She fell deeply in love with him, and later found out that he might be the monster who murdered her parents in cold blood. However, a vow she made to him stopped her from killing him the first time, but what will she do when she meets him again?
She fell deeply in love with him, and later found out that he might be the monster who murdered her parents in cold blood. However, a vow she made to him stopped her from killing him the first time, but what will she do when she meets him again?
"La, la, la, la, la, the sky is so blue. The earth looks deep green, and the sun is pretty. Haha, I feel like a bird flying out of its cage." Snow said as she twirled around the rustic iron pole.
Angel stared at her with admiration in his eyes as Snow spun. He could not stop himself from smiling when he gazed at the excitement in her eyes.
"This feeling is amazing. The wind is in my hair, and my worries are flowing away with the breeze. I can touch the sky from where I stand." Snow energetically said before smiling back at Angel, who could not keep his eyes off her.
"Okay, I feel dizzy and weak. I think I am going to puke now." She told her friend in a shaking tone.
He rushed toward her as she was about to hit the ground and grabbed her in his arms. Snow then wrapped her hands around his neck to balance herself.
Angel wore a worried expression on his face and looked at her with sad eyes when he stared at her. Snow then pulled herself away from his embrace and let out a depressing sound.
" Uh, what is wrong with your face? Stop acting pathetic and twist along with me. Let us ship all of our pain with the wind and free ourselves from life's worries and problems. Angel, take my hands, and don't let go." She said.
Snow suddenly reaches out to hold his hands, and he smiles and nods his head. Angel then held onto her hand tightly and spun along with her.
His smile widened every time Snow let out a playful giggle, and his yellow eyes seemed to focus on her entirely.
Regardless of how hard they turned, he did not seem drowsy, but Snow appeared to be getting unstable in her movement. She could not endure any longer. Her vision was getting dim, and her surroundings were growing dusky.
Snow closed her eyes and felt herself falling to the ground. However, her body landed on something soft. Her eyelids slightly lifted, and she gazed at those dreamy pair of yellow eyes before resting her head on his chest and falling asleep.
Angel did not move a muscle, nor did he make a sound. He wanted Snow to rest and release her mind from her problems. She has been restless since they met in the morning till now, and Angel disliked watching those beautiful brown eyes worried.
Time drifted by, but that did not bother him. Finally, after thirty minutes had passed, Snow somewhat woke up from her sleep. She raised her head and noticed Angel gazing at her.
Once the sleep had partly left her system, Snow realized that she was resting on top of Angel's body.
"Your eyelashes are so long, and your eyes look cute with their yellow color. You seem quite handsome right now." She whispered to him.
He smiled, then she giggled a bit and rested her head back on his chest. However, the beat of his heart made Snow realize that she was not dreaming, and the sleep immediately left her.
"Oh my God, I am so sorry." She cried as she attempted to get off him.
However, she was lured back on to his chest. Snow became confused as to why she could not stand up. Then, she realizes that he was still holding onto her hands all this time.
"Angel, let go of my hand!" She shouted at him before forcefully withdrawing her hands from his grip.
He did as she said, and Snow hastily got off him and sat on the grass. Her heart was pounding violently in her chest, and her ears turned pink.
Angel turned his head away from her and stared at the broken fence that surrounded the abandoned house.
"Is he mad?" Snow thought, then bit her lower lip when she realized that she might have hurt Angel because of her reaction.
"I am sorry. It was not my intention to be this hash. We are friends, and I do not want to give the wrong signal." Snow stated.
However, Angel did not seem moved by her apology, and his face remained in its previous position.
"How about I promise you as your friend, I will not leave your hand ever again. I will not abandon or hurt you. And I will pardon you when you wrong me. I will also stay by your side in this life and the next. What do you think?" Snow said before laying down on the grass and focusing on the sky.
Angel turned his head and looked down at Snow. As her heart strived to keep calm, she shifted her focus away from the clouds and settled it on him.
"We can make this our friendship oath." Snow said and bounced off the ground in excitement.
Later, she calmed down from the rush of excitement after seeing that Angel looked blank.
"You don't understand what I am talking about." She asked him.
Angel's facial expression remained the same, and Snow took that as his way of saying yes to her question.
"Okay, I will go first. I, Snow Wright promises to stay friends with Angel forever. I promise to protect and stand by him no matter what happens in our lives. Okay! Angel, it is your turn to say your vow." She uttered to him.
However, he did not appear enthusiastic about making such an avowal to her. Instead, Angel shook his head in disagreement.
"You do not want to make a vow?" Snow asked him.
Angel nodded his head. He could not afford to make such a promise to her. After all, they were never meant to be friends in this life but enemies.
"Oh, I see. That's fine with me. But I am still keeping my promise to you." She replied.
Her voice sounded cracked as though she was about to burst out in tears, yet she held back her cry so she wouldn't make him feel bad about refusing to make the vow.
