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Hazel Nash had always been the one person I couldn't stand. Every time I saw her in the hallways, her head buried in some book, I felt my blood boil. She had taken my topper spot and made it hers, and every time I saw her name above mine, it felt like a personal insult. But there was something else, something I never admitted to myself until that day. It was late after school, and the halls were empty. I was heading to the library when I heard soft humming. Following the sound, I found Hazel sitting alone in a corner, her eyes closed, lost in her music. For a moment, I just watched her. She looked so different, so...peaceful. "Enjoying the view?" she asked, not opening her eyes. I felt my face heat up. "Just wondering how you always manage to look so smug," I shot back. She opened her eyes and met my gaze, and for the first time, I saw something other than rivalry in them. There was a softness, a vulnerability that took me by surprise. "Maybe because I don't see you as a rival, Ace," she said softly. "Maybe I just see you." Those words hung in the air, and something shifted between us. We both knew we were supposed to hate each other, but in that moment, it felt impossible. The days that followed were confusing. I found myself drawn to her, seeking her out in the library, walking her to classes. We'd argue, of course, but there was a new undercurrent, a tension that was hard to ignore. One evening, as we were studying together, our hands brushed. It was a simple touch, but it sent a shock through me. "Why are you doing this, Hazel?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. "Because," she replied, "I think there's more to you than just the competition." That night, under the dim library lights, we kissed. It was tentative at first, then urgent, as if we were trying to make up for all the lost time spent hating each other. In that moment, all the rivalry melted away, replaced by something far deeper. But it wasn't easy. We had to keep it a secret, sneaking around, hiding our feelings from everyone. Warren would never understand, and Amber would be furious. The school would explode if they knew. Yet, every stolen moment was worth the risk. One day, we were nearly caught by Warren. We had been in the music room, hidden from the world, when we heard footsteps. Hazel panicked, but I held her close. "Trust me," I whispered. We stayed still until the footsteps faded away, and then she kissed me, harder than ever before. "Someday, Ace, this won't have to be a secret," she said. "Someday," I agreed, hoping that day would come sooner rather than later. Until then, we would live for the stolen moments, the secret smiles, and the forbidden kisses. Because despite everything, despite the rivalry and the risks, Hazel Nash had become the one person I couldn't live without.
"Dumb!!" He teased as she was all alone, left in the field. There he stood with his boys with his famous smirk. Hazel turned around to give him the most annoyed look. Ignoring him, like always she grabbed her small backpack. As she turned to leave she heard Amber mock her, "ones a topper can't be always a topper!?" She says making her hurt and fresh tears gathered in her eyes. Her green pearls shined differently with tears.
Hazel's heart raced as she spiked the volleyball, her eyes fixed on Lila, Ace's girlfriend, who stood poised on the other side of the net. The gymnasium was a cacophony of noise, with students cheering, shouting, and jeering. Hazel's muscles ached from exertion, but she pushed through, determined to win this match. It wasn't just about volleyball; it was about proving herself.
With one last powerful serve, the game ended. The whistle blew, and Lila's team celebrated their victory, hugging and high-fiving each other. Hazel's heart sank, the sting of defeat settling in. She had given it her all, but it hadn't been enough. She dropped to her knees, panting heavily, her spirit bruised.
As Hazel tried to catch her breath, she noticed a group approaching from the corner of her eye. Ace, the school's notorious bad boy, led the pack. His dark eyes gleamed with mischief, and his signature smirk played on his lips. Behind him, his friends followed, ready to mock and torment.
"Well, well, well, look who's on the ground," Ace said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Lost the match, didn't you, Hazel?"
Hazel stood up slowly, her legs feeling like jelly. She tried to meet his gaze with a steady look, but her heart was pounding too hard. "It was a tough game," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
"A tough game?" Ace echoed, laughing coldly. "You were pathetic. Couldn't even beat my girlfriend."
His friends joined in, their laughter echoing in the gymnasium. Hazel felt a lump in her throat and blinked back tears. She clenched her fists, trying to maintain her composure.
"Leave her alone, Ace," Lila said, stepping forward with an uncertain glance at her boyfriend. "She tried her best."
Ace shot Lila a sharp look. "Defending the nerd now, are we?" He turned back to Hazel, his smirk widening. "You know, Hazel, I've been thinking. Your eighteenth birthday is coming up soon, right?"
Hazel's heart skipped a beat. "What's it to you?"
Ace took a step closer, his eyes locking onto hers. "Well, I've got a special present planned for you," he said, his voice low and menacing. "I'm going to take your first kiss."
The blood drained from Hazel's face. "What?"
"You heard me," Ace said, his smirk turning cruel. "Your first kiss, Hazel. On your eighteenth birthday."
Hazel felt a wave of shock and horror wash over her. The gym seemed to spin, Ace's words echoing in her ears. She took a step back, her legs trembling. "You're disgusting," she spat, trying to sound braver than she felt.
Ace's friends laughed louder, clearly enjoying the scene. "Oh, come on, Hazel," Ace said, his tone mockingly sweet. "Don't act like you haven't thought about it."
Hazel's cheeks burned with a mix of anger and humiliation. "Stay away from me, Ace," she said, her voice shaking but louder. "I mean it."
Ace's eyes narrowed, his smirk fading. "Or what?" he challenged, his voice dropping to a threatening whisper.
