Darnell thought her wedding day would be the happiest day of her life, but after a one-night stand with the mysterious mafia boss Elvis De Luca, everything changed. Torn between feelings of betrayal and undeniable attraction, Darnell learns her family contrived a marriage between her and Elvis to further their power. As the secrets begin to unravel, the dark clouds of danger unfold before her, placing her child at the center of a deadly revenge game. She will have to play a deadly game of lies, loyalty, and love with her life in danger to ensure a safe future for herself and her baby against those she once held dear.
It was a young night, the music banged from the speakers as they all danced. Darnell sat in one corner, even if it were her bachelorette night, it seemed way out of her kind of party. Apparently, her stepmother, Marina and her best friend Joan planned this night, and it seemed to be going well.
At one corner she sat with the drink in her hands, taking a sip, trying to enjoy the night and not let their efforts go to waste. Marina sighted her from after, as she hurried over to Darnell, her eyes widened in surprise.
"Don't tell me that you are here sulking up when it's your bachelorette night? Darnell? She called but instead Darnell sighed, looking at her over-active sister.
"You and Joan clearly know this is not my kind of space. You even fixed the party in a bar at Marina. What happened to hotels?" Darnell asked, with Marina rolling her eyes as if she was nagging.
"Darnell, this is the hotel booked for your wedding, and it's still a hotel," Marina added.
"Don't play mind games, Marina..we could have used one of the halls."
Darnell asked.
"The bar is fine and besides, the hotel management offered this venue for free, so if you're worried about the price, then you shouldn't...it's in the hotel," Marina added.
"Seriously right now? You want to pull that card with me." Darnell questioned in between smiles.
"You know for your age, one would think you are evolutionary, but nope, you're too old school. Sometimes I wonder how you are able to bag Joan as your best friend. She is the exact opposite of you. It's a night for your big day, and you're concerned about a venue?
Darnell sighs, rubbing her forehead, " Don't get started with me. You know I am saying the truth." She managed to say, but she was grateful, regardless that they till throw her a party.
"There's no birthday celebration without a birthday celebrant and the same applies to your bachelorette party." She added with finality in her voice, stretching out her hand to take Darnell's.
Darnell looked at her hand, then sighed. She might as well let this cup pass and do as Marrina had instructed, taking her hands as Marina helped her up, she was more than excited to be called Mrs. Martinez and tomorrow would officially end her five-year relationship with Daren. So she had better make the most of this night and have all the fun as a single woman for the last time.
"I'll get you something to soothe you...you seem too upright." Marina added, then walked over to the counter to get the drinks, handing them over to the ladies at the party. Darnell took a glass, as she sipped it, dancing to the rhythm of their hails.
"You go girl!!!!!!" She heard Joan's voice from the background. It didn't take long for her to feel too tired, she was already weak from planning the wedding and all her activities were making her weaker.
She turned to Marina," I give up.... I think it's best I sleep right now if I ain't to be able to make it to my wedding tomorrow."
Marina shot her a glare, "Are you serious right now? You want to go to sleep?"
Darnell nodded, Joan walked up to them.
"You should have known her by now.... She's not as like it. Bubbling as you are. Darnell, you can go to bed now. Marina and I will take care of things down here. You need your beauty sleep." Joan added, taking a small sip of her drink.
"Are you sure?_ Darnell asked, taking up her cell phone as she ran her hands through her head. She was tired.
"Sure. You should rest. We don't want Daren to run when he sees your eye bags tomorrow." Joan teased further.
"Don't jinx it." Marina added, shaking her head at Joan before turning to Darnell,
"You have your card, right? " She asked, and Darnell nodded.
"I'll see you guys...have fun and thank you so much for this." Darnell pulled them into a small hug, with a peck on their cheeks, before taking the last sip of her drink.
"I'll be heading up now and please, don't get drunk and miss my wedding tomorrow, Joan specifically." Darnell said, pointing at Joan,
"I'll look after her." Marina said, with Darnell nodding in satisfaction.
"You two are the worst." Joan cursed under her breath and then walked away.
Darnell sighed, as she grabbed the entry card from her purse and heading up to her room. Getting out of the elevator, she felt immense weakness, her vision was beginning to get blurry. She managed to stay up on her feet as she began counting the room number,
"122....123...124...125....126..? There you are." She opened the door, walking in to see a hazy figure of someone on the bed,
"Daren? Is that you?" She staggered, as she held the couch for support,
"Oh gosh, I feel so weak. What kind of drink was that?" She murmured as she held her head.
She felt someone carry her, placing her on the bed, her eyes fluttered open. She couldn't decipher who that was but her sixth sense told her it was her husband. She burst into laughter.
"You couldn't wait, could you? ......" Her voice trailed, "it's abominable for the groom....to..see.."
He placed his hand on her lips, "Shhhhhhh...." Then he shook his head, staring at her body lustfully, " I just missed you. I can't wait till tomorrow." He then placed his lips on her, setting her body on fire. For some reason, she felt an outburst of emotions and the urge stronger.
