Victim

Paige North got a contract to get married to her high school crush, Cedric Brooks, a contract she willingly agreed to in hopes that the marriage would make Cedric love her.  But the marriage didn't turn out the way Paige would have wanted because of misunderstandings on both their parts.  Cedric travelled three months after their marriage leaving Paige with no words only to return three years later demanding divorce which Paige rejected.  Paige's mother got into an accident that caused her to need urgent surgery. Paige has nowhere to access money from, all her parent's accounts and properties have been frozen, leaving her with only the option of the compensation money that Cedric offered to her in favor of her agreement to divorce him. She takes him up on the offer and agrees to divorce him and get the money, which comes as a shock of disappointment to Cedric who was still in love with her. The agreement doesn't go as planned because now, Cedric is offering Paige another contract. 

“I don’t want you. I hate you.” Those words from her only son slice deeper than any blade. Sarah returns from the hospital expecting love, only to find her place at the family table stolen. Her husband, James, stands arm in arm with Tiana — his late brother’s widow, while her son clings to the other woman’s waist, rejecting his own mother. The betrayal does not end there. After a confrontation with Tiana, she woke up in an abandoned building, her hands tied, and mouth taped. Beside her was Tiana too. Tied. James stood, his confused gaze darting from Tiana to Sarah. And then came the baritone voice from one of the kidnappers: “One life. One choice. You can only save one. Choose!” Sarah turned, seeing how Tiana was communicating with the kidnappers with her eyes. She struggled to let James see the truth; that this was all a setup. But she couldn’t. Her mouth was tapped. But then, like a match striking steel, James’ voice came brittle and final. “Tiana.” He chose his ex over his own wife. Over the mother of his child. Sarah was abandoned in the warehouse. Immediately they left, the warehouse exploded, covered in flames. And Sarah’s screams and cries inside, filled the night. Did Sarah survive the fire outbreak? If she did, can they stand her revenge when she finally returns?

Victim to an age old belief pertaining to Friday the 13th, Kara finds herself kidnapped and dumped in a remote mansion. A blind walk through its long corridors leads her to someone; a powerful and devastatingly handsome man who looks like an angel come alive and has been plaguing her dreams ceaselessly. Kara is convinced their meeting is a coincidence, one never to happen again. Carlisle has finally met his bride and is too jaded to believe in coincidences.

Yavonne has been on her own for a few years, just trying to avoid being detected by pretty well anyone. Her sadness slowly grows to rage, the victim day by day turning to villainy for a solution. Koin's life was perfect, he would be Alpha in a few years, the next in a long line of men to make a grand decision that would further change the packs fortunes for the better. But what if both of their lives were built on lies, surrounded by creatures neither of them even knew existed?

Beta of the packs daughter, Aria Smith, on the run from her ex-fiance and mate. Finding solitude in her home pack after 5 years of being gone, will love find her again? Will she ever truly be safe from Him and his claim? Only the Moon Goddess knows.

 “Are you sure Ella?” I asked and when she nodded in approval, half scared and anticipating, I slammed my full length into her in one full thrust. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head at the sudden intrusion and she held onto me for dear life, whimpering and moaning loudly without a care in the world and I loved it. I loved the way her lips called my name in pleasure, not knowing whether to beg me to stop or continue.  I was going crazy. This stranger was driving me crazy. I could feel her clench her insides at the sudden intrusion and it took me all the self control I could muster from my whole ancestors to not release in a single thrust. “Fuck Ella… you're doing so good… I whispered raggedly in her ears as her whimpers filled my senses.  I started slow but with each thrust deeper and harder than the last and when it looked like she couldn't take it anymore, I increased my pace and thrust faster, earning louder and faster moans from her. I didn't know what I enjoyed more. Her ecstatic whimpers or actually fucking her senses away. ************************************************************ Elara and Dylan, two complete strangers, mischievously ended up in the same hotel room and they shared a night of hot passion after their drinks got spiked. Unknown to the both of them, powerful forces are working to unite the both of them for a greater and more sinister motive.

Is Vivian the villain or she is just controlled and manipulated to act according to the plot?. Is she still going to die?

Scarpa sees. Scarpa wants. Scarpa hunts. Scarpa gets. It’s a chain of life for Torre Scarpa—the unspoken law of the Scarpa world. When Torre sets his eyes on Montana Rossi, his employee’s wife; a pale, soft-spoken foreign woman who gave herself to the wrong Italian man as husband, he doesn't just want her. He claims her by all bloodied means. Montana, left alone, humiliated by the powerful Rossi family after her husband's death, finds herself in Scarpa’s warm embrace. He pays off her debts. Gives her shelter. Offers her peace. Even lets her care for his troubled daughter. He is the savior she never expected. But Scarpa is no angel. Behind the tailored suits and steady gaze is a man who always gets what he wants—no matter the cost. And Montana? She's not free. Not really. Not anymore. As she falls for him, body and soul, she begins to wonder: Is this love? Or a beautiful trap? When the truth of Scarpa’s world comes to light—its secrets, its crimes, its bloodied roots—Montana must face what she’s become, and decide: Can she live with the devil who saved her? Or is it already too late? Because the Lord Scarpa doesn’t let go. He devours.

What hurts the most ? Shattered dreams, broken reality Or clipped wings? For Aarunya, she had already faced it all. With a pillaged soul and an abusive marriage where all her dreams were shattered in the game of his revenge, she was burnt into ashes inside the flames of his vengeance. But one crash is all it took for her hell to turn into the heaven which she never desired. An accident, a memory loss and the monster of her nightmares instantaneously turned into a beast passionately in love with her. Can Aarunya break the chain of her Cruel destiny or will she always be shackled inside the prison of Trayaksh Rajput, the Lucifer of her hell and the man written in her cursed fate? Can Aarunya transform into a phoenix from the same ashes of her destroyed self? Let's dive inside into the world of Rajputs to know. A story written with the ink of rue, redemption, pain, hurt, agony and most of all.... tragedy.

‎ ‎ ‎"You keep looking at me like that, Stark... and I might forget you’re his," he muttered against her lips. His voice was low, dangerous—and sinfully tempting. ‎ ‎After being cheated on and humiliated by the man she gave everything to, Elora Stark swore she’d never need another man’s touch again. But that vow shatters the moment Alpha Lloyd enters her life. ‎ ‎He wants her loyalty. She wants revenge. ‎But what they end up sharing is something far hotter than either planned. ‎ ‎When Elora’s investigation into her husband’s betrayal exposes a dark web of forbidden magic, she’s pulled into a world of secrets, dominance, and desire. Every time Lloyd’s hands brush her skin, her resolve weakens… and every time he whispers her name, her body betrays her. ‎ ‎Between a husband who wants to own her and an Alpha who wants to devour her, Elora must decide which danger she’s willing to surrender to—love... ‎ ‎Or a lust that could consume her soul. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