Midnight Romantic Affairs

The throne room was quiet as he walked in, all the subjects bowing their heads in both fear and respect. Not even a single sound was heard, only the sounds of his boots, as they marched against the concrete floor. The aura could be felt - that deadly aura. And that was, perhaps, one of things that brought him so much respect and fear from people. His hands were crossed behind his back as he walked in and sat on his high throne. But the subjects dare not lift their heads, not until he permits them to. "Long live the King" they chorused as soon as they noticed him sitting. There was a long silence, as he rested his chin and touched his lower lip with his thumb. There was not a single person in the hall, that he was older than. He was just 28, yet gained so much respect. "You may rise" he finally gave the command and they lifted their heads, in relief. He didn't stare at any of them, but they knew what was next. Shortly, he was brought in - the injured guard. He limped painfully, his hand over his hurting belly, until he got closer to the throne and knelt in front of the young King. "Long live my King" he did the normal routine, his head bowed. But one could tell he was in pains - and not just pains, but fear as well. "I'm sorry, My King. But we lost her. We tried all we could to capture her, but she used her powers on one of my men, turning him against us. And in the end, everyone of them died. I'm the only survivor" he explained with hard gulps. He was as scared as a man close to death could feel. The subjects had so many thoughts running through their minds, but they dare not murmur - not when they were in front of the King. King Caesar was silent for a long while. "You're trying to say....you lost her?" he finally spoke up, his voice so calm, words so soft. "Yes, my King. Forgive my incompetence". King Caesar stood up and walked gracefully to the table behind the throne. His steps were slow, but smart. "You went on a mission with 8 men - to capture a single lady. Yet, only one of you returned". He said lowly as he touched the weapons on the table. The guard was almost shivering. For a long while, there was silence, suspense. But not until he spoke out. "You're worst than a failure". And with that, he took a dagger and turning swiftly, he threw it right at him, in such an incredible way, it landed straight into his chest. He groaned as blood oozed from his mouth. And in a split second, he was lying on the floor. Cold. And dead. Cold shivers ran through the veins of the subjects, as they whimpered in fear, praying vehemently they don't victim at all. King Caesar, his hands crossed behind his back, walked back to his throne and took his seat. "Take more men" he said to the two guards in the room. "Go in search of the confessor. I want her found by all means. "No matter what, make sure she doesn't die. I want her alive". He paused and took in q deep breath. "I have so many plans in store for her". Silence. "Yes, My King" the guards bowed and left. * * Her name is Isabelle. And she's the last confessor - the last of her kind. Of course, they were more than that. But, not until her village was ambushed few days ago by the King's guards, and every one of her kind died. All the confessors were killed. The confessors - they were females with special powers of compulsion. They had the ability to turn a man into their slaves and do every single thing they desire. And it'd go on for as long as the confessor was alive. King Caesar was a victim of this. He was a slave to one of the confessors and worshipped her. All he could think of, day and night, was pleasing his mistress. The confessor was not all that nice, as she made him kill his parents. He had no control of himself and didn't know what he was doing. But finally, the spell was broken and he coming back to his senses, he realized all that he's done and lost. He realized how he'd been in bondage for years, and even killed his own parents. It broke him. He mourned for months, trying to get over it, but couldn't. The confessors had fled and went into hiding, but unfortunately, their hideout was discovered - somehow- and they were ambushed. Every one of them died, except her - Isabelle. She was the sister to the confessor who had enslaved the King and she was the only one lucky enough to escape. Although, her sister was thought to be dead, but her body was yet to be found. Isabelle tried all she could to hide from the King, but it turned out impossible for her as the King hunted her tirelessly. But what was the vengeful King's plans for her? Was her sister really dead? And would she remain the last of her kind forever?

Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."

Mistaken for a runaway bride, Mildred's ordinary life is shattered when she's forced to marry the Alpha King. Trapped in a castle of secrets, she's a pawn in a deadly game she doesn't understand. When danger strikes, Mildred must face her greatest fear to save the kingdom and the heart of a king who never wanted to love her. Will their bond be their undoing, or will it be the key to their survival?

Alyssa never expected her life to get this bad. A sudden rogue attack wiped off her pack, turning her into a mute and wolfless orphan. She once believed that being mated with her crush Ezekiel was compensation for her miserable life. However, it just made her life worse. What could be more suffering than your fated mate unwanting you and even your child? Ezekiel already picked himself a perfect Luna but fate gave her a mute mate. And owing to his father's last words, he had to marry Alyssa to get his rightful Alpha position. He married her yet kept their relationship unpublized. He hated her but wasn't ready to let her go. Everyone believed Alyssa would bear and wait like she always did until Ezekiel finally could make a decision. He's her husband, her mate, and her Alpha, and taking in everything he wanted without complaining was her duty. No one expected she would be the one who asked for a divorce and even dared to run away carrying his heir. Ezekiel swore to make this little omega pay but why did his heart break when she returned smiling at some other guy?

"You're pathetic!" Brenden sneered, each word cutting deep into Corinna's heart. Years of emotional wounds had drained every ounce of love she once held. "I've wasted enough time on you. If there's a next life, I hope we never meet again." Her words severed the bond between them like a blade. From that moment on, Brenden was haunted by her absence—unable to sleep, longing for the warmth he took for granted.

Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?

Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..."  But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"