Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
On a quiet, summer night in Wragos, Rosalynn Fuller sat on the sofa in her home, browsing through some news on her phone.
"Brian Hughes, CEO of Hughes Group, attended a social event with the famous actress, Eleanor Hilton. They later retired to a hotel and spent the night together. Intimate pictures of the two have been captured..."
This particular article was among the trending topics online, and it spread all over the Internet like wildfire.
Rosalynn pushed her black-framed glasses against the bridge of her nose and peered at the photos published with the article, her face devoid of any expression.
The pictures were blurry, but one could make out the silhouette of a man and a woman kissing by the window.
This man, Brian Hughes, was none other than her husband, and the heir to the wealthiest and most influential family in the city.
He was a powerful man who had control over the economic lifeline of the entire city.
As ridiculous as it would sound to most people, Brian had never set foot in their home since they got married two years ago.
In fact, he hadn't even shown up when their marriage was registered.
Instead, he had sent his lawyer to represent him, completing the entire process by proxy.
Rosalynn was aware from the start that Brian was against their union.
The only reason he had relented was because of his grandmother, Debora Hughes.
By some twist of fate, Rosalynn's grandfather had once saved Debora. When she expressed her desire to repay him for the favor, he had boldly requested her grandson to marry his granddaughter in hopes of giving her a comfortable and carefree life.
At first, Rosalynn had harbored some hope for her marriage.
But over the last couple of years, Brian had constantly seen dating various actresses. It was more than enough to disappoint her and shatter her naive illusions.
Rosalynn pursed her lips as she finished reading the article, then she went over to her contact list, searched for Brian's number, and called him.
This was the first time she had ever called Brian.
Soon, the call connected.
"Hello, this is Rosalynn."
"Rosalynn? Which Rosalynn?"
Brian's voice was deep and smooth. Although his tone was unmistakably cold, listening to him was quite a pleasant experience.
His words, however, were another matter entirely. Rosalynn sneered and clenched her fingers tightly around her phone.
He didn't even remember his own wife's name.
"This is your wife. At least on paper, anyway."
"Ah. What do you want?"
Brian's tone became even colder.
"I want a divorce," Rosalynn answered as she jabbed her glasses against her face.
A moment of silence ensued.
"Have you made up your mind?" Brian finally asked.
"Of course."
"What do you want as alimony? Name it."
"There's no need for that. I don't care about your money. And I don't care to share my man with others, either. I've already prepared and signed the divorce agreement. I am walking away with nothing."
Rosalynn spoke in rapid succession without even pausing for breath. She immediately hung up after saying her piece.
They might be bound by law, but they were just like strangers.
Since the marriage was the only thing tying them, they might as well get rid of it. From now on, they had nothing to do with each other.
Rosalynn trudged upstairs and wrenched her glasses off her face, revealing her smooth, rosy cheeks and delicate features.
She packed up her belongings in a single suitcase and stopped by the living room. She placed the divorce agreement on the coffee table, then walked out of the villa without another backward glance.
At Hughes Group, the CEO's office was lit up in a warm, yellow light.
Brian sat behind the desk wearing a simple, white shirt and tailored black trousers.
He stared at his phone, his lips curling in disdain.
At last, his so-called wife could no longer take the insult of his absence and proposed divorce herself.
A knock came at the door, and his assistant, Edwin Byrd, entered the room.
"Mr. Hughes, it's almost time for your appointment with Mr. Foster."
Brian nodded and stood up, plucking his suit jacket from the back of his chair.
"Edwin, remove all the trending topics online related to me. And ask my lawyer to retrieve the divorce agreement my wife left at the villa."
Edwin perked up at his boss's orders.
He knew better than anyone that Brian had never actually dated any woman all this time. All those scandals had been purposely made up to discredit him and force his wife to ask for a divorce. It seemed that he had finally achieved his goal.
Meanwhile, Rosalynn took a taxi to the apartment she had bought for herself.
It was located at a prime spot downtown, and her unit boasted of three bedrooms and two living areas.
The place was fully-furnished, and the building itself was equipped with the most advanced security system.
Rosalynn put her suitcase away and padded over to the French windows. She looked out into the night, the streets below peppered with bright city lights. She took out her phone and called her best friend.
"Karina, I'm getting divorced."
"What? Is that true, Rosalynn? Finally! That's great news! You're single again, congratulations! We should go out and celebrate your newfound freedom!"
"Sure."
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
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!"
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?