Sweet, Sweet, Nightmare.
Heiress Danielle Dawson has it all. A mansion, fleet of exotic cars, a live-in chef, housekeepers, a fortune that can feed nations and a dad that indulges her every wish. All these, and she is still empty.
When her father, greedy for more power and wealth, arranges her marriage to the powerful Valentino empire's heir, Danielle, a believer in love marriages, fights it at first but later gives in and decides to let destiny take it's course; but being betrothed to Adrian Valentino is not the bed of roses she is used to.
With great power comes great responsibility and millions of enemies after your downfall.
Adrian need not fret as his betrothed is more than ready to fight his battles and slay his demons; but how can you love someone who doesn't believe in the emotion, and how do you save someone that doesn't want to be saved?
That too when you begin to discover your own demons?
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-NINE.DANIELLE'S P.O.V I stirred from my slumber, my eyes blinking open reluctantly. The room was bathed in the soft glow of dawn and a lingering sense of unease clung to me. As consciousness found its way back to me, I felt the sting in my eyes which were heavy from a restless night. My eyes stung as I tried to focus on the familiar surroundings. A few remnants of the nightmares that had plagued my sleep replayed in my mind, their vivid images taunting me. A groan escaped my lips as I tried to sit up, the dryness and ache in my throat were evidence of the tumultuous night I had. The taste of fear lingered in my mouth, leaving me parched and exhausted. When I finally sat up, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I could still hear the faint echoes of my own screams and I took a quick glance around, half expecting to find shadows lurking in the corners of the room. The sheets clung to my skin- further evidence of my night which had been filled with restlessness. The room, usually a pe
Last Updated: 2024-05-17
Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-EIGHT.ADRIAN'S P.O.V. It had been a month since the storm called Chase Sinclair, had hit our lives, leaving destruction and doubts in his wake. The air hung heavy, in my office, with the weight of unspoken words as Omar Zayn, my lifelong confidante and best friend, sat across from me. His eyes, filled with understanding, met mine, as if searching for the turmoil that had etched its mark onto my soul over the past month. The weight of the past month lingered heavily on my shoulders, and I couldn't shake the guilt that gripped my conscience. "Omar, I messed up big time," I sighed, rubbing my temples. Omar leaned in, concern etched on his face. "What happened with you two, Adrian? Last time I knew, you guys were solid. Tell me everything. Maybe there's a way to fix this." Omar said, his expression empathic. In a flash, I recalled the doubts that had plagued me and the message that had led to my questioning Danielle's fidelity " I doubted Dannie's loyalty, questioned her commitment
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SEVEN.DANIELLE'S P.O.V I woke up with a splitting headache. The piercing pain that seared through my head dragged me out of the depths of unconsciousness. As my eyes fluttered open, I groaned, clutching my throbbing temple. The room spun and my vision blurred as I blinked. "Where in the world am I?" I muttered while trying to make sense of my surroundings. As I tried to sit up, the sharp pain in my head intensified, sending shockwaves through my body. It felt like a sledgehammer had collided with my skull and I could hear the faint echoes of my own pained groans. With my muddled senses, I struggled to make sense of my situation. I continued to blink rapidly to clear off the dizzy spell until the dimly lit room slowly came into focus. Suddenly, I felt restraints on my wrists and ankles. "What the hell...?" I muttered pulling at the ropes that bound me and restricted my movement. On seeing that they would not budge, undiluted panic started to creep into my bod
Last Updated: 2024-05-17
Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SIX.. DANIELLE'S P.O.V The weeks following my traumatic ordeal at the hands of Chase were a blur of hospital rooms and tests. I had also been offered therapy sessions, but I rejected them as the very last thing I wanted to do was revisit the torture I had gone through. However, I could not seem to run away from those days of captivity as even after I had long been discharged from the hospital, my mind was still trapped in the nightmares that had plagued me ever since that fateful day- the day Chase Sinclair had kidnapped me. It felt like I was trapped in a unending nightmare, unable to escape the memories of what had happened to me- memories of how my baby had almost been taken away from me. I was back in the safety of the mansion Adrian and I had gotten but the house which used to bring me so much peace now seemed as oppressive as it was comforting. I sat on the plush couch in the living room of our grand mansion, surrounded by my friends and family. Adrian was on a busi
Last Updated: 2024-05-17
Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FIVE.DANIELLE'S P.O.V. The hospital corridors stretched before me, a maze of sterile white walls, distant echoes of life, and busked whispers. Their white walls were an unsettling reminder of the captivity I had endured for far too long at the hands of Chase Sinclair. Determination surged through my veins as I made my way towards the women's restroom, a small glimmer of hope guiding me towards the next step in my escape. I walked with purpose and my steps were fueled by a desperate determination to reclaim my life from the clutches of the darkness that Chase had surrounded me with. My footsteps faltered as both anticipation and apprehension coursed through my veins and each footfall echoed in my ears as I made my way to the restroom. Every step that I took felt heavy with anticipation and my heart pounding in my chest as I neared the restroom. It was a moment that held the key to my freedom; the key to reuniting with my family and escaping the clutches of Chase once and for all. As
Last Updated: 2024-05-17
Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FOUR. DANIELLE'S P.O.V. Chase’s eyes bore into mine, and I could see the rage simmering beneath them. His gaze moved around the room, scanning for any signs of betrayal and then, suddenly, his eyes locked onto my shaking figure. A cruel smile pulled at his lips as he lunged towards me and on reaching me, he grabbed my hand with his grip tightening around my wrist. Panic engulfed me as he wrenched the phone from its hiding place under the pillow and he held it up, triumph gleaming in his eyes. “You really thought you could get away, didn’t you?” he sneered, his voice dripping with malice I stood there, transfixed to the spot by the fear that caused my heart to pound in my chest, my hands trembling. The stolen phone rested securely in Chase’s grip; a small but strong weapon that I had used against the man who had held me captive for far too long. Chase loomed over me, his eyes burning with a mix of anger and desperation. "You think you're so clever, don't you?" His voic
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Fangs Of Rebellion.
When tradition and duty intertwine, the fiercely independent second princess of the Ravenscroft kingdom, Seraphina Lyonheart, finds herself thrust into a life she never desired.
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Still licking the wounds instilled by a heartbreaking betrayal, Seraphina is married off as a substitute bride to Prince Xander, a man whose mere name was capable of instilling fear into the heart of people. Her betrothed, however, is mated and seems to hate her guts. Yet a fiery spirit burns within her as she yearns for the power to shape her own destiny.
While enduring the harsh confines of her new life, Seraphina discovers a hidden world of rebel werewolves determined to overthrow the oppressive monarchy. Drawn to their cause, she secretly trains with the rebels, honing her strength and harnessing her latent powers. As her skills develop, Seraphina becomes a formidable force, ready to challenge the injustices perpetrated by the ruling elite.
Amidst the brewing rebellion, Seraphina uncovers the truth about Prince Xander's intentions and as his mask of cruelty slips, she realizes that there may be more to their connection than she initially believed. Caught between her growing feelings for her husband and the rebellion's call for justice, Seraphina must navigate a treacherous path, torn between loyalty and her own desires.
Will Seraphina's rebellion succeed in toppling the cruel monarchy and grant her the freedom she seeks?
And can she reconcile her complicated feelings for the prince while staying true to the cause she believes in?
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Chapter: Chapter Sixteen.XANDER’S P.O.V "Now?" I asked."Now." Marcus said as he nodded. “Can I not have a few more minutes to myself?” I asked. “I must apologize for the interruption, but you can not. The King has stipulated that you grace him with your presence immediately.” Marcus insisted. “It seems urgent.” I clenched my jaw, resisting the strong urge to curse. I didn’t want to leave, not yet, but the king’s summons wasn’t something I could ignore. I turned to Isabella with a regretful expression on my face. "I have to go." I said."I know. Go." she said. She pressed a kiss to my lips, her touch lingering.“I/m sorry.” I apologized. Isabella pulled away, her expression resigned.“Go,” she whispered, though her voice trembled slightly. “I’ll be fine.”“I’ll find you as soon as I can,” I promised. She nodded, though we both knew it was never that simple. I pressed a lingering kiss to her lips once more, fiercely, as if it might be our last. Reluctantly, I quickly got dressed. "I’ll see you s
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Chapter: Chapter Fifteen.XANDER’S P.O.V I stood in the middle of the deserted palace field, my senses alert for any sign of movement. The wind was a bare whisper, rustling through the grass at my feet. I had chosen this place because it was far from prying eyes, but now, harmed with the knowledge that the king had spies everywhere, I couldn't shake the worry gnawing at me.I detested the fact that we were subjected to meeting like this. And Isabella hated it even more than I did. She had complained last time, saying she felt suffocated by the constant sneaking around. Always in secret, always in the dead of night. She deserved better than this. I knew it, but what could I do? My hands were tied by my position, my marriage… and the king. She had begged that we meet during the day, under the warm embrace of the evening’s sun, and I’d had no choice but to give in. She was my mate- I could not refuse her anything. The field was deserted, just as I’d planned. My eyes scanned the horizon, searching for any sig
Last Updated: 2023-12-21
Chapter: Chapter Fourteen.SERAPHINA’S P.O.V “Is this the village?” I asked, my voice filled with disbelief.The redhead glanced back at me, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.“Are you surprised?”I could only nod, my eyes wide as I took in the sight before me. The village bustled with life as I followed her through the narrow streets, my eyes wide with awe. The sounds of laughter, chatter, and the occasional bark of some dogs filled the air. Out here, it was very different from the controlled and polite silence of the palace. My brother and I used to visit the village in Ravenscroft, but it was nothing like this. There, I was always under the watchful eyes of the guards, only allowed to see what they deemed appropriate. But here, in the heart of the Shadowmoor Kingdom, I felt the true essence of the people. “You’re not a native, are you?” the redhead asked, a frown pulling at her brows. “No, I’m not.” I replied. “That much is obvious. Is the village so different from where you’re from?” she a
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Chapter: Chapter Thirteen. SERAPHINA'S P.O.V.My words were met with shock- from both the woman and myself. I was surprised that I had let that slip out of my mouth without thinking. Gerald had always told me that my impulsive nature would only lead me to doom, and I was starting to believe him. The redhead was still frozen on the spot as she turned to face me with wide eyes.“What did you just say?” she asked. “I want to join your forces,” I repeated, my voice steady despite the tremor of fear running through me. “If what you say is true, then the King must be stopped. I want to help.”The redhead’s eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly masked it with a suspicious frown.“Why would you want to do that? You’re just a maid.” she stated, regarding my state of dress with a matter of fact glance. I met her gaze, my heart hammering in my chest at my recklessness. “Because I’ve seen the same injustices you speak of. And because I want to help you bring him down.” I replied. My answer was only a half truth as I
Last Updated: 2023-12-21
Chapter: Chapter Twelve.SERAPHINA’S P.O.V My heart thumped in my chest, and I could swear the sound echoed in that clandestine cave. My breath caught in my throat as I tried to calm my raging heart. The cave was darker than I expected, the air thick with the scent of damp earth as I pressed my back against the cold stone wall, trying to make myself as small as possible. I could not afford to be caught. Not by a group of traitors. I had only intended to take a brief walk to clear my mind after the sight of my husband and his mistress had soiled the joy of my successful escape from the awful lessons I had been subjected to take by duty. But now I was here, unwittingly eavesdropping on something that I could have never imagined. Nothing could have prepared me for what I stumbled upon that day. The voices inside the cave grew louder and more heated. They spoke in low tones, but the urgency in their words was unmistakable. I could not make out everything they were saying, but one thing was clear.
