"Betrayed by love, bound by fate, and torn between two powerful Lycans." Belladonna was ready to leave everything behind and elope with Matt, the man she thought she loved. But on the night of their escape, she discovered his ultimate betrayal-caught in a hotel scandal with his so-called "sister." When she arrived at the station to bail them out, the truth hit her like a blade to the chest. Matt's neck was covered in kiss marks, and his "sister" sat there sobbing, her hands trembling, conveniently covered. "The lock of her apartment is broken, and she was scared, so I stayed with her," he explained, as if that could erase the evidence of his infidelity. But Belladonna didn't react with the fury he expected. No screaming. No demands for an explanation. She simply signed the release forms. "Family?" one of the officers asked. She shook her head, her voice steady. "Just a neighbor." Then, without another word, she lowered her gaze and typed out a message to her mother. [The arranged marriage you mentioned? All right, I'll do it. Give me three days, and I will be home.] Now, engaged to the powerful Lycan prince, Belladonna steps into a world of strength, secrets, and something far more dangerous-a bond she never expected. Because while her fiancé is noble and strong, her true fated mate is not him... but his twin brother, Jayden. With Matt desperate to reclaim her, the Lycan King entangled with his first love, and fate pulling her toward a forbidden bond, Belladonna is caught in a battle between duty and destiny. One wrong choice could destroy everything-including her heart.
Chapter 001
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To most, my boyfriend's sister is a saintly woman, especially as she stands there, her honey-blonde hair catching the morning rays.
But to me, she's an instrument of destruction. The only reason she visits my "filthy little hovel"-as she so lovingly calls it-is to revel in my pain and suffering.
"I wanted to be the first to tell you," Morgan says, the bedframe groaning as she settles on the edge of my rigid mattress-a bed that once belonged to her, gifted to her years ago simply because she was my sister.
She stares at me, her smile sharp and expectant. I realize then-she's waiting. Waiting for me to take the bait, to ask the question she so desperately wants to answer.
With a reluctant sigh, I mumble, "Tell me what?"
Her grin sharpens, eyes gleaming like a predator toying with its prey.
"Congratulations. You're getting married!"
For a moment, I wonder, Does she not realize that I'm dating her brother?
I remember the promise she made the first day Matt introduced us-that she would treat me like her own little sister.
Or maybe, just maybe, the Moon Goddess has finally granted one of my many wishes and driven her insane.
But aside from that ridiculous statement, she looks just as she always does.
"What?"
"Yes, silly! I had Mom and Dad keep it a secret from you as a surprise. And well... aren't you surprised?"
I nod, though mostly out of confusion, hoping she'll keep talking.
"And to a very nice man too. Oh, you'll like him," she says with a chuckle-the same amused sound she makes whenever I trip and fall.
What in the Goddess' name is she even talking about?
I nod again, but it seems she's finished with me.
Humming to herself, she gets up and flounces away, leaving me more confused than before.
Morgan isn't above spinning hurtful lies-in fact, it's one of her favorite pastimes.
Yet, despite her history of fabricating cruel stories, a seed of unease settles in the pit of my stomach. A voice in the back of my mind urges me to investigate further.
I sigh, stand, and make my way to the house.
"Look out!"
I barely step aside in time to avoid being bowled over by a woman rushing through the door I was standing in front of, a large bundle of curtains in her arms.
I follow her inside, and immediately, unease coils in my stomach. The house is in absolute disarray, a flurry of activity everywhere.
Professional cleaners bustle about-a sight I've never witnessed before, as I'm usually the one who handles all the cleaning. In the kitchen, people prepare food, while others dust every nook and cranny, even those hidden spots I've often overlooked.
I ascend the stairs, and through the ajar door, I notice my step-parents, Drake and Jenny, seated and engrossed in a film.
Upon seeing me, Jenny remarks, "Oh good, Morgan has informed you then?"
My stepfather doesn't even acknowledge my presence, but my mother rises, and a wave of queasiness washes over me.
This no longer feels like a joke.
"Here," she says, grabbing a dress from the floor and tossing it at my face.
It's one of hers-the same dress she always claims she's going to throw out because its colors are fading.
"It's for tomorrow when your husband arrives. You should at least try to look-" she pauses, giving me a once-over, "well, like you always do."
Every conversation with her carries a veiled jab-sometimes not so veiled. This one barely registers before the next slips from her thin, pursed lips.
