When my mother passed away, everything began. When that happened, I was 8 years old. My father started drinking because he was unable to cope with the loss. I didn't know what was going on at the moment since I was so bewildered. My parents both passed away in that year. He didn't start hitting me until I was nine years old. It began with a few slaps here and there but developed gradually. I believed I had erred in some way. Everything got worse as the years passed. I simply want to get away, but no matter what I do, he always finds me. I'm in a bind. Nothing can save you. I truly feel lost.
Serena's point of view.
It all began when my mother passed away. My age was 8 at the time. My father started drinking because he couldn't bear the loss. I couldn't understand what was going on since I was so bewildered. That year, I lost both of my parents. I wasn't hit by him till I was nine years old. A few slaps here and there were the beginning, but it quickly gained momentum. I believed I had acted improperly. Everything deteriorated over the years. I've tried to run away, but every time I do, he finds me. I'm confined. There is no way out. I really am lost.
The sound of my alarm roused me up. I turned it off as quickly as I could. I hastily sprang up and slipped on my extra-large navy sweater. I'm very certain that this was formerly my dad's. I put on some runners and a pair of leggings. Since it was the quickest thing I could cook, I made him porridge for breakfast today. I'm hoping I can leave the house before he gets up. I don't want my day to begin with another beating. I simply need a break. It wasn't to be.
He said, "Where's my beer, you sl*t?" He approached me with a little bit of a stumble.
Only three cans remained when I immediately dashed to the kitchen. I had a serious problem. Typically, he requested a bottle of vodka and at least ten cans. Only roughly three-thirds of the vodka has been consumed. Where could I turn? I went back to the living room with the beer cans and his breakfast.
He said, "Where's the rest?"
Naturally, I flinched. He didn't like it when I made eye contact, so I lowered my head and avoided it. Maybe I could find a way to escape the beating. I held my breath as I said, "We're low; I'll get some on the way back from school."
That's not good enough, you wh*re, he growled. You useless b*tch, why even do I keep you around?
While he was speaking, he removed his belt and swung it directly in my direction. I couldn't avoid it because doing so would simply make matters worse. It struck me directly in the face. He yelled at me to go and to wait until I brought him alcohol before I returned. I left the house as quickly as I could after not needing to be reminded twice. His bad laugh could be heard as I was walking away.
Since my mother passed away, my friends have gradually drifted away, making school not much better than home. Who could blame them, after all? Everyone appeared to believe I was useless. They once questioned my well-being. People do not genuinely ask whether you are okay when they do so. You simply have to do it because society expects you to. I used to enjoy going to school because it was my getaway. But after I started high school, everything started to significantly shift. Finally, I was bullied and had lost all of my friends. The abuse continued unabated. I rapidly lost my social standing. When they weren't verbally attacking me, my lack of friends left me alone and unnoticed. I feel like such a waste of space. I have no place. Due to the beatings, I've fallen behind in some of my classes. Either I miss class or I am unable to perform any work physically.
I quickly arrived at the school, or hell, as I prefer to refer to it. Art was the one course I genuinely enjoyed. The only instructor who seemed to like me was Ms. Jones. I could also communicate. When I was painting or creating Lino, I always felt at ease.
To get my books, I approached my locker. To hide the flaming red bruise that was developing on my face from the belt, I kept my hood up and my face hidden. Not that they'd give a damn. I made an effort to blend in to avoid their jeers. I mean, it generally works.
In order to avoid people and grab a seat in the rear, I hastened to my first class. In any case, I didn't want the attention. Although I look pretty reclusive, I suppose that's just who I am right now.
Jay's point of view
The grating sound of my alarm roused me up. Inane invention. To stop the annoying ringing, I picked it up and threw it across the room. I was experiencing a fantastic dream where I discovered my love. I look forward to meeting my future Luna. The alpha female of my flock was necessary. In an effort to track her down, I was enrolling at a new school. I've been to every pack in the nation, but to no avail. I'm still holding out hope, though. From the pack home, the school was roughly an hour away. She might not be a wolf after all, I guess. Unless she is a rebel, I hope she's not a rogue, please.
I walked right to the main office when I arrived at the school to collect my schedule. I observed that a lot of women were focusing on me, but I wasn't paying attention. Unlike what most people believe, alphas are not players. We are aware that if we sleep with someone else, it will hurt our partner. Even as young puppies, one of our strongest instincts is to constantly defend our spouse. I merely desired my mate. Girls who flaunt their possessions while donning modest attire do not appeal to me. Leave some unidentified people.
I started with math. goddess I detested that course. both letters and numerals. Why did letters have to be added? Numbers are what math is meant to be.
I was welcomed inside by the most incredible, mouth-watering aroma. In an effort to locate the source, I searched the space. Describe it. Can she be the one?
I noticed a female in the back who had her head down and was obscured from my view by a hood. My wolf companion was howling. I only wanted her to raise her head. Eventually, I located her. My buddy. I'm eager to see her. The happiest day ever has arrived.
I was instructed by the instructor to sit up front. I wish it had been alongside her because I was curious about her name. I'm curious about every detail about her. I'm eager to discover just how extraordinary she is. When the lesson finally concluded, it was agonizingly slow, and when I tried to find her, she had left. I will grant her that my tiny friend is swift.
The dream of everyone with regards to marriage is to be able to find that special someone and settle down with them. Even arranged marriages grant you an opportunity to meet your partner briefly before the wedding. How will you feel about waking up in the morning with someone sleeping next to you who is not just anyone but your legally married partner yet with no memory of how that had happened in just a few hours of going out the previous day? This is the story of Jason Haward and Julia Harrison, two strangers trapped in a marriage they never planned. The quest to find out why led to the unfolding of a mystery which made them realize they are both living a lie. To find out more, read this amazing story of love, betrayal, revenge and murder.
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?"
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. .
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?