Blurb A Female war weapon fighting for freedom, and a long gone dream but also handed an escape on a platter of gold. What does she do? And a Lycan with the burden of the world on him, anger issues and the weight of many secrets; fighting to bring his Kingdom back in place, until everything spiralled out of control. When two broken souls meet, trying to change their worlds, perhaps they have to change theirs first Find out how they came out victorious -or not- in this book.
"You should have listened to Mummy and the Queen and stayed silently hidden," I muttered angrily at my younger sister.
She had already cried out every ounce of strength in her but I couldn't help but point out it was her mistake. She had always got me into trouble.
"You should have let me go alone!" She said, still as stubborn as ever in spite of herself.
"And tell Mum and Dad what? That I left my younger sister in danger?" I said at her, giving her a stern eyes.
"Well, you are not older than me! I'm your twin sister. Besides, there is no Mum and Dad to tell anymore. Those people killed them." She said, looking as miserable as I felt.
My power, everything I was, it was wasted. Our father was a Lycan but our mother was a werewolf, so we weren't as strong as other Lycans.
It had only prompted me into throwing myself into trainings, taking all the help I could get. And there were only a handful of people I could take on. I wanted to get married to the prince and have his kids and I wanted to be sufficient enough for that.
The kingdom was wonderful, took care of their own. Our King was a great King, greatest of all times, if I say so myself but all if those things, all of those dreams had been truncated by our attackers.
It became quickly apparent that the King's Gamma was a betrayer and a liar. A lot of us lost our loved ones, like our parents, our King... I might have lost my crush, the prince.
I wondered what would become of our kingdom. I sighed turning to stubborn and devastated sister, hugging her to myself. She held me tight, trembling in my arm.
At our parent's demise, I would take good care of my sister and make sure she doesn't suffer, no matter what it took. She began to whimper in my arms, I had always known that she showed stubbornness to protect herself, she had the softest heart I knew.
"We are in trouble." She whispered.
Of course, she didn't have to tell me that the biggest nightmare of my life had just happened in front of my eyes. I wondered what would happen to us.
I didn't want to leave my sister bit I also didn't want her to die, so, I would protect her with my life.
We were not the only ones in captive, a lot of people surrendered, so that they didn't have to die. We were all packed into a big truck, melancholy in the air. It tasted bitter. Pain and loss and tears, also lingered in the air.
People were clutching their broken arms or legs, or bleeding part of their body, two people had died already.
I hugged my sister closer as reality began to set in, we were doomed.
Thirty minutes later, we were all sitting in a vast cell, watching as our people were raped, tortured, played with, decapitated up front.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Cuddly . I should have just sat down. I should not have come out of hiding." She was going into panic attack.
I started to panic at that, "Breathe, Nessa, Breathe. Count with me. Please you are scaring me."
We stayed hidden, behind the cells. She counted with me, until she began to feel alright.
"How many fingers am I holding up?" I asked as I held up two fingers.
"Two." I finally calmed, only that was too soon.
"You! Stand up!" He pointed at Nessa. She hugged me tighter, and whimpered.
I stood up straight, "No!"
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!"
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
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?