Angela, a powerful and hardworking werewolf who had suffered terrible heartbreak and shame. Her mate, the one she was meant for, rejected her, leaving her humiliated. The agony of his rejection caused the collapse of her family, as she couldn't bring herself to forgive him for what he did. Desperate to escape the grief and disorder, Angela left her pack and moved to the human city to start anew. There, she began to rebuild her life, finding a small sense of peace and direction. But just as things were settling down, fate had other plans for her.
Angela's Point of View
It only takes a single moment to destroy someone's entire world. One minute, I was so happy, living life to the fullest, my heart light and my smile always bright. Then, in the blink of an eye, all that joy slipped away, leaving me in a darkness so thick I could hardly breathe. Sadness wrapped itself around me, filling every part of me with endless tears and silent cries that I couldn't stop.
I stood there, staring at the house, my heart breaking as tears streamed down my face. That place had been my everything, and in mere moments, everything within me had shifted.
"Mom, where did you put the board? I can't find it," I called out as I searched the storage room, hoping for a response. But silence answered me, and a sense of unease began creeping in.
"Mom!" I called out again, louder this time, straining to hear any sound. But there was nothing. I turned my head, trying to catch any sound, any hint of movement. Something felt wrong.
Then, like a whisper in my mind, I heard her voice. "Don't come out of the storage," she warned, her words echoing in my thoughts.
"What? Why?" I asked, confusion and worry settling in.
"Stay put. I'll be there soon," she said, her voice tight. My chest tightened in response as anxiety crept in. I took a deep breath, catching a familiar scent that made my heart race-the blocking powder we used during hunts to mask our scent-it was already in the air.
Then, the storage door creaked open, and there she was, my mom, standing there with wide eyes, her breath quick and shallow. She looked like she had seen something terrible, something haunting.
"What's happening, Mom?" I tried to ask, my voice unsteady, but before I could finish, she raised a finger to her lips, silencing me.
"Not now," she whispered.
"Baby girl, you have to do me a favor, okay? You have to stay here, quiet. Quiet! Don't say a word, okay?" she said in a rush, her gaze constantly flicking toward the door.
"What's going on? At least tell me what's happening. The atmosphere is so tense, and why is the powder here? Do we have uninvited guests?" I asked non-stop, anxiety lacing my voice.
"My love, this isn't the time for questions. Keep your curiosity to yourself, or you'll end up where you don't want to be," she said quickly, her tone firm but filled with fear.
"What's wrong with wanting to know what's going on?" I asked, trying to hide my frustration.
"I'm sorry, but I can't tell you anything right now," she said quickly. She glanced over her shoulder before turning back to me with urgency.
"Use this on yourself to hide your scent. I need to go back before they start looking for me. I don't want them to find you," she said, glancing anxiously toward the door. She shoved a small tube into my hands and rushed out, securing the door behind her.
Who were they? I moved quietly toward the door but before I could reach it, it opened suddenly. I gasped, then sighed in relief when I saw it was only my mom.
"I told you to stay put, didn't I?" she said angrily.
"I was just worried about you, I don't..." I tried to explain, but she suddenly grabbed the tube from my hand and poured the contents over me.
"Don't worry about me, worry about yourself," she said calmly, caressing my face gently. She pushed me into the corner.
"Sit here and stay calm, wait for me or make yourself safe," she said softly before kissing my forehead and hugging me tightly.
"Be safe. Stay alive," she whispered before walking out again, shutting the door behind her.
I sat in silence, trying to tune in on the sounds outside. There were so many mixed scents in the air-powder, blood, sweat, and something else I couldn't quite place. Were my parents out there? The maids? Our guards? They were struggling, their voices faint and desperate, talking to someone terrifying.
I crawled from my corner and moved to the door, pushing it open slightly. Almost instantly, regret hit me. My mom was being held by the throat by a large thug, her legs dangling in the air.
I counted five figures in total-one holding my mom, three standing by someone I couldn't fully see. Where was my dad? I gasped when I finally saw him, kneeling at the feet of a man sitting in my father's favorite chair.
A scent hit me, and I turned just in time to see a massive reddish-brown wolf approaching me, blood smeared across its mouth.
I quickly shut the door, crawling back into my hiding place and grabbing a bear costume to cover myself. I waited until the coast seemed clear before venturing out again.
They were still talking, voices low and indistinct. My mom and dad were pleading. Then, suddenly, the man in the chair grabbed my dad by the neck, his nails digging into his skin.
I gasped, covering my mouth to stifle the sob that escaped me. My mom's eyes met mine briefly, and for a moment, we held each other's gaze before she turned away, quiet as a whisper.
"...love you so much, sorry... sorry I failed you... but you mustn't fail yourself," I heard him whisper faintly before he collapsed, dead, his eyes wide open and staring straight at me.
"Please..." I heard my mom's voice tremble.
"...I got blood on me..." the voice brushed past my ear. That voice...!
Thud! Without warning, my mom's body fell limp, blood covering her face. I shuddered in terror as I watched her fight for her life.
"We're sorry, baby! We love you. I'm sorry our time together is cut short. You have to live, you must survive. You're the only one left. But please, try to forget this image... I'm sorry..." she pleaded as I screamed silently in my mind.
I reached for the door knob, about to rush to my parents' lifeless bodies, when the man suddenly turned, locking eyes with me. Oh no!
