Growing up, Georgia was made to believe that she wasn't a werewolf. Her mother had always warned her strictly to stay away from werewolves, stating that they were wild beasts with no empathy in them. But in a sudden turn of events, Georgia accidentally crashes into Alpha Damian, and they make love together. After finding out that she wasn't a werewolf and she was now carrying his child, Alaric strikes a deal with her - engage in a contract marriage with him, and act like she was an actual werewolf in order to save his reputation.Well, what happens when she eventually uncovers her true identity as a werewolf? What happens when she finds out that the man she had fallen deeply in love with was the same person responsible for her parents death?Will her true mate eventually find her and save her from the evil monster she had gotten married to?
"You look absolutely stunning, darling. You really cannot wait to reunite with your lover, huh?" Aunt Emilia said with a grin which spread from ear to ear.I nodded happily at her words and turned back to the mirror as if to confirm what she just said.I returned my gaze at her, my smile radiant. "Thank you, aunt." I said in a shy tone. "Of course, I can't wait to see him. He means just so much to me, and I can't trade our love for anything.""Uhh... I see. Someone is in love here." She teased and we both burst out in laughter at the joke.
Then her smile suddenly faltered, her face squeezed into a pale, sad look.I walked up to her and crouched beside her as soon as I noticed the sudden switch in her countenance. "What's going on, aunt? You don't seem happy." I asked, worried.I couldn't get myself to sit back and watch her in that mood. Aunt Emilia has been everything for me ever since my parents died.She had taken me in her arms, tending to every one of my needs like a mother would do to her daughter. She was the absolute best thing that ever happened to me after my parents demise, and right now, I was willing to repay her in a thousand fold. I didn't want her to feel any kind of pain- not even the slightest pain.She sniffed and lowered her head. Her face dug into her palms as she let out muffled sobs. Then she raised her head up at me, tears clouding her eyes."I wish my sister and her husband were here to witness the success of their only daughter. They suffered so much for this day, but they are not here to witness it." She said, tearing up even more.My blood went shrill, my emotions rising. I wrapped my hand around her shoulder, fighting back the tears which tried to force its way out of my eyes.I patted her on the back, feigning a smile. "Everything is going to be fine, aunt. I just need you to stop bothering your heart with the past events of our lives. Everything is in the past now and I know for sure that my parents are proud of me - even in death.""No, you don't seem to get it, Georgia." She said, now turning to face me. She gripped my hands in hers. "Your parents were the best supporters. They always prayed for this day, but now that it's here, they are not alive to witness it. It sucks...it really does."A teardrop escaped from her eyes, falling on my wrist. I opened my arms and embraced her in a tight hug, feeling her warmth in mine.Watching her look that way only heightened my emotions, and I sure wasn't in the mood to be sad-not yet. It was my big moment and that was enough reason already to be happy."I understand you perfectly well and I can tell exactly how you feel. But at the same time, I don't want you to harm yourself."She nodded and offered me a little smile. "Alright, I've heard you." She said and wiped off the tears on her face. "What next right now?""Oh, I was just getting my luggage ready. I will be leaving in an hour so I don't miss the flight.""Okay... Make it snappy then. I can't afford to let you miss this opportunity to see the one dear to you." ~As soon as it was 3pm, I picked up my luggages and took it into the trunk of the car. Aunt Emilia got into the driver's seat, gearing the car to life.I got into the car shortly, and she zoomed off without saying a word to me. There was an awkward silence between us as we only exchanged occasional glances at each other.Aunt Emilia's eyes filled with emotions, and even though she tried to hide it, I could tell that my journey to an entirely different country was going to affect her deeply.As we pulled up at the airport, she got out quickly and hurried to my side, opening the door with care. She held it ajar until I had fully stepped out of the car.Afterwards, she headed towards the trunk to get the luggages. I couldn't help but admire her enthusiasm despite the fact that she didn't seem to look so happy earlier.We got into the airport lounge, and I approached the checkpoint with my luggage. I waved my last goodbye to Aunt Emilia as she drove off, and that was when I realized that I was actually more attached to her than I could imagine.A wave of loneliness engulfed me as soon as she was gone. All through the flight, I kept to myself, thinking about everything she had told me before leaving.In less than three hours, we finally arrived at our destination.I checked out from the airport and booked a ride to Steven's house. As the car sped by the busy road, I couldn't help but admire the beauty of the city.Everything seemed to have changed in just two years of being away.I had only been away for two years but it felt like I was gone for an eternity. I could only imagine what Steven's reaction would be as soon as he saw me.My grin spread from ear to ear at the mere thought of seeing him again. I got to his estate, and the security welcomed me in, and the car sped on to his apartment.Alighting from the car, I paid the driver and took out the luggages in the car's trunk. Excited, I headed straight for Steven's room but stopped in my tracks when a certain voice danced into my ears. My heart skipped a beat, and I leaned against the narrow walls to get a grip on myself."Oh yes! Steve! Right there!" A woman's erotic voice filled the air, and I froze at the spot.
A billionaire in need of a wife. A struggling artist in need of hope. A contract meant to keep emotions out-until hearts get in the way. Aiden Thorn doesn't believe in love. After a painful betrayal, the tech mogul only trusts logic, control, and contracts. But when his late grandfather's will forces him to marry within 30 days to inherit the Thorn Estate, Aiden makes a bold offer to a fiery stranger. Elena Reyes has lost everything-her father, her financial stability, and soon, her family's gallery. When Aiden proposes a six-month marriage contract that could save her legacy, she reluctantly signs on the dotted line. But what starts as a business deal spirals into a tempest of stolen glances, heated arguments, and undeniable passion. As secrets from their pasts emerge and rivals plot to tear them apart, Aiden and Elena are forced to confront the truth: this contract may have started with signatures, but it's their hearts on the line. Will love be enough to overcome betrayal, or will their deal shatter before it can truly begin?
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage because he wanted to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents,she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corporation. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafael's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.