"And who are you? What do you actually know about us? Did you come because you saw I was alone, because you know you are way stronger than I am? Did you come to have your way with me, because that's what I have to face in the hands of men? First it was that fat, smelly, and unkept idiot at the grocery store, then Mr. Ken, and now you!" I roared in anger. I was struggling to catch my breath and talk slowly. "Oh, so this is why you were getting all worked up. Sorry, sweetie, but I'm not even a bit interested in your body. You don't know who I am, do you?. Well, let me introduce myself. I am Damion Volk." He said it like I was supposed to know who he was. I just stared at him in total confusion. "You don't know me." He said and let out a little laugh before running his hands through his hair.He looked up to the sky as his pair of grey eyes reflected the moon. Piercing grey eyes that seem to bore into those he meets, a chiselled face with sharp angles, and a small, sly smile that hints at a mischievous sense of humour. His dark grey hair styled perfectly, framing his face with a sense of sophistication and control. His features are refined, with high cheekbones and a strong jawline that speaks to his confidence and determination. But it's his eyes that truly reveal his nature-cold, calculating, and always seeming to size others up, even as they sparkle with a playful glint that suggests he's up to something. His gaze is hypnotic, drawing others in even as they sense the danger lurking beneath the surface.
As I raced down the hallway towards Kya's ward, panic gripped me, making it feel like my soul was slipping away. I had been nearly finished with my shift at Mrs. Candra's shop when I got an urgent call from Kya's doctor.
"Miss, I'm sorry, but you can't go in right now; the doctor is with her," a nurse informed me, blocking my path.
"Please, tell me she's going to be okay," I pleaded, clutching her arm.
"I'm sorry, but I can't say for sure. We need to wait for the doctor. You know Kya needs a heart transplant as soon as possible. She's been suffering for too long," the nurse said before walking away, leaving me standing there, shattered. How could life be so cruel? Kya was only four, the last bit of family I had left after our parents' tragic accident two years ago.
I quickly wiped away my tears as the doctor emerged from the ward. Rushing to him, I clung to a sliver of hope.
"Doctor, how is she?" I asked, desperation lacing my voice.
"Please follow me to my office, Miss Caddle," he replied, leading the way. Inside his office, the air felt heavy with unspoken words.
"Kya needs the surgery urgently. Without it, her condition will only worsen," he stated bluntly.
"Sir, you know I want nothing more than to see Kya healthy, but I don't have the money for a heart transplant. I can barely manage our current bills," I explained, feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders.
"I'm sorry, Miss Caddle, but medication alone won't save her. She needs specialized care. I recommend transferring her to a hospital that can provide the necessary treatment," he said, handing me a slip of paper.
"No, please, don't give up on us," I begged, dropping to my knees. "Give me another month to find the money."
"I've explained before that I don't have the resources for a heart transplant or a cardiologist. My facility is too small. I only agreed to treat Kya because of my general medical knowledge, but she needs specialists now. Keeping her here longer might endanger her life. Please, take her to the hospital on this list," he urged gently before leaving me alone with my despair.
Tears streamed down my face as I knelt there, overwhelmed by helplessness. First, my parents, then Kya's, who had taken me in from the orphanage, and now Kya herself-I was losing everyone I loved. But I couldn't afford to break down. Kya needed me to be strong.
I composed myself and returned to her room. She looked so small and frail, her pale face barely visible against the hospital sheets. She opened her eyes as I approached, forcing a smile to mask my fear.
"Hey, sweetie, how are you feeling?" I asked softly.
"Clara?" she murmured, removing her oxygen mask and struggling to sit up.
"Hey, take it easy," I said, rushing to support her. I propped her up with a pillow, trying to make her comfortable.
"Where have you been all day?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper, tinged with hurt.
"Did you miss me?" I teased gently, but her frown spoke volumes-she was upset that I hadn't been there.
"I want to go home; I don't like it here. It hurts, Clara," she confessed, her words piercing my heart. I choked back a sob, knowing I couldn't grant her wish.
"You need to stay here to get better," I explained, my voice thick with emotion.
