At the age of twenty-five, I dedicated most of my time to studying and working diligently. I have never played games, never drank alcohol, and have rarely done anything wild that belongs to youth.
At the age of twenty-five, I dedicated most of my time to studying and working diligently. I have never played games, never drank alcohol, and have rarely done anything wild that belongs to youth.
Alfred Jackson suddenly turned around, pinning me against the wall with a serious expression. "Jayne, I'm really going to do something serious now!"
In the dim light, with the faint sounds of commotion around us, the alcohol buzzed in my head. Looking at his vibrant, handsome face, I instinctively leaned in and kissed him.
"What are you doing, Jayne?"
I accidentally hiccupped, holding back the urge to throw up, and laughed, "Weren't you going to get serious? I'm just helping you out..."
"Jayne, I meant I want to focus on my studies again and retake my exams to get into college."
I couldn't hold it back and ended up vomiting on him...
Well, that's the consequence of teasing me...
The next morning, I woke up to find myself lying next to him. As I quickly sat up, he pulled me back down. "What, Jayne, you don't want to take responsibility?"
That day, I was shopping at the mall when I saw a message from my editor saying my writing style was outdated and didn't appeal to young readers. It was so true! I felt that not only was my writing style old, but I was too. This kind of oldness wasn't about age, it was about mindset and experience.
For the past 25 years, I had dedicated most of my time to studying and a proper job. I had never played video games, never drank alcohol, and hadn't done many of the crazy things young people did.
Outside the mall, a group of teenagers were doing tricks on skateboards, spinning, jumping, and flying through the air. It was quite impressive. I was so engrossed in watching them that I forgot to step aside, and one of the boys almost bumped into me, startling me into a shout, feeling a bit embarrassed.
The boy politely apologized, saying he forgot to avoid me, which made me feel even more embarrassed. In my fluster, I didn't even get a good look at him, but his youthful energy left a lasting impression on me, inexplicably stirring something inside me...
Suddenly, I understood what my editor meant by saying "appeal to young readers". So, I quickly headed to the roadside to catch a cab, planning to go home and revise my writing.
Just as I was about to get out of the cab, I realized with dismay that I had lost my phone and hadn't brought any cash. "Sir, I'll leave the clothes I bought with you and go home to get the money."
"Hurry up, hurry up..." The driver looked impatient.
At that moment, someone handed twenty dollars through the window. "No need for change."
"Thank you... Do you live in this neighborhood too?" I got out of the car and saw a young, handsome boy in front of me, guessing it was the one who almost bumped into me earlier, as I could still sense that familiar but indescribable aura.
"Looks like you owe me more than just the cab fare, Jayne."
Then something was placed in my hand. I looked down to see it was my phone.
"Earlier, the more I called at you the faster you walked, are you too good looking to be insecure?"
I could tell he was teasing, so I didn't respond.
Before I could say anything, he flashed his WhatsApp QR code, showing his nickname, and it read, "Wanna Try Something Fresh."
I blurted out, "Are you a foodie?"
He smiled mischievously, "I like beautiful women."
I felt his smile was a bit cheeky, and his words seemed suggestive. It must be my imagination running wild again, maybe this was my professional inertia...
"It's too hot to chase you so hard, so please buy me a drink." Before I could agree, he headed straight to the cafe at the community entrance.
Since he came over to return my phone, it was only fair. But his words sounded odd.
He took a sip of his Americano, looking disgusted. "What do you women drink all day?"
I found it amusing. "Didn't you order it yourself?"
"I've never had it before, just ordered randomly!"
So I got up and ordered a lemon juice for him.
He still looked displeased. "Too sweet..."
Then, I simply asked the owner for a cup of plain water and handed it to him. This time, he was finally satisfied.
I couldn't help but laugh. "If you don't like sweet things, why come to a beverage shop?"
"Didn't I tell you my preference?"
So he was coming to a cafe to see pretty girls? Alright, it seemed I was really out of touch with young people...
Then I inadvertently noticed on WhatsApp he had saved my nickname "Smiling All the Time" as "Flirty Smiling Lady," and I almost burst out laughing, "You wrote it wrong!"
