Daniel Hovsep had been working different types of part-time jobs to get a special gift for his girlfriend, Karol Kathie's birthday. On the day he was about to surprise Kathie on her birthday, it turned out that the wealthy and most influential student on campus, Orval Morris was proposing to Kathie on that same day. "Kathie! What are you doing with him?" Daniel broke into the crowd and shouted, feeling betrayed and hurt. "You have eyes and I believe you can see everything clearly for yourself. Morris is proposing to me and I'm happy to be his girlfriend." Kathie responded coldly, forgetting everything Daniel had done for her. "His girlfriend? How?" Daniel stammered, struggling to believe what he was seeing. "Dan," Kathie called out. "I'm a classic and beautiful lady as you can see. I can stoop so low to be with someone as dirty as you are. I'm sorry, but please, go and look for your grade." Everyone who was there began to laugh at Daniel. Feeling shattered, Daniel replied in anger, "Kathie, get ready for me. You gonna fear my return including you all who bullied me." Be on the book, let's see together how Daniel will take his revenge....
Chapter 1
"You lazy ass, be fast with the cleaning! Hurry, go start cleaning the cafeteria, the students will be out soon for breakfast." A man shouted angrily with contempt noticeable on his face.
"I'll soon be done, sir. Just give me some minutes." A voice answered. This was Daniel Hovsep, a twenty-three-year-old University student, who had been working different part-time jobs just to save up for a special birthday gift for his girlfriend, Karol Kathie, the school's most popular beautiful girl.
Apart from being a delivery and laundry man, Daniel was also a part-time cleaner at Leeds University, where he and his girlfriend were both students.
That morning, he woke up around 5 Am to clean the cafeteria. A rivulet of sweat was plastered on his face, showing how long he had been cleaning the whole place.
It was already 8 a.m. and he wasn't done cleaning. He was currently cleaning the University cafeteria when students started entering to eat.
Placing his face on the ground in shame, Daniel continued to clean the floor. He was ashamed because he also wanted to live like other students but life was so unfair to him.
He suddenly paused and stood straight, trying to ease the fatigue, but then he saw a group of popular jocks eating in a corner inside the university cafeteria. That group of boys was led by Camron Collins. And they had always been bullying him.
Anxious not to get seen by them, Daniel immediately lowered his head to begin the cleaning, but his hand accidentally knocked over his broom, drawing the attention of the jocks.
Camron, on seeing Daniel, smirked as he stared at him. He got up, and the group that he led followed him at his back as they approached Daniel, who began to shiver for fear.
"Hey, it's you," Camron called out to Daniel with a disdainful look on his face. "Oh, I never knew you were one of our cleaners here. Haha. Poor boy." He shook his head with a feigned pity yet maintaining his smirk.
"Look at him. Haha. He's sweating. Poor thing." One of the jocks chipped in, sarcastically.
"He really needs the money for food, look at how he's working." All of them began to laugh at Daniel and they continued to throw mocking words at him. However, Daniel ignored them with a sigh and continued with his cleaning.
He knew that he had to finish the cleaning to enable him to go out for another job since that day was Saturday. He wanted to make some extra money for his girlfriend's birthday and also to have some leftovers for himself.
Being ignored, Camron began furious as he hit Daniel so hard, "Hey, you fool! Aren't you the one we are talking to?" He shouted.
Daniel raised his head, looking at him, he let out an annoying sigh. He wasn't surprised at Camron's action because he had always been after his life right from time.
At that moment, Daniel knew he needed to speak so they would continue with their annoying actions. He opened his mouth and replied, "So, what do you want me to say?" He asked, clenching his face.
"How dare you talk to boss Camron that way!" One of the jocks members stepped forward to hit Daniel but Camron intervened, shaking his head with a malicious smile that exploded on his face.
"He has learned to talk back, right?" Camron asked, feeling surprised. The Daniel he had always bullied has never dared to talk back to him like he just did.
With a hardened expression, Camron walked to the table where he and his group members had been eating; he grabbed his tray of food, which contained white rice and stew, in a separate place.
Daniel watched him as he approached. What's he up to now? Daniel muttered to himself, a pang of fear edged on his face.
As Camron approached, a wicked laugh escaped from his mouth, "When I'm done with this, I believe you will learn how to not talk back to me."
With that, he walked around, spreading the food to where Daniel had just finished sweeping and mopping.
"Please, don't do this to me. Don't ruin where I've finished cleaning, please." Daniel began to beg Camron with his two knees on the ground. Tears began to stream down from his eyes.
His plans that morning were to finish cleaning the cafeteria and then head to one of the hotels where he worked as a cleaner.
However, his pleas fell on deaf ears as Camron didn't stop until he finished ruining the floor with his food.
Camron then glanced down at Daniel whose face was covered with tears, "I have done a great job for you. Look at how beautiful the floor looks now." He ironically said, glancing at what he had done with a satisfied expression.
He then added coldly with an emotionless face, "Get it cleaned up if you want to get paid. Haha." He laughed loudly and threw the plate and tray to the ground causing a loud noise.
Daniel, who was on his knees, began to stare at the place he had cleaned, being messed up; he clenched his fist and face. It took everything in him to attack Camron, but he held back, admitting that he was powerless at that moment because of the group of boys with Camron.
"You love that? Haha." One of them, who was holding a can of soda, asked sarcastically. "I think I'll have to do mine too." He opened the cover of the soda can and instantly poured it on Daniel before he could know it.
