"Stop the wedding Jusper!. That's not me your love. She is my blood sister," said Juliana.
"Jusper halt the wedding! That's Not me please! That's my blood sister," a lady shouted shouted as she sprinted into the church. The moment she slowed down, she began to heavily pant. Everyone was taken aback by what was taking place. I was the one who was most shocked. On my wedding day as I was about to exchange vows in the chapel, a woman who remarkably like my queen appeared claiming to be my sweetheart and that I was about to wed her sister. I gave her a close look and noticed how much she resembled my queen. In amazement, I covered my mouth with my palm.
The congregation as a whole muttered.
"My sister? How do you mean? Looking at her, Juliana said, "I personally don't have any twin! "The subject of her conversation astonished her. She gave me a thoughtful nod as she clung to my hand. In order to be certain I wasn't dreaming, I lightly beat myself. It startled me how similar they appeared to be. I gave Susana a hard time after remembering that she had never told me anything about her twin after giving it some thought.
'Young lady, you must be mad. My beloved doesn't have a twin. Your desire to win people over by whatever means surprises me," i stated sternly.
Looking at my Juliana, I added, "I think you ought to try something else because I can't believe in you and your filthy words."
She was the most stunning woman I had ever seen. Before deciding to be married, we had been together for years, but I had never seen or seen her twin sister. I was fully aware that she was deceiving me. I finished my wedding after telling the congregation not to pay attention to her and her gibberish. She rushed up to me, but I threw her out from my chest.
"How dare you interfere with my romantic relationship," i shouted at her.
"I pleaded with the tiny lady, "Please, I don't know you at all," i added and asked a security guard to drive her away from the wedding. She refused to go, which astonished me. She was wearing no shoes, which startled me as well. She acted like a mad person.
"Jusper, don't focus on her. Don't you think it's true that I don't have any twin sisters? If I had a sister, am I really that selfish that I couldn't share with you? Come on, put your thoughts aside, and let's finish the wedding's final rites," Juliana said. While being drugged away from the chapel, she continued to glance at the lady who looked exactly like her. When she attempted to go forward, she looked back with bitter tears.
I couldn't explain why the lady caught my attention or why I was moved to feel sorry for her. I looked in the direction of my beautiful beloved who was standing next to me and holding my hand. She looked stunning in the wedding outfit. Seeing her pearly white teeth smiling made me happy and my heart satisfied.
"I got rid of her, don't worry," i assured her. I kissed her on the forehead and said, "I believe we can continue the ritual." She hugged me close to her breasts while she was ecstatic over having me. They were delicate and velvety. After seeing how much I liked her, the assembly muttered and chuckled. As I swapped saliva with her, other people started clapping their hands. It was a wonderful and memorable day. Without more ado, the girl returned to the chapel. The troops were chasing after her as she ran. She was moving so quickly that they were unable to catch her. I was disappointed in her behavior as I stared at her because the day had been so wonderful. I moved toward her and grabbed her hand in rage.
She added, "Am glad Jusper you heard me," but when I looked at her, I began drugging her out of the room. Given that her words were persuading my heart, I didn't even briefly turn to see her. I was in a really emotional state and didn't want to take her advice.
"I can't take you seriously, lady. Give us some peace of mind by leaving this area," I yelled at her as I threw her down the stairs, where she landed on the ground outside the church.
"Your level of madness is overwhelming you," I said. She gave me a startled expression. I sensed something when I looked into her eyes, but I chose to ignore it.
"Jusper, darling; you can't just forget me like that. I adore you Jusper," She pleaded with me but i listened nothing from her.
"I love only you my dear, at least listen to me once," she said but I ignored her and went back to the chapel. I ran away as she screamed and sobbed angrily. How could I possibly be concerned when my love was right here. I returned to my life's love and held her. She had already started sobbing more. An idiot stranger posing as her twin sister was ruining her lovely day.
"I'm sorry, my love that I interrupted your day. My sweetheart, I'll make sure everything continues to go according to plan going forward,I said as I watched her parents. They were astonished by what was happening. Who was that twin who professed to be Jusper's lover?
"My son. There are no twins in our family. That woman must be mistaking her sister with your affection. She should not be taken into consideration at all," said my mother-in-law. She informed me that the family didn't have anyone else like her. She returned to the chapel in a flash. She was sobbing uncontrollably. Her cries moved my heart, but when I thought back to what my mother-in-law had said, I became enraged with her.
