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?
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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.
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"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
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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!"
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
"Love is blind!" Lucinda abandoned her beautiful and comfortable life because of a man. She married him and slaved off for him for three long years. One day, the scales finally fell off her eyes. She realized that all her efforts were in vain. Her husband, Nathaniel still treated her like shit. All he cared about was his lover. "Enough is enough! I quit wasting my years with an ungrateful man!" Lucinda's heart was shattered into many pieces, but she summoned up the courage to ask for a divorce. The news caused a stir online! A filthy rich young woman recently got divorced? She was a good catch! Countless CEOs and handsome young men immediately swarmed to her like bees to honey! Nathaniel couldn't take it anymore. He held a press conference and begged with teary eyes, "I love you, Lucinda. I can't live without you. Please come back to me." Would Lucinda give him a second chance? Read to find out!
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