Overwhelmed with anger, Daniel pulled himself up and with his clenched fist, he rushed forward, "You! How dare you!" He was about to attack the guy who poured the soda on him, but then, all of the group members surrounded him with clenched fists, ready to beat him up.
They were ten in number, and Daniel knew he wouldn't stand them and felt frustrated immediately.
The guy seeing Daniel's weakness, pressed on, daring Daniel, "Hey, loser. Why did you stop? Come, hit me. Go ahead." He challenged, feeling high.
He had backup so he knew Daniel wouldn't dare try it. He began to laugh, "Haha. He's such a loser. So weak that he can't fight back."
There was a moment of mockery before Camron announced, his voice filled with authority, "Let's not waste our precious time on a loser like him. Let's go."
Soon, they left, and Daniel fell to the ground with his clothes drenched with soda. He looked at the floor, tears streamed down uncontrollably from his eyes.
He sobbed, muttering bitterly to himself, "What am I going to wear today to work at the hotel? Mr. Brown will shout at me, seeing me like this."
At that moment, that was the only cloth he had. He wears it to both lectures and also for his work.
Just as he was deep in thought, a deep angry voice snapped at him, bringing him to reality, "Daniel, what have you been doing? Why is it everywhere like this? Didn't you tell me you were almost done?" The voice yelled.
"Just sign the divorce paper and get out of my life for good, you worthless man!" Rose yelled at her husband, Michael with disgust. Michael had always been badly treated like rags by both his wife and in-laws just because he was poor. Rose, his wife, kicked him out of her life for good, but just as things were becoming tough for Michael. Just an encounter automatically changed his entire life for good. Now, read how he takes revenge on those who once humiliated him.......
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Sheila had her back against the wall when her family tried to force her to marry an awful old man. In a fit of rage, she hired a gigolo to act as her husband. She thought the gigolo needed money and did this for a living. Little did she know that he was nothing like that. One day, he pulled off his mask and revealed himself to be the world's top magnate. This marked the beginning of their love. He showered her with everything she could ever want. They were happy. However, unexpected circumstances soon posed a threat to their love. Would Sheila and her husband make it through the storm? Find out!
On her wedding night, Natalie's stepmother set her up to marry Jarvis, a disfigured and disabled man. Fortunately, she managed to escape, but little did she know that later she would fall for the man she was betrothed to.Jarvis pretended to be a poor man, but he didn't think that he'd fall head over heels for this woman.Their life went on until one day, Natalie found out her boyfriend's little secret."Huh? How could you have billions of dollars' worth of assets?" she asked in disbelief.Jarvis didn’t know how to respond.Being met with silence, she gritted her teeth angrily. "They said that you couldn't walk, but as far as I can see, you're strong enough to run a marathon."Still, he remained silent.Natalie continued, "They even said that you only have a few years to live. What about now?"Finally, Jarvis opened his mouth to explain. "Honey, this is all just a misunderstanding. Please calm down. Think about the baby.""Jarvis Braxton!"The man knelt down immediately.
During her three years of marriage with Brendan, Adeline had become as humble as dust itself. However, what she got in return wasn't love and affection, but endless indifference and disdain. Worse yet, when the woman in Brendan's heart suddenly showed up, he further distanced himself from her. Finally, Adeline couldn't stand it anymore and asked for a divorce. After all, why should she stay with such a cold, distant man? The next one would surely be better. Brendan watched as his ex-wife left with her luggage in tow. Suddenly, a thought occurred to him and he made a bet with his friends. "She'll definitely regret leaving and will come crawling back to me in no time." After hearing about this bet, Adeline sneered. "Dream on!" A few days later, Brendan ran into his ex-wife in a bar. It turned out she was celebrating her divorce. Not long after, he noticed that the damned woman seemed to have a new suitor. Brendan was starting to panic. The woman who had clung to him for three years suddenly didn't seem to give a damn about him. What was he going to do?
She was hurt. She was bullied and made fun of. And the only hope that kept her going was finding her mate. She has always been weak. Weak to the world. Why? Because she was a lantern. She didn't have a wolf. That's what everyone thought about her. When she found her mate, he wanted her to be his slut and not a wife. She might be an omega, but it doesn't mean she will take disloyalty and betrayal lightly. So she did something that no one in history ever did. She rejected an Alpha. "I, Alexis Clark, reject Brandon Sterling, the alpha of Black mist pack, and consider myself a free soul until I decide so."; Were her last words before she left that torturous place and became a rogue. A rogue that everyone was fearing and finding. Why? Because she was the rogue that has become one of the biggest problems of almost all the packs in the country. She was Alexis Clark. A rogue that rejected an Alpha, stealth food, kill other rogues, and more than that was living with humans and studying with them. What will happen when her case is given to the world's most dangerous alpha, Sebastian Sinclair, who has taken it upon himself to punish this rogue. The one who hated rogues and omega to a level that was beyond understanding. Why? Because his mate was an omega, who betrayed him with a rogue before dying. How will Alexis tackle this alpha, in whose College she was studying and living under hiding for almost a year? What will Sebastian do when he finds out the new girl he had been talking to is none other than the rogue omega that he had decided to kill? "To love you with all my might was my only wish, but you were the only one who gave me endless suffering. So today, I promise myself to not fall for anyone."; A simple saying that both Alexis and Sebastian had vowed upon. Will they be able to find their love amidst all these problems?
"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."