Love!! Laura barely knew the meaning of that. She was an orphan, an orphan with no family and home but then one day she found it. Love!! It never lies, some say. She fell in love but the world has a weird way of coming back to us. Soon enough, her past came to become her future, after all, she told being raped as nothing. This taught her many lessons... Lessons from love, betrayal and friendships.
I'm an orphan, no home, no friends, never felt love before and I have never been loved.
Although I have been told how beautiful I am when I walk on the streets, well, that was before now I am not really beautiful any more.
I never knew my parents, don't even know if I have a family, maybe they dump me in a dustbin or they lost me, really I don't know.
Been in the orphanage had been fun at first, but I was always mocked and bullied by other orphans and my mates.
The first orphanage that took me in, left me behind when we went for our trips, it was a rich orphanage, the second one I ran away from there because of their ill treatment towards me and I couldn't take it.
I just couldn't.
That day, I slept in the streets with my luggage only to wake up in the night and find out my clothes had been stolen.
Life had been unfair to me but I was happy they didn't take my novels cause I can't do without them, it calms me down.
I usually read them and listen to other people stories their famous, sad, painful story.
I got my stories from my first orphanage well, I was friendly to an old woman and she bought me books a lot of books.
When I read them, I have hope that one day it will all be over... I really hope so, I also pray a lot to God to change my predicament.
Many tragic and painful things have happened to me, I even got raped one of the the days that I was on the street, that day I cried out my heart, I cried till I feel asleep.
Why is this world so cruel and wicked.
At my age, I'm just too young to suffer like this, mommy why did you leave me.
Daddy where are you?
My country is hard and this world is beyond wicked.
I prayed to enter another orphanage before something else happen to me.
Few days later
I was walking on the streets with my black little bag...looking for some good to steal, I haven't eaten for hours an am so weak but I have to try.
I was walking pass a quiet street, and the thought of it give me goosebumps, I was about going back but unfortunately a man was blocking the place that I entered from.
"Not again." I said and ran forward.
I have seen that man before, he always follows me, he was also one of the guys who told me how beautiful I was.
I don't know what he wants me for but each time I see him I just use your remember the night I was raped, it still hunts me, mostly at night.
"Leave me alone." I ran and held my bag firmly while he trailed behind me.
His speed increased an and he got closer to me, I was really scared.
I was running and looking back too, I saw that he retreated and I faced forward to ran faster but instead bumped into a strange, mean looking, tall, weird and old lady.
And I was a little glad but still scared, if she leaves, he'll chase after me.
"What are you doing in this street?" Her cold voice rang in my head and I shivered.
"I.. I..don't know." I stuttered.
"Go home." She said.
"I don't have a home." I replied sadly.
"Where are your parents?" She asked.
"I don't know, I never knew them." I said.
"Hmm, come with me." She said and walked pass me.
"Where are we going?" I asked, but she just continued walking.
The last thing I want is for that man to have his chance to do all what God knows to me. So I quickly rushed after her and I watched as the man came out and went him way and I breath out a sigh of relief.
I'm young but am intelligent, and also a fast learner, I really really want to go to school at least I would be learning more things there.
The woman led me to a strange and expensive looking building that read "Children home", thank God, another orphanage, I would have died but God answered my prayers. We walked in and she handed me over to a strict looking lady.
"You're going to be safe here." She said, I nodded and she left.
"Follow me" The lady said strictly.
She took me to a room which had 6 beds which where arranged round the room.
They were 5 girls on each bed except one, it's probably mine.
"This is your room." The strict lady said and left.
A girl sends me a smile, "What's your name?"
It was the first time anyone every ask of my name.
"I'm Laura." I said. "What about you."
"Madison, but you can call me Maddy." she said.
"I'm Tammy." Another girl said.
"Patricia."
Cool names.
"I am Christy." She looked like the youngest in the room of girls.
They both stared at the last girl who looked like, about my age. She stood up and made her way to me.
