"You're mine now," he says, his voice low, commanding. I shouldn't be thrilled by his words. I shouldn't even be standing here, in the cold shadows of a life I never chose. But here I am, torn between the man who shattered my heart and the one who calls me his, though I'm nothing like what he wants. When my chosen mate abandoned me for a woman who had once rejected him, I thought nothing could hurt worse. But I was wrong. He came back for her, leaving me with nothing but memories and a hollow ache. And just when I thought I had nothing left, Alpha Adeoye stepped into my life-a king without a throne, a man feared by all, including the wolves who once stood by my side. He's chilly. He is merciless. He's not my type, either. However, whenever he calls my name, I get a real and dangerous sensation. I ought to resist it. I ought to battle him. However, I see a darkness-an anguish similar to mine-when I look into his eyes. And the reality hit me harder than any betrayal just when I thought I had understood my place in this world and could move on from my past. The affection I assumed was long gone is still there. But there's one question I can't ignore: If I let myself fall for Adeoye, will it be the salvation I'm desperate for? Or will it destroy everything I thought I knew about love? As the final battle approaches, I'm left standing at a crossroads, knowing one wrong move could change everything. And then, he whispers, "You'll choose me... won't you?" But the truth is, I don't know if I can trust him.
"You're not my mate anymore, Lola," The forest's silence was broken by Declan's voice, which hit my heart like a hammer with every word. His eyes, which had previously been warm and full of hope for the future, now were icy and far away. "I've discovered another person. It's finished.
With strained gasps of breath, I stumbled backward. As though the earth itself were plotting to drag me down, the ground under me felt shaky. My mouth opened, but nothing came out. How is this possible? How could the man who had promised that we were destined to be together, the man I had dedicated my heart to, simply leave?
With a sour chuckle, he took a step forward, his eyes unblinking. "I apologize, but it's time. I no longer love you. I didn't.
The words hit me more forcefully than I could have ever imagined. Staring up at him as though I could will the reality to alter, my knees gave way and I fell to the chilly ground. This was not taking place. I couldn't be rejected by Declan. Not in this manner. Not after all that we had endured.
I said, "You're lying," with the words hardly coming out. "You can't be."
Declan did not recoil. He didn't appear guilty at all. He had a determined, set face, as though the choice had been made long before we were standing there.
"Do you think I wanted this?" His voice grew softer, but it was filled with the coldness of finality rather than regret. "Lola, it's over. I've moved on.
I felt like screaming. I wanted to destroy the forest and the entire earth, but I refrained from doing so. I was unable to. I sat there instead, broken, looking up at the man who had been my whole world.
The aroma of dirt and pine was carried by a chilly air that blew across the clearing. It should have been comforting, but instead it made my chest feel even more empty. Declan had been my soulmate, my partner, and my lifelong companion. He wasn't now, though. None of that applied to him.
My heart broke into fragments I couldn't even begin to gather. The fact that he had left me was not the worst part. He had done it so effortlessly, like though I were but a fleeting recollection.
I was no longer able to look at him. I turned aside, making my legs move so I could go somewhere other than here. But I was stopped by his voice.
He yelled, "Don't run, Lola," in a tone that I couldn't quite place-perhaps resentment? "You need to hear this."
Despite my refusal to turn around, I froze with my back to him. I was unable to. Not with the rawness of the agony.
"You think this was easy for me?" Declan went on, his footsteps becoming closer, but I remained motionless. "But I was at a loss. She is now my partner. And I'm unable to-" Then, as though his next words were sour, he stopped. "I can't keep living a lie."
We were silent, and I felt a burden pressing down on my chest. Despite my inability to breathe, my heart continued to beat brutally, each thump serving as a reminder that it was still attempting to cling on. I was unable to think.
At last, I said, "Who is she?" in a calm but tremulous voice.
He paused, and I briefly believed I saw a flash of shame in his eyes, but it vanished before I could fully notice it. "It doesn't matter," he was saying. "The important thing is that I'm finished. And you must come to terms with that. Proceed."
Proceed. Like a cruel joke, the words replayed in my head. How was I going to get over this? How was it possible for me to let go of the one person I had always imagined being with? The one person I had trusted through all of the difficulties, battles, and obstacles.
As Declan turned to walk away, his footfall became softer, but I was able to speak again before he could.
"Did you ever love me?" The question lingered between us like a slender thread. I had to know. Even though it would break my heart, I had to hear the truth.
He didn't respond immediately, and for a little, excruciating minute, I believed he would leave without answering. Then his voice came, dejected and low.
"No," he replied plainly. "Not in the way you needed me to."
The ground underneath me seemed to have broken apart. It was as though the universe itself was lamenting the loss of something valuable as the sky grew dimmer and the globe grew darker.
I wanted to yell and scream at him for his callousness, but instead I just stood there and gazed at the empty spot where Declan used to be. Without thinking twice, he had left. And I had trouble breathing for a while. I was unable to think. The only sensation I had was the excruciating pain in my chest, the void that now characterized who I was.
A figure suddenly appeared in the clearing, and I felt a chill run down my spine. I knew who it was without turning around. His cologne was clearly odorous as the air changed.
Adeoye Alpha.
Even though he hadn't said anything yet, I winced at the sound of his voice. Everything around me seemed to feel smaller because of his commanding presence. Despite his cool, collected tone, there was a hint of anxiety in it.
Adeoye said coolly, "I see you've been abandoned," his eyes darting momentarily to where Declan had recently been standing.
