"Sleep with me in my bed." As soon as she heard him order, Licia clutched her frock and said, "But... But you were forced to marry me." Hearing her words the man stepped closer and stood towering over her, "Perhaps you have already forgotten but we are already married, my dear Luna. Are you suggesting that we sleep in separate rooms on our first night of marriage?" . . . When the daughter of the Alpha of the Wast Wing was chosen as the bride for Alpha Enrique- a ruthless leader of the Ravenwood pack, they decided to fool him by sending their maid instead of their noble daughter. But little did she expect that her cover would be blown on the very first day. Alpha Enrique looked down at the pitiful yet ambitious maid who had a really interesting offer for him- a lifetime as his bed warmer in exchange of the title of the Luna and her life. The Alpha agreed because he knew that her identity was not the only secret she was trying to conceal.
"Huff! Huff!" Her feet stomped on the ground as she ran her way through that dark alley, trying to escape from the barbaric noises that were coming from a distance. There was evident horror in her trembling doe eyes; her breathing was rough and body almost drained of stamina but the fear of death wasn't letting her stop. Her throat was soaring dry and the girl was at the verge of collapsing when she saw a pale ray of light illuminating the darkness through a small gap. She reached out and pushed open the door, finally hitting the light and coming back to her senses.
"Hahh..." Licia's eyes tore open, her breathing was restless and sweat beads covered her beautiful face. She calmed herself down once she realised that she was safe and it was merely a nightmare. Her beautiful blue eyes wandered around the carriage and then at herself, she was dressed in a beautiful white wedding gown paired with a veil which covered her face. Her long blonde hair was tied up in a bun, decorated with flowers and vines. In this attire she looked no less than an angel.
Licia was surprised at herself that she managed to doze off under such circumstances. The past one week did take a toll on her, draining away all her strength and prompting her to fall weak. She remembered looking at herself in the mirror before she left for the journey; all she could see was an exquisitely decorated woman with no soul in her eyes.
Licia asked herself, what was the point of thinking about this as she was incapable of changing anything about her fate. She looked out of the window to see a magnificent castle approach, this made her heart sink.
This was the place where she might die today...
She closed her eyes as memories from a week ago started to resurface in her head. The Gray household was flipping upside down as antiques were sent crashing on the expensive floor carpet. The person causing the commotion was Miss Malory, the daughter of the Alpha of the West Wing pack.
"Father, how can you do this to me? How can you sell me off to marry some ridiculous Alpha who once used to be a filthy Omega?" Malory screamed at her father with tears in her eyes, "Haven't you heard the rumours circulating about him? Don't you know what kind of beast he is?"
The Alpha of the West Wing, John Gray, looked at his daughter helplessly, "Malory, I know this is absurd but this is a direct order from the king himself. Who knows what he will do to us if we disobey his orders."
Everyone present in the room trembled with the mention of the king.
Their country, Alcazar, was once a rich and prosperous land with many big packs like West Wing and Ravenwoods flourishing in it for centuries. But it met its downfall when Ambrose took the throne of the land.
He was a maniac who used his power for his own carnal pleasures. He neglected his duties as a king along with the country, and recklessly assaulted women, either be it someone's wife or relative. As a result of improper management, the land became barren and the royal treasure too started to deplete, pushing the masses towards drought and starvation.
This stirred resentment amongst the people towards their monarch and they sought freedom from their spineless ruler.
Revolution erupted when the new Alpha of Ravenwood pack, Conall, managed to adjoin the packs and bring the people together for a communal riot.
A fierce war broke out, there was blood and slaughter everywhere. Many wolves were killed and some even flew to other countries to save their lives. But ultimately, King Ambrose lost the battle. He was forced to step down from the crown and was killed along with his wife, Queen Marisa, and their 16-year-old son, Prince Liam, within the palace walls.
As the leader of the rebellion, Conall crowned and announced himself as the new king of Alcazar. He attempted to adjoin the 16 different packs who constituted the kingdom; while nine of them agreed to adjoin and form a common pack, the other seven wished to be independent despite being told that they would be given lesser money for management. West Wing too was one of the seven packs which disagreed to adjoin.
But to everyone's utter surprise, King Conall bestowed the title of Alpha of this new Ravenwood pack on an Omega.
He was the hero of the war- Enrique Collins.
Despite being a low ranked Omega of the Ravenwood, King Conall appointed him as his Beta once he took over as the Alpha. The two were best of friends and Enrique was his right hand man. This man was said to be ruthless and possess a black heart which knows no mercy. He charged through the battlefield, fighting fearlessly alongside the king and protecting him with his blood. He slayed every enemy in his way, whether it be a man, a woman, or just a child, there was none who could evade the brutal blade of his sword.