'He was the want who felt neglected in the first place. Now he's refusing my offer to be there for him.' Snow thought, feeling more hurt.
Despite his mission and what he has to do to her in the future, Angel still found himself torn into a series of dilemmas when he saw the sadness in Snow's eyes.
'I didn't mean for us to get this far. Now I can't even bear to see you hurt. How am I going to carry out my order if I am this entangled with my enemy?' Angel thought as he struggled to handle his emotions.
He was about to apologize to Snow with sign language, but they were interrupted.
"Look, it is the freak and the weirdo who decided to be friends with the freak."
A voice called out from the abandoned house's back door, and they turned to see Kelvin standing against the door.
"What do you want, Kelvin?" Snow asked in a frustrating tone.
Kelvin left the doorway, marched toward them, and seized Snow by the hand.
"Your mother entrusted me to find you. You know she despises this freak. She is going to be enraged when she discovers that you were with him again. Just quit hanging out with this dork and come back to the old gang?" He said before pulling Snow away from Angel.
"Kelvin, stop it. You are hurting me." Snow screamed as she tried to remove her hand from his grasp.
Angel became enraged as he watched the tears rushing from Snow's eyes.
He then stepped up to Kelvin and punched him in the face. His hit left Kelvin bleeding from his lips, which angered Kelvin. The fight was on, and Kelvin was not holding back.
He let go of Snow's hand and delivered a forceful punch against Angel's stomach, which sent him a few steps back.
Kelvin then hit Angel in the face before elbowing him to the ground. With no delay, Kelvin started hitting Angel everywhere on his body, implanting bloody injuries from several punches.
"Leave him alone! Please, I am begging you to stop beating him!" Snow cried as she fell to her knees in tears.
Rake disappeared from Ava's life the day of their anniversary celebration, and after years had passed, he resurfaced at her door asking for her help with a bullet wound on his side. He then left early the next morning and Ava thought he was gone for good, until an incident got her caught up in the other side of Rake's life that he had tried so hard to keep her out of, and now it was Rake's duty to protect Ava from the danger that she got involved in because of him.
Everyone who should have been there for Li Na betrayed her. After she died, a soul transferred from the twenty-first century and sowed revenge on her behalf.
Carmen was in one-sided love, and she didn't know that until she got married to Liam, her high school crush. After getting married to him, his attitude towards her changed. But Carmen stayed in the marriage and endured his inappropriate behavior towards her. However, everything changed when she met Dax, and she later found out that he was her husband's best friend. When Liam realized that there was more to Carmen and Dax's friendship, he knew for sure that he wanted Carmen all to himself.
I spent four hours preparing a five-course meal for our fifth anniversary. When Jackson finally walked into the penthouse an hour late, he didn't even look at the table. He just dropped a thick Manila envelope in front of me and told me he was done. He said his stepsister, Davida, was getting worse and needed "stability." I wasn't his wife; I was a placeholder, a temporary fix he used until the woman he actually loved was ready to take my place. Jackson didn't just want a divorce; he wanted to erase me. He called me a "proprietary asset," claiming that every design I had created to save his empire belonged to him. He froze my bank accounts, cut off my phone, and told me I’d be nothing without his name. Davida even called me from her hospital bed to flaunt the family heirloom ring Jackson claimed was lost, mocking me for being "baggage" that was finally being cleared out. I stood in our empty home, realizing I had spent five years being a martyr for a man who saw me as a transaction. I couldn't understand how he could be so blind to the monster he was protecting, or how he could discard me so coldly after I had given him everything. I grabbed my hidden sketchbook, shredded our wedding portrait, and walked out into the rain. I dialed a number I hadn't touched in years—a dangerous man known as The Surgeon who dealt in debts and shadows. I told him I was ready to pay his price. Jackson and Davida wanted to steal my identity, but I was about to show the world the literal scars they had left behind.
Narine never expected to survive. Not after what was done to her body, mind, and soul. But fate had other plans. Rescued by Supreme Alpha Sargis, the kingdom's most feared ruler, she finds herself under the protection of a man she doesn't know... and a bond she doesn't understand. Sargis is no stranger to sacrifice. Ruthless, ambitious, and loyal to the sacred matebond, he's spent years searching for the soul fate promised him, never imagining she would come to him broken, on the brink of death, and afraid of her own shadow. He never meant to fall for her... but he does. Hard and fast. And he'll burn the world before letting anyone hurt her again. What begins in silence between two fractured souls slowly grows into something intimate and real. But healing is never linear. With the court whispering, the past clawing at their heels, and the future hanging by a thread, their bond is tested again and again. Because falling in love is one thing. Surviving it? That's a war of its own. Narine must decide, can she survive being loved by a man who burns like fire, when all she's ever known is how not to feel? Will she shrink for the sake of peace, or rise as Queen for the sake of his soul? For readers who believe even the most fractured souls can be whole again, and that true love doesn't save you. It stands beside you while you save yourself.
