Elle Hamilton and Ashton Lockwood Were poles apart in every sense. While he was extraordinarily handsome, confident, bossy, indifferent and overbearing. She was sweet, average looking , insecure, innocent and a breath of fresh air. Brought together by threads of fate in an arrange marriage. Ashton leaves no stone unturned to break our innocent Elle's delicate golden heart and make her leave him. While Elle being the selfless girl she is, does everything to see beyond this cold man's fascades and bring out the man she is slowly falling in love with. What is the reason of his unquenchable hatred towards her. Could it just be her not so beautiful face or some other secrets that he is afraid to unveil? Can his not so beautiful wife break the walls surrounding his heart or get broken herself solving this man's mysteries beyond comprehend? Can a loving heart teach another to beat? Or will she herself break completely? Let's find out on this emotional roller coaster of secrets, betrayals, hate, friendship and of course our favorite.......love. "I will taint every damn fibre of your body my dear Elle...every bit of it till you beg me to divorce you" -Ashton "I will love every flaw of you my dear husband ...each and everyone till this heart beats for you" -Elle Consists of BEAUTY SERIES: Book 1 His not so beautiful wife Book 2 His Scarred Beauty
"Come on man she is staring at you for like 30 minutes now!! Go and approach her!"
Said Cam hitting on Ashton's arm.
Ashton looks up from his bourbon glass, following his friend's stare.
She sure was beautiful but not to his match.
He ignored the seductive looks she was giving and the way she was biting on her lips to get his attention.
Looking at the bartender he ordered another glass of his favorite whiskey.
"Oh come on man! She is damn hot! Why are you no-"
"Stop it already Cam! You know he never approaches a girl first !"
Said Mason while placing his arm on Cam's shoulder with a small smirk lingering on his lips.
Cam sighed in defeat and ordered a glass for himself as well.
"I wonder why every girl has to go after him only, I mean there are other handsome gentlemen like me available as well!"
He said glaring at Ashton while Mason broke in laughter at his friend's defeated face.
"Man up if you want to attract a girl, these whinings will not get you anywhere,"
Ashton spoke as he gulped the drink in one shot ready to leave.
As soon as he turned around, his body collided with someone and he saw them falling from the impact.
His hands automatically moved forward to support the person and he grabbed the person's small waist.
Looking down he saw the same girl that was staring at him a few minutes back clinging on to him for support.
Pulling her up he placed her back on her feet again and moved back from her.
"Oh, I am so sorry, I didn't saw you there handsome! oh shit, I spilled my drink on you !! I am so sorry!"
She spoke trying to sound seductive while placing her hands on his toned chest, where the drink has just spilled.
He knew these tricks quite well and her voice was giving him a headache already.
Lifting her hand from his chest he moved back from her while she continued to apologize.
A look of rejection apparent on her face as she noticed his small action.
Without even bothering to give her a reply he made his way to the washroom.
Removing his shirt while looking at himself in the mirror, he started washing the stain under the faucet.
Next, he moved towards the hand dryer and placed his shirt under it.
"You know I can't Vi !! He is going to kill me if he finds out!!......I...I am hiding in a washroom cubicle"
Ashton looked amused hearing a girl hiding in the men's washroom.
And on top of that screaming on her phone like she owned this place.
Girls can be so dumb he thought.
"I'll see if he is still there!! Okay? Will call you later...bye!"
So she is going to come out from her hiding spot, how interesting!
She slowly came out looking here and there and then her innocent eyes fell on that perfectly muscled back of a man and she shrieked with surprise.
He turned around to come face to face with an average girl with small brown eyes and plain hair.
Simple fu**** plain Jane
He thought.
He was hoping for a sexy girl in some beautiful dress.
But she was as simple as a girl can ever be.
Wearing a big baggy shirt and black jeans, her hair tied in a messy bun, and her face devoid of even an eyeliner.
He lost interest in her and refused to acknowledge her.
Turning his back to her again, he proceeded to dry his now stain-free shirt.
But she didn't have any such intention.
"Are you a freaking pervert!! Standing in girl's washroom like this!! You want to do a strip show go do it outside you fuc**** as****!!"
He sighed not expecting her to be a little firecracker with no mind.
He looked at her over his shoulder and she again reacted.
"What? You don't understand English? Should I speak French?hmmm....ya....ce....le... toilette filles...."
He smirked at her crooked words
"It is "c'est Les toilettes des filles.....tu es stupide fille(you stupid girl)!'
"Whatever!! Now get out before I scream and call the security!"
He was getting irritated with her, his shirt was still wet and this girl was not letting him even stand here.
"What? Are you ignoring me!! I said get the hell out you pervert!"
He did the opposite, it was time to teach her a lesson of respect.
He started moving towards her and saw her eyes flickering between his toned chest and his eyes.
Her steps receding and soon her back touched the door of the cubicle she was hiding in.
"Wh..at... step..back ....why are you......."
His face was stone cold like always, getting a reaction out of him meant you must have done something big.
She was going to scream when they heard some male voices coming towards them and as soon as the door handle moved she was pushed back inside the cubicle with a big hand muffling her scream.
"Man I am wasted tonight! My head is already bursting!"
"You even stole my shots!! What do you expect !"
"By the way where is Ashton? Didn't he said he was going to the washroom!"
"I don't know man!! He is the mysterious one, what can I say?"
The girl had her eyes wide, staring at the Adonis-like chest of the man in front of her.
They were both standing in a cubicle with his hand on her mouth, his naked chest touching her, and his eyes looking at the cupboard above her head.
Not bothered to even look at her.
The wheels rotated in her mind and once the realization came in, she stared at those cold eyes with regret and fear.
This was men's washroom!
Oh no, why does she have to speak so much?
And that also to a beautiful specimen like him.
Soon the men left the washroom and she found him moving back from her instantly as if her touch burned him.
She found a blush coming up on her cheeks and she could no longer look at those eyes.
"I.....is.. this....the... men's washroom...?"
She asked afraid of his reply.
He didn't reply, instead, he proceeded to put on his shirt and with one final cold look at her, he was out of the washroom.
Stupid!
How can she be so stupid? She was in a hurry, agreed but how can she enter the men's washroom without looking.
Damn! It was so embarrassing.
At least he stopped her from further embarrassing herself, she thought, coming out from there.
............................................
He joined his friends with them asking him what took him so much time and he gave an excuse excluding her from his answer.
The stupid girl was not worth much mention anyways, he thought.
As soon as he thought so his eyes involuntarily landed on the face of the odd one out in this entire place.
She was shifting her weight from one leg to another as a boy was what looked like scolding her.
Her head was down in defeat and she was moving her head in a no.
What was she a child? And who was that? Her boyfriend?
Then unexpectedly her eyes met his and he felt strange all of a sudden.
He wanted to shift back his gaze to the beautiful girl standing next to him, but he just couldn't.
There was a pull in her eyes that was stopping him.
"Ash man what are you looking at?"
Cam asked and he was able to break eye contact with her.
"Nothing"
He said and gulped the leftover drink in one go.
The next time his eyes fell on her, she was being dragged out of the club with the boy holding her hand firmly and her head held down in defeat.
Just when he was going to look away from her, her head tilted to the right and her eyes caught his stare for the second time.
She spoke a word which looked like a sorry and with one last look she was out of the club.
He looked back at the girl blabbering something about her next concert but for a minute or so the so-called boring unattractive girl occupied his mind.
She wasn't supposed to be at the royal ball. She wasn't supposed to meet the Werewolf King And she wasn't supposed to spend a night with him, pretending to be who she was not. His mate, Enerald. But she did, and now she had to face the consequences. The greatest of thieves of all times, the Phoenix, would have never been caught by the authorities. If she hadn't done just one thing wrong..... Betray the Apha King, And now she has to pay her entire life for it. In a Kingdom where playing with knives was forbidden, she dared to play with the Kings heart. And now he is not going to stop... till he has destroyed her. " I will avenge each and every second of your life, you pretended to be my mate, you filthy rogue! Every second of it till you beg me for your death!" - Zachary " I will survive every torture you bestow upon me Alpha King. Each and every one till your heart gets tired of hating me, to only forgive me" - Eirene
"You told them you love me ,huh?" He asks with a raised eyebrows, jaw hardened and eyes narrowed at the shy girl he has hated all his life. She was afraid of his tone,he didn't looked happy with her confession. Was her love going to be unrequited one? "I fuck*** asked you something Ezra! Answer me!" His tone made her gulp,his grip on her arm made her flinch in fear. "Yes" She finally answered looking into his emotionless eyes. Smirking he laughed at her confession,not believing her. "Ezra,do you even know what love is,Oh I almost forgot you are an Orphan,how would you know?" His words were sharp as knife, piercing her healed wounds. She fisted her hands, trying to control her tears. He sighed in frustration running his hand through his hair. "Now mom will not stop till she has made you her daughter in law! Fu**! Why you!" He said ,pacing the room . Oblivion to the tears ,she tried her best to hide. He didn't love her. He never did, she was a fool to even think that he for once did. Hate is all he had for her and those who said hate is the beginning of love,were fools mocking her right now. Gathering the little pride left in her she answers back in a quivering voice. "Yes,I love you. But I don't want anything from you." She says and he stares.Confused at her weird confession. Who says that ? "Nothing you say? Are you playing some brain games girl?" She lowers her eyes and leaves but not before whispering the words that made him feel something after a very long time. "Love is not something to learn ,but to feel Aaron. And I know what I feel. You may name it infatuation and lust,but I proudly call it my selfless love" .................................................................... Ezra was not meant to be born,an orphan left on the streets when she was an infant. Mrs Reed an influential women takes her in, to make her live in her castle as the adopted daughter of their household help Mrs Mary She grew up in the castle with Mrs Reed's sons, treated as family by everyone. Except for Aaron, the eldest son of Mrs Reed who despised the orphan girl. Her smile irritated him, her sweet words infuriated him. He hated the sweet girl which everyone was so fond of, while poor Ezra liked him despite his loathe towards her. She selflessly loved him all these years, not expecting anything in return. But how long can an unrequited love survive? How long can the selfless girl find her happiness in the man that only hates her. What happens when Mrs Reed comes to know of the girls feelings towards her Son and forces him to marry her? Can her selfless love melt his frozen heart or will she loose herself trying to get him? Let's find out on this beautiful journey of love, betrayals and hate. That how long can a selfless love sustain?
"You can't reject me!" She said, trying to control her tears. His eyes indifferent ,as he took in her shivering state. Moving closer,he traps her body between the wall and his frame. Saying his next words in a voice laced with hate. "I can my dear mate,you should have thought about it when you betrayed" ............................................................. She was a havoc created my nature. Found wrapped in blankets at the edge of a river. With a very weak wolf to guide her in life and no parents at her side. She was an orphan that merely survived. Hoping for a miracle to save her. Shunned by the werewolf society, she was an Omega that was barely surviving untill he came. The werewolf King Hating her, cursing her, playing with her like a play. Doing everything to break her like her betray has broken him. If only he knew that she didn't surrendered her virtue by choice, that she was innocent. If only he knew that she was not like others who could be broken easily. She was the summoner of the strongest wolf known in pages of history. She was Thora Valentine who will re write history. She was the summoner of the one wolf read in pages of philosophy. She was the summoner of THE Death Wolf
He owned half of the state,with the casinos and clubs just a small part of them. Relationships disgusted him and one night stands was all he could afford for the flock of girls that followed him. Untouchable ,was what fangirls referred him to him as and second times was unheard of in the dictionary of Victor Kingston. Unless his eyes took interest in a brunette, whose clothes resembled to that of men and etiquettes that of a roadside thug. Her comebacks gave a blow to his inflated ego and her innocence a blow to his manhood. He has never met a girl like her before and he may not in the future. Because she was not just his type,but no man's type either. She was Rose Evans ,an independent and headstrong girl despite the struggles of her life. A girl who didn't needed any man in her life .
