Being framed by a murder she didn't commit, Claire is being forced to go to prison, leaving her sick mother who died later of a heart attack. Rejected by the love of her life who had refused to believe that she is innocent, she is left with no choice than to accept her fate. Carrying her ex's child she faces challenges in prison and finally puts to bed, only for it to be announced dead. Was it? She is later released from prison, not to start a new life, but to embark on the journey of revenge. Join Claire in the thrilling episodes of DARK SHADES NOT SHADOWS, as she quests for power, wealth and justice.
Claire walked in, eyes darting in every direction,she wore an old khaki shirt and long red pleated skirt, her long silk hair relaxing on her shoulders at both sides, she played with her fingers nervously as the old woman led her to the sitting room, motioning to her to have a seat.
"Sit here and wait, I'll go tell madam that your here."The old woman said thrilled with excitement.
Claire was like a daughter to her, she was friends with her mother and was glad to help her find a job.
Claire savoured every moment, enjoying the sight of the luxurious things, the furnitures, the wallpapers and figurines, such a life was far beyond her reach... she could only dream..
'If only I could go to college' she would always say to herself, for her college was where she needed to be, to fulfill her dream of becoming a Doctor... maybe... maybe...
Mrs Lynn walked in with elegance and poise, head up, without a smile across her lips, she sat on one of the sofas grabbing the news papers, crossing her legs, as the old woman hurried up from a distance, serving her hot chocolate tea.
"So Nanny Kayla says you are looking for a job."She sipped her tea, and cleared her throat, "So tell me do you cook? Can you clean?"She asked, giving Claire that sharp criticizing look...
"I do clean...I once worked as a janitor at one of the hospitals in Brooke's Town in L.A." Claire told her nervously as she pulled out the loose threads that danced at one end of her very old skirt one by one.
"You read and write don't you?"Mrs Lynn asked and Claire felt as if her intestines formed knots in her belly.
"I do."Claire stuttered a bit, and Mrs Lynn raised her eyebrows in doubt. "At least I can try."Claire spoke honestly avoiding her gaze.
"You'll work with Nanny Kayla and assist her in every thing she does, as you can see, she's growing old." She sighed.
Claire could only nod her head as she understood what Mrs Lynn had just said.
"So work will commence tomorrow, I say you pack your things tonight, and move in tomorrow. Don't worry, you'll have the whole night during weekends to spend some time with your family..."She spoke quickly and suddenly became quiet.
Claire looked up at her, "I understand Ma'am." She told her, although the conditions didn't favor her.
"So you may leave," Mrs Lynn got up on her feet, and wore a smile that looked fake, Claire wondered if it was the heavy makeup she wore that looked more like a mask that made it difficult for her to wear a smile on her face.
Claire started off towards the door after thanking Mrs Lynn for accepting her job request. She twisted the door knob and left slamming the door shut behind her.
She took a deep breath looking at the beautiful surroundings, the water fountain and the pretty flowers that sprouted everywhere, well pruned though.
She pulled her hair and hissed.
"Enough of the day dreams Claire." She told herself, gently slapping her chubby cheeks.
She hurried towards the gate, but a complete stranger walked in even before she got there...to the gate.
He was tall, with broad shoulders and a small waist. His eyes were amber, his lips were small and thin, his nose, pointed , with a smooth surface too. His had a brown shoulder length hair and a little mark on his forehead Claire noticed.
Lost in his charm Claire could only stare, she was very naive and shy.
"Good day sir."She greeted, looking at the ground.
The gentleman soon passed, brushing her a little.
Feelings of embarrassment slowly crawled in and Claire hurried out of the compound without wasting so much time.
She couldn't believe he had passed her without a glance, or at least an answer to her greeting.
In a world where love can hardly thrive, unwavering love finds Miguel Ronnes, an Alpha, and Sarah Blackwell, a werewolf hunter, the relationship is built on the foundation of lies and deceit at first, betrayal sets in, and a lot of sacrifices has to be made to make up for past mistakes.One must choose what truly matters the most.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
"I, Erika Blackwood, stand before you, Alexander Robertson, with a heavy heart. I hereby reject you as my mate. The bond we once shared has grown fragile, and my soul yearns for a different path. May you find solace in the love of another, and may we both find the happiness we seek." Alexander didn't say a word and looked at me. But he refused to accept. *********** Erika Blackwood is the next Alpha in line of the Ironclaw Pack. She hides her identity and gets mated to the Alpha of the Moonforest Pack, Alexander Robertson. Three years passed, but Alexander is still unwilling to let go of his childhood sweetheart. Erika is mistreated and eventually framed by the same childhood sweetheart. Now she leaves with that humiliation, and goes back to her pack, swearing vengeance on those who hurt her. They all waited for her to return and beg, but what happens when they realize that the famous Ironclaw Pack that was going to help in the rogue war, was ruled by a woman named, Erika Blackwood. Now her Ex mates want her back. Other Alphas want this woman.. But will she accept any of them? Or will she stay independent forever?...
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.
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
For two years Caitlin quietly wore Isaac's ring, trying to melt the frost from his heart-until his first love returned, pregnant. Devastated and hiding her own pregnancy, Caitlin presented divorce papers. Isaac ripped them apart with a sneer, "Tired of your games already?" Later, Caitlin stormed back into the spotlight-a billionaire designer with endless admirers. Desperate, Isaac pinned her to the wall, pleading, "Honey, give me one more chance."