Xander had never seen anyone like her..no. The First time she met Gwen, she was looking as naive as the word but this blue eyed girl had the courage to enter a contract relationship with him of all people without knowing who he was! Without knowing that he is Xander Fearless the CEO of the Billion dollar entertainment and production company.. She didn't seem to want to care, she just needed his help in running away from her tyrant of a father, the same man that Xander sees as his nemesis...the same man who's crazy and naive daughter he was already falling for... Try as he might, Xander couldn't hate Gwen for the deeds of her father. The person who's past aligned with his.. Xander had never seen anyone like her..no. The First time he met Gwen, she was looking as naive as the word but this blue eyed girl had the courage to enter a contract relationship with him of all people without knowing who he was! Without knowing that he is Xander Fearless the CEO of the Billion dollar entertainment and production company.. She didn't seem to want to care, she just needed his help in running away from her tyrant of a father, the same man that Xander sees as his nemesis...the same man who's crazy and naive daughter he was already falling for... Try as he might, Xander couldn't hate Gwen for the deeds of her father. The person who's past aligned with his..
For years now, I have lived with my miserable father and my stepmother ever since my mother passed away. Things weren't any different between my father and my new mom, the constant yell, screams and abuse were always there.
The walls have never escaped those horrid screams of mine when he hurls a beer bottle at me.
He was a reckless alcoholic and a debtor who only cared about himself and my stepmother. I couldn't be more glad that I didn't have any siblings because they wouldn't need to go through half of what I experienced.
It made me see why my mom decided to end her life alongside the fetus growing in her stomach.
I had drifted far in my thoughts when I heard a loud bang on the door. It startled me so much that I almost fell off the bed.
"Irene!" My father called out for me.
"Meet me in the sitting room"
I stood up from my bed, placing my hand on the door knob as different thoughts raced through my mind. What did he call me for? Was he about to take my money again?
I opened the door slowly, grimacing on the sound that emanated from the creak the door made.
I walked to the sitting room and he was holding a bottle of beer with his legs propped on the table while fixing his gaze on the blank TV.
He headed his head towards my direction and I froze immediately on the spot as soon as I made eye contact with him. He averted his gaze and downed the whole bottle of beer before putting it on the floor.
Around a corner in the living room, different bottles of beer were piled up on each other.
I stood beside him with my head lowered down, waiting for him to say his usual words whenever he called to ask me for money but I was taken aback when he told me to raise my head up.
I stared at him with surprise evident on my face while he took another beer and downed all the contents before deciding to speak.
He exhaled out, glancing at me as if he was trying to gather his words together. The way he looked made me curious about what he was about to say.
It couldn't be any different from asking me for money, right?
"Why don't you say whatever you want to say instead of keeping her in suspense" My stepmother, Clara, said while coming out of the kitchen with a plate of peeled apples.
She rolled her eyes at me as she walked
Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
"I, Erika Blackwood, stand before you, Alexander Robertson, with a heavy heart. I hereby reject you as my mate. The bond we once shared has grown fragile, and my soul yearns for a different path. May you find solace in the love of another, and may we both find the happiness we seek." Alexander didn't say a word and looked at me. But he refused to accept. *********** Erika Blackwood is the next Alpha in line of the Ironclaw Pack. She hides her identity and gets mated to the Alpha of the Moonforest Pack, Alexander Robertson. Three years passed, but Alexander is still unwilling to let go of his childhood sweetheart. Erika is mistreated and eventually framed by the same childhood sweetheart. Now she leaves with that humiliation, and goes back to her pack, swearing vengeance on those who hurt her. They all waited for her to return and beg, but what happens when they realize that the famous Ironclaw Pack that was going to help in the rogue war, was ruled by a woman named, Erika Blackwood. Now her Ex mates want her back. Other Alphas want this woman.. But will she accept any of them? Or will she stay independent forever?...
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?
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Becky endured three years of marriage to the cold-hearted Rory. In all that time, she naively reasoned that one day, he'd gradually come to like her. But the second he forced her to kneel down and humiliate herself, she knew she had been wrong about him. This man had no feelings for her at all. So why should she still love him? When Rory gave her the choice between kneeling down and divorcing, she didn't miss a beat and chose the latter. After all, why should she waste her youth on this scumbag? Wouldn't it be nicer for her to just have fun every day with her billion-dollar family fortune?