"Lower your eyes mate" He said with a hint of warning in his tone. She didn't flinch under his cold fingers coiled around her neck, instead with a smirk on her bruised lips,she looks back at him. Daring to defy him. "Submit!" He growled at her this time, frustrated with her ability to infuriate him to the extent of forcing him to hurt her. "Many have tried mate" The word mate leaving her lips sounded more of a mockery, making his grip on her neck to tighten slightly. "I am not others Vera. I am your mate. Your superior. Submit this instant!" She again smiled, managing to roll her eyes at him. "You can try . But remember,you will never succeed in it" He could end her with just a little more pressure on her neck, having the fate as many others who have dared to defy him,but something in those eyes was stopping him. He wanted to extinguish that fire in them., to see them rolling over as he thrusted inside her, to see them begining him to continue as he denied her. He wanted her to submit.Badly. Completely to him in all respects. Body and soul both. To let him be her protector,her punisher, her dominant,her lover her mate. Her everything. But little did he knew that his mate was not an ordinary Luna who happily submits to her mate's whims and needs. She was who they all popularly call as "The rebel" The mysterious protector of good and savior of women. The man who gives justice to the inequality created by men. If only they knew he was a women instead. .................................................... "The day I submit to a man will be the last day of my life mate. Vera Red was born as a rebel, will live as a rebel and will also die as a Rebel. With or without a cause"
"Skin once broken ,can never be the same. Just like hearts once betrayed, struggle to beat again." ................................................... A broken piece of glass, a shattered heart. Was all that could define Ethan Lockwood's past. The heir to one of the biggest estates in the country, the most eligible bachelor as the tabloids said. With persona cold as ice and presence authoritative and terrifying ,he was making sure to not let anyone come close to him. Not giving anyone the right over him. Until he met her again. By hands of fate, the very girl he despised more than anything. The girl behind everything. But. What if the girl was no longer that beautiful confident rich man's daughter now? What if behind her beautiful smile she veil's a ugliness that made her insecure every night. What if she has been already punished in the worst way which resembled a nightmare. What if she was scarred beyond repair. Will he be able to see beyond her fascade? Does he have it in him to forgive her after everything? Circumstances change, people change and stereotypes break. But what remains is the beauty that lies within. And that's when my friends the journey of 'his not so beautiful wife 2 ' begins.
Five years ago, Alessia La Rosa's life took a drastic turn when, suffering from memory loss, she wed to Dominic Carter under her grandfather's mysterious arrangement. But their marriage was a facade, bringing her only humiliation and heartache as Dominic showed no love, and she couldn't conceive. Upon discovering Dominic's infidelity, Alessia sought liberation through divorce. Yet, fate had more in store for her. Five years later, spurred by an anonymous email hinting at her lost child's whereabouts, she returns to the city with her twin babies in tow, determined to uncover the truth. As she navigates the tangled web of her past, a surprising twist awaits. Dominic, upon meeting her again, finds himself drawn to the woman she has become, unaware of her true identity as his former wife. Little does he know, the woman he's falling for is not only his ex-wife but also a powerful Doctor and Master Hacker.
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.
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
As far as everyone was concerned, William had married Renee under duress. Now that his one true love was back—and with child—they couldn’t wait for him to abandon Renee. Surprisingly, Renee was candid about the situation. "To be honest, I’m the one asking for a divorce every single day. I want it even more than any of you!" But they brushed off her remark as a paltry attempt to save face. Until William made a declaration himself. "Divorce is out of the question. Anyone who spreads false rumors shall face legal consequences!" Renee was at a loss. What was this crazy man up to now?
After five years of marriage, my husband is always absent on my birthday. No gifts, no blessings. He said, "I've given you the money, buy whatever you want." But he started preparing for Fiona's birthday half a month in advance. He said, "She's different, she only has me." As the sole survivor of a unexpected fire, he has been heartbroken for over a decade. Watching Fiona in Moments holding a cake and kissing his face. I slowly commented. 【Just this useless person, I'm giving him to you.】
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.