LOGIN“I hope you're not fooled by my sweet looks Clair?” Emelia pushed her out her way, before closing the door, she stopped, turned, and stared at her from head to toe. “Don't be mistaken, I do want a man in the streets but a beast in bed” Poison to death by her husband and lover, Emelia Zorah is granted a second chance at life. She wants nothing but to stay as far away from him as possible, 5 years ago she had loved him but now was different. She despised even the air he breathed. Escaping the lights of marriage from her destined mate, she lands in his brother's arms, but what seems like a saving option in time turns out to be the blazing fire she dived from the firepan into.
View MoreClair hasn't felt this good all her life. She was sailing well in her business, and now her mother had invited her home, and she was more than happy to go. It’s been a few months, and so much has changed about her. She lived in the Woods mansion, but not as a mistress or concubine to the Alpha, rather as part-owner.She was scheming and used her ways to get what she wanted. If she learned anything from Emilia in the past, it would be not to let your enemies know your next move. She walked out of her room dressed in beige pants and a purple top, her car keys jingling from her side. Mrs. Carrier Woods watched from the dining room as a proud smile spread across her lips.At first, Clair felt like a thorn in her flesh, but now she saw her with great regard. Not only did she rise from nothing, but she had made a name for herself and was no longer desperate for the attention of men. Clair looked over to the dining room and smiled.“Good morning, Aunt.” Mrs. Carrier Woods smiled back. “Good
The death of a dearest friend left Mrs. Anderson unable to eat or drink anything. Her mind kept wandering back to her last words.“Tell them you will regret it if you keep it for long,” she had warned, and now she was dead. Mrs. Anderson sat on the balcony of her room, her mind uneasy. How was she to bring it up?It's been years, and now she would rather bury it, but deep down she knew she couldn't bring herself to do that. She still craved it; she had been the one who made the decision, but no day passed without her wanting the touch of it, the sound, the sight of it.How was she to bring it up now that everyone was long gone? Guilt was fast eating her from within, and there was no one she could confide in. Rema walked into the room to find Mrs. Anderson so consumed by her thoughts. She placed the freshly ordered flowers on the table before walking over to her.“The roses are here,” she announced. Mrs. Anderson jolted a little but smiled and turned towards Rema. She saw the white ros
Emilia had stayed up all night with the others, but no one could bring themselves to deliver the news of Lina’s passing to the Cains. Mrs. Cain had called a few more times, and finally, Fredrick took the call.“Hello, Fred... did you see her? Was she found?” She asked impatiently, but Fredrick sighed.“I’m sorry, she was gone before he found her.” His words hung in the air, and soon he heard the phone beep from the other end. The call had been cut off, and he just stood there staring at everyone.“Mark is a beast,” Fabulous broke the silence. Everyone agreed.Fredrick turned to leave, but the steps of Sally caught his attention as she rushed in, handing them the morning article.“He killed his mother,” she announced like it was some jovial news. Fredrick halted while Emilia quickly grabbed hold of the papers.“What do you mean by ‘he killed his mother’?” Emilia asked, reading through the article. Every word and picture on it sent shocks through her legs. She staggered a little backwar
It poured heavily all through the night, but despite the cold, Mrs. Camfrey couldn't sleep. She kept going out to check on her children. Mark had returned much later in the night, but there was no sign of Lina. The longer she stayed outside, the more frightened Mrs. Camfrey felt. She couldn't help but think the worst. The night was painful, and it did not settle matters within her when the house phone rang, only for her to answer and hear Mrs. Cain.“Lina... Lina,” she called desperately into the phone. Mrs. Camfrey stood frozen for a second before recovering herself. “She isn't home. I don't know where else to look for her,” she half-cried. She could hear the big sigh of Mrs. Cain and whoever she was with.“Lina is not fine. Something has happened to her,” Mrs. Cain said, and Mrs. Camfrey couldn't deny it. She, too, was her mother, and she could feel a shift within her. The phone died, and both parties turned to their phones, making even more calls. Not knowing who else to call, Mrs.






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