"It's either you get married to me right here and right now or I'll kill everyone in this place immediately." Orion said, his voice laced with authority. . . . . When brilliant and ambitious Hazel is forced to marry Orion Gunnar, the ruthless mafia boss, her life is turned upside down. Orion's obsession with Hazel drives him to destroy everything in his path, including his own family, and tearing her away from Nathaniel, her crush from college. Now Hazel had to marry the man who terrifies her.
I sat in front of the mirror, I couldn't help but think about how real this moment felt. I was actually getting married to Nathaniel, the guy I had been crushing on for years, and it was all thanks to the scholarship that had given me the opportunity to attend Columbia University.
There I was, walking in the bustling hallways of that prestigious institution, that our paths had first crossed in a literal sense, his shoulder had collided with mine, and as I turned to face him, our eyes had met, and I had been struck by the warmth and kindness that radiated from his gaze. I had fallen in love with him at first sight, I would have never believed if someone told me that I will get married to him one day.
He looked at me with concern, " are you okay?" He asked.
I....I am fine, thanks," I mumble the words out of my lips. My heart was racing and I became nervous.
He looked at me with the most beautiful smile, " Thank Goodness you're fine, I'm sorry I hit you, I am in a hurry, I need to get my stuff from the chancellor's office." He said, his voice soft and sweet.
I couldn't help but admire him, " it's okay, I should not waste your time." I said.
"Thanks" he said, with a calm expression as he ran down the hall.
And now it was hard to believe that my first love was now standing at the altar, waiting for me. As I prepared to spend the rest of my life with him, I felt a sense of joy and gratitude that was hard to put into words.
I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, taking in the beautiful white wedding dress that adorned my body. The gown was a stunning masterpiece, with intricate diamond glitters that sparkled in the light. It was a simple yet unique design that hug my curves and made me feel like a princess. I felt like the luckiest person alive to be wearing such a gorgeous dress on my special day.
My parents had always been supportive of my dreams, and I knew they were thrilled to see me marrying the love of my life. My mom's hands rested gently on my shoulders, and as I met her gaze in the mirror, I saw tears welling up in her eyes.
"You look absolutely beautiful, Hazel," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. I felt a lump form in my throat as I smiled back at her, and a single tear rolled down my cheek as I replied, "Thanks, Mom." I took a deep breath, savoring the moment, and feeling like the luckiest person alive.
Just then, I heard a knocked on the door and my dad came in. His eyes were filled with joy, surprise, and sadness. He had never seen me look so beautiful before. "You look absolutely beautiful, my little girl," he said, trying to hold back tears. I smiled slightly, feeling a tear roll down my cheek. "Thank you, Dad."
He sighed, looking at me with a mix of emotions. "I still think of you as my little baby, but now you're all grown up, 22 years old and getting married. It's hard to believe." He smiled, but his eyes showed concern. "I hope he treats you well. I'm a bit worried because of his family and the kind of dangerous things they're involved with, but I trust you. You love him, and I want you to be happy so I'll trust him with you."
I reassured him, "Don't worry, Dad. He loves me too, and he'll protect me." My dad smiled, but his expression still showed worry. I knew I had to prove to him that everything would be okay.
"Now it's time for me to take you to the altar," my dad said, his voice filled with emotion as he gazed at me with tears in his eyes. My mom helped me adjust my dress, making sure every fold and crease was perfect. I took a deep breath, feeling a mix of nerves and happiness as I prepared to walk down the aisle. My dad offered me his arm, and I took it, feeling a sense of comfort and security as we walked towards the door.
As we made our way through the venue, the guests applauded, their faces smiling and joyful. I felt like a princess, my beautiful white wedding dress shimmering in the light. My hair was styled perfectly, and my makeup was subtle yet elegant. I had never felt more beautiful in my life.
As we approached Nathaniel, my soon-to-be husband, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness. He looked handsome in his tailored tuxedo, his eyes locked on mine as we exchanged a tender smile. My dad handed me over to Nathaniel, who took my hand and pulled me close. His smile was captivating, and he whispered, "You look stunning, Hazel." I blushed and replied, "Thanks, you look great too."
The moment was magical, and I felt like I was on top of the world. But our tender moment was short-lived. Suddenly, a convoy of black cars screeched to a halt outside the venue, the sound of tires squealing and cars crashing echoing through the air. The guests gasped in shock, and I felt Nathaniel's grip on my hand tighten.
Gang members poured out of the cars, armed with guns and knives, their faces twisted with menace. They looked like they meant business, and I could feel the atmosphere turn tense and fearful. I glanced at my parents, who looked worried and scared, their eyes fixed on the gang members.
My heart racing, I watched as one of the gang members opened the door of a car, and Orion stepped out. He was tall, handsome, and exuded an aura of fearlessness and power. His eyes scanned the room, his gaze locking onto mine with an intensity that made my heart skip a beat. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he began to walk towards us, his movements confident and deliberate.
Nathaniel's grip on my hand tightened, and I could feel his body tense beside me. I knew that something was about to go terribly wrong, and I couldn't help but wonder what Orion wanted. Why had he crashed our wedding, and what did he plan to do next?
When ruthless alpha Dante destroys her pack, Luna Aria is sent 5,000 years back in time to exact her revenge. But as she infiltrates Dante's life, becoming his mate and earning his love, Aria's heart betrays her. Torn between loyalty and passion, she must choose, destroy the man she loves, or risk everything to forge a new future together. Can their bond overcome the bloodstained past, or will the thirst for power tear them apart?
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
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.
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
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. .