"I'm the queen of this house, so you'll call me Queen Racheal." She said and moved her hip and I rolled my eyes.
"Did you just roll your eyes at me?"she asked.
It all seemed like a video game.
I don't know where I got the courage from.
"Yeah I did." I said fiercely.
She squinted at me. "I'll show you then." Before I know what was going on, she landed a slap on my face.
That does it.
We fought tooth and nail, while the other girls tried to seperate us, theorically speaking I gave her a hell of a beating.
When we were seperated, I saw how bruised her face and I was glad inside me.
Suddenly, the door squeaked open and the strict lady walked in holding a long whip which made me shiver.
"So, you first day here leads to a fight." She said coldly.
"No, she st... "
"Not only that, but you bruised my Rachel's face." She said and Rachel smiled.
"She even threatened me." She said.
"What?" I gasped.
If you want a threat that's what your gonna have.
"We don't th.."
"You filthy brat, you took your swim in your pride before as much you wanted, but as I'm here that stops now. And don't you ever lay a hand on me again."
"Do you know who I am?" She asked.
Like if I care.
"Yeah a bitch." I said and I heard giggle from the girls.
"I am older than you, I'm 15 and-"
"Great! We are the same age, sharing an age with you brat isn't even en-" I didn't even complete my sentence before I received some whips at my back.
* * *
I was crying on Maddy's laps after being flogged and whipped.
"What's the name of that woman?"
"Her name is Mrs Rose." She said.
She looks nothing like a rose.
"But, of course, she doesn't act like a rose." She said.
"Donn't worry, the pain will go away, very soon." Christy said.
Her cute smile, made me hold my tongue.
"Thanks guys, I appreciate it." I said.
"Even though I hardly know you all."
For the a long time in a while, I had meet people who I think I could call friends.
Isabella is an example of the word special. In a whole generation of wolves behind her, no one has ever seen, heard or recorded of a wolf becoming the mate of a god. No in the wolf kingdom, no kingdom at all. The thing is that gods don't have mates but Isabella is made for him. He is bonded to her and she to him. This is the story of a princess and a god.
"Fuck you. Get off me now!" He towers over me and his hands move under the covers, going higher and higher until I gasp. No matter how I want to push him away and stomp on his body, I can't. The heat and pleasure coming from his touch makes me go crazy. "Get off me, you dimwit." Through the heat, I force out words and I close my eyes as I moan when his lips descend on my neck, teasing and nibbling. "Oh goddess. Why won't you get off me." I try to push him off, in the mist of pleasure and he looks down at me with hooded eyes. My back touches the headboard when I shift backwards but he drags me back to himself by my ankle. "I am the King, Minerva. That means what I say goes." "Well, you can go fuck yourself or better yet, let your other mate do that for you." He climbs over me with his hands on each side of my head. Luckily, the heat is subsiding due to our close range. "I've told you a thousand time. I don't want you, I need you." "Fucker! I've told you a zillion times, I don't want to be your baby making machine, you stupid son of a mammoth-" He immediately shuts me up with a deep kiss, exploding my insides. ~~~~ It's every she-wolf's dream to be the mate of the wolf king but not Minerva's. She didn't plan to even know him, she didn't bargain to become a second mate, or a baby making machine to the King who has an unusual plan set up in his head; neither did she plan to be a hybrid. All these were a surprise to her, maybe being the King's mate comes with a few benefits, and being crazy comes with the chance to plan his death... Slowly, a very very slow death. Her multiple personalities has no bounds but what happens when he finally breaks her and gets his way. The once crazy mate turns into mush but even under all that events and whatnot is a new arising evil, hiding from their sights and rapidly growing in power. 'The Crazy Hybrid Of A Mate', didn't get the name for show... Er- maybe she did.
Jenny is a dancer and singer too. Her trip to visit her parents leave a wide hole between her and her best friend's relationship. When they both come back together, a guy comes into their life. Both of them fall in love with him, she had to leave him for her best friend, that's what best friends do right?
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
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.
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!"
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."
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.