Jude Patterson is accused of killing his wife by his father in law, Jonathan Hawthrone. A lawyer is interested in proving his innocence, but she has a hidden agenda. When Jude leaves prison, he has to work with his estranged daughter to take down a powerful man that had ruined their lives.
Jude Patterson knelt in a puddle of crimson, his hands trembling as they cradled the limp form of his wife, Abigail. Her once-radiant beauty was now marred by the pallor of death, her skin cold and lifeless against his own.
"No, no, no," he sobbed, his cries echoing through the dark alleyway. "Abigail, please... Please wake up. I can't do this without you. I can't..."
The dampness of her blood seeped through his trousers, but he couldn't feel it.
His chest heaved with each anguished breath as he rocked back and forth, unwilling to let go of his wife's lifeless body. He was consumed by a despair so deep that it threatened to drown him.
How had it come to this? Just hours ago, they had been laughing, blissfully unaware of the dangers that lurked in the shadows of the estate. And now... Now, he was alone, a widower before his time.
He couldn't bear to think about the future without her. The world had become a cold, desolate place, devoid of color or joy.
His mind raced, searching for answers to questions that haunted him like ghosts. Who would do this? Who could have taken his beloved wife from him so brutally?
He looked around the alley, his eyes wild and desperate. There was no one there, just the dripping of water from a nearby pipe and the faint sounds of the city beyond the estate walls.
His tears flowed freely, mingling with the blood that stained his hands and clothes. He held her tighter, as if his embrace could somehow bring her back, but the reality of his loss was inescapable.
The wailing of the sirens pierced the silence of the night, accompanied by the dancing blue and red lights that reflected off the walls of the alleyway. But the emergency vehicles arrived too late, their efforts futile in the face of her mortal wound.
The paramedics moved with swift efficiency, but Jude knew that their ministrations were nothing more than a formality, their stethoscopes and defibrillators useless against the gaping wound that had taken his wife's life.
As his voice cracked with grief, a gruff-looking police officer approached, notepad in hand, ready to interrogate the widower. But before a word could be uttered, the sound of angry footsteps echoed down the alleyway, and Jude turned to see Jonathan Hawthorne, Abigail's father, his face twisted with rage and grief.
"He killed her!" he shouted, his finger pointed accusingly at him. "He killed my daughter! You took her away from me, you monster!" His face was flushed, his eyes glistening with unshed tears.
Jude stood frozen in place, his mind spinning like a top. Jonathan's accusations were like daggers to his heart, but he was too numb to defend himself, the grief and shock of Abigail's death making it impossible to find the words.
As the paramedics took her lifeless body away, loading it into the ambulance with somber efficiency, he felt the police officer's handcuffs bite into his wrists. The cop didn't offer a word of explanation as he led him away, the night air biting at his skin as they walked to the waiting police car.
His mind was a jumble of chaos, every thought vying for attention as he was pushed into the backseat of the police car. His eyes remained fixated on the ambulance's taillights, which grew smaller and smaller until they disappeared into the night. The drive to the police station was a blur, the faces of the officers nothing more than a faceless mass of blue uniforms and grim expressions.
As the car screeched to a stop in front of the station, he was led inside, the clang of the cell door sounding like the closing of a coffin lid on his life.
He sat in the cold, hard chair in the interrogation room, a sight to behold. His once-clean clothes were now a crimson mess, the dark stains of his wife's blood seeping through the fabric. His hands were caked with the evidence of his tragedy, a reminder of the life he had lost and the accusations he faced. The weight of his grief was a leaden cloak on his shoulders, every breath a struggle. He sat in silence, unable to grasp the reality of the situation he found himself in.
The interrogating officer sat with the patience of a predator, his gaze unwavering as he awaited his response. But his mind was lost in the mists of time, his memories of Abigail flooding his mind like a torrent.
The words of the officer fell on deaf ears, muffled by the roar of his emotions. "Would you like your lawyer?" the man repeated, his voice insistent, but Jude could not hear him. He was lost in the memory of that first meeting, the way Abigail's laughter had filled his heart with light.
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Abigail Hawthorne was a woman who left a lasting impression. Her beauty was effortless, as if she had simply been born perfect. Her hair cascaded in golden waves, dancing about her face in a carefree manner, adding to her aura of freedom and vitality.
But it was her eyes, a striking shade of green, that captured his heart. They sparkled with a mischievous gleam, filled with the untamed spirit of a wild animal. And when she smiled, her entire face lit up like a star-filled sky, making him feel as if he had stumbled upon a hidden treasure.
The city of love had lived up to its name when he first laid eyes on her. It was as if the universe had aligned, conspiring to bring the two souls together. His heart knew it, even before his mind had time to process the full impact of her presence.