I didn't answer. What could be said? I was by myself. All by myself.
"I'm not here to comfort you," Adeoye added, his voice containing a hint of authority but also something deeper and more perilous. "But I will not let you wallow in your misery."
Slowly, I raised my eyes to meet his. "What do you want from me?" I hardly got a whisper out.
He said, "To remind you," his eyes meeting mine, "that occasionally, those who are supposed to leave you will do so for a cause. and that not every conclusion is final.
His meaning was not quite clear to me. But my heart was pounding from the intensity of his stare. Something flickered inside of me for the first time since Declan's treachery. I was unaware that I still possessed that spark.
However, Adeoye's face stiffened before I could respond. He said, "You'll come with me,"
"What?" I couldn't hide my bewilderment. "Why?"
"You'll understand soon enough," he stated in a quiet but decisive tone. He reached out and took hold of my arm, dragging me along behind him before I could object or raise any more concerns.
I had no idea what Alpha Adeoye would bring, but for the first time in what seemed like forever, I felt a glimmer of optimism. I was already being pulled into something dangerous that was about to happen, whether I was prepared for it or not.
Then I realized that nothing in my life would ever be the same again as I took one last look at the vacant spot where Declan had left me.
"I never thought he'd cast me out." As I stood beyond the pack boundaries, the words replayed in my head, the life I knew vanishing minute by moment. She, the lady from his past, had been picked over me by Roland Crown, the man I loved, the Alpha I was meant to be by his side. For a deception, he turned away his true mate, me. I was carrying a secret that no one could ever know: I was expecting his children, as the wind whispered through the woods. I really did not want him to know, but life has a way of bringing everything you've worked so hard to hide back to haunt you. I believed I might get away from being alone in a human world that doesn't comprehend me. However, someone is observing. Someone who is fully aware of what I'm concealing and who will not give up until they achieve their goals. I was mistaken to believe that the worst aspect of this nightmare was the anguish of losing Roland. I don't know who I can trust, and the real danger is just getting started. Will it be too late when Roland arrives at my door with regret in his eyes? Will I be able to shield my kids from the darkness that is encroaching on us when the truth is ultimately exposed? I'll just have to find out. One thing, though, caught me off guard: someone from my past is prepared to ruin everything, starting with me.
"You don't belong here." The people I believed I could trust threw those comments at me, and they rang in my ears for years. My foes, my packmates, and my tormentors are Cassian and Kade. They turned every action I took into something improper and out of character, making my life a living misery. And perhaps I did believe them for a while. But when I turn 19, everything is different. My abilities come to life, more potent and terrifying than I could have ever dreamed. All of a sudden, they are pulled to me as my destined partners rather than as adversaries. The icy Alpha-in-waiting Cassian is troubled by the thought of his future. The vicious Beta Kade is constantly engaged in a game of control and domination. Then there is Alaric, the enigmatic outsider with a secret that has the potential to ruin us all. Destiny created our unshakable bond, but I never wanted to be a pawn in someone else's game. I'm becoming more and more aware that nothing is as it seems. I am at the center of several mysteries that are deeply ingrained in the history of our pack. It's this bond that I wish to resist. I want to despise everyone. However, there is no denying the draw between us. I feel like my heart and soul are breaking apart piece by piece with every touch and look. However, as the prophecy starts to come to pass, I learn that there are other things in danger besides the pack's fate. I'm risking my own life. I'll have to make a decision that will either save us or ruin everything I've ever known. As the full moon rises, I find myself standing on the edge of all my fears. Then I hear it-the one fact for which I could have been unprepared. "Tonight, one of you will pass away." Who will it be? Is it possible for me to halt it before it is too late?
"You will never see your mother again if you don't marry him." My fate was sealed as the words replayed in my head. As the forgotten daughter of a wealthy and influential man, I, Adebola, was thrown into a world of riches, power, and perilous secrets that I never wanted to be a part of. I was forced, not chosen, to be married to the mysterious billionaire in a wheelchair, Yemi Coker. But beyond his icy exterior and scathing remarks, I caught glimmers of a guy who yearned for affection and to be understood. The distinction between obligation and desire started to get hazy as the days stretched into weeks. I wasn't meant to fall for him, but I was drawn to him because of his power, intelligence, and concealed suffering. I had just begun to think that love could blossom from the ashes of betrayal when the ghosts of my past came roaring back. The ideal daughter, Temitope, came returned to take back everything she thought was hers, including Yemi. Her threats became more pointed, her schemes more sinister, and her secrets-oh, the secrets she kept-had the potential to ruin everything. I learned the truth about my own father just when I believed I had faced the worst; it was so startling that it caused me to reevaluate all I had assumed. When treachery is ingrained in your DNA, how do you battle for love? When a man has every reason to doubt you, how can you trust him? The one secret that has the power to either permanently unite us or tear us apart has the answer. Will I find out before it's too late, though?
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
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!
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
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The dream of everyone with regards to marriage is to be able to find that special someone and settle down with them. Even arranged marriages grant you an opportunity to meet your partner briefly before the wedding. How will you feel about waking up in the morning with someone sleeping next to you who is not just anyone but your legally married partner yet with no memory of how that had happened in just a few hours of going out the previous day? This is the story of Jason Haward and Julia Harrison, two strangers trapped in a marriage they never planned. The quest to find out why led to the unfolding of a mystery which made them realize they are both living a lie. To find out more, read this amazing story of love, betrayal, revenge and murder.
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met her—the pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmates’ laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.