Normally, she would have pushed him away but she instead, reciprocated the kiss.. Whatever that was in her, was pushing her down to the worst. On the second shift, she wrapped her arms around him. Sitting with her, she deepened the kiss. She couldn't wait.
He helped her up, still kissing her. Sher hand immediately traveled to his belt trying to unbuckle it when he stopped her,
"No, no, no......too fast." He moaned, as he kissed her neck down to her shoulder, then with his eyes locked on hers,
"This is how it's done." And with one stretch, he tore her satin gown into shreds, leaving her with just her undergarments, picking her up as she tossed her to the bed.
"I'm good to make crazy love with you tonight." And that was the last sensible word she heard with the cloud groaning, announcing its downpour.
Savannah Hart never thought that an invitation to some private art show at the mysterious Blackwood Manor could turn her whole life around. But stepping into the seductive snare of Damien Blackwood, the dark, magnetic billionaire who knows the taste of control means spiraling into a whirlpool of dangerous desires and painful needs. And as Damien pulls her into his world filled with sensuality and secrets, Savannah must determine whether total surrender is freeing or will shatter her beyond repair.
After both of her parents' disappearances, Scarlet Marigold, daughter of an alpha, is forced to live as a servant in the house of her stepmother, who was speculated to have been the cause of her parents' death. As beautiful as she is, Scarlet is regarded as useless and worthless because she is a human, just like her mother. Thinking her life couldn't go any more astray than it had already gone, Scarlet is forced into the bed of a stranger and, that same day, is substituted for being the puppet bride of an Alpha known for his cruelty and heartlessness. What will happen when she finally decides to cut off those strings pulling at her from all angles and, worse, what will change when she finds out that the man who had forced her to his bed was the same cruel alpha she was already coming to love?
Ella Johnson had spent so long wishing that the moon goddess mated her to her best friend, Keith Kingston, who was the son of their alpha. But her best friend rejects her on the spot when this happens and sells her to the Kennedy brothers. Feeling like her life couldn't be more surprising, she soon finds out that all three of the brothers are her mates and each of them is ready to turn the earth upside down for her even though they bully her.
All she wants is to become an heir just to get back at those who taunts her. However, that's only possible if she brings home her husband. Unfortunately, she recently got divorced and that seems impossible. His mission is to eliminate her within 24 hours just so she wouldn't become the heiress. However, things goes awry when he accidentally become her substitute husband and he finds himself unraveling a dark past attached to this woman. Would he be able to eliminate her? Would she become the heiress she wishes to be when everyone wants her dead?
I gulped hard as his breath fanned my face. This was it but then why do I feel mousey. I've waited for this moment, to make him lose everything. It would be the last of him...but... He trapped me between the table, searching my eyes for an answer. His gaze affected me in so many ways. Sweat beads on my face as he tightened his arms around my waist. My heart felt like exploding as i quivered under his hold. We exchanged breath as how heads were pinned together. I could barely concentrate as I fluster my lashes. His hotness simmers through the linen gown I wore. "We shouldn't be doing this" I muttered barely recognizing my voice because it was felt like a weak moan. My wolf glares at him. Her mouth retracted as she barred her teeth. A warning that I shouldn't fall for that. He sighed softly and said; "I know Tricia, but I can't help myself from falling" I almost rolled another line, tried to push him back but he captured my lips, twirling my tongue to his taste. I went numb, not restraining him and the dagger in my hand fell. However, I shuddered in hold when I heard a little voice called; "Dad?" *** She's rejected by her mate on her wedding day and humiliates her. Pained, she runs away, only to return 5 years later as his stepmom. Now that she belongs to his household, it was time to take revenge. What happens when there a deadly secret behind his rejection? Would she gain her revenge on him when an unexpected spark reawakens between them?
Ellie believed that she had everything: a devoted partner in Daniel, a residence, and a bright outlook on life. However, her world comes crashing down after she suffers a great betrayal. As the situation develops, Ellie becomes the stereotypical innocent victim of circumstance in a serious and unexpected turn of events. Eloquent as she may be, Daniel's poisonous words alter the course of her existence, and the courthouse becomes a cage for all her dreams and ambitions where, showering in silence, she is robbed of all her tomorrows. With Daniel in control of the powers that be and her best friend Emily abandoning her, Ellie is thrown into prison, which she perceives as a death sentence. Yet, on her way to the rehabilitation center, a different side of her that she had never known emerges. Daniel may have quite a few things, but he did not anticipate one, which is Ellie's spirit. While Elaine, all this while, has been a puppet conniving spirit for quite some time, the twist comes as she gets sick and tired of the isolation and decides to fight for her life and all that makes her, her. This compelling story of betrayal, strength, and endurance will keep you on the edge of your seat right to the last word. Does Ellie have it in her to rise from the extreme destruction that Daniel has caused to her? Or is that the end for Ellie as Daniel's sadistic tendencies take full charge and crush her completely?
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."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
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.
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.