He had never worked harder to win anyone's affection. He pulled out all the stops, from extravagant gifts to grand gestures of love. But the most potent weapon in his arsenal was his genuine adoration for her. He worshipped her as if she were a goddess, and she, in turn, seemed to thrive in his attention.
When billionaire CEO Ryan Thompson is forced into a marriage by his father, he is less than thrilled to be tied down to any woman but he decided to choose, a woman he barely knows. But as they navigate their arranged union, Ryan begins to see Nina in a different light as they both began to fall in love with each other. Things between them begins to fall apart when Ryan's ex girlfriend became pregnant.
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“Dont you think I have to know your name" I murmured to him as I keep moaning He held my hands tight unto the bed and took off my top “Should we do this?” He asked kissing my neck down to my breast, my nipple became hard and pointed. I kept moaning non stop, I hurriedly took of my panties and took off his too. “holy shit, you are freaking hot” he said as he puts his lips on my nipples, he sucked them and massaged them with his cold, soft hands “Oh shit, I love this" I said. ... Jessica “JESSY" Smith, a successful event planner and a story writer falls in love with one of the wealthiest man in American called RYAN BROWN but their beautiful and sweet romance was threatened by their pasts, regrets, secret and family problem from Ryan's past. The mistake he made turned his entire world upside down, he suffered from it and it was also passed down unto his children, they all had their own share of problems created by Ryan, the mistake he made when he was a young boy. Jessica also becames a victim of her past, her ex boyfriend came back again.
“This is what you want right Mirabel. Isnt it?” He murmured, his hands gently rubbing my body, it looked soft and warm. He choked my neck to the bed, my heart raced and beats after than usual. “Yes I do keep going" i whispered into his ears He spanked my a**ss, I moaned, he dipped his hands into my wet pu**sy, he slowly dipped it in and out, a moan escaped my throat. I moaned and held his big di**k, he touched my b**bs and massaged them slowly “Should we do this, do you want us?” I could feel his warm breath on me, his words laced and scared me “Yes, let’s do this" I whispered silently rubbing his d**k harder I could also hear him moan “I will make you forget that cheater” he whispered into my ears I smiled, he choked me again and he slowly used his hands to rub his d**k on my clitoris and slowly dipped it into my p**sy, I moaned and held the bed tightly trying not to scream. . . . Due to the betrayal of her boyfriend for cheating on her with her friend at work, Mirabel slept with her Ex Dad and didnt know.
"You want this Viv. Don't you?" He murmured,his thumb tracing a gentle part down my body. His piercing green eyes seemed to bore into my soul,their intensity making my heart raced. “Stop please,” I cried. I held on to his shoulders to push him away but my fingers dugged into his skin as I threw my head back. A moan escaped my throat. He leaned closer and hiked my skirt up. He pushed aside my already wet panties and gently caressed my clitoris. “Answer me baby, do you want this? Do you want us?” I could feel his warm breath against my skin,his words laced with a tone that both thrilled and terrified me. "Yes,I want it" I whispered,my eyes fluttering close while his fingers thrust in and out of me. I couldn't control the moans that erupt my throat. I knew my actions means giving him total control over me, but I couldn't think straight at the moment. I just wanted him. . . . Hit by the betrayal of her best friend and her boyfriend, Vivian Everhart enters a marriage of convenience with Kian Blackwood. They would show affection and act like a normal couple to everyone, but indoors they act like strangers. Their arrangement was going without a hitch for a while until they started feeling attracted towards each other. They decided to make their marriage real until a figure from Kian's past came into the picture. This made the couple drift apart. Will they go their separate ways? Or will they give themselves another chance and fight for their love?
Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.
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.
The dream of everyone with regards to marriage is to be able to find that special someone and settle down with them. Even arranged marriages grant you an opportunity to meet your partner briefly before the wedding. How will you feel about waking up in the morning with someone sleeping next to you who is not just anyone but your legally married partner yet with no memory of how that had happened in just a few hours of going out the previous day? This is the story of Jason Haward and Julia Harrison, two strangers trapped in a marriage they never planned. The quest to find out why led to the unfolding of a mystery which made them realize they are both living a lie. To find out more, read this amazing story of love, betrayal, revenge and murder.
Lila didn't expect her life to change so dramatically just days after arriving at the pack. She certainly didn't anticipate being married to the Alpha almost instantly. All she wanted was to return and find a mate, but circumstances changed, and now she has to pay for a sin she didn't commit. "Please Rafael," pulling my undies away, I begged. ''It's Alpha to you... It's only when I'm making that pussy of yours feel good, then you can call me God," his voice was like a whisper, sending cold shivers down my spine.
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