I remembered my mom's words, "Be safe, stay alive. You have to live, you must survive, you're the only one left. We love you." I had to survive!
"Go get her!" he shouted.
Sarah had planned her life to follow in the footsteps of her father and become a well known renowned journalist. She was on the verge of completing her journalism course when her father had to marry her off in an arranged marriage to the son of a powerful mayor, Andrew. A closed door agreement to save his company.
Sarah thought her marriage was her chance at happiness after a lifetime of hardship. She believed Jake, her husband, loved her, but dark secrets emerge, exposing that she is only a stand-in for Isabel, his brother's wife. Isabel, a woman who took over Sarah's life and stole her chance at gratitude, controls Sarah's world with manipulation and cruelty. As Sarah's pregnancy and plans to escape unravel, she discovers a way out with the surprising return of a man thought lost forever. But can she escape the cage they've built around her, or is it too late?
The last thing Amelia wanted after her breakup was drama that put her on her toes, but that wasn't going to happen anytime soon with Billionaire playboy Alexander Sinclair on her heels. Alexander Sinclair had a bad habit, he just couldn't take no for an answer no matter what it was. So when he had made a drastic move to ask Amelia out on a date in an interview when the entire world was watching and she outrightly disregarded him, he saw that as a challenge. No one had ever rejected him before until her. So the chase began.
Sophia, who everyone thought was a human was mated to the next to be Alpha of the Crescent moon park, Abel. Abel hated the fact that he was mated to a human and a human would become his luna. Abel wanted a strong mate that would become a luna, he wanted to become the strongest alpha that the Crest moon pack have ever had and he wanted a strong luna by his side. Sophia had overheard Abel talking to his friends about how he didn't like her and wanted to reject her. Sophia was heart broken, she had tried so hard for Abel to accept her. As Abel rejected her as his Luna Sophia could not hold the pain, so far nobody wanted her, she had caused so much pain to her adopted family, people insulted them cause they adopted her. Sophia ran out the pack in tears, she was eager to end her life, eager to free everyone from her weak self. Abel wants her gone, he wants her dead, maybe it was her time to finally go. Sophia ran to the mountains with tears and a broken heart she jumped down the cliff into the water.
Synopsis Onika Orion, a self-made publicist and artist, is stunned when Nathan McAlison, the billionaire who broke her heart seven years ago, reappears in her life. Nathan, under pressure from his company's board to marry or lose his job, turns to Onika for help. Onika is deeply wounded by their past, and she is determined to hold him accountable for the awful agony he caused. Nathan's unexpected proposal throws Onika into a flurry of emotions and decisions. She initially sees it as an opportunity for vengeance, but as she spends more time with Nathan, old emotions surface, testing her resolve. To make matters worse, Nathan's manipulative mother, Willow, and his deceitful fiancée, Gina, intend to destroy Onika's future. As Onika navigates these perilous waters, she discovers an unexpected friend in Kent Leonard, Nathan's business adversary with his own grudge. Kent's reasons, however, become increasingly questionable as his obsession with Onika grows. The tension builds to a climax as Onika learns the truth about Nathan's past and Kent's deception. A series of dramatic encounters occur, culminating in a final clash that puts everyone's life in danger. In a thrilling climax, Onika must choose whether to forgive Nathan and pursue a future with him, or to allow her need for vengeance consume them both. Contract Marriage with My Billionaire Ex is a thrilling story of love, retribution, and redemption, complete with twists, betrayals, and an unlikely romance.
HOW DO YOU FLUSH TWELVE years of marriage down the drain? Can you flush twelve years of marriage down the drain? When Richard, Flora's husband of a dozen years, tells her that he fathered a child outside of their marriage, her whole life plan is turned upside down. While she freely admits that she's been married to her career, she thought they were on the same page: she'd make partner at her corporate law firm, his construction firm would thrive, and then they'd start a family. They'd be financially secure – creating a life without the money worries they both grew up with. That's why Flora couldn't process what Richard was telling her.
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
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."
We've been married for three years, but I've never truly had his love. When his childhood sweetheart returned, just as promised, all I was met with were the cold, glaring divorce papers. "If I were carrying our child, would you still choose to divorce?" I asked, holding onto the faintest glimmer of hope, making one last desperate plea. His response, as expected, was just as cold as ever. "Yes." I closed my eyes, choking back tears, and finally chose to let go-to honor his decision. Years later, my heart had turned to ash. Lying in a hospital bed, I trembled as I signed the divorce papers. "Alexander, from this moment on, we owe each other nothing..." What I never saw coming was the ruthless, decisive CEO kneeling at my bedside, his voice hoarse, almost broken, as he pleaded, "Vivienne, don't divorce me... please."
He hates her so much but she feels so safe with him... Orla Sullivan is the seventh and last daughter of Arnold Sullivan. She is a young girl who is loathed and rejected by every member of her family. Though a Sullivan, Orla lived a solitary life until she met Callan Barlowe at an uninvited dinner in her home. Callan Barlowe is a ruthless billionaire, a man whose aura exudes dominance and agitation. He believes in working hard to make money and when he needs to relax; sleeping with high-class hoes is not an option, but a must-do for him. Marriage is not included in the list of things he has to do in life, but his mother wants him to get married at all costs. Callan's and Orla's worlds collided and now, Orla's life is about to completely veer around from worse to something more inimical because she's about to get married to Callan Barlowe; the ruthless billionaire boss who doesn't give a shit about anyone.