Abigail And The Forbidden City Novels & Stories

Isabella stepped out of the cab on West 57th Street and felt the November wind slice through her coat like a warning. She should have turned back then. Instead she paid the driver in cash, pulled the black silk half-mask over her eyes, and walked toward the private elevator that waited beneath the unmarked awning. The invitation in her clutch was a forgery, printed on heavy cream stock she had stolen from the gallery’s back room and aged with cold tea. The gold-embossed crest looked perfect under dim light. It had to.

He wraps his arms around my waist and pull me closer to him. “I will make you pay for this.” It’s the desire in his voice that get me all excited right before my nostrils are filled by cinnamon and mint. THE HAZE! “Omar,” I warn when he whisks me off my feet and heads straight to our chambers. I, Abigail, the heiress, luna and queen of the Lily town pack, am the happiest woman alive.

She had interfered again. Ginika frowned, not knowing if it was right to be angry or not. The custom of the three kingdom forbids a man from taking a girl he was not married to. Well, I am not a man yet, and the tradition of the people did not say I cannot fall in love with a beautiful maiden. “What is all this drama, and who the hell is Abigail?” Abigail heaved, it was as if she knew that it was time for her to unveil her secret, however dark and personal it is. She must save her life.

After breathing in and out again, I fixed my gaze on the seduce book, and I opened up the pages to read the epilogue, "Long ago in the ancient dragon city, A slim lady lived in the brutal hand of her aunt, and trying to fight for her survival, She ran away and was caught by nightwalker whom captured her to gang rape her. Luckily her knight in shining armor rescued her, and she was taken away to the dragon palace and became one of the refugees. A few years later, she grew into a beautiful seductress, and her main objective role was to make the dragon's lord fall in love with her and do her bidding." My heart grew larger as I became eager to know how she would make a strange man who didn't kno

Abigail’s statement made him instantly frown as his hand clenched into a tight grip. ​ Meanwhile, Sara felt a little upset at the thought of her friend leaving, but she politely smiled. “Are you seriously going to leave this city?” ​ “Not for now. But yes, when the time appeared, I surely needed to leave without holding the past.” Abigail calmly expressed, her gaze fixed on the moon with hopeful eyes. ​ “Abigail, I wish you didn’t need to leave the city and find someone who will love you and the baby.” Sara felt admired and spoke with generous kindness.

Even just taking in the remaining oxygen was excruciating her. What should she say to him? And if he agreed to give her a chance—of course, still under the pretext of revenge—what should she explain to Ashton? Unfortunately, Zac's actions this time around were starting to ruin her concentration and focus. Either because she was getting entangled in the love of the crown prince Emerson, or this would be another plan in her tactics. Making Zac her own to destroy the Emerson family from within was still her goal. Abigail took a deep breath, then focused on the charming man before her. However, whether she was going to fall into the hole she had dug for herself or if it was going to work, she ha

she thought out loud before she burst into a loud, maniacal laughter. Things were finally looking up for her since Caleb had married that woman, spoiling her well-laid plans. When he informed her of his grandmother’s order, she had played the role of the sad, concerned girlfriend, but the moment he left, Abigail had fallen into a murderous rage that made her thrash her entire apartment. A cruel smile curved her lips as she remembered that day. Soon, the Kensington family would learn that no one stood in the way of what Abigail Sinclair wanted. Starting with the wife, Abigail intended to slowly work her way to the top.

Warning this book contains matured content such as: Language, swearing, abuse, violence, rape, sexual Assualt and sexual violence. I'll put trigger warnings on each chapters containing these content, but this is a formal warning. Thank you. Happy reading **** In the Desire Parlour Lurds, capital city of the West region The kingdom of Wahala The man Kailani had run away from seven years ago now sat in her inner meeting chambers on the chair before the table with his left elbow on the arm of the chair. His blue eyes danced over the red lacy gown reaching her thigh, which barely kept anything on her body hidden.

All he could do was sit on the throne, have feasts, and whore around—not a king, a nobody. Abigail. She was more than ten years younger than her husband and went out of her way to take care of herself. She had thick black hair, a rat-like face, even if a pretty one, a thin figure—but with all the necessary curves—and wore a magnificent blue dress the same color as her eyes. Inside, however, she was a venomous slut, like a parasitic ivy that attached itself to a person, draining them of their strength, and enveloping them in its deadly embrace—a sundew, a flytrap. Both stared at me with different expressions on their faces.

especially when I had asked him about his opinion toward her, and he didn’t mind us being together. I got out of the elevator and my eyes caught sight of Kiara who had her face buried in her hands as she tried hiding it from everyone. I knew that it was impossible for what dad said to be true, Kiara was a woman who wouldn’t think of such matters, but I also knew that dad would NEVER abuse a woman. I couldn’t believe her over him in this situation, I would have trusted her word if it was another situation, but not one like this. No, this was far too much of a lie to be believed, especially not when it concerns the dignity of my father.