Last Updated: 2023-12-21
Chapter: Chapter Eleven. SERAPHINA’S P.O.V It was another one of those days. A day in which I was stuck in a continuous reoccurrence of underwhelming lessons. I could not bear another minute of Lady Agatha’s monotonous drone lecturing me, endlessly, on the customs of the Shadowmoor Kingdom. I just could not bear another moment in the stifling confines of the lecture hall, My patience waned and I was nearing on my breaking point. In that moment of unbearable and extreme distress, a plan began to take form in my mind. With a conspiratorial glance at Leana, I raised my hand up. My action succeeded in drawing the governess’ attention to me. “Yes, Your Highness? Might you need something?” She asked. “I feel a bit pressed, Lady Agatha. I would like to be excused to use the lavatory.” I said while putting on an act of fidgeting in my seat. “Of course, Your Highness. You may be excused. We’ll continue with the lessons once you’re returned.” She said. “Thank you, Lady Agatha. I’ll be back before you know it.” I s
Last Updated: 2023-12-21
Chapter: CHAPTER FIVE: The Mission Begins.CHAPTER FIVE: THE MISSION BEGINS.CELESTEThe walls of the estate were too quiet at night.I moved like a shadow down the west corridor, barefoot and invisible. Every quiet sigh of my feet on the marble beneath me was a warning- a reminder that I could not afford to get caught. Darius had guards, cameras- eyes that I hadn't fully mapped yet. But I had mapped him.Three days was what it took. Three days since the wedding. Three days of dinners where he said little but watched everything. Three days of silence in the room, waiting for him to lay beside me, between sheets that stretched as taut as a wire. And tonight, for the first time since I got here, I wasn’t just playing the bride. I was doing what I’d been trained to do.My fingers trailed over the keypad beside his study. Eight digits; a custom lock. I knew six of them from watching him so closely. The last two, I would have to make a good job of guessing. I exhaled through my nose and tried my first guess.Click.The green light
Last Updated: 2025-08-01
Chapter: CHAPTER FOUR-- The Reception. By the time I entered the ballroom later that evening, I had already mapped four exits, noted the camera placements, and memorized the security rotation in the west wing hall.And yet, none of that steadied the pounding in my ribs when every face in the room turned toward me.The emerald dress clung to my body like a second skin. High neckline, open back, a slit that traced up my thigh like a whisper. It was elegant but dangerous, designed to suggest everything while revealing very little.Exactly what I needed to be.Darius hadn’t come to collect me from the room. There’d been no knock, and no escort. He’d simply sent a note.Be on time. Don’t forget to wear the green dress. Let them see you.And I let them.Heads turned. Conversations paused. Even the pianist fumbled a chord as I stepped onto the marble floor beneath the gilded chandelier. There were at least a hundred guests; they comprised of diplomats, tycoons, foreign ministers, and those elusive figures with no official titles
Last Updated: 2025-07-04
Chapter: CHAPTER THREE-- The First Morning. CELESTE I woke to sunlight I didn’t ask for. It filtered through tall windows framed in dark velvet curtains, casting gold across the sheets I didn’t remember falling asleep in. The bed was too soft. Too silent. Like a coffin dressed in silk. The silence was so pure, it felt like I’d been buried in it.No footsteps. No whispers. No sign of the man who’d watched me undress the night before and then slept yards away like a ghost. The bed was too warm, the sheets too perfect. Darius Vale hadn’t touched me- but somehow, he still lingered in the air like smoke after a controlled fire.The fire had gone out sometime in the night, and the couch where he’d slept was perfectly remade- no sign he’d ever occupied it.Of course. I sat up slowly, wrapping the robe left at the foot of the bed around my body, letting the heavy silk robe slide over my arms. Even the fabric felt expensive. It always amazed me how the rich could make imprisonment so comfortable. It was monogrammed, of cours
Last Updated: 2025-07-02
Chapter: CHAPTER TWO – The Wedding Night. CELESTEThe dinner table stretched between us like a battlefield.Golden candelabras flickered against white china, casting elongated shadows across the roasted meat and imported wine. Soft chamber music played from a live orchestra on a makeshift podium in the middle of the room. The music was automated, emotionless, like everything else in this house.I sat upright in the high-backed black velvet-lined chair, my gown pristine, the veil long gone. The ring on my finger still felt foreign, like a cuff I hadn’t quite earned yet.Across from me, Darius Vale sipped from his glass, watching me with the same calculated quiet he’d maintained all day. Unreadable and imposing. A man who owned every inch of the space around him without needing to raise his voice, or as much as a finger.I chewed slowly, deliberately, trying not to show that my appetite had vanished the moment we had been left alone at the head of the table.“You haven’t touched the venison,” he said at last, voice lo
Last Updated: 2025-07-02
Chapter: CHAPTER ONE-- The Wedding Veil. CELESTE. I had heard people say that veils were meant to shield the bride from bad luck. In my case, however, it was to protect the world from the truth-my truth. I kept my chin lifted as I walked down the aisle, every step of my slippered feet measured, the heels silent on the antique marble floor. I was dressed like a woman in love; my gloved hands clutching a bouquet of winter roses, lips painted a soft shade of pink, veil trailing like smoke behind me, heart racing like the wind that coursed through my ears.But my heart wasn’t racing from nerves or devotion. No.It beat for one reason, and one reason only: the mission.The estate chapel was cold, austere, and beautiful in a way that felt curated rather than sacred. Stone arches stretched high above, carved with ancient family crests. The pews were lined with powerful strangers: politicians, war profiteers, and quiet men in darker suits who didn’t belong to any nation’s government. There weren’t many of them,
Last Updated: 2025-07-02
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