"No, I want to go home," she insisted, tears welling in her eyes. I quickly replaced her oxygen mask, trying to hide my own tears.
"Why don't you rest and talk through your mask? I promise we'll go home as soon as you're well," I assured her, stroking her hair.
"Okay," she mumbled, her resolve crumbling.
"That's my girl," I said, kissing her forehead. "Are you hungry?"
"Not really. I don't feel like eating much," she admitted.
"What would you like? I'll get it for you," I offered.
"Ice cream, vanilla flavor," she replied, brightening a little.
"Kya, you know you can only have sorbet, frozen yogurt, or gelato," I reminded her gently.
"Fine, frozen yogurt then," she conceded.
"I'll be right back," I promised, heading to the nearby ice cream parlor. As I left the hospital, my phone buzzed. It was my boss from the grocery store.
"Clara! Where are you? You were supposed to work tonight!" he yelled, nearly deafening me.
"Sir, I informed you that I couldn't work overnight. My sister is very ill, and she needs me," I explained, struggling to stay calm.
"Did I give you permission to leave? You're supposed to be here!" he barked before hanging up. I sighed, frustration mounting. I bought the frozen yogurt and returned to the hospital, fearing I'd be fired.
Back at Kya's ward, I found her waiting eagerly. Her face lit up when I handed her the cup.
"Thank you, Clara," she said, smiling.
"How about we wash your hair tomorrow?" I suggested, trying to keep her spirits up.
"Are we going somewhere?" she asked, hopeful.
"I'll take you wherever you want, as long as the doctor approves," I said, brushing her hair lovingly. I had promised our parents I'd take care of her, but I felt like I was failing.
After reading her a story, she fell asleep. I kissed her forehead and quietly slipped out, asking a nurse to keep an eye on her. I handed the nurse some money, grateful for her understanding.
As I left for Mrs. Morgan's house, a sense of dread settled over me. Life had been relentlessly cruel, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I was cursed.
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**Damion's POV**
I couldn't believe she did that. She's really pushing my patience. I just need to get one more woman to sign this damn contract, and I'll be free from her control over my life.
"Off to your hunt?" Kenzo's voice pulled me from my thoughts.
"Want to tag along?" I asked, half-joking.
"Nah, that's between you and that invisible goddess you keep talking about. By the way, is she beautiful?" Kenzo teased.
I turned to face him, catching his teasing smile even in the dim light. I smirked, amused by his audacity. If only the goddess could hear one of her own questioning her beauty with such casual lust.
"I wouldn't ask that if I were you," I warned, changing out of my suit. Businessman by day, soul recruiter by night-a twisted duality she had thrust upon me, but tonight would be the end of it.
"Why not?" Kenzo persisted, his tone still lighthearted.
"You don't want to see the goddess angry," I said, buttoning my shirt and grabbing a jacket.
"You can stay, Buddy. I think I can handle this one alone," I said to the large black wolf beside Kenzo.
"Bye, Damion. Have fun. And for the record, I'm not afraid of any goddess-well, except the moon goddess, because she's-"
"Shut up, Kenzo," I interrupted, rolling my eyes as I left the room. Let's get this over with.
Lilly was eleven when her parents was murdered, that night was supposed to be her birthday but something unexpected happened. Lilly never understood what happened, all she knew was that she must keep the key safe. Her mother handed her the key and made her swear to keep it safe. Lilly's brother Michael managed to escape with Lilly that night but he knew that they couldn't stay together much longer. After all their father got betrayed by his best friend. Michael tried to keep Lilly safe but at the end they both got separated. Lilly knew she had to keep her self safe because lots of people have sacrifice themselves just so she could be safe. But while trying to do so she jumped off the cliff and found herself at the other side of the country. There she started a new life, but it wasn't what really thought it could be. She thought Michael will come for her like he promised, but he never came. Eleven years past Lilly was still hoping that Michael will come but he never did. When an opportunity showed itself at her door she didn't hesitate to take it. She had to marry the famous lawyer, Eric Sarton just so she could find the people who killed her parents. Little did she know that her whole life were about to change.
