Sasha strongly believed that she doesn't need a man to lead a contented life. However, her belief shattered when she ended up tangled into an endless loop of nightmares where a devilishly handsome murderer tries to kill her. She cuts her contact, hides up in her apartment in fear....but unfortunately the murderer in her nightmares just moves next door. Is there any doomed fate other than meeting your killer every day? Yes, falling in love with him But wait, why is her billionaire stepbrother suddenly meddling in her life? The same goes with her best friend, too. Why do all the men in her life suddenly start to develop feelings for her? She never wished for a man, but fate has entangled her with multiple men who confesses their love. Who will she choose as her soulmate?
Under the starry night sky, a forlorn female silhouette stood erect on the rooftop of the highest building in the Z city. The cold night breeze fluttered her long ink-black hair, sending chills all over her body as she watched the yellow city lights illuminating the entire place.
She raised her head and immersed herself in the picturesque view of the winter night.
"Sasha,"
A deep masculine voice broke the tranquillity of the night and tenderly wrapped her into a warm embrace, resting his head on the nook of her shoulder, inhaling her sweet fragrance.
The corners of her lips curled into a charming smile as she turned to face the man.
His perfectly chiselled face glowed under the faint night lights, and a pair of dark obsidian orbs stared back at her with intense passion,
The strong arms that wrapped around her waist effortlessly lifted her from the ground. He gently placed her on the cold railing of the building, facing him.
Under his intense stare, she opened her mouth to articulate the words which have been ringing in her mind,
"I..love-"
Even before she could complete, her mouth got forcefully shut by a blazing kiss. His hot breath laced with an intoxicating scent attacked her senses all at once.
Her amber eyes sparkled like stars as she melted under the sweetness offered by his lips.
He was like a voracious wolf that devoured on her velvety lips with an uncontrollable hunger,
Her mind fell into absolute chaos when he suffocated her with his overbearing kisses, just like a predator attacking the prey under its most vulnerable state.
Her slender arms pounded onto his broad chest, like a vague plea to give her a moment of breath.
He grabbed her rebellious arms and slowly pulled his ferocious fangs buried on her plump red lips.
While panting for breath, she tried to focus her gaze on the devilishly handsome man in front of her eyes.
This devil almost choked her to death with his brazen actions,
Yet she was delighted...
She was so happy that her heart thumped inside her rib cage as if it wants to break free and jump out.
"Sorry," An apology escaped his mouth as he traced her soft cheeks with his burning fingers, painting it in a pretty hue of scarlet red.
His impatient fingers slowly travelled down her chin, gradually find their way to her rhythmically rising bosom,
It was cold as a winter night, yet he lit her mind and body on fire with his tantalizing touches,
"You deserved to die," He chimed in a magnetic voice,
The dark orbs in his ocean-deep eyes replaced with burning red spheres and an evil grin spreading over his exquisite face,
She gawked at him with incredulous disbelief.
"Goodbye, Miss Sasha Amber Reagan,"
Even before she could comprehend his words, his strong palm pushed her down, plunging her into the depths of hell,
Noooo!!!!!
Sasha woke up from her sleep, yelling at the top of her lungs. Her heart frantically beats under the thick woollen sweater drenched in sweat as if she has run a marathon.
She squinted her eyes and swept a glance across the scattered documents on her table,
Neatly stacked bundles of papers and books resting on the shelves of her minimalist looking study room gave her a sense of familiarity and assured her that it is her apartment,
"Phew...It was a nightmare!!!!" She let out a sigh of relief and tilted her head towards the digital clock kept on the table.
4.00 am
Did she fall asleep while working?
Sasha tapped on the keyboard of her laptop and the document she was editing became visible to her eyes.
Thanks to the auto-save, otherwise her hard work for the last one hour must have gone in vain.
While letting out a yawn she flexed her knuckles and closed the laptop after saving the documents.
She groggily dragged her body to the bedroom and climbed onto the soft bed after removing the sweater, letting her tensed body cool down before falling into sleep.
While hugging onto the giant teddy bear on the bed, her mind wandered around the shreds of the dream she had a while ago,
It was the same nightmare that has been haunting her for the past week.
A nightmare where she found herself at death's door.
"But who is he, that man who is ardently trying to kill her, every single time?"
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.
She thought he was the villain. He was only trying to save his soul. Rena lives in a world of sunshine, sweets, and simple dreams. Until one reckless decision drops her into a dark realm of secrets, curses and werewolves. Kidnapped, heartbroken. She doesn't know who to trust anymore especially not Logan, the arrogant, cruel Alpha who's keeping her as a hostage. Until she discovers his dark secret. He's been hearing her thoughts all along. Now the walls between them are crumbling. And when feelings grow where hatred once lived, a curse demands that blood becomes a love that demands sacrifice. But how can she give her heart to the one who might need it to die?
Becky endured three years of marriage to the cold-hearted Rory. In all that time, she naively reasoned that one day, he'd gradually come to like her. But the second he forced her to kneel down and humiliate herself, she knew she had been wrong about him. This man had no feelings for her at all. So why should she still love him? When Rory gave her the choice between kneeling down and divorcing, she didn't miss a beat and chose the latter. After all, why should she waste her youth on this scumbag? Wouldn't it be nicer for her to just have fun every day with her billion-dollar family fortune?
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"