Legends of his cruelty and overwhelming power were engraved within the people of this land, making both enemy and ally tremble in fear alike.
Now, the king had ordered the Gray family to marry their daughter, Malory, to Enrique much to her displeasure. She was the daughter of the Alpha of an prestigious pack and marrying a former Omega with such a bad reputation was something she couldn't agree to.
She protested, "What will happen if we don't obey his ludicrous order? Will he take away all our fortune? Then we can just give it away. Why should I be the one sacrificing amongst all my sisters?"
Alpha Gray shook his head, "It is not as easy as you think, Malory. We sided with King Ambrose until the end of the war. As his supporter, we would have been killed off after Conall rose to the throne. But he has shown mercy by letting us live. If we disobey such an important order from him, he might burn us all to death. Moreover, none of your younger sisters has even attained the age of 10 yet!"
He paused there and looked at his daughter, "As your father, I have no heart is sending you but... we have no other way out of this misfortune. Think about the pack and what kind of destruction the King's wrath may bring to our people. So please don't refuse and do this for the sake of your pack and family. You are my eldest daughter!"
"No! I am not marrying that lowly Omega. You can't do this to me." Malory sobbed her heart out, "This land and the castle aren't even worth that much, we can live without them. You should be choosing me over your stupid assets, father. I am your daughter!"
"Enough, Malory." Alpha Gray was at the end of his wits trying to pursue his daughter. That was when his eyes fell on a frail figure cleaning up around the fireplace. He had been so consumed in the argument that he failed to notice her and ended up shouting at his daughter in front of her. He had to make sure to silence her later, lest words about their family issues leak out and tarnish their name in public.
On the other hand, Malory didn't seem to mind her presence as she continued pleading, "I might die than be his wife and live that shameful life."
Alpha Gray couldn't see his daughter cry anymore, nor could he push her into the arms of an Omega.
Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind followed by a cunning smile on his face. He said, "Fine, if you don't want to marry then you don't have to force yourself."
Malory's tears stopped as she looked up at her father, "I- Are you for real, father?"
"Yes!" The man nodded, "I don't want to give my daughter's hand in marriage to an Omega either."
"Instead..." He grabbed the maid who was cleaning up without a warning and showed her to them, "We will send this one in your place."
After living a life fill of misfortune, Mia was finally abandoned in the prison to die by the man whose obsession made her life a living hell. But instead of dying, she went five years in the past, in the same night and arms where it all started. But instead of rejecting his advances this time, she kissed him and said, "Uncle, let me be your girl." Now, with the most powerful guy in the city as her weapon, she was going to get back at everyone who wronged her in her previous life.
Talia Richard, a mute heiress whose only dream was to become a dancer, crashed to a dead end when she got pregnant with Owen, a driver's kid. The couple continued to live a humbled life under the Richard household but were always maltreated by the other family members given to their poor financial status. It was until someone brought 54% of the company share and gifted it to Talia, making her the new Boss of the Richard Groups. But... Who was this mysterious buyer?
Out of humanity she saved his life but what did he do to her; instead of thanking her he took her in as his prisoner. But, she had no problem with it. She was more than just happy as long as she could adore this stone faced Adonis from a close radius. "Mr. Nguyen, can you buy me a teddy?" "Mr. Nguyen, can you change the curtains to pink?" "Mr. Nguyen, can I take your heart?" Little girl, the man you are fooling around with is the ruthless leader of the Mafia gang which rules over the shady underground community? Her acting with ignorance was bearabel but what made them have a jaw drop was when their heartless boss, who hardly let any woman near him, was especially doting and caring towards this little prisoner. But... Why this little fool who didn't even have an identity. Did she really move his heart or... resembled someone hiding in his heart. A funny and warm story of a dominant mafia boss and... a girl he picked up from street.
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?
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
"Listen, Gadreel Ødegaar," she looked at him, not hesitating this time. "It's my anniversary present for you. Let's divorce." *** Ivory Remington had sacrificed five years to look after her husband Gadreel who was in a vegetative state after an accident and a few months ago, he finally awakened like a miracle. She thought it was the start of their happy life but Gadreel still had no heart for her. On their anniversary and her birthday, she received a cheating video of her dear husband and her stepsister. Heartbroken, Ivory chose to quit this stupid game. She decided to set him free but the reason she left on the divorce agreement pierced Gadreel's noble pride. *** "Impotent? Are you serious?" He gripped her wrist and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes. "I'm a woman, Gadreel. I'm tired of being in a sexless marriage. Let's end it once and for all." "Sexless, huh?" he chuckled lowly and without warning grabbed her chin in between his hands, pulling her face closer. "Turns out my wife was so eager to get a man between her legs? "
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."
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .