I fell madly in love with a man I was forced to marry, but I didn't expect his heart to be as cruel as it was. "You don't have to be around him," my husband's trusted man told me after seeing me crying after a dance where I was humiliated, "help me, Alyssa... and let me love you as you deserve." He told me, and it took me by surprise. I didn't know what was going on, but the Goddess seemed to be merciful to my soul finally.
Alyssa
Since the beginning, the Capell family has been loyal and devoted to the Leblanc family. Even though some believe this is due to the loyalty of a wolf and the fact that the patriarch of our family is always responsible for caring for the pack and preserving the will of our Alpha, it goes far beyond what is seen on the surface.
When you grow up in a family like the Capell, you learn early on that you cannot allow yourself to live the same way as the rest of the world, and when you're a rare descendant like me, a she-wolf, it becomes... a burden.
I was only eight years old when my stepfather told me that he had arranged a marriage between me and the heir of our pack with the Alpha's approval. Of course, the hierarchy among wolves had never been determined by blood. Still, after the first Alpha of the Leblanc family rose to power, those who showed the ability to challenge their positions were tragically involved in fatal accidents. With that said, I knew all too well that I would become the mate of Asher Leblanc, the eldest and beloved son of our current Alpha; a boy with light eyes, dark hair, and a face so handsome it could even make the moon goddess envious.
Asher Leblanc was a natural prince with impeccable manners, ruthless during hunts, merciless towards enemies, and protective of his pack-his brilliance outshone everyone in his family-such that no living soul could question his right to the Alpha position. And, of course, I became one of those unfortunate individuals.
Before I knew it, my entire life revolved around Asher, and my decisions were based on how they could affect him. I turned that man who would one day be my husband into the center of my universe and the only reason to keep living.
I didn't have many opportunities to be close to Asher, and on the few occasions I encountered him-usually in public-he would smile and kiss my hand like a fairy tale prince. And like a foolish, naïve girl, I handed over my heart to the man I would be forced to marry long before a ring was placed on my finger.
Then, on my seventeenth birthday, my she-wolf awakened-and with Asher ready to ascend as the Alpha, our parents didn't hesitate to arrange the long-awaited wedding. As I entered the temple dressed in silk and ivory, I could never have imagined how my honeymoon would be stained with my blood.
"Shut up," was the first thing Asher said to me before pushing me onto the bed and restraining me with chains of sacred silver that hurt the wolves. "You were given to me as a gift, and you must be obedient while I enjoy my night."
He growled, and placing a silver gag in my mouth, he tore my dress... and used me.
I felt my mouth burn from the silver. I felt the blood between my legs, and my wrists, after hours of contact with the chains of holy silver, were raw and bleeding-nothing compared to the state of my own heart. I had fallen in love with a monster, and now, I was married to him.
Apollo was an artist who has had several muses in his life, so many that he may not even know how to count on his fingers and not even remember more of all that were due to his supposed "curse"; but maybe, just maybe... love would reach him for the first time, near those beautiful eyes of Amazonita enchanted him on an ordinary afternoon; but isn’t that exactly how the first loves happen?
The duchess who succumbed to madness, that would be the title she would be remembered by, Ethel didn't need any more of this, didn't want any more of this, didn't want to continue on that mortal plane that would keep taking her to a bottomless pit. But, someone brought her back, and promised her a second chance...what would she do with such a miracle?
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
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."
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?