Elea Jemima is a young girl who likes music. Even though she has a hoarse voice she is very confident in singing, especially her favorite song which she covers by a solo idol named Drex Ethan, or D.E. Lea is a history major college student, who prefers likes skipping classes. But even so, she always gets an A on every test because she is very good at memorizing whatever book she reads. Elea, who is crazy about Drex, even skips school to watch a concert. Lea can even track where her idol is staying, and where he goes and secretly follow him. Drex Ethan, a handsome idol who has a melodious voice and a perfect face, has a very haughty nature toward his fans. But his amazing face makes the women crazier with him. D.E. only occasionally smiled and seldom did a fan meeting for more than an hour, that's why Elea, who was late for the new album signing event, was desperate to sneak. However, when she infiltrate she saw a big black wolf sitting on the idol's chair in the dressing room. Lea was very hysterical, she ran screaming because apart from being allergic to dog hair, she was also afraid of that kind of creature. The worst thing is that this time it wasn't the dog that was chasing her, but the wolf. The big black wolf! Elea ran until she was pinned in a quiet room, the wolf jumped quickly and cornered her there. With her own eyes, Lea saw that the wolf had turned into the human form she knew. A special idol that she is crazy about. Yes! The wolf is a Lycan, and he is Drax Ethan!
I was so shocked, my eyes were as if I couldn't believe a big wolf was sitting in his chair. Drex Ethan, is a solo idol that I like so crazy. I'm the idiot who infiltrated Drex's makeup room. Alone! I must accept the fact that my life is now at stake. That huge black wolf could not only give me an allergy to its fur but could tear me to death today!
"Shit!"
I turned around and ran as fast as I could. The worst thing was that the black wolf was already looking at me with its bright yellow eyes. The big black beast is following me! I ran as fast as I could, stupid me, who followed Drex, my idol, to a very lonely place, just to get his autograph. There's nobody here! Even if I scream, no one will hear. All I can do now is save myself.
The creature chased me. The wolf is one of the ferocious mammals that runs very fast and tirelessly. I have to find a way to survive! Enter the room! Yes, I have to go into the room and close it! Wolves can't open the door!
Is roar! The sound of the big beast snorting was already sounding close. I was very scared. From a young time, I hated dogs! Especially this wolf! Bigger and more ferocious! I ran to the left and entered the room. Before I could close the door, the big wolf pushed the door and jumped in.
I was cornered, I couldn't avoid it, the ferocious creature entered with grinning teeth ready to pounce on me. I turn right and left, there are no windows, no stuff, this room is just a space with no ventilation that could be a horrible room on my last day.
Gosh! It comes near.
"Go away! Go! Someone help me please!" I shouted, hoping someone would hear.
The wolf was silent, it didn't pounce, but slowly I saw something beyond reason. The black wolf changed, becoming a human figure that I knew. Drax Ethan, the idol I'm crazy about. The man came closer with sharp eyes that were indeed as sharp as a wolf's.
"Drax?"
"Humph!" his strong hands gripped my collar and pushed me hard against the wall.
"Argh!"
"Pervert! Why did you follow me into the locker room? What did you see? Did you bring a camera? Hand it over!" he snapped in a deep voice.
"No! I'm just asking for an autograph! But how come you? The wolf just now. Why did it turn this like? Oh, No!" I stammered in fear.
"Humph! You've seen it all, today is your last day, pervert!" he said, sounding angry.
"I'm not a pervert! I'm your fan!" I answered, trembling.
"Fans? Are you sure?"
"Yes! I am your Fans!" I answered, even more frightened because Drax was looking at me with irises that turned yellow.
"Haha! But you were running scared when you saw me! That wolf was me! Drax Ethan! I'm a Lycan!" he grinned and grinned closer and licked my cheek like he wanted to eat me right away.
I'm shaking. I didn't expect the idol I like to be a Lycan. I could have been torn to death that moment and become this creature's meal!
