Wen u hear the word orphanage what comes to mind is a place for the motherless and fatherless how about this what if it also means the period of time that u spend in this world as an orphan
He found himself here, so void and filled with emptiness. "How the fuck did I get here?" he said to himself, "should be a dream perhaps" he muttered. "No it's definitely a dream" he said again trying to assure himself. Then he heard a voice call out to him, a voice that gave him the confirmation he needed, that voice he hadn't heard in five months. "Was it her?,Was it his mom?". He got his answers wen he turned around slowly and their eyes met, she was still in those cloths the ones she wore on the day she died.
He was happy and yet sad, a lot of mixed feelings welling up inside of him, he had so many questions he wanted to ask, like why so soon?, and why did it had to be both of them at the same time. But as he made his way towards her slowly, she backed away saying, "Chris please don't come any closer, stay away from me" those words made him lose it, at that time he felt so much pain, he was hurt but he wasn't going to stay back, he wanted some answers.
As he walked slowly towards her, she kept backing away until she disappeared. He opened his eyes slowly to sounds of the morning bells at the chapel. "Fuck" he muttered to himself amidst blinking and robbing his eyes. "Damn, man can't even escape from nightmares even while sleeping at the church" he said again while reaching for his jacket, he was already at the door when the priest called out to him, "Hey Chris, how was your night" he said from a distance whilst walking towards him. "I sleep on the floor in a chapel every night after a hard day and you care to ask me how my night was, my night felt like shit" he muttered to himself. "Did u say something" the priest asked anxiously, "No nothing, I didn't say nothing" Chris replied, "my night was great" he said again forcing a smile. "There's something important I would like to discuss with you, but it can wait until you re back from the day's work, I'll see you in the evening" he said walking away.
"Who knows what he wants to talk about this time" Chris said to himself, "I've probably overstayed my welcome, I mean I have been sleeping there for about five months without paying shit" he muttered to himself while walking away from the church.
Christopher Meyer, once a rich and arrogant teenager, has been humbled by the task of fending for himself from such a young age. Life wasn't always so hard for him I mean he was the son of famous rapper Sicklinz and a well known artist Angela Watson. But now he was sleeping in a chapel rent free and was potentially about to be kicked out, story doesn't checkout at all. I mean what brought about such a great misfortune and an ultimate fall from grace. He waved for a cab and it stopped, "I just can't get used to this city" he said while entering the cab. He was so quiet while in the cab that the chubby driver had to ask him why, "yo are you gud" said the driver, "No am cool, am cool, just admiring the beautiful city of vegas" he replied amidst being jolted out of his thoughts, but the reality was that he wasn't cool at all and neither was he admiring shit, I mean it wasn't his first time being there, truth was that he didn't have any cash on him to pay for the cab, so he was wondering how to trick the driver and get away, he wasn't even done thinking and making his calculations when the car came to an abrupt hault.
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
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?
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."