In this thrilling fabrication, watch how a young woman gets an unexpected bloody surprise on her wedding day! Joana, a young lady plans to get married immediately after high school to the love of her life, Andrew on her 18th birthday. She is unaware that she descends from a historical line of vampires, and she has lived her whole life as a human, with no knowledge of the supernatural. Many years ago, her ancestor, Marylin Lou gave up her immortality to become a human. The sacrifice that was given by Lou to the supreme council to become human will become obsolete once the 200th descendant turns 18, and all of Lou's descendants will be born as humans until that time. Joana just happens to be the 200th descendant, and is fated to become a vampire on her 18th birthday, the day she plans on getting married. Will Joana be able to give up her plans of getting married to join the vampire world?, will she be able to adapt to the new life she is about to encounter? This is a story of love, mystery, drama, and more importantly, Vampires! Find out how Joana handles her fate in "Wedding day Vampire" This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, organizations, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
"I 'm fine, Mum. Seriously." I pinch the bridge of my nose as I stare at the canvas filled with sharp yellow while holding the phone to my ear. "Then let me see your face, hon," Mum says softly, almost pleadingly. She's always pleading with me, my mum, imploring, asking, probing, and disturbing my routine. I exhale a long breath. I sound like a damn twat to the mother who only ever treated me with care, love, and understanding. And maybe I'm on edge because I don't want her to hate me. I hate me enough for both of us.
"You know I don't like FaceTime," I grumble, then try in a more cheerful tone, "I have a school project to finish. I'll talk to you later." "Bran." She stops, probably trying to choose her words carefully. She never has to choose her words with the family's golden boy, Lan. Apparently, I screw up everything, Mum's caring side included. "If you're under stress or anything, you know you can talk to me, right? Or you can speak to your dad if you prefer. We're here for you, whatever it is. You know that, right?" My chest expands with constricting breath and I expel it out of my lungs, but it gets stuck in my throat. Pressure builds behind my skull and I want to bang it against the nearest fucking wall. But I don't. Because I'm in fucking control. Always. "I know, Mum," I whisper back. "Listen. I know it's too soon to talk about this, but I think Grace might be open to take you next year." I frown. Grace, Mum's agent, is not only world-renowned but also a legend in the UK's art council and even holds the position of a Lady in the House of Lords. Despite her reputation, she has only signed three world-famous artists, Mum being one of them. "Why would she want to sign me?" I ask carefully. "Because you're a marvelous talent. I'm so happy you're finally getting your chance. I know how it must've felt to see your brother get all the opportunities this whole time, but you're as talented as he is, Bran." You have to say that because you're our mum and can't be caught showing favoritism. "Okay," I say simply. "I love you so, so much, Bran. My life wouldn't have been the same without you." Her words flood my mouth with nausea, but I swallow and smile. As if she can see me. "I love you, too, Mum." I hang up before she says anything else that will turn my stomach and send me rolling down the nearest cliff. My hand tightens around the phone until I think it'll break into irreparable pieces. A part of me is disappointed that it doesn't and remains intact. Like my head. My gaze slides from the phone to the canvas. I started to have a vision, made a few strokes, then had to physically force my hand down. It was doing things my brain doesn't approve of and never will. I should be working on a landscape painting, but I couldn't bring myself to touch that. Instead, I was thinking of eyes. I don't fucking do eyes. Eyes send my head up a fucking wall. I stopped painting people and animals for that reason. I succeeded for years, but now, here I am again. My thoughts were running rampant, which is why I was thankful when I got Mum's call. But then not so much when I couldn't stop myself from staring at the canvas even when I was talking to her. Things got worse when she could tell I wasn't myself-not that I ever am-and she started probing and worrying. I hate it when I'm a constant cause of concern for her. It's the worst. My gaze falls back on my phone and my heart thuds when a new text pops in. But it sinks down so hard afterward when I see Clara's name. Fuck. CLARA
"You belong with me, Ava! You are mine! And I will be damned before I let anyone else have you!" He growled with boiling rage. The moonlight pack had a popular tradition that had never been broken; choosing the perfect Luna for their Alpha to form a perfect union. Ava Maynard, a member of the moonlight pack and the future Luna, was chosen for this role. But when the time comes for her to assume her duty and marry the moonlight pack's Alpha Ray, she meets her true mate, Lucas. As for her true mate, Ava had always thought that she'd reject him whenever he came along, just like all the other Luna's. However, Lucas is different. He is so possessive. He will stop at nothing to get what he wants. He won't give her up without a fight. He is determined by all means to get what the moon goddess has blessed with, even if it means going against her pack's tradition. What will happen when Lucas, Ava's true mate finds out that she is chosen for Alpha Ray? Will he eventually let go of his mate so she can fulfill her Luna duties? Or will he fight for what rightfully belongs to him?
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
"I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna." One single sentence. One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life. And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once. As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come. Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky. My Mates. But wait... If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men? *** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?