"Anya, a 'wolfless' in a world of powerful werewolves, was invisible, drowning her sorrows and desperately lonely. One drunken text, a desperate cry for attention, accidentally reached the Alpha, pulling her into his terrifying orbit. Now, she's trapped, a pawn in his game, forced to warm his bed while he waits for his true mate, her heart breaking with every stolen moment. As a 'wolfless' in the Blackwood Pack, Anya felt like an outsider, always yearning for a connection. One night, in a drunken haze, a misdirected text meant for her best friend landed in Alpha Declan Blackwood's inbox: ""Send me something hot."" Minutes later, the most powerful, terrifying man in the Pack stood at her door, claiming her with a possessive kiss that ignited a dangerous, unwanted fire. The next morning, his cold indifference shattered her world. Publicly humiliated and instantly fired, Anya became a pariah. Her dying mother's urgent need for a million-dollar heart transplant left her with an impossible choice: accept the Alpha's cold, transactional marriage proposal or watch her mother die. She became his ""placeholder"" wife, a contract, not a partner, all while battling a confusing attraction to the man who treated her as property. Why did he demand her, only to remind her constantly of her worthlessness, especially when everyone knew he waited for his true mate? Her world crumbled when she overheard Declan tell his returning ""true mate,"" Kristin Larsen, that Anya was ""just a substitute."" Despite the crushing betrayal and a strange, unyielding pull, Anya, fueled by her mother's desperate need, vowed to survive this gilded cage and reclaim her life before she lost herself completely."
I woke up on silk sheets that smelled of expensive cedar and cold sandalwood, a world away from my cramped apartment in Brooklyn. Beside me lay Ezra Gardner—my boss, the billionaire CEO of Gardner Holdings, and the man who could end my career with a snap of his fingers. He didn’t offer an apology for the night before; instead, he looked at me with terrifying clarity and proposed a cold, calculated business arrangement. "Marriage. It stabilizes the board and solves the PR crisis before it begins." He dressed me in archival Chanel and sent me home in his Maybach, but my life was already falling apart. My boyfriend, Irving, claimed he had passed out early, yet his location data placed him at my best friend’s apartment until three in the morning. When I tried to run, I realized Ezra was already ten steps ahead, tracking my movements and uncovering the secret I’d spent twenty years hiding: my connection to the powerful Senator Grimes. I was trapped between a CEO who treated me like a line item on a quarterly report and a boyfriend who had been using me while sleeping with my closest friend. I felt like a pawn in a game I didn't understand, wondering why a man like Ezra would walk up forty flights of stairs on a broken leg just to make sure I was safe. "Showtime, Mrs. Gardner." Standing on the red carpet in a gown that cost more than my life, I watched my cheating ex-boyfriend’s face turn pale as Ezra claimed me in front of the world. I wasn't just an assistant anymore; I was a weapon, and it was time to burn their world down.
My Luna became an alpha after I rejected her : she was my Luna. I rejected her. Now she's stronger than ever and she has my son. Amelia's world shattered the day her daughter died-and her mate, Alpha Aiden of the Red Moon Pack, divorced her to reunite with his ex-girlfriend. Cast out, disgraced, and accused of poisoning her own child, Amelia was stripped of her title and driven from her pack. The next morning, her lifeless body was found at the border.They all believed she was dead.But she wasn't. Far from the ashes of betrayal, Amelia rebuilt herself-rising from rejection and ruin to become the first female Alpha of Velaris, the most powerful and respected pack in the realm. She also carried a secret Aiden never discovered:She was pregnant-with his son.Years later, fate brings them face to face once more. A deadly disease is spreading through the packs, and the only one who can stop it is the renowned doctor they thought had died. When Aiden sees the boy at her side-his eyes, his blood-he realizes the truth.He didn't just lose his Luna. He destroyed the mother of his child.And now, she's everything he's not-stronger, wiser, untouchable. Will she heal the pack that betrayed her?Will she ever let him near her heart again?Or is his punishment simply living with the consequences?
Aurora woke up to the sterile chill of her king-sized bed in Sterling Thorne's penthouse. Today was the day her husband would finally throw her out like garbage. Sterling walked in, tossed divorce papers at her, and demanded her signature, eager to announce his "eligible bachelor" status to the world. In her past life, the sight of those papers had broken her, leaving her begging for a second chance. Sterling's sneering voice, calling her a "trailer park girl" undeserving of his name, had once cut deeper than any blade. He had always used her humble beginnings to keep her small, to make her grateful for the crumbs of his attention. She had lived a gilded cage, believing she was nothing without him, until her life flatlined in a hospital bed, watching him give a press conference about his "grief." But this time, she felt no sting, no tears. Only a cold, clear understanding of the mediocre man who stood on a pedestal she had painstakingly built with her own genius. Aurora signed the papers, her name a declaration of independence. She grabbed her old, phoenix-stickered laptop, ready to walk out. Sterling Thorne was about to find out exactly how expensive "free" could be.
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