All she wants is to become an heir just to get back at those who taunts her. However, that's only possible if she brings home her husband. Unfortunately, she recently got divorced and that seems impossible. His mission is to eliminate her within 24 hours just so she wouldn't become the heiress. However, things goes awry when he accidentally become her substitute husband and he finds himself unraveling a dark past attached to this woman. Would he be able to eliminate her? Would she become the heiress she wishes to be when everyone wants her dead?
Lindsey POV
The older I get, I realize it's best to let someone go, because loving is hard, just the way I forgot about Miguel, my first crush. I'd certainly forget about Gary, my husband.
I had given up my family and become his homemaker just for the sake of love I never got in return.
As long as he was happy, I was willing to die for him. Certainly because I thought he'd be the one to save me from my nightmares.
What I got in return was a divorce claim and his last words:
"Even though you're the last woman on earth, I'd never choose you"
I went back home to prove to Gary and his family that I wasn't the pauper I tend to be.
I was the daughter of the most influential family in the city, and I'd make them pay.
However, it breaks me that I sacrificed my precious years for him.
That's why I found myself at a bar, drowning in my misery and getting lost in my thoughts.
"Why's a pretty lady drinking all by herself in a bar?" A voice interrupted and, feeling so heavy, I raised my eyes to meet him.
It felt like an illusion as this stranger was close to me, but that wasn't the shock. I was literally staring at my first crush, Miguel.
I ignored him, not wanting my heart to melt in his presence. If he was this close years ago, I would have ended up with him.
"It kills burying your problems to yourself" he muttered, and then ordered two bottles of martini, which he handed one to me.
"Why are you here?" I questioned, staring into his eyes and feeling a bit tipsy.
"Heartbreak", he muses, and I suddenly giggle. Miguel doesn't get heartbroken; he was the opposite. He pressured me to tell me about my worries, and it took a lot of contemplation to open up because he was acting as though we were close or something.
His doleful eyes at me when he gulped that martini, got me jinxed. We'd never meet again and so there was no harm in opening up about my relationship.
When he had seen the burnt on my skin, the anger and grief in his eyes felt as though he'd murdered Gary.
However, I tried hard to bury that old feeling because I don't trust men anymore.
"That fool doesn't deserve you" he mutters, and I rolled my eyes, not quite interested in what he was saying.
"Hey, do you want me to kill him for you?" he added, and I only chuckled, but his gaze was serious on me.
"I'm waiting for your response... Lindsey, anything you want me to do, I'd do it."
Shit! He knows my name. Miguel was always someone who was hard to see in person and barely noticed me back then.
I was lost in his gaze and I can't really recall what happened last night except the memory of us kissing.
I just hope it ends there. Right now, I'm standing at my family's mansion. It's been five years, and I was here to become the heiress of the family business. With that power, I can make my enemies weep.
It's been five years away from home and my return will cause some problems.
I slowly raised my gaze and found my father on the balcony, his eyes peering at me.
"The prodigy daughter returns", his voice mutters, and I scoffed unbelievably.
His intense gaze sent cold running down my spine.
He was a tough man, who never saw through my pain all the years I'd spent in this house.
"Welcome back, Ms Lindsey", one of the maids whispers distracting me from my father and I lowered my gaze at her.
My heart felt like exploding as the servants welcomed me warmly, but I wore no smile. I ignored them and walked inside.
Not everyone wanted me back. My competitive stepbrothers, but no one terrifies me as Damian, the second child, is my nightmare.
I walked through the hallway, scrutinizing every path I took until I got to my designated room.
This house had so many tragic memories attached to it and even if it were a beautiful palace, in my heart, it will always remain the devil's lair.
I shuddered when he was the first I saw a distance from my room.
He was the reason I had run away from home in the first place.
Damian gave me a dirty smile, his eyes lurching at me and I felt my breath cease.
I trembled where I stood as fear engulfed me.
"Hey love!" he exclaimed, and I sulked my breath.
I couldn't move as my body suddenly ached, my heartfelt heavy. I was vibrating.
Damian had his hands in his pockets, as he catwalked closer to me. My head lowered at his feet.
All it took him was a step, and he was encroaching on my personal space.
He trapped the space between us, banging my back on my door.
His broad chest pinned against my breast. My lips part slightly, as if I feared for my life.
He kept steady eye contact with raised brows, his feet pointed inwards as he placed his hand in the position of his heart.
We were both staring intensively, and I could sense bewilderment in his eyes.
A sided smile escaped his lips as I twisted my hand into claws. I couldn't even defend myself as I was melting slowly just as he took my breath away.
He leaned his lips to my ear, his fingers brushed my cheek as I could feel his breath all over my face.
I suck my breath, feeling so hot and my body weakens.
"Seems my little puppet came back" he whispered, and I stuttered backward, but the door trapped me with him.
He chuckled evily at me, while licking his lower lips. The best way to avoid him was to shun him, but that seemed impossible.
I tried to regain my breath, intending to push him away, but he held my wrist and pulled me closer to himself.
His eyes darken at me as passion and lust fill him up. I froze, leaning towards the door as we exchanged breath.
"I miss you bitch"
Before I could wrench myself out of his grip, he had scooped me in his hands and my heart flustered.
I was void of thoughts as he squeezed me so hard in his arms I could feel my bones crack.
I could feel his heartbeat, as fast as mine. My body itches as my breath grasps in my throat.
I struggled out of his grip, almost weeping. Flashes of horrible memories flooded my head.
He tried to kiss me, but I shoved my face away. Fear flushes through me as his hotness simmers through my dress.
He makes me nervous, and his hand kneads my butt. I hated myself for remaining in that position.
He rubbed his concealed cock against my pussy and I felt it, standing erect in his pants.
His hands kept banging my body on his, and I went limp with no one to break me out of his hold.
"Shhh, stop being a wild cat Lindsey, I'm welcoming you home" he whispers.
"Let me go! "I swear it i'd sceam!" I threatened, and he caught my lips, kissing me ardently so that I felt vulnerable.
I knew he didn't mind slamming me on this door and fucking me right there. He dragged his lips from my mouth and I panted heavily.
"Argh, those lips were always mine" he proudly declared with a devilish smile, and I became speechless.
He'd get away with it, just as he always does. I felt wet and lost, letting out an unintentional moan.
I could hear his grin, like I was enjoying it, and then I felt his lips planting kisses on my neck.
"I know you miss me too, Lindsey,
"You want me, that's why you're back," he claims in a seductive tone.
Savannah Hart never thought that an invitation to some private art show at the mysterious Blackwood Manor could turn her whole life around. But stepping into the seductive snare of Damien Blackwood, the dark, magnetic billionaire who knows the taste of control means spiraling into a whirlpool of dangerous desires and painful needs. And as Damien pulls her into his world filled with sensuality and secrets, Savannah must determine whether total surrender is freeing or will shatter her beyond repair.
After both of her parents' disappearances, Scarlet Marigold, daughter of an alpha, is forced to live as a servant in the house of her stepmother, who was speculated to have been the cause of her parents' death. As beautiful as she is, Scarlet is regarded as useless and worthless because she is a human, just like her mother. Thinking her life couldn't go any more astray than it had already gone, Scarlet is forced into the bed of a stranger and, that same day, is substituted for being the puppet bride of an Alpha known for his cruelty and heartlessness. What will happen when she finally decides to cut off those strings pulling at her from all angles and, worse, what will change when she finds out that the man who had forced her to his bed was the same cruel alpha she was already coming to love?
Ella Johnson had spent so long wishing that the moon goddess mated her to her best friend, Keith Kingston, who was the son of their alpha. But her best friend rejects her on the spot when this happens and sells her to the Kennedy brothers. Feeling like her life couldn't be more surprising, she soon finds out that all three of the brothers are her mates and each of them is ready to turn the earth upside down for her even though they bully her.
I gulped hard as his breath fanned my face. This was it but then why do I feel mousey. I've waited for this moment, to make him lose everything. It would be the last of him...but... He trapped me between the table, searching my eyes for an answer. His gaze affected me in so many ways. Sweat beads on my face as he tightened his arms around my waist. My heart felt like exploding as i quivered under his hold. We exchanged breath as how heads were pinned together. I could barely concentrate as I fluster my lashes. His hotness simmers through the linen gown I wore. "We shouldn't be doing this" I muttered barely recognizing my voice because it was felt like a weak moan. My wolf glares at him. Her mouth retracted as she barred her teeth. A warning that I shouldn't fall for that. He sighed softly and said; "I know Tricia, but I can't help myself from falling" I almost rolled another line, tried to push him back but he captured my lips, twirling my tongue to his taste. I went numb, not restraining him and the dagger in my hand fell. However, I shuddered in hold when I heard a little voice called; "Dad?" *** She's rejected by her mate on her wedding day and humiliates her. Pained, she runs away, only to return 5 years later as his stepmom. Now that she belongs to his household, it was time to take revenge. What happens when there a deadly secret behind his rejection? Would she gain her revenge on him when an unexpected spark reawakens between them?
Ellie believed that she had everything: a devoted partner in Daniel, a residence, and a bright outlook on life. However, her world comes crashing down after she suffers a great betrayal. As the situation develops, Ellie becomes the stereotypical innocent victim of circumstance in a serious and unexpected turn of events. Eloquent as she may be, Daniel's poisonous words alter the course of her existence, and the courthouse becomes a cage for all her dreams and ambitions where, showering in silence, she is robbed of all her tomorrows. With Daniel in control of the powers that be and her best friend Emily abandoning her, Ellie is thrown into prison, which she perceives as a death sentence. Yet, on her way to the rehabilitation center, a different side of her that she had never known emerges. Daniel may have quite a few things, but he did not anticipate one, which is Ellie's spirit. While Elaine, all this while, has been a puppet conniving spirit for quite some time, the twist comes as she gets sick and tired of the isolation and decides to fight for her life and all that makes her, her. This compelling story of betrayal, strength, and endurance will keep you on the edge of your seat right to the last word. Does Ellie have it in her to rise from the extreme destruction that Daniel has caused to her? Or is that the end for Ellie as Daniel's sadistic tendencies take full charge and crush her completely?
The memories I have of this city are mostly bad. It would help to start afresh somewhere far and simple Still in thoughts when a text comes in from an unknown number, "Elodie, I wish you knew how deeply sorry I am for lying to you and covering my past all this while, I wish I could change what I've done, I wish I could change the person I've become, but I can't and if you can't accept me the way I am, then I can't live with myself any longer, I love you. Elodie, I really do, by the time you read this, I would be gone, gone to a better place, somewhere peaceful, somewhere my past won't come back to me. I am sorry Elodie, but I can't live any longer knowing that you won't be with me for the rest of my life, goodbye Elodie, I wish you find someone better than me.
"Listen, Gadreel Ødegaar," she looked at him, not hesitating this time. "It's my anniversary present for you. Let's divorce." *** Ivory Remington had sacrificed five years to look after her husband Gadreel who was in a vegetative state after an accident and a few months ago, he finally awakened like a miracle. She thought it was the start of their happy life but Gadreel still had no heart for her. On their anniversary and her birthday, she received a cheating video of her dear husband and her stepsister. Heartbroken, Ivory chose to quit this stupid game. She decided to set him free but the reason she left on the divorce agreement pierced Gadreel's noble pride. *** "Impotent? Are you serious?" He gripped her wrist and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes. "I'm a woman, Gadreel. I'm tired of being in a sexless marriage. Let's end it once and for all." "Sexless, huh?" he chuckled lowly and without warning grabbed her chin in between his hands, pulling her face closer. "Turns out my wife was so eager to get a man between her legs? "
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
She was hurt. She was bullied and made fun of. And the only hope that kept her going was finding her mate. She has always been weak. Weak to the world. Why? Because she was a lantern. She didn't have a wolf. That's what everyone thought about her. When she found her mate, he wanted her to be his slut and not a wife. She might be an omega, but it doesn't mean she will take disloyalty and betrayal lightly. So she did something that no one in history ever did. She rejected an Alpha. "I, Alexis Clark, reject Brandon Sterling, the alpha of Black mist pack, and consider myself a free soul until I decide so."; Were her last words before she left that torturous place and became a rogue. A rogue that everyone was fearing and finding. Why? Because she was the rogue that has become one of the biggest problems of almost all the packs in the country. She was Alexis Clark. A rogue that rejected an Alpha, stealth food, kill other rogues, and more than that was living with humans and studying with them. What will happen when her case is given to the world's most dangerous alpha, Sebastian Sinclair, who has taken it upon himself to punish this rogue. The one who hated rogues and omega to a level that was beyond understanding. Why? Because his mate was an omega, who betrayed him with a rogue before dying. How will Alexis tackle this alpha, in whose College she was studying and living under hiding for almost a year? What will Sebastian do when he finds out the new girl he had been talking to is none other than the rogue omega that he had decided to kill? "To love you with all my might was my only wish, but you were the only one who gave me endless suffering. So today, I promise myself to not fall for anyone."; A simple saying that both Alexis and Sebastian had vowed upon. Will they be able to find their love amidst all these problems?
"I, Erika Blackwood, stand before you, Alexander Robertson, with a heavy heart. I hereby reject you as my mate. The bond we once shared has grown fragile, and my soul yearns for a different path. May you find solace in the love of another, and may we both find the happiness we seek." Alexander didn't say a word and looked at me. But he refused to accept. *********** Erika Blackwood is the next Alpha in line of the Ironclaw Pack. She hides her identity and gets mated to the Alpha of the Moonforest Pack, Alexander Robertson. Three years passed, but Alexander is still unwilling to let go of his childhood sweetheart. Erika is mistreated and eventually framed by the same childhood sweetheart. Now she leaves with that humiliation, and goes back to her pack, swearing vengeance on those who hurt her. They all waited for her to return and beg, but what happens when they realize that the famous Ironclaw Pack that was going to help in the rogue war, was ruled by a woman named, Erika Blackwood. Now her Ex mates want her back. Other Alphas want this woman.. But will she accept any of them? Or will she stay independent forever?...
He told her to call him Daddy. Not because he earned it, but because he fucking owned her. The moment she signed that contract, she stopped being a woman with dignity and became his filthy little plaything. His holes to use. His mess to ruin. He didn't just fuck her, he rewired her. Stripped her clean of boundaries and filled her with sin. Every punishment made her scream. Every game dragged her deeper into his twisted world. And the way he praised her... Good girl. She should've run the first time he said it. But Daddy doesn't let his toys leave. He breaks them until they beg to stay. ** Mia's life changed the night she let a stranger ruin her. One night. She never expected to see him again. Until she walked into her new job... and her boss turned around. Ace.Her one-night sin in a thousand-dollar suit. Only this time, he wasn't asking her to be his assistant. She was to be his wife.
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...