle was much nicer, and I knew it because there were people there with whom I could relax.
Since I've been here, even though I was with my mom, she wished more than anyone that I wasn't her daughter. I tried every way I could to please her, but her eyes remained cold as a stranger's, and she thought I was to blame for her terrible life.
I knew from a young age that I was an unwanted existence. No one wanted me. My mother Marilyn told me I shouldn't have been born, but she couldn't afford an abortion. I tried my best to be useful, to get beaten less.
I didn't hate Marilyn. My father abandoned us, and her life had always been miserable. The men she met were all jerks who squeezed her dry of money before leaving her. Only my current stepfather, Jack, stayed.
Because he didn't want to work, he just wanted to drink, and Marilyn enjoyed having a man willing to be with her. She was willing to pay all of Jack's bills, but she hated me. No matter how much I told her Jack was a jerk, she would just yell at me, saying if I continued to disrespect Jack, she would kick me out.
I kept quiet, just praying for the day I turned 18 so I could leave them and live on my own.
"Ella! I don't want to be called to school, so you'd better *** come downstairs!" Mom's angry voice came from downstairs, and I quickly picked a sweater from the closet and slipped on me, which obviously didn't fit my size, it was too big.
It was a style a few years ago. My mom picked it up in the trash and she thought it would suit me.
I had to close my eyes tight and take a deep breath. As I went downstairs, my mother, Marilyn, was waiting in the kitchen.
"Is that what you're wearing for your first day of school?" Marilyn scoffed, looking me up and down. "Well, not everyone can afford new clothes like you." I shot back with a sneer.
I want to grab a sandwich from the fridge before school.But Marilyn barged over and slammed the door shut. I couldn't take my little finger back in time and it got red and swollen as the door was jammed shut on it.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? You know the rules. You want to eat, you buy your own food." She snapped at me.
"I haven't been paid yet." I held back the pain and said as calmly as I could.
"I don't care. Why don't you call Celie? I know that she loves to help you out? We haven't received a check from her since we moved here two months ago. She won't change her promise, right?" Marilyn said with a look of contempt in her eyes as I finally freed my finger from the fridge door.
I took a deep breath. Marilyn was my mom, but she acted like Celie was my mom, and I'd rather Celie was.
"Celie said that it could take a while since we moved. And it's not like this town gets a whole lot of mail on a regular basis." I gave up, I fingered the few coins in my pocket, I could find some food outside to eat.
"Don't be a smart ass to me." She glared in my eyes. Whew, I had to get out of here. But a body that smelled of alcohol stopped me and he tried to hug me.
"Going to school? Remember to stay away from those stupid high school kids, okay?" Disgusting! I quickly pushed him away, Jack, my stepfather always seized any gap where my mom wasn't around and tried to flirt with me.
For two months, I'd told Marilyn about the way Jack treated me, but every time she angrily told me to cut the bullshit. She despised my terribly flat figure, and how could Jack, whom she loved dearly, betray her? I couldn't handle the way Marilyn was treating me anymore, and in another year I'd be out of here and away from these assholes.
I walked out. I actually hated the cold.
I looked around at the woods that were surrounding our house with no neighbors in sight at all. I looked back at the dilapidated two-story bare wood house that I had to call home but should really be condemned and I let out a sigh as I heard Jack yelling inside before I started walking down the long driveway.
"It's okay, Ella. Just one more year, and you can kick those jerks' asses hard," Eva consoled me. I shook my head, I just wanted to get away. She was always in my head when I was alone and she knew that everyone around me didn't believe she existed.
When I tried to explain Ava's existence to Marilyn, she got me to a psychiatrist, that's Celie.
I had no expectations for this treatment. However Celie didn't treat me like I was insane, and for the first time, I looked a stranger straight in the eye.
She told me that Ava did exist and all I had to do was accept her and treat her as my closest friend. She gave me a wink and said that a voice existed in her head as well.
I joked about whether we were aliens, and Celie didn't give me a straight answer.
She wanted me to find out for myself when I turned18. And, she also promised me that she would provide me with the support I needed to live.
I refused, but she told me that a mysterious man had asked her to treat me that way. It was a secret between Celie and I. I never told Marilyn that the check was sponsored by the man behind Celie.
I tried several times to explore the man's information, but Celie said that the donor's only request was to keep his identity secret. I didn't go any further because I really needed the money, and I didn't think there was a situation that could be worse than the current one.
First at home, then at school, and although when I came to this town on my first day I foresaw that I would be the target of the people who thought they owned the town, I didn't expect it to be in the way that I would be tormented.