"It is the Lycan prince, after all. Wouldn't want him taking one look at you and deciding to leave," she mutters, settling back into her chair beside Drake. "Now, go downstairs and help."
I yearn to shout at her, to declare the injustice, to remind her that I already have a boyfriend, and to express my fear that the Lycan prince will strip me of my cherished belongings and enslave me.
Yet, years of conditioning have sealed my lips.
"Get the hell out."
Those are the first words my stepfather addresses to me, and I promptly move out of the hazardous area, closing the door behind me.
I pause for a moment, clutching the dress to my throbbing chest.
Among all the torment they've inflicted-whether it's "accidentally" searing my skin with a hot iron, leaving me shivering outside for minor faults beyond my control, or forcing me to wield an axe as heavy as I am under the scorching sun-this situation is the most unbearable.
If I weren't the one confronting this rabid creature, I'd commend them; they've truly outdone themselves.
The Lycan prince!
How did my step-parents manage to arrange a union with the Silver Creek Pack-the most savage pack in the world?
It's bewildering.
A chill runs down my spine as I realize he'll arrive tomorrow.
Asher Aiden and his brother are the embodiment of nightmares, their names spoken in fearful whispers even during daylight.
Finally releasing my limbs, I walk to the top of the stairs and look down. The workers are still bustling below, preparing for a merciless Lycan who has no regard for werewolf life to come and take me away.
And I'm expected to help them plan my own death.
This is unbearable; I can't stay in this house any longer.
I crumple the ridiculous dress, hurry down the stairs to my small room, toss it aside, put on some shoes, and run away.
I need to see Matt. I must be with my boyfriend.
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I love him so much, my big, strong wolf.
Matt is everything to me-everything I ever wanted.
I shouldn't have been worried. He comforted me right away and started looking for a way out.
He quickly came up with a plan-my clever, strong sweetheart-while I just sat there, staring at pictures of the Lycan twins on his computer.
I can't help but feel bitter that their looks don't match the cruelty in their hearts.
I'll slip away before dawn and meet him in the woods. Then, we'll escape together and build a new life elsewhere.
He's the third son of an Alpha, so sooner or later, they'll give up looking for us.
My eyes remain dry as I return to the house.
The chaos continues, but it no longer matters to me. I couldn't care less!
Let them do whatever they want-because I certainly won't be here to suffer the consequences.
Throughout the rest of the day, I remain cheerful, completing each assigned chore with a smile and often suppressing laughter.
Tomorrow's going to be an amazing day.
In their three years of marriage, Chelsea had been a dutiful wife to Edmund. She used to think that her love and care would someday melt Edmund's cold heart, but she was wrong. Finally, she couldn't take the disappointment any longer and chose to end the marriage. Edmund had always thought that his wife was just boring and dull. So it was shocking when Chelsea suddenly threw divorce papers at his face in front of everyone at the Nelson Group's anniversary party. How humiliating! After that, everyone thought that the formerly-married couple would never see each other again, even Chelsea. Once again, she thought wrong. Sometime later, at an award ceremony, Chelsea went onstage to accept the award for best screenplay. Her ex-husband, Edmund, was the one presenting the award to her. As he handed her the trophy, he suddenly reached for her hand and pleaded humbly in front of the audience, "Chelsea, I'm sorry I didn't cherish you before. Could you please give me another chance?" Chelsea looked at him indifferently. "I'm sorry, Mr. Nelson. My only concern now is my business." Edmund's heart was shattered into a million pieces. "Chelsea, I really can't live without you." But his ex-wife just walked away. Wasn't it better for her to just concentrate on her career? Men would only distract her—especially her ex-husband.
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
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.
Blurb "Part your legs for me, princess" Alpha Damian humored huskily like he was intoxicated, I whimpered as he voice sents a jolts of emotions round my body. An emotion that I wasn't supposed to feel. Selene was 18 years old when she found out that Alpha Jasper of the Silver Crescent pack was her mate at her Awakening ceremony. Being a reject with no parents she lived with him for over one year as a slave and he never acknowledged her as his mate because he couldn't accept a reject as his mate. On her 20th birthday, her mate not only rejected her and chose her best friend; Imogen, as his new mate, but he also sold Selene to the most feared Alpha; Alpha Damian of the Crimson Moon pack whom everyone referred to as a beast. Not knowing why Alpha Damian chose to buy her, she can only resign herself to fate. What has the moon goddess installed for me again? Is this the freedom she solely crave for? Will she be tied down with the shackles of the unknown?
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!