"How many times do i need to hear your stupid words before you listen to me?," I said as I drew nearer to her. I refused her offer to hold my hand and threw her to the ground because she wanted to. In agony, she curled up like a snake on fire. She was the type of person who, despite suffering, never gave up hope. Her enthusiasm startled me. She refused to come out when I hauled her out one again. She grasped my cheeks at one point while grinning in spite of her discomfort.
"My love, please keep me in mind. I'm your Juliana and that lady is my sister pretending to be me your love. Give me a chance to be a part of you, and we'll continue to be happy together as we were. At least trust me once sweetie," she said grinning at me.
Warning! Mature Content! "I believe I have the mandate to behave whatever stupidly I like!" his eyes became larger as he yelled, "Are you going to control me against the damn truth?" Melinda disregarded his absurd outrage as she veered around to face him and laughed. "No... Cody, you are free to behave as oddly you choose, but not in front of my clients!" she continued wiping the counter and muttered, "Let's talk about it in private, like two adult creatures..." She had long apprehended when his tantrum reached a breaking point during their relationship, particularly when he began to rake his fingers through his hair. "If that daughter is my child, I am authorized to see her, spend time with her, provide for her, and most notably, be her father, you know that Mel... Even the law permits that precisely..." his voice quivered as he murmured. He shoved the front counter's bars while balling up his palms into fists. "I'm sorry, Cody, I'm not allowed to answer that. Besides, I am entitled to custody of my daughter, whom I raised alone for over one and a half years. I at least don't fear people like you do! When you realized everything, do you recall how you flew out of the city?" she questioned, tears stinging her eyes. To prevent her tears from getting widespread among her clients, she wisely swept them away. "I need you to tell me, Mel! It's a mess to hear something essential from others like rumors... Do you know I possess the... if that is undoubtedly my daughter? Trust me, if I'm the biological father, I should have known straight after you realized you were pregnant with my child!" he roared back, grabbing the diners' full attention. "Mr. CEO, for now, you have no authority over my daughter. As soon as you disregarded me and fled the city, your rights vanished along with you! Have I not just reminded you of that?" she muttered, unflinchingly, trying to divert the engagement of her clients, "How was I supposed to let you know I was pregnant when you cowardly feared the obligations?"
WARNING! MATURE CONTENT! This book is rated 18+ “Oh, my goodness! That was amazing. I love your voice, and specifically your big dick. You must be hot in bed...” she said, pulling him close to her sharp pointing nipples. “Are you kidding me? Oh, no! Probably, I'm too hot to handle. Do you think we are perfect match?” he asked, pressing her breast on his bulging chest. He had muscles, and that made his romantic. She kissed him passionately, and sighed. “Are you ready to enter my dark side? Don't be lured by my hot looks. I think I'm nothing perfect compared to you. I'm not perfect for you darling. I'm embarrassed of myself...” “Enough of your void words sweetheart. None is perfect, neither me! Everyone got secrets and lies. Don't judge by what you see. Welcome to my dark side as well. Let's find light...” he said, kissing her sweet lips. She retrenched and smiled broadly exposing her pure white teeth. “Have you forgotten that Mathews is mine?” asked Rita interrupting their conversation. “Will you marry me?” asked Mathews, trembling. His voice was nervous. “No! I won't...”
“I didn't steal the money, Dad! I'm not the one who signed up the contract!” said Carolina, going into her knees. Her agitated father looked at her furiously, and snorted. He sighed heavily his lips trembling. “You didn't sign it? I told you if you need any money, you can get it from my personal account, and not from my business account. Do you know how much money I have lost? My company is now bankrupt!” yelled her father. She couldn't believe the pain that her father had to go through for her. “Dad, I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you. Trust me, I'm not a thief!” she said, busting into tears. “You have made my life miserable! Go away from here and please, never come back!” he added, almost slapping her.
“How could you...?” asked Emiliana panting. She felt pain suddenly and held her breasts. “Are you out of your mind Emy? How dare you enter my door without knocking?” roared Jefferson looking at her in awe. He pushed Rose away from him. They were naked and on bed enjoying themselves. “How could you cheat me with my best friend!” howled Emiliana.
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
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?
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."