"You were my fan? Did you like me?" he asked, sniffing down my neck.
"You Drex? Are you him?" I asked, still in disbelief.
"Look at me! I'm Drex Ethan! Why are you upset that I'm a Lycan?" he asked in a threatening tone.
"I am your fan, I really like you. Gorgeous and charismatic! I love your voice, but, please don't kill me," I replied.
"Hump! At first, I wanted to eat your internal organs, but it looks like you're my fan, even though you're shaking," he said as he brought his face closer and still sniffed my scent.
"I'm your fan," I replied, justifying.
"Fine! I think you could be of use. What's your name?"
"Elea,"
"Elea! From today, you are my slave!" he said with a grin.
***
My name is Elea Jemima, a student majoring in history at a prominent campus in the city of San Louis. It's just, I don't really like taking classes, I think listening to lecturers talk is very boring.
The thing I like is music. Recently I idolized a rookie singer. His name is Drex Ethan, his fandom and I call him D.E. He's a very handsome man, very sexy, very cool and his voice is very amazing. From the first time he debuted, I immediately fell in love. I think he is the most perfect idol I've ever known.
"Lea! What are you doing?" she whispered.
I didn't hear it. I put on a Bluetooth headset and deliberately covered it with my hair while listening to Drex music while shaking my shoulders during the lecture. It seems that my absurd behavior was observed by Barbara, who was indeed sitting behind me.
"Lea!" she called again.
Annoyed at not being noticed, Barbara patted me from behind. I turned my head and opened one of my hidden headphones.
"What?"
"Ah, no wonder you're rocking. It turns out you're listening to music," she replied.
"Ssstt! Yeah, the lectures are boring," I whispered.
Barbara nodded, but her eyes remained straight ahead of where the lecturer was explaining ancient Roman history.
"Lea! What are you looking for in the back?" asked Mrs. Martha who was observing my movements.
"I am sorry, ma'am," I replied, caught chatting.
"Now explain what you know about Rome, why is it called Roman, and who was the first leader there?" asked Mrs. Martha testing.
"The Romans existed around 750 BC, Mam. Starting from the formation of the city of Rome and their first leader named Romulus,"
Mrs. Martha was quite impressed with my answer, and feeling unsatisfied she started asking again.
"Besides Romulus, there is another one who founded the Roman civilization. Do you know who his name is?"
"Remus, Romulus's twin brother, but they fought and Remus died at the hands of Romulus,"
"Hmm, that's right. It turns out you listened to my lecture, great!" Mrs. Martha said, feeling happy.
I just smiled, Mrs. Martha didn't know that I had been listening to Drex's album throughout her class. After all, Roman civilization is just one of the stories I've heard since elementary school. It's very easy for me.
Barbara just kept laughing, she knew for sure that I didn't care at all about the material taught by Mrs. Martha today. After college, Barbara immediately discussed it.
"You are great Lea, even though you don't listen, you can answer all the questions," Barbara said, smiling.
"Oh Gosh, she didn't know I was listening to music. If she knew there was a headset in my ear, she would have confiscated it immediately," I replied, grinning.
"Hmm, yes you're right. She will be mad at you, and you will automatically get a D."
"Oh my God! It's so terrible."
"But, actually what music made you crazy?" she asked.
"Drex's voice is amazing!" I answered with sparkling eyes.
"Are you sure because of the voice?" Barbara asked, feeling unsure.
"Also his face! He is the most gorgeous and sexiest man in the world! I love him!" I replied.
"Ah, you're a crazy fan, aren't you? Ghos!"
"Yes, I am her number one fan!"
"Really? I have a relative who works at an entertainment company, Drex is going to hold a fan meeting. Do you want the ticket?" she asked.
"Are you serious?"
"Yup, but not for free."
"Oh, come on! I don't have much money, Barbara. Give me half the price!" I asked.