Hazel swallowed hard, her heart racing. She didn't have a plan, didn't know how to fight back against someone like Ace. But she refused to let him see her fear. "Just stay away," she repeated, her voice stronger this time.
Ace stared at her for a long moment, his gaze piercing. Then, he shrugged, the smirk returning to his lips. "We'll see," he said casually, turning away. "Come on, guys. Let's get out of here."
As they walked away, Hazel felt the tension drain from her body, leaving her weak and shaky. She sank onto a nearby bench, her hands trembling. Lila approached her, a look of concern on her face.
"Hazel, I'm sorry about Ace," Lila said softly. "He's... he's a jerk."
Hazel looked up at Lila, forcing a small smile. "It's not your fault," she said. "Thanks for... for trying to help."
Lila nodded, looking relieved. "If you ever need anything, just let me know," she said before walking away to join her teammates.
Hazel sat there for a long time, the gymnasium emptying around her. She felt a mix of anger, fear, and determination. Ace might think he could intimidate her, but she wasn't going to let him win. Not this time.
As she stood up to leave, she made a silent promise to herself. She would find a way to stand up to Ace, to show him that she wasn't afraid. And when her eighteenth birthday came, she would be ready. Her eighteenth was just in next fifteen days!!
She ran out of the stadium as fast as she could their voices seems to be faded her now her mind reminded her that she was weak! A cursed left her mouth. That made her remember the each bullying of her mother to her. As the darkness consumed the earth, she was found walking alone on the narrow street back to her home.
Fear gripped her heart, as there was no human found here after 7pm. She fastened her speed. Meanwhile here, Ace hoped on his bike with Lila behind him. They wore their helmets. "Ace what were you talking to her?" She asks as she helds his shoulders. Ace paused at her words.
"Nothing special" he smoothly lied to her which she believed. Meanwhile Amber, who was jealous of her own cousin Lila, couldn't help and called out Her, "hey Lila mom was asking about you" she says smiling fakely to her.
"Say hey to aunt Karen" lila says waving a bye. As Ace roared his bike engine on the road. Lila hugs him tightly as he rides his bike, his mind was already full of Hazel and her teary eyes. Her eyes says it all. Her eyes were too beautiful too resist and so was her presence
The world's most feared mafia, Ehab Durani, is a 30-year-old man of few words with all bad habits. He changes girlfriends like clothes. His smooth-going life takes a U-turn when he bumps into a timid soul named Wafa Shirley. He falls for her at the very first sight, whereas his father is totally against his will to make Wafa his in every sense. But being stubborn and dangerous, Ehab decides to keep his father out of his life. But the most interesting part is when Ehab comes to know that Wafa is his enemy's daughter. His enemy, with whom he has no good relations, they can't even breathe in the same room for a minute. Ehab plans to learn about Wafa through Lucy, her office manager. He makes sure that she keeps an eye on Wafa by becoming her good friend. Also, Ehab instructed Lucy to find out whether Wafa's disease is real or if she is faking it. As a mafia member, he doesn't trust anyone, so he just wants to be on the safe side. When he finds out that Wafa is innocent and not faking it, he falls for more for her. As Ehab learns about Wafa's past. He is not shocked to know that her own father was using her to kill his enemies but also taking advantage of her rare disease called Dementia. She creates her own scenarios in her mind. She barely remembers anything real of her own. Taking advantage of her disease, Ehab plans a very dangerous plan to kill her father, Keith Evans. The story takes twist when Wafa makes a soft corner in his heart. Ehab starts falling for her more and more. They found themselves tangled in such problems that keep them entangled with each other every now and then. Ehab's dominating side, his intensity, makes her feel sparks. His closeness makes her heart thud. His touches are a cure for all her scars. She learns that she cannot survive without him. He makes the first move and proposes to her one night. But here, Keith Evans plans to send his man to Ehab's place to find out what Ehab is planning. And when he discovers that his daughter is in love with his enemy, he plans to cut them into pieces that too on their wedding day. Ehab promised himself to protect her at every cost, even if he has to sacrifice his life. Ehab plans his wedding not to be announced in front of the world, but Keith manages to find out and kidnaps his own daughter. Ehab gets furious and he himself attacks Keith's mansion and warehouse, killing all of Keith's men and destroying him completely. Ehab knows that Keith has a stupid obsession with collecting various types of currencies, illegally, so he burns them to ashes. As Ehab finishes destroying everything, Keith smirks, aiming his gun at his daughter. But at the right time, Ehab's father shoots Keith. And this is how they overcome all their hurdles. They mark a day for themselves, and she is known as his bride.
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.
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
"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?
Five years ago, Alessia La Rosa's life took a drastic turn when, suffering from memory loss, she wed to Dominic Carter under her grandfather's mysterious arrangement. But their marriage was a facade, bringing her only humiliation and heartache as Dominic showed no love, and she couldn't conceive. Upon discovering Dominic's infidelity, Alessia sought liberation through divorce. Yet, fate had more in store for her. Five years later, spurred by an anonymous email hinting at her lost child's whereabouts, she returns to the city with her twin babies in tow, determined to uncover the truth. As she navigates the tangled web of her past, a surprising twist awaits. Dominic, upon meeting her again, finds himself drawn to the woman she has become, unaware of her true identity as his former wife. Little does he know, the woman he's falling for is not only his ex-wife but also a powerful Doctor and Master Hacker.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
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?