LOGINTwenty one year old orphan Hannah Welsh is stuck between a rock and a hard place when she is thrust into a world of lies and betrayal by none other than those she holds dear. She is broken time and again as her mate Eamon, a man she had prayed and wished for with all her heart, rejects their mate bond and loves another. In her bid to escape her cruel fate of death after being tricked into poisoning her mate’s lover she loses the last person that still teethers her to the world her best friend Left alone by everyone who was ever important to her, Hannah is filled with a righteous fury for vengeance and the truth. Follow Hannah on this magical and tedious quest of survival as she unravels the secret behind her parents death and just why she is unlucky. Will Hannah be blessed with a second chance mate? Will she ever feel like a blessing rather than a curse?
View MoreHannah“No, our parents are dead.” Michael's firm voice is like a bucket of cold water, wrenching me from my grand delusions, “Sadly, they didn't survive the fire.”“Oh,” I muttered, lowering my head to hide the tears that suddenly welled up.I'd known the truth. I knew it wasn't possible. There was no reason for my parent to still be alive and not come for me and yet I'd held on to hope.That by some miracle, they were well alive and healthy somewhere waiting for me.The sadness doesn't diminish, no matter how hard I try and I can't help it when A single silent tear trickles down my cheeks.I sighed deeply, and leaned into my seat, a soft cushioned chair, facing opposite Micheal. We are alone in his office. Ana had left after delivering me to Micheal, with a promise to return and a wink.Although I am grateful for her advice, there is still a tension between Micheal and I, like an invisible screen standing in-between and I can't bring myself to look at my brother.A few minutes ago
HannahIs this for real? I muttered to no one in particular, my mouth open wide at the opulence before me.“This will be your room, miss” Ana the woman Micheal later introduced to me would be my guide said pushing the door open, her lips upturned in a soft smile. “It is not much but it is what we could come up with, considering the little time Boss gave us.”Not much? Balked, staring back at the room she had escorted me to, painted with the lightest shade of purple, it contained a maxi bed, two process cupboards, a wardrobe, and a plush cream carpet, that looked good enough to sleep with. Not commenting on the mini fridge and speaker I see perched on the cupboard.If this wasn't much then what was? Her words totally destroyed my worldview.“You knew I was coming,” I asked my voice sharper than I intended, my eyes focused on her for any change of expression.Ana shook her head, “Not really. It's just Boss Micheal was lucky to have overheard a girl fitting your description was to be sol
Hannah I stared in awe at the pair of black eyes holding my gaze. The man in front of me is broad shouldered and tall, with tiny scar littered all over his tanned skin, but that doesn't hide his good looks. Or the smirk he was currently throwing my way. His arm is folded. “Throwing punches huh?' he drawled, leaning on the closed door, "I see you've finally grown a backbone since the time we last met.” The makeshift weapon trembles in my hands before they clatter on the ground and my hands reach out to cover my mouth, muffling my shout of joy. “Micheal?” I asked as though unsure of the person I was seeing. How. Why. How could I explain that the man accessing me looked exactly like my brother, except for his broad shoulders and height, his eyes remained as I remembered it. But that wasn't possible, it couldn't be, Micheal had gone missing at the age of sixteen. The pack warriors has gone in search of him and had concluded he had died. Tears pooled in the pockets of my eyes as th
Hannah No. No, no, no. This couldn't be happening. My plans of escape was slowly slipping out my fingers, I might be innocent but I still understood business, I knew I had a better chance of survival being sold to a simple buyer that to the highest bidder. I would become a toy, a plaything, used and destroyed, my visions of revenge, of making Eamon suffer would be gone just like that.My promise to Maya broken. No, I cannot accept this. My heart beat frantically, as I scan through the crowd, despite my vision blurry from the slap, I am desperate to see who had bought me. But there's is no relief, as my eyes clashes with greedy eyes, leering into my very soul each ridden with a hunger that burns my skin. Their lip upturned into wild laughter at my actions and my stomach churn with disgust. I heaved out desperate to release the lumped stuck in my throat, the guard push me away with a look of disgust as he mumbles something about me not throwing up on him. But I don't listen I am
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