I was wrongly accused of killing Alpha Darius's younger sister. To atone, Darius keeps me by his side, treating me like a prostitute and constantly humiliating me. I believed that one day he would discover the truth and see how much I truly love him. But until the day I die, he continues to hate me.
Alpha Darius pinned me beneath him, thrusting into me with the relentless force of a beast claiming everything that was mine.
My nails dug into the sheets as my body trembled, the pain overwhelming. His burning chest pressed against my back, his powerful muscles threatening to crush me at any moment.
"Seraphina, I hate you!" Darius Nightbane's deep, magnetic voice was a growl in my ear, dripping with contempt. Each word was laced with venom. "You're getting more and more boring. More and more... disgusting."
I squeezed my eyes shut, fighting back the agony. But I couldn't stop the overwhelming wave of sorrow and humiliation that rose in my chest. Alpha Darius was torturing me on purpose-he'd never treated me as an equal. I was nothing more than a toy to him, a prey for his amusement.
His movements grew even more brutal, his weight pressing down hard on my neck, almost choking me. "Seraphina, don't be like a dead corpse. It sickens me!" he spat. "Do you hear me?"
His fingers tightened around my throat, gradually increasing the pressure as if he intended to strangle me.
"P-pain..." I couldn't hold back any longer, a groan escaping my throat.
Darius seemed satisfied, releasing his grip on my neck, but his actions remained harsh, relentless.
Just as I felt myself slipping into unconsciousness, the phone on the bedside table rang.
Darius paused, his iron-clad body still crushing mine, before answering the call.
"Isolde, what's wrong?" His voice, soft and affectionate now, was a stark contrast to the cruelty from moments before. There was tenderness there, almost intoxicating.
I slowly opened my eyes, the sharp pang in my chest tightening as I gripped the sheets.
"Don't worry, I'll be right there. Okay, I'll hurry..." he murmured before hanging up.
He pressed his body against mine again, his fingers leaving sharp, stinging marks on my skin. Everything ended quickly.
"Isolde's power went out. She's scared. I need to take care of her. Now, hurry up and please me!"
Isolde Shadowmere needed him, so he demanded I degrade myself for his satisfaction. Just so he could finish quickly and rush to her side.
How ridiculous.
"Darius, if you're in such a hurry to see Isolde, why don't you just leave?" I mocked, though my heart tightened painfully.
In his eyes, I was trash-an object to be discarded-while Isolde was a goddess, his future, the supreme Luna.
"Seraphina, you're nothing but a whore. What right do you have to tell me what to do?" Darius flipped me onto my back, his hands tight around my neck. His silver eyes bored into mine, burning with vicious intensity. "I paid for you. You're here to please me. That's what whores are for, isn't it? You filthy, worthless wolf who can't even shift."
The insult stung, and I squeezed my eyes shut in pain.
Yes, I took his money. And now, this was my punishment.
After a few agonizing seconds, I slowly opened my tear-filled eyes, my voice bitter. "Let's end this, Darius. I don't want to do this anymore. Aren't you planning to marry Isolde? Fine. I'll leave, and you can spend your life with her."
Alpha Darius remained silent for a long time, his piercing gaze fixed on me, his eyes burning with cold, brutal hunger.
"End this?" His fingers brushed my delicate neck before tightening again, ruthlessly. "Fucking bitch, what right do you have to talk about ending this? You don't just owe me money-you owe me your life."
His eyes blazed red with fury.
"My sister has been missing ever since you ruined her life, her fate unknown. And now you say you want to leave? What the hell makes you think you can just walk away? Fucking bitch, Seraphina, you'll spend your entire life paying for this!"
"That car accident... I didn't do it, I swear..."
"Shut up!" Darius snarled, squeezing my neck tighter. My face turned red, the air slowly leaving my lungs as I couldn't make a sound. "I saw it with my own eyes. You were the one who crashed into my sister's car, sending her to the bottom of the sea... I saw it, and you still want to lie to me? How fucking shameless are you?"
Saw it with his own eyes?
I widened my eyes in disbelief. I never drove that car. Where did his so-called 'witnessing' come from?
"Seraphina, I'm telling you now-I'm going to torture you for the rest of your life. You'll never escape the remorse. Never escape the guilt! This is what you deserve. This is what you owe me!"
I've been married to CEO Jasper for two years, and for those two years, he's been cheating. Night after night, he brought home a new mistress, and still had the audacity to call me disgusting. Fine, if I disgust you, then let's get a divorce! I threw the signed divorce papers in his face. But instead of letting go, he clung to me like a stubborn piece of taffy. No matter where I went, he followed. I had enough. "Hi, boss, what exactly do you want from me?" His sincere reply: "Please, give me the chance to earn back your love."
They had been together for two years, and he had been cheating for just as long. She loved him deeply, so she put up with it time and time again. But his behavior grew more unbearable with each passing day-bringing his mistress home to spend the night, treating her like she was nothing more than an eyesore, a nuisance. Fine. If she was truly that disgusting to him, then it was time to end this chapter between them. She threw a contract in his face, but instead of walking away, he clung to her like sticky syrup. Wherever she went, he followed. Finally, fed up, she turned to him and asked, "What do you want from me?" With intense affection in his eyes, he replied, "I want you to mark me."
I had chased after Ethan Quinn for five years, and he finally agreed to marry me. Two months before the wedding, I was in a terrible car accident. I tried calling him three times, but each time he hung up on me. Why? Because one of his childhood friends had suggested he pull away for a while, thinking it would make me less clingy. When I finally crawled out of the wreckage, I was covered in bruises, my right arm completely shattered. It was then that I truly understood-some things just can't be forced. But he... he started waiting outside my door every day, his eyes red, asking me to give him five years in return.
For the ten years I stood by Alpha Victor's side, I confessed my feelings to him over and over. He went through girlfriend after girlfriend, but I was never the one he picked. Then, one day, he said, "Jump, and I'll make you my luna." I agreed, but as I fell, my head hit something hard, and I lost my memory. When I woke up, I looked at the man in front of me and asked, "Who are you? Where's Alpha Alexander?"
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?
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."
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.