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Zendaya is a shy but smart young woman who finds herself weaving through the intricacies of life. A graduate with no job and losing her father at the age of eight with a crippled mother to take care of, life does not go well for her as she struggles with bills and responsibilities. Getting a surprise invite to the biggest oil and Gas Company in their country, she goes and automatically gets the job as the personal assistant to the CEO. Finding herself always working round the clock with her stern boss, she realizes she is not the only one who is developing feelings and both surrendering to desires, she gets pregnant. Things get heated when she discovers he is engaged to marry and her mother is missing. How the young woman who has been will bullied most of her life deal with these difficult situations? Will her boss, the man responsible for her pregnancy, accept the child and cancel his own wedding? Or will they clash, then come together to uncover the deeds of the past and how it links to their present and subsequently, their future together?
I stared in surprise at the open screen of my old laptop before me. The mail open and its contents exposed before my very two eyes. I had not applied for a job in this company, how did I get an invite? Moreover, an invite to work at the biggest oil and Gas Company in the country was a dream I'd never even had, talk more of planning to achieve. Still, the words stared back at me; it was real and confirming.
I looked at the date and saw it was...today? I panicked a little as my eyes flew to the clock hanging on the wall of my room. The hour hand was pointing at two and the minute hand was at five, it was twenty five past two and the Interview was going to take place seven hours and thirty five minutes from now. I quickly stood and went through my tiny closet that was sparse with clothes. I chose two of my best so I had options to choose from and made an urgent work of ironing them. By the time I was done, it was three am on dot. I went to my mother's room and checked to see she was peacefully sleeping. I went back to my own room and set the alarm an hour before ten.
I was so revved up I could not will my mind to sleep. Possibilities and probabilities poured in, all making me nervous and excited. Soon, I drifted off and by the time I woke, it was fifteen past nine. I rushed through the morning, caring for my mother.
"Why are you in a hurry this morning?"
My mother asked, a curious smile on the woman's face.
"I got a surprise interview last night. This morning. It was around past two." I hurried through my words, buttoning the shirt I'd chosen and giving my blonde tresses a last dressing. "How do I look?" I turned away from the mirror to look at my mother, already picking up my purse and a bag containing some of my relevant documents in case it was needed.
"You look good." My mother complimented, beaming at me.
"Will you be okay all by yourself?" I asked, a bit concerned with leaving my mother to her own devices.
But the woman merely shooed me away. "Go before you run late. It's an interview and punctuality is part of it. I'll be fine."
Smiling, I went closer and bent to kiss my mother's cheek. "Take care of yourself mum. I'll be back soon."
And with that, I sprinted out of the house and ran to the bus stop hoping to catch a bus sooner. Thankfully, the company was not that far from where I lived. If transportation went well, I should be there in about fifteen to twenty minutes. I quickly boarded on one and was well on my way for my unexpected interview.
It was ten by the time my bus had stopped at my destination, but I learnt I still had to walk further down before reaching the company. I could not afford a taxi else I'll be walking home. I trekked and was grateful when I was finally seeing the gigantic building. I stepped inside and saw the receptionist. Controlling myself from giving in to the urge of gaping at the exquisiteness of the interior of the building, I proceeded to the receptionist's table.
"Hi, good morning." I greeted with a polite smile on my face.
The receptionist regarded me with coolly eyes and an equally polite smile. "Good morning. How may I help you?"
"I am here for the interview." I informed, still keeping the smile plastered on my face.
"Oh, yeah. Go upstairs. The first door by your right on the third floor." She directed.
"Okay, thank you." I said and was hurrying towards the stairs because I knew I was already late. I just hoped I was not too late.
"Uhm, where are you going?"
I turned to give the receptionist a puzzling stare. "The stairs."
"Don't you want to use the elevator? It's this way." She pointed to her right.
"Oh, thank you." I flushed embarrassingly. Great, now she probably thinks I was from the time before the invention of elevators. My mind was in a swirl and I had not really bothered about how I'd get to the interview area, I just wanted to be there. I took the direction she'd given me, walking very fast on my low strapped heels.
Soon I was one way up to where the interview was scheduled. When the elevator dinged open, announcing my arrival, I let out a whoosh of breath and stepped out. The sight that greeted me as soon as I got out was intimidating and scary; there was a sea of interviewees like myself and they were all women. The air of confidence surrounding them belittled the one I'd managed to conjure from home to this place, and they were better dressed too. Their eyes rounded on me. I swallowed and quickly walked to an isolated seat before their gazes made me fall on my face.
Soon, a woman came out and called my name. What? My name? But I was the last to be here. Maybe she was mistaken.
"Is Zendaya Huttinson not here?" The woman was beginning to sound quite annoyed.
"I'm here, ma'am." Was I the first to go? Was my name first on the list? I was unsure, also I was not prepared for the pointed stare the woman gave me.
"This way, Miss Huttinson." She briskly ushered me into a room. Before the door closed, I heard the low, dissatisfied murmurings of the other interviewees. It wasn't my fault I was to go first.
"Sit down, Miss Huttinson." One of the three interviewers gestured towards the seat before them. My heart beat wildly against my chest, I hoped how I felt inside was not radiating one face. Confidence was the key.
The interview began and I was able to express myself. Soon, nerves were gone and I was speaking with confidence and professionalism that I never knew I possessed. When it ended, nerves were back. How did I do? I looked at their faces to know if their expression would answer my question but nothing. They were blank.
"Wait outside, we'll get back to you." The woman who had come to call me said.
"Thank you." I kept the tremor out of my voice. I really needed this job. I was desperate for it. I went back to my previous position and sat quietly.
It was not long before the woman came out but it was terrifyingly long for me.
