Susan was unable to handle the cruel reality of witnessing her mother's death when she was only eight years old, and ended up blacking out and losing her memory. When she regained consciousness, Richie was the first person she saw, announcing himself as her fiance. Their engagement party was to be held on her eighteenth birthday, but was ruined by the arrival of Kirk! He had been missing for ten years. She didn't even recognize him; he was the one she had once promised to marry. She was his and he would not let anyone take her away from him.
A boy and girl were standing in front of the wishing fountain in Roma Square. The girl's thick, wavy hair was luscious and her eyes were like two big grapes. Her long eyelashes fluttered like butterflies above her eyes. She looked like an angel that fell into the mortal world with her pearl white skin and white lace dress.
The boy's flaxen hair shone in the sun, and his skin was as delicate as porcelain while his eyes sparkled like sapphires. His thin lips were like roses, noble and elegant. The beautiful twosome attracted the attention of all the tourists around them.
"Susan, what's your wish?" The boy held the girl's hand and caressed her cheek softly.
"I wish to be Kirk's beautiful bride when I grow up." Kirk Criss held Susan Leng in his arms and she raised her head, awaiting his reply.
"Okay, Susan. Promise me that we will never leave each other," said Kirk Criss, hugging the little girl tightly. He lowered his head and gave her a feathery-soft kiss.
"The deal has been sealed. Kirk can only be Susan's. Ha-ha!" Susan Leng stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on his lips. Kirk Criss held the little girl more tightly, fearing that she would fall down.
This endearing scene made the tourists around them stop and watch. "These two children are amazing." "They are so beautiful." "Their love is so pure." "They have touched my soul."
Susan Leng was seven years old that year and Kirk Criss was twelve.
In a traditional house, an eight-year-old girl watched in horror as a man in black pointed a gun at her mother. She didn't know what they were talking about.
Suddenly, her mother fell to the ground motionlessly. The man in black turned around and left. The girl did not see his face. She did not know who the man was and why he shot her mother.
She threw herself on the corpse and wailed, "Mommy, don't sleep! Open your eyes and look at Susan. I will be very obedient and won't make you angry again. Mommy, you said you would buy me a doll.
How can you forget? Wake up!"
Seeing that her mother didn't move and her face remained expressionless, Susan Leng shook her chest and cried, "Mommy, you said that you would take me to the amusement park tomorrow for my birthday. How could you lie to me?"
However, that woman didn't wake up despite her distraught daughter's persistent efforts. Susan Leng's tears wet her clothes.
The wind blew wildly into the house, and whipped up Susan Leng's long hair and bloodied clothes.
A chill passed through her frail body, making her curl up and snuggle up to her stiff mother.
All of a sudden, a bolt of lightning streaked through the dark sky, followed by a deafening thunder. Susan shrieked and covered her ears tightly. She trembled and her frightened eyes darted around. The dark night was like a devil. She quivered and kept repeating in disbelief, "No! No!"
Another thunderous boom tore through the air. Panicking, Susan realized she could not stay here any longer. The metallic smell of blood permeated the air in the room. She dashed out of the house, running along the winding path desperately.
She kept running manically as if a ghost was chasing her. She lost her shoes but continued sprinting barefoot on the stony path. Susan couldn't feel the pain piercing her feet, as she left a trail of blood on the path behind her.
She didn't know how long she had been running nor how far she had run. All she knew was that she was about to collapse.
Her long hair was splattered across her beautiful little face, which was now stained with blood, and her wet clothes clung to her as the rain lashed her body. At this moment, Susan looked like a corpse crawling out of the grave.
Suddenly, a luxurious black car came hurtling towards her. Susan couldn't open her eyes because of the dazzling headlights. Overcome by exhaustion, she fainted in front of the black car.
The car screeched to a halt and a middle-aged man in an elegant suit jumped out of the car. He rushed over to Susan and bent to check if she was breathing. Feeling her moist, hot breath, he breathed a sigh of relief. Turning back to the person in the car, he called, "Sir, she is still alive."
"Come here quickly and carry her into the car. Are you going to let her freeze to death in this heavy rain?" A young male voice came from the car.
"But..." The driver was about to protest, but was interrupted by the young man.
"Get her into the car! Don't make me angry!" warned the man again.
Holding Susan in his arms, the driver sighed helplessly as he walked towards the vehicle. "Why is such a little girl running on the road at night?"
"Help me. I don't want to die. I want to live..." Susan reached out a bloody hand and clutched the driver's clothes tightly.
This got the attention of the young man in the car. He stared at the petite figure and asked coldly, "Why should I save you?"
Susan struggled to hold on to the last bit of her strength. She looked into the young man's eyes and said bravely, "As long as I live, everything I have is yours."
"What's your name?"
"My name is Susan Leng. I'll be eight years old tomorrow."
The boy looked at her with a mix of interest and intrigue. Her face was dirty and he couldn't tell what was going on in her mind. But her amber eyes were pure and her will to survive was fierce.
"You are very beautiful and I like you very much," said the young man, leaning closer to Susan.
Pacified by his words, Susan gave in to the exhaustion and passed out. She knew that the boy would save her.
When she woke up, she found herself lying in a big, soft bed. An icy voice drew her attention. "You're finally awake."
Susan saw a young man sprawled out lazily on the sofa. He was incredibly handsome. She looked at him and asked, "Who are you? Why am I here?"
The boy looked at her in confusion. Realizing that she had lost her memory because of the trauma, an idea flashed in his mind. "Well, I am your fiance, Richie Ye," he said wickedly.
"Richie Ye? You are my fiance. Then who am I?" Susan asked, feeling disoriented.
"You are Susan Leng and you're eight years old. This is your home now and you should always by my side." The teenager's slender fingers covered her delicate, fair face.
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?
Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, poseesive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved-dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
"Listen, Gadreel Ødegaar," she looked at him, not hesitating this time. "It's my anniversary present for you. Let's divorce." *** Ivory Remington had sacrificed five years to look after her husband Gadreel who was in a vegetative state after an accident and a few months ago, he finally awakened like a miracle. She thought it was the start of their happy life but Gadreel still had no heart for her. On their anniversary and her birthday, she received a cheating video of her dear husband and her stepsister. Heartbroken, Ivory chose to quit this stupid game. She decided to set him free but the reason she left on the divorce agreement pierced Gadreel's noble pride. *** "Impotent? Are you serious?" He gripped her wrist and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes. "I'm a woman, Gadreel. I'm tired of being in a sexless marriage. Let's end it once and for all." "Sexless, huh?" he chuckled lowly and without warning grabbed her chin in between his hands, pulling her face closer. "Turns out my wife was so eager to get a man between her legs? "
"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?...
"Leonard Bryant is a man of the hour in Sea City. He has won the Pritzker Prize at a young age, which is considered as Nobel Prize in the architecture field. An architectural drawing of his can be auctioned to hundreds of millions yuan. Everyone takes him as an architectural design talent. But everyone also thinks he is gay because of his frequent refusal of women. Ashley Powell has been taking Leonard as her idol and loving Leonard for several years. For him, Ashley chooses to learn architectural design during university. As the saying goes, "when there is a will, there is a way", she finally gets the chance to work in Bryant Group after her graduation. At the graduation ceremony, Ashley was coaxed by her classmates to test if Leonard is gay. A little drunk Ashley came to Leonard's room, then .... 'Who says this man is gay? He is not gay but a beast!' Ashley thinks."