7 Ala Maison

Is it possible for a single mother, who has got her heart broken twice, to fall in love again, that too with a woman? Alizeh Brown is whipped by a sudden new feeling that blooms in her heart. She has crossed the marriage age in the blink of an eye. Living with a conservative family, she was bound to fulfill their all expectations and follow the girl being a good girl. But as they say, rules can’t tie up the rulers. Alizeh has not only broken their expectations and promise of being a good girl but also has messed with the stereotypes, bringing disappointment to her family. She has looked at everything as a challenge to conquer. As her family starts putting pressure on her to get married, Alizeh has accepted this challenge as well. She has gone far beyond love already but there’s someone who has been able to plant the seed of love in her life again. No matter how many men crossed her path, she realized what she truly yearns for in her life. Every time she has met HER, a fountain of seven shades of colors drenched her in unconditional love. Now she has to accept her newfound self as well as tackle rigid expectations of her family. Will she be able to stand on her choices made upon her sexuality and choose a life she wants?

all started like a little spark in her chest, and then it grew and ignited her whole being with an outburst of emotion. Before she could recollect herself, she found out that she desired him more than anything in the world. She was madly in love. Ada was a palace maid, the most trusted servant in the palace. The king loves and cherish her very much that he told her secrets that even the Prince himself does not know about. This led to conspiracy, anger and jealously. The bitterness of betrayer ate Ada up when she found out that the man she loves most in the world, had tricked her into disclosing the location of the Ofor, the mantle of leadership in Alaocha, and had stolen it.

Crown Princess Isla's life takes a terrifying turn when a bizarre urge compels her to steal iron at the market, triggering unsettling dreams, a disturbing connection to metal, and a public scandal. Her family, horrified and confused, confines her to her room. There, a monstrous transformation begins: Isla's body twists into a wolf-like creature, driven by primal instincts and a chilling connection to iron. As Isla grapples with her horrifying new reality, her sister Anne, fueled by ambition and exploiting the public's fear, plots to seize the throne, even resorting to supernatural means to undermine Isla and marry Prince Caius. Escaping her confinement under the full moon's influence, Isla, now a terrifying werewolf, unleashes chaos upon the city. Amidst the terror, she encounters Kael, an ordinary man haunted by the same curse that afflicts her, a descendant of the woman who cursed the royal line generations ago. They find solace and love in their shared monstrous fate. The curse's origin is revealed: a vengeful act targeting the seventh princess, compelling her to worship the curser and bring her iron. United in their shared affliction, Isla and Kael terrorize the city together, their love story unfolding against a backdrop of fear and destruction. Their reign of terror is ultimately brought to an end when the terrified populace captures them, leaving the future of the cursed kingdom uncertain. The story explores themes of transformation, betrayal, the destructive nature of curses, and an unlikely love born in the heart of a nightmare.

Two Weeks to my wedding, I overheard my betrothed swearing to only love my sister even if he marries me as a duty. I've lived my entire life preparing to be his wife and the next Luna of the pack, but when my eyes catches my sister's eyes through the crack of the door, I see the smile on her face. Blind with anger towards my betrothed, I beg a stranger to take my virginity in the woods. Hours later, that same stranger shows up in my father's study. He's Kolton, the ruthless Alpha of the Hail pack who killed his own cousin and took over the Alpha's seat. He's been married six times and has sent his six wives fleeing into the night. My father takes one look at me and says, "Eve, you'll be married to Alpha Kolton Rivers. We have a new political arrangement and I'm giving you up to be his seventh Luna."

I was an orphan being adopted by a simple family. My dad was a driver of a very powerful businessman. My mom was one of their maids. She was in fact their lady butler. This family with gazillion bank accounts had an only heir, drop dead gorgeous young billionaire, Albert Michaels. He was always the talk of the news both in mainstream and social media along with either a popular pop star diva or a hubristic socialite with voluptuous body and kittenish voice. I, Samantha Reynolds, one of their servants had been stealthily trailing him since the day that I stepped in their grand top of a kind living room. His stone cold aloof aura as he stared at me everytime he caught me gawking at him made him even more attractive and charming than he already was. Till one rainy night, a magical or should I say disaster happened. Arriving at home late and intoxicated while I was busy wiping the glass tea table, he was almost dropping himself on the cold marble floor. Guiding him towards his room, his heaviness was weighing up my petite body. Till we both dropped on his king sized bed with me under him. His glassy eyes tingling my long time desire. His warm rims made me want to wrap them with mine. Till time stood still as the rain continued pouring engulfing the atmosphere with its coldness while him covering me with his burning libido. As we both reached the top, he called a name, ''Madeline!'' D*mn!

"I don't think I need to say it out loud, but I'll indulge you." His icy gaze met hers through the floor-to-ceiling mirror. "You can clearly see you don't belong here." A pause. "Beside me. And certainly not as my mate." Ella's eyes drifted to their reflections. He was breathtaking. Broad shoulders. A body sculpted by years of war. Every muscle carved beneath the black ceremonial uniform. Then there was her. Round. Plump. Chubby cheeks. Thick thighs. Standing beside him... She looked laughable. The Moon Goddess had to be playing a cruel joke. "Answer me." Ella lowered her head immediately. "Y-Yes... Alpha King." Another stretch of silence. "What can you possibly do... to deserve me?" Her head lifted instantly. Hope bloomed before she could stop it. "A-Anything. I'll do anything, Your Majesty. I'll honour our bond. I'll learn whatever you want me to learn. Just... just tell me what—" A rough hand slammed against the mirror beside her head. She flinched. He leaned down until his lips were beside her ear. His voice dropped to a deadly whisper. "Look at yourself. So fucking pathetic." She stopped breathing. "And here I was thinking..." he scoffed, "...perhaps you had character, if not beauty." His laugh held no amusement. "Turns out you're just like every other woman." Her throat tightened. She didn't understand. What had she said wrong? She had only wanted to be a good mate. Only wanted him to tell her how. Her vision blurred. "Seven heats." She blinked. "...What?" "You'll report to my office every night for the next seven heats. If I'm satisfied... "...you stay." Those silver eyes lifted to hers. Cold. "If not..." She gulped. "I know several service camps. They're always looking for extra hands." A beat. "They don't complain about rejected females."