She looked so young, what was she doing inside the cave of the curse? She was just a child , how was she able to pass the spell placed at the door? She walked up to me, raising her small tiny hand to touch me. I back away immediately glaring at her thinking that it will scare her away. "It's okay, you don't have to be scared. Am not going to hurt you. My name is Elena and I am six years old, what's your name?" She asked, smiling at me. Why would the moon goddess let a six year old Inside a beast cave? Is she trying to test me? "You don't have a name? Then I will call you Snow since you look so white and beautiful as the snow" she said, reaching out to touch me again. Then something caught my attention, she was wearing the moon necklace, the only thing that consists of the power that can let me out of here. I tried moving close to her but the chain around my neck was preventing me. I started drawing back and she followed me in, she was just one step away from me. Is time for me to get away from this pit of hell. Once she was closer to me I pounced on her. Her scream filled the cave, but all I wanted was my freedom, my revenge. Am going to destroy the world, I will burn it down.
"But why won't you kiss me back, wait don't tell me I didn't meet the standard of the girls you kiss and make out with" "Brianna your hand is bleeding come let's stop it and cover up that wound" there is no way am having this conversation with her. "I don't want to cover wounds, I want you to answer my question?" "Brianna please drop it you are playing with fire"
Bella was haunted by her nightmares, but those nightmares are all bloody. She just wanted to live normal like everyone else but first she must get her revenge
"Amber stay away from me, or I may hurt you" "No you won't hurt me, i trust you" "Am not who you think I am" he said "I know who exactly you are, never push me away cause you are stuck with me, forever"
I am Mia, the dark PRINCESS. I was the beginning and I am also the ending. I am the light that brights the dark path..........
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
After a one-night stand with Gavin Russell, the Powerful and cold alpha CEO, Iris Green was smitten and she thought there could be something between them after realizing they were fated mates. Her hopes were crushed by his harsh words, "I don't eat the same food twice." Broken, she returned to her city to manage her family business but soon realized that a seed had been planted. Giving birth to a set of twins, she could not endure raising them alone, when they looked exactly like him. She sent one of them to Gavin with a note, "Dessert after supper." Gavin frowned when he received the parcel, from his son. He sent people to fetch that blondie but it was as if she disappeared from the face of the earth. Of course, the Green family was mysterious and she was the new head of the family. She only gets seen whenever she wants to be.
"I ran. Ran as fast as my legs could go. Away. Away from him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hailey Pritchett loved her job as the secretary of Henry Caldwell, the CEO of the Caldwell Industries. She was a woman who liked safety, and stayed far away from danger. However, the company is bought by a ruthless businessman who is known as the Sniper. Theodore Benson is a ruthless billionaire, and is known as the Sniper in the business world. Because he kills his opponents without letting them know. He bows down to no one, and when he wants something, he does everything - whether legal or not - to possess it. When Hailey and Theodore aka the Sniper, come face to face, Hailey knows that Theodore is dangerous. So Hailey does what she does best in the face of danger. She runs. But will Theodore let her get away? Theodore wants Hailey Pritchett, and won't stop until he has her - in every possible way. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!
Charlotte, hurt and heartbroken after her boyfriend, Dylan cheated on her with his brother's fiancee Eleanor, found herself unexpectedly married to Adam, Dylan's older brother, a disabled man, a man she had no feelings for, a man very much older than she is. Adam and Charlotte agreed to have a contract marriage, just so they could get revenge on Dylan, and Eleanor, for hurting them. As time went by, Charlotte and Adam fell in love, however little did she know that this man was the complete opposite of what he portrayed himself to be. How will Charlotte react when she finds out that the man she married is a mafia, and that her life is at risk, staying married to Adam? What will Charlotte do when her one night stand comes back threatening the love she and Adam has built? How will Charlotte and Adam navigate their exes, Dylan, and Eleanor, wanting them back, and threatening to ruin the love they share? Find out in this tale of love , betrayal, and revenge, with so many plot twists that will keep you at the edges of your seats.
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?