"It's just a nickname, why so serious!" At that moment, his phone rang. He answered it, and the voice on the other end was loud. "You are really dating her! She's pretty, but don't you think she is so old..."
He quickly hung up without a hint of embarrassment, stood up to leave, and turned back at the door to say, "If you're into skateboarding, Jayne, you can come to the city center to watch the competition at 8 PM on Saturday."
Before I could respond, he had already disappeared from my sight.
Little did I know, this chance encounter would change the course of our lives...
Caroline was rejected by her mate of four years, because she was scentless.A flaw no werewolf could accept. Her mate proposed to her cousin instead. That night, heartbroken and humiliated,she let her best friend drag her to a masquerade ball. She gave herself to a masked Alpha, mysterious and devastatingly handsome. They didn't exchange names. Just one wild night of hard kisses and rough touches. He pinned her against the wall, his powerful body grinding into hers while she moaned beneath his hungry mouth. What she thought would be a sweet one-night affair turned into an unexpected pregnancy. Three years later, Caroline has rebuilt her life in a new pack, hiding her past and raising her son. But her new boss, Alpha Draven, is ruthless, controlling, and dangerously attractive... Especially those violet eyes, the same ones she sees in her son every day. Alpha Draven torments her at work, yet she challenges him at every turn. He doesn't know she's the woman he's been searching for since that fated night. While he's still hunting for his true mate, He has no idea she's already in his office... and has been raising his heir.
Brenna lived with her adoptive parents for twenty years, enduring their exploitation. When their real daughter appeared, they sent Brenna back to her true parents, thinking they were broke. In reality, her birth parents belonged to a top circle that her adoptive family could never reach. Hoping Brenna would fail, they gasped at her status: a global finance expert, a gifted engineer, the fastest racer... Was there any end to the identities she kept hidden? After her fiancé ended their engagement, Brenna met his twin brother. Unexpectedly, her ex-fiancé showed up, confessing his love...
"My sister threatens to take my mate. And I let her keep him." Born without a wolf, Seraphina is the disgrace of her pack-until a drunken night leaves her pregnant and married to Kieran, the ruthless Alpha who never wanted her. But their decade-long marriage was no fairytale. For ten years, she endured the humiliation: No Luna title. No mating mark. Just cold sheets and colder stares. When her perfect sister returned, Kieran filed for divorce the same night. And her family was happy to see her marriage broken. Seraphina didn't fight but left silently. However, when danger struck, shocking truths emerged: ☽ That night wasn't an accident ☽ Her "defect" is actually a rare gift ☽ And now every Alpha-including her ex-husband-will fight to claim her Too bad she's done being owned. *** Kieran's growl vibrated through my bones as he pinned me against the wall. The heat of him seared through layers of fabric. "You think leaving is that easy, Seraphina?" His teeth grazed the unmarked skin of my throat. "You. Are. Mine." A hot palm slid up my thigh. "No one else will ever touch you." "You had ten years to claim me, Alpha." I bared my teeth in a smile. "Funny how you only remember I'm yours... when I'm walking away."
Eliana reunited with her family, now ruined by fate: Dad jailed, Mom deathly ill, six crushed brothers, and a fake daughter who'd fled for richer prey. Everyone sneered. But at her command, Eliana summoned the Onyx Syndicate. Bars opened, sickness vanished, and her brothers rose-one walking again, others soaring in business, tech, and art. When society mocked the "country girl," she unmasked herself: miracle doctor, famed painter, genius hacker, shadow queen. A powerful tycoon held her close. "Country girl? She's my fiancée!" Eliana glared at him. "Dream on." Resolutely, he vowed never to let go.
Isabelle's love for Kolton held flawless for fifteen years-until the day she delivered their children and slipped into a coma. He leaned to her ear and whispered, "Don't wake up. You're worthless to me now." The twins later clutched another woman's hand and chirped, "Mommy," splintering Isabelle's heart. She woke, filed for divorce, and disappeared. Only then did Kolton notice her fingerprints on every habit. They met again: she emerged as the lead medical specialist, radiant and unmoved. But at her engagement gala, she leapt into a tycoon's arms. Jealous, he crushed a glass, blood wetting his palm. He believed as soon as he made a move, Isabelle would return to him. After all, she had loved him deeply.
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."
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