Jevail Gabriel was startled when he felt Melody's lips pressed against his-on the night of his engagement. "You're not going to get rid of me," Melody hissed as she parted her lips from his. Still stunned, he watched as she turned to the attendees-under their awe-filled gazes-and declared herself his legal wife, stating that, according to the law, a man cannot remarry without first obtaining a divorce. With that, she pronounced the engagement null and void, sending the crowd into a frenzy while journalists captured the moment, streaming it live on the internet. "You played dirty, Melody! You'll beg for mercy. But first... I'll make you regret it, dear wife," Jevail growled, shoving her onto the bed and tightly securing her hands with his red tie.
"You're a fraud and a lair. We cannot be under the same roof." The blond man stood out with his athletic body, his perfect muscles visible even under his shirt. He glared at her with contempt, as if she had committed a murder in front of him.
"What are you talking about? I didn't expect you to lose trust in me like this. Where did our deep love go, Noah?" A girl with short red hair and black tips said.
The silver earrings she wore swayed whenever she tried to grab his arm. While he turned his head every time she stood before him.
She felt the passers-by gazes on her. They started whispering and pointing their fingers in sympathy at her.
The atmosphere was tense , making it difficult for her to breathe despite her efforts to hold on and avoid collapse. Noah was the love of her life. Eight years of deep love sharing the sweet and bitter togather without complaint. And now, he would simply leave her? Breaking her heart with every single word he said.
"It's all over, Melody. We can't continue togather," he growled sadly, after pushing her to the ground next to his feetfoot. She was shocked as soon as she reached the ground. She didn't expect him to humiliate and push her like this.
Even though her eyes was burning, she refused to let her tears flow for someone who did not appreciate or respect her. Someone simply abandoned her.
She felt as if her heartbeat was in her head instead of her heart . However, She got up calmly, shook off her red dress, embroidered with unique perfection, and ignored the whispers around her.
With eyes full of questions, she asked, 'Why, Noah? Why now? I'll not allow you to insult me anymore. My love for you does not mean that you can insult me."
Despite her warning tone, Noah rolled his eyes in disdain, not paying any attention to her.
Suddenly, he approached her and grabbed her shoulders tightly.
She was only inches away from his face, which was filled with both consolation and the desire to destroy her. This was the first time she had seen Noah act like thatthis.
"Are you really asking why, Melody? Damn it." He hissed through his gritted teeth before throwing her again with excessive force, tearing her only dress suitable for going out on a date with him..
While her mind struggled to analyze what Noah was saying on one hand, and the state she had reached on the other, she tried to cover the bare part of her shoulder.
'What should I do? Oh God!! My only dress,... people are watching me,' she whispered to herself feeling humiliation. She couldn't believe that Noah had done this to her.
"When were you planning on informing me that you're now with someone else? When were you going to bother telling me that you are married?" He exclaimed in a load voice that attracted more public attention to her.
Her eyes turned red, her veins popped, knowing that he had discovered everything.
"Noah, Noah, dear, Listen to me. I will explain everything about this matter." She stuttered as she tried to stand up to catch up with his fast steps. She was bumping into passers-by, leaving behind a bouquet of red flowers lying on the ground.
The scene of Noah throwing away the ring that took her two years to collect the money to buy, was repeated in her mind. She wanted to propose him, but she did not expect that he would reject her in such a tragic way."
The sounds of the water hitting the side of the bridge were mixed with the whisperings of the people around her. Their contemptuous looks penetrated her mind. Even the breeze made her suffocate when she saw the view of the sunset enjoyed by those standing there on the bridge, reminding her of when her love story with him began, and its end today.
"Noah, listen to me, please. This didn't happen by my will. Noah, believe me, that marriage was just a deal," Melody screamed until she felt her vocal cords being cut off, watching from afar Noah's car as he drove away, without even looking back at her for the last time. She cried until she could no longer feel her breath.
Her body hit the ground after her feet betrayed her, making the situation even worse. No one offered her a helping hand, and no one felt the extent of the pain she was experiencing.
With her trembling hands, she tried to call him. 'He's already blocked me!' she whispered in her mind in disbelief.
A call came from her grandfather, but she ignored it. For a moment, she expected that it was Noah who called. Feeling disappointed she smashed her phone on the ground to simulate the wreckage of her broken heart, feeling the pain every passing second. With difficulty, she dragged her feet walking towards nowhere.
'Damn it,'She hissed. 'What about the dreams we made together? What about everything we planned? The children, the house, the garage, the garden – everything was destroyed and gone to hell; only ashes remained.' Her mind was buzzing with these words as she walked without a specific destination.
A bar down the street caught her attention. She didn't care if she was going to spend the last of her upgrade money. In any case, she had planned to spend it by taking Noah to one of the upscale restaurants. But she didn't care anymore; Noah was gone forever.
The marble walls, the sounds of loud music, and the smell of cigarettes mixed with the scents of perfumes worth thousands of dollars; even if she worked for the rest of her life, she would not be able to buy one like it.
The people there looked at her with a kind of disgust because of her miserable appearance. She ignored their hurtful comments and he started drinking.
"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?...
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
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!
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.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."