"You don't need to pay, you just need to replace my job taking care of the nursing home,"
"What? Nursing home!"
"My parents made me do social work because they knew my grades were bad last semester. It's like a kind of punishment."
"So? Do you want me to accept your punishment? Oh, that's bad, Girl!"
"Instead of my punishment, then you will get a limited edition Drex fan meeting ticket! How about that?" Barbara offered.
"Deal! Only taking care of the elderly, isn't it?"
"Yup!"
"It's all very easy," I managed, who didn't know the fact that the elderly are usually as fussy as babies," said Elea.
"Great, you can start your job!" said Barbara with a smile.
Deal made, tickets to Drex's fan meeting booked. My face smiled happily, every morning I made time to come to the nursing home to help with the social work there. Changing bedsheets, cleaning up vomit, drying bed-wetting marks, is really tiring.
Until the day when Barbara was supposed to give me the ticket, the problem was that the annoying rich girl started whining again.
"Elea,"
"Yeah? What's wrong, Barbara? Have you got my ticket ready?" I asked enthusiastically.
"Yes, I already have, but __,"
"But what?"
"Please go to the nursing home today, they need you, one of the residents of the nursing home is sick, and they need people," she explained.
"But according to the agreement today, I'm off Barbara. Don't break your promise! Today is the Drex fans meeting!" I replied, annoyed.
"I'm sorry Elea, I'll buy you a T-shirt, merchandise and the latest album if you want. Only this morning, you can go straight to the event after the business is finished. It won't be long," Barbara explained.
"I know it's a tempting offer, but I don't want to miss my chance to meet Drex, Barbara. You should have done the punishment by yourself! At least today! I'm leaving, give me my ticket now!" I replied, annoyed.
"I wish I could be Elea, but I'm in Bangkok now. I'm on vacation without my parents knowing!" Barbara answered pitifully.
"Hey! Then how's my ticket?"
"I've sent it along with all the t-shirts, merchandise, and others! It must be in the receiving department at your rented house by now!"
"Are you sure?"
"100 persen sure!"
"Come on Elea, I beg you to help me just this one, just today! Please! I don't want my parents to be suspicious, they will take my credit card and I will become a miserable student without money," she said pleadingly.
"You suck! Huh! Fine! But only this time! No other social work again next time! Do you understand?" I answered, finally melted.
"Thank you, my friend! I will give you a big elephant from Bangkok as a souvenir!"
"There is no elephant as big as D.E. Just take your elephant! Huh,"
"You're a crazy fan girl! Have fun, Lea. See you next week!" she said.
The call was closed, and now I have to get up because I have to go to the nursing home first. Huuuh! Hopefully, the business is over there quickly and I can meet the handsome guy Drex Ethan.
Despite being an illegitimate daughter, Lena bore a striking resemblance to the young lady of the Evans family. Faced with their threats, she was forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry Dylan. As an act of defiance, Lena seduced Dylan night after night, until she had him completely wrapped around her finger. Using his affections to her advantage, she set out to undermine the Evans family. Over time, Dylan began to notice something odd about his beloved wife...
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Sequel to chasing my estranged wife; I want you back. ******** " You promised me!'' I screamed. "You promised that you wouldn't hurt me, you made the vows that you would stand beside me, Ryan, and what did you do? You broke me into smithereens. I don't want anything to do with you anymore. When I said we were done. I meant it!" Falling in love with him had come in a whirlwind, she couldn't account for how exactly it had happened but what she knew was that she didn't want to let go once she was in. For Ryan, when he made a vow, he had meant it, but nothing had told him about marriage, that it wasn't just a bed of roses, but it had thorns in it as well. When secrets piled up between them and vows broken, they had no choice but to let go of each other, but years later, he wanted her back. Like the air he breathed, he chased after her, but she was gone. Left with the remnants of his actions, he is torn between getting her back and damning all consequences or letting go of her and his children, which would it be?