Amelia wakes to find herself among Twelve kidnapped women including herself. Whilst finding a way to escape with her fellow group of kidnapped women, they get taken to an island after their failed attempt to escape. On getting to the island they find out that they were chosen to become mates to some sets of werewolves through a blood ceremony that turns them into werewolves. Amelia becomes mated to an unexpected werewolf from an unexpected household. She then finds a way to rescue the women and escape with them. Who is this werewolf?Will they both accept each other as their mates?Will Amelia find a way to escape with the women?How will she proceed with her werewolf life?..
I awoke to a place that was dark, filthy, and crowded.
My confused, fuzzy mind tried to comprehend what was the matter. This wasn't my small, dank apartment in my rough neighborhood, nor was it the large department store in which I worked. No, this was somewhere else, somewhere horrible and frightening.
I tried to sit up, but I grew lightheaded and swayed. My shoulder was knocked into the leg of another person.
"Watch it!" a woman's voice hissed.
"She didn't mean to," another voice spoke up. Again, it was a woman who spoke.
I forced my eyes open and beheld a dark, cramped holding car much like a boxcar, but half the size. There were slats near the top to allow for ventilation and some light from the night sky beyond the little prison. Benches sat two feet off the dirty floor and were on three sides of the rectangular space. The fourth side, one of the ones that comprised the short end of the car, appeared to be made of two metal doors that swung outward. I lay on the dirty ground at the far end opposite the doors and in front of one of the benches.
On the benches and the floor sat a dozen women counting myself. In the dim light, I glimpsed their wide, frightened eyes. Their ages ranged from the mid-teens to early thirties, and their clothes were as different as their ages. Some wore jeans and shirts, others were clothed in dress pants and blouses. Some wore glasses, and others didn't. A few were beautiful, some were plain like me, but none were what I'd call unattractive.
I tried to shift my legs, but there came a metallic scraping sound and something arrested my movements. I glanced down at my ankles and saw I was shackled. My wrists were likewise attached to one another, but at least they were locked in front of me. I ground my teeth together and shook the wooziness out of my head.
"Where. . where am I?" I asked the women.
"Hell," a nearby woman quipped. I recognized her voice as the one I'd angered. She had long, dark brown hair and narrow, dark eyes.
"You're not making things better for any of us saying that, Riley," a woman near her scolded her. That was the second woman I'd heard earlier.
"Why should I care about everyone else? I don't know any of you. All we've done is give our first names," Riley snapped.
I tried to stand, but the holding car suddenly jumped as though it hit a bump. I tipped over and fell into the arms of the friendly woman. "Easy there. The stuff they gave you is just wearing off," she told me.
"'Stuff?'" I repeated.
The woman smiled. "You're really out of it, aren't you? Do you remember your first name?"
"What does it matter? They're probably taking us somewhere where they can kill us all," Riley argued.
The woman who held me glared at her. "It matters to put names with faces just in case we need to help each other." She returned her attention to me and squeezed me between herself and a young girl of sixteen. "I'm Karissa. What's yours?"
I clutched my aching head in my hand and scrunched my eyes shut. "Amelia, but where are we?" I persisted.
Karissa shrugged. "In this boxcar driving somewhere. It's been like that for a few hours. Ever since the first of us woke up."
I swept my eyes over the long, haggard faces of the others. "How'd we get here?"
"Probably the same way you did. What is the last thing you remember ?" Karissa asked me.
I furrowed my brow and grimaced. "I. I remember having a drink after work, and this guy came up and offered to buy me one. He-" My eyes widened when I recalled what happened next. "He put something in my drink! He drugged me and pulled me outside, and then. . .and then-"
Karissa nodded. "And then you woke up here. That's pretty much the same story everybody else told. Well, most everybody." She leaned back and looked at the young woman beside me. My right-side companion was small and thin with short hair and a shy face. I realized the girl's shoulders shook, and the soft sound of crying reached my ears. She was bent forward and her face was in her manacled hands.
I tried to wrap my arm around her shoulders, but my shackles constrained me. I had to settle with setting a hand on her arm. "You okay?" I whispered.
"Don't mind her. She's been bawling since she woke up," Riley spoke up.
Karissa whipped her head to Riley and glared at her. "You'd be crying your eyes out, too, if you were stolen off the street going home after school," she snapped.
I leaned forward and squeezed her arm. "What's your name?" I asked her.
She raised her head and revealed tear-streaked cheeks and a cute, but young, face. "L-Lily," she replied.
I smiled. "That's a pretty name. I'm Amelia."
Lily wiped a few stray tears from her cheeks and straightened a little. "That's a nice name, too," she told me.
"I could just barf," Riley spoke up.
"Don't. Those slats up there aren't that great at getting air down here," Karissa pointed out.
I stood and leaned my back against the metal wall to steady myself against bumps. I inspected the slats. They stood eight feet off the ground, and a thin screen covered their six-inch openings. My desperate mind conjured up a desperate plan.
"I think some of us can fit through there if the others give them a boost," I suggested.
Riley looked at me and snorted. "You'd better not be considering you for the top."
I hated to admit it, but she was right. I wasn't slim. My hips were wide, my belly flabby, and my breasts were too big for this escape. I was plump, and plump wouldn't get me out of this terrifying ordeal. The rest of me, my long dark-brown hair and frumpy clothes, suited me, but still wouldn't help.
"I'm not, but Lily and a few of the others might be able to fit through," I insisted.
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Julia and Evan were the perfect couple-or so she thought. But everything changed when Evan abruptly ended their relationship, leaving her heartbroken and unable to tell him she was carrying his child. Years later, Julia has built a life for herself and her son, Andy, while Evan has risen to unimaginable wealth and success. Their paths cross again at a chance meeting, but Julia soon discovers Evan has moved on with someone else. Julia is done with the pain. She's fought battles alone, raising a son who deserves the truth about his father, even if Evan doesn't deserve her forgiveness. When Julia told Evan years ago she had something to say, he didn't listen. Now, it's time for him to listen. But is it too late to reclaim what he lost? "We should break up," he'd said, the words cutting through her like glass. The pregnancy test in her pocket stayed hidden, just like the child they would never share. Now, it's Evan's turn to hear the truth-and to face his deepest regret.
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"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"