After about half an hour, I finally made it to my high school, which was in a far suburb away from town, and it was surrounded by tall trees.
The first time I saw the school, I thought someone was pulling my leg. It actually looked like a castle. An abandoned castle. There weren't even that many kids in this town so why would they need such a massive building to go to school.
When I finally got to the high school, I stood out the front for a moment and I looked up at the large building where kids were going inside with their friends and they were all laughing and carrying on.
I checked myself over one more time and I realized that the sleeve of my jacket had rolled up a little, revealing a bruise on my arm so I quickly pulled my sleeve down.
I didn't want anyone seeing it or asking questions about it. And I walked into the building and found my way to the office. I got my class schedule and everything that I would need and then I walked out and I started looking for where my first class was.
When I got to my first class almost everyone stopped talking so they could stare at the new girl. I don't know why I was surprised. This was a really small town. Of course they would know who I was.
But I wasn't expecting them to start mocking me. One of the guys in particular, wearing a letterman jacket, was at the front of it all.
"Oh. She is a beggar from Seattle." He said.
"How can she go out in that dress? She's like a tramp! She smells sour all over, "a girl said in disgust."A girl said.
"She looks like such a loser with those glasses." Another girl said. And I realized that I hadn't seen anyone in this town wearing glasses. I was the only one.
"It's alright Ella. Just one year." Ava said to me. So I exhaled deeply and Iwalked to the only spare seat and sat down with my bag next to me. The kids didn't stop until the teacher came into the room and I was happy when he did.They were all still whispering and staring at me,but at least they weren't saying anything out loud anymore. I took notes the whole way through class because school was too important to me to fail. I have to go to university.
But as soon as class was over, I dreaded the sound of that bell. It meant that I was on my own again. I stood up and started putting things into my backpack that had holes all over it.
"Look.She can't even afford a decent bag for her books. How pathetic can she be?"The jock laughed, with his friends joining in.
"I heard that her mother is a cleaner at some filthy old nursing home. No wonder she can't afford anything decent." A girl said.
I was hoping they would give it a rest after they got it out of their system, but I wasn't that lucky. Of course I wasn't. I left that class without saying anything to anyone and I got to my next class and I found a seat that no one was sitting in. But the bullying and teasing didn't stop because most of the same kids were in this class as well.
They were relentless but then I noticed it got really quiet as they stopped their laughing and whispering and their teasing of me. I looked up and I saw two incredibly gorgeous tall, extremely muscled twins walk into the room with black hair and clean shaven that had the attention of everyone in the room.
As soon as they walked into the room they were focused straight on me, walking towards me without blinking or hesitation.
I looked straight at them and my eyes narrowed as I saw that they were approaching me. I was pleading with my eyes that they wouldn't come to me, I just wanted them to leave me alone. I wasn't the girl that they wanted.
Tristan reached over and grabbed my hand in his hand and his twin Nathan pulled me straight into a hug against his solid chest.
I could feel his heart beating like it was going to explode. The look in his eye was enough to tell me that he was excited to see me.
"Remember Ella, we've already asked you not to run away from us," Nathan said in his magnetic voice, while Tristan gripped me tightly, causing me pain, as if claws had extended from his hands.
I could sense the shock in dozens of pairs of eyes in the classroom. They must have been wondering how I became connected to their campus stars. A beggar with a pair of celebrity twins?
When I thought about the bullying I was about to face, I immediately pushed them away. I had no time to entertain their pranks. After school, I needed to find a part-time job as soon as possible to buy food for myself.
"Ella, you can't escape," came the twins' mocking voices from behind me. My body still felt the warmth from their chests, but I didn't stop. I walked quickly to the lockers.
"It's okay, Eva. In just one more year, we can leave this place," I murmured to myself again as I closed my locker door. Then someone elbowed me in the ribs, and I stumbled against the wall lockers.
When I turned around, it was Leah, the head cheerleader. Unlike me, her figure was sexy and hot, with signature blonde hair! She was a loyal fan of the twin duo. I figured someone in the classroom must have seen the twins' connection with me and told Leah about it.
"Stay away from those twins. Do you understand me? They're mine! You beggar!"Leia approached me and stood in front of me, gritting her teeth as she threatened me.
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
"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?
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. **** Emily never shifted on her 18th birthday and became the laughingstock of the pack. When her old crush, Alexander Black, returns from Alpha Training, she never expected him to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that young Alpha Alexander has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, Emily runs off and disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army, specializing in sensitive matters. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate, Alexander. Will Alexander figure out it is Emily? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?