"You can all go home, we have found the person for the job." She announced to the other applicants.
There were grumbles and angry murmurs, I even heard someone curse the company. Many annoyed eyes scrutinized me condescendingly, but the woman's word had my attention at the moment. Who was the person? Was I the one?
"You can come in, Miss Huttinson." She woman gave me a smile this time, though it was professional.
I walked in to meet the satisfied gazes of the interviewers.
"Congratulations, Miss Huttinson. You have been given the job. You can start tomorrow."
"I don't want any wolf or human or animal looking at you that way, do you understand Emma? You are mine, I don't share" he murmured across my skin. He inhaled deeply and kissed the crease of my collarbone just below where the mate's mark should be. I shivered as he traced his tongue across it. Emerald Aliphronsto has had a rough couple of teenage years. With losing her mother at a young age, moving in with an abusive aunt and getting betrayed by her only friend, Emma's sanity is hanging off a loose thread. "Quick! There's a lot to explain but with such little time, you're running out of oxygen in the real world. If you're not awake in the next 20 minutes, you'll be dead." There's no word to describe the level of confusion I felt at this point. "If you need me, call on me anytime and I'll be there. Till we meet again my queen" she said, taking a quick bow and fluttering away. Queen? I echoed just as I was pulled back to reality. In a bid to feed her curious and intrigued mind, Emma finds herself standing right at the top of a world she never would have believed existed. Twenty-four year old Elias Donovan. Sexy, possessive, fierce leader haunted by his past and the loss of his mate and best friend finds himself torn between his duty to his pack and his curiosity with the strange human he met by the creek. Not only does Emma find herself in the midst of all this chaos, but she discovers that somehow she is a part of it, if not the whole of it. Elias' whole region is in danger, how is the human girl involved in any of it?
Nikita was an orphan, struggling to survive in the harsh world. But when she crossed paths with the mafia, her life changed forever. She became embroiled in a world of power, intrigue, and betrayal. But as she rose to the top, she found herself alone, abandoned by those she loved. Would she be able to survive the cutthroat world of the mafia, or would it consume her?"
Kaden an orphan at a young age, nurtured by his uncle, grew to find struggles in having a mate. Taking up the alpha position took turns against him as he had to keep his identity as being bisexual a secret until one night. An assassin sent to murder him turns out to be his mate and a hybrid as well, both share mutual hatred even with the mate bond still effective. What made her try assassinating her mate? Did she reject him? Did Kaden being bisexual get out and what was the reason behind his parent's death?. Will he find true love or will be reject his mate.
Tell me it is not real, if it is real then I can't take it, I loved you fucked you catered for you and this is what I get in return?" "I payed you accordingly you are nothing less than a whore"
All my life I've been a hunter, living it loving it and being it I never saw it coming, that I would be killed by my kind and be mated to one of the monsters I kill or being one of those monsters I open my eyelids slowly but it seems to be heavier than I recall, I try to recall activities of last night but a splitting headache is all I get "You're awake gorgeous ", I turn to look on recognition of the voice ,I smile it's goofy " What did you do to me and how did I get here, where's the snow?"He grins from ear to ear "I'm sorry laura but I had to do this, I turned you" I raise my brow arching them slightly in confusion he's ever weird but today something seems off "What do you mean by that ?"He moves away from me slowly, as I watch him with more confusion than ever "I turned you into a vampire " I dash towards him in an instant,pushing him down, I jump on him with my elbow to his neck, I stare at him full of rage but one thing rings through my brain, KILL HIM!!!
"I stood at the edge of my heart and watched him choose her. In the end, I was not the one he needed. I was simply the one he settled for." - Noelle ~~~~~~~ I thought I was the one he loved. But a few days before our wedding, I saw him in a way I never had before. His eyes softened as he spoke to her. His first love, and the very woman who had left him in pieces. Heartbreak was something I knew too well. And as I watched the love he still held for her in his eyes, I realized what I had to do. I couldn't marry a man who wasn't truly mine. With no means to cancel the wedding and lacking the courage to confront him, I made a desperate choice to leave. I painfully gave his first love my treasured engagement ring thinking it was for the best and the only way to free myself. But when he saw that ring on her finger, the fragile world I had tried to escape began to shatter. His obsession to find me and bring me back ignited a dangerous game of cat and mouse.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
Caught in a web of betrayal, Nicole's life shatters in a single evening when her mother-in-law, Veronica, sets her up in an elaborate scheme. Blindsided, Nicole faces her husband Taylor's cold rage as he casts her out of his life and home, accusing her of infidelity and theft. As she tries to defend herself, her best friend, Sarah, adds another blow by denying their loyalty. "Please, Taylor, you have to believe me!" Nicole pleads, her voice breaking, but his icy response is a dagger to her heart. "I don't hate you, Nicole," he sneers. "I despise you." When Nicole reveals she's pregnant, she hopes for compassion, but it only fuels Veronica's determination to rid the family of her. After signing the divorce papers, a dejected Nicole wanders alone, where a brutal attack leaves her bleeding, helpless, and desperate to protect her unborn child. Six years later, Nicole returns from the ashes to inflict seven times the pains upon those who humiliated her and left her to die. "I'll make them pay so dearly that they'd regret ever been born!" She declares. This is a story of romance and revenge you don't want to miss!
For two years Caitlin quietly wore Isaac's ring, trying to melt the frost from his heart-until his first love returned, pregnant. Devastated and hiding her own pregnancy, Caitlin presented divorce papers. Isaac ripped them apart with a sneer, "Tired of your games already?" Later, Caitlin stormed back into the spotlight-a billionaire designer with endless admirers. Desperate, Isaac pinned her to the wall, pleading, "Honey, give me one more chance."
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. .