Crystal Gems Jasper

Trigger warning: Matured content. Dark romance! ***** ~Jasper Morgan~ I hate him because he hates me. He's my first love, my bully. Yet, when his hatred turns into a burning obsession, I crave it, unable to live without it. Rhys' loathing has become my addiction, driving me to corrupt him, to claim him as my own. But what if he's just a beautiful nightmare? I can't let him go. ~Rhys Volkov~ I've never been drawn to men, never entertained the thought. Jasper Morgan was just a pawn in my vendetta against his father, who destroyed my life. I wanted to break him, shatter his perfection. But Jasper's twisted hate awakened something within me. I craved his scorn, his resentment. I wanted more than just revenge; I wanted him. His body, mind, and soul. He crossed the line. Now, nothing will stop me from possessing him. ******

There are three ways on how to describe the Famous bachelor businessman Adam Niccoli Harris. Ruthless , intimidating and serious. While Calla DI Magiba is jolly , quirky , and blunt. Mag-kaibang mag-kaiba ang personality nila maski ang mundong ginagalawan nila. Adam is a billionaire while Calla is a Low life princess without Kingdom. In short isa siyang hampaslupa. Calla needs to find a job. Dahil ang magaling niyang evil step-mother ay pinalayas siya sa bahay ng kanyang ama. Simula ng mamatay ang kanyang biological father ay naging malupit na ito sakanya. Maski ang bruha niyang step-sister ay hindi na iba sa ugali ng Ina nito. So she went to manila trying to find her luck. But what if instead of finding a job, she found a handsome prince whose desperate to have a girlfriend para sa mana nito ? Will there upside world collided ? "Be my girlfriend Calla Di Magiba ! " Adam's serious voice said. "Kese nemen adam --- " "Just answer me. Damn it ! "He's voice roared in anger. "Ayy grabe siya o ! Oo na , sige na ! " Wanted perfect girlfriend!

I was Don Victor’s secret wife for five years, hidden away like a dirty little secret. He made me a promise. Give him an heir, and he’d show me to the world. I’d be the Donna everyone envied. But there was a catch. A lie. His doctor told me I was barren. Victor held me while I sobbed, kissing my face. "Baby, we can still do IVF. I want a child from you. Only you." So I took the pain. Five years. 999 needles. I was finally pregnant on Christmas Day. I ran to his office to share the news, only to find him buried deep inside another woman. Julia. A Mafia princess from another family. The betrayal hit me. I turned to leave, tears in my eyes, but then I heard a truth I couldn't escape. "Don't you worry, my princess. The baby in Maria's belly? It's ours. Your egg, my sperm. She’s just the perfect vessel." My hand trembled. I backed away, silent. Then I made a call. A lawyer. "I don't care what it costs. I want a divorce from Don Victor."

"This revenge is going to be the end of you, Iris" he whispered against her neck. His hot breath sending shivers down her spine. "I know, but you're either with me or you're not. I'm not backing away" she said pushing him away. He grabbed her by her waist pulling her closer, leaning in until their breaths mixed. "Until the end of time, my Luna" ******************* Iris is sold into Silvermoon Pack as a slave. She is tortured, abused, and mistreated, like any other slaves in the pack. But few can see the ruthless soul underneath her sweet appearance. She is here to avenge her family and ruin every single soul in Silvermoon Pack. It may be an impossible mission to complete, but she’s got great help.

I was a slum kid who fell for Damon Vitale, New York’s most feared Godfather. For five years, I was his. I took nine bullets for him. He’d kiss my scars as I bled out for him. Hold me close. Clasp the queen’s necklace around my throat. Then, once I healed, he’d fuck me senseless, with a passion that felt like forever. I thought we’d spend our lives together. I thought he would marry me. But on our 999th night together, he told me he was engaged. To Bianca, a mafia princess from a rival family. I swallowed my tears. He just grabbed my chin, blew smoke in my face, and laughed. "You didn't really think you could marry me, did you, Nora? Let's be clear. We fuck. That's it. You're not a partner. You're a piece of art I collect. A pet I own." A pet. That’s all he ever wanted for me. Instead, I picked up a burner phone. [I'm taking your offer. Three days. Get me the hell out of New York.]

After sixty-six months of waiting,on the day of our Mating Ceremony, my fated mate, Alpha Asher, rejected me. He held his first love, Cora, in his arms, his gaze on me cold and cruel. "Cora is already carrying my pup," he said, his voice void of any warmth. "I am rejecting you. Once the pup is born and its place in the pack is secure, we can still be mates." He added, a cruel smirk on his face, "Besides, being my mate is the greatest honor an Omega like you could ever hope for." Everyone expected me to endure the humiliation, to wait quietly for Asher to come back and finally accept me. But that very night, I followed the Moon Goddess's guidance and left for good. Five years later, I returned to my old home. My mate Ronan called away on urgent business. So he had no choice but to arrange for a local Alpha to greet me. I never expected it would be him: my ex-mate, Alpha Asher. Exhausted from the long journey and weary from my pregnancy, I was met with mockery. With Cora on his arm, he sneered at my plain clothes, telling me I was nothing without him. "Seeing as you've hit rock bottom and look like some pathetic rogue, I suppose we can be generous enough to take you in. Our pup could use a healer." I just laughed coldly and refused. He has no idea — I’m now the Luna Queen to the Alpha King. His entire pack existed only at my mercy.

Mon compagnon de destin, Raoul, était l'Alpha d'une meute pathétique au bord de l'effondrement. Pendant cinq ans, j'étais son ombre, son stratège. J'ai construit sa meute à partir de rien jusqu'à ce que l'Alliance nous reconnaisse enfin et que nous soyons prêts à partir vers les terres fertiles. Raoul a promis que nous aurions notre cérémonie d'accouplement une fois installés sur le nouveau territoire. Mais lors de la fête de célébration, la nuit précédant le déménagement, il m'a jetée dans une cellule. Il a annoncé publiquement que Jeanne, la louve qui portait son petit, serait la Luna de la meute. Je n'arrivais pas à y croire. Je lui ai crié dessus, mais il s'est contenté de ricaner et de pointer un cristal chargé de magie noire. « Jeanne a déjà la preuve de ta trahison ! Tu couches avec les Alphas pour obtenir leur soutien. Tu me rends malade ! » Je l'ai supplié, mais il s'est contenté de me trancher la joue avec la lettre de refus aux bords argentés, me mettant formellement à l'écart. Mais il ne savait pas qui j'étais vraiment. J'étais la fille du roi Alpha. Les stratégies, le pouvoir, les alliances - ils n'étaient pas les siens, mais les miens. J'ai donc tout repris.

My sister, Lily, was torn to pieces by Rogues. I sobbed, begging my Fated Mate, Alpha Ethan, to find her killers. He never did. A year later, on the anniversary of her death. I went to find Ethan, ready to tell him I was pregnant. Instead, I found him holding another omega, Bella, in his arms. “Don’t worry,” he soothed her. “No one will find out you dropped the pack's mental shield and got Lily killed. Once Harper gives up her title as Luna at the ceremony, you will be my one and only.” My heart shattered. So that was it. He never marked me, never rejected me… he wanted me to step down on my own. He was protecting my sister’s murderer. He wanted to make her Luna. I stormed in, screaming, but Bella suddenly coughed up blood and collapsed. Wolfsbane poisoning, she claimed. "She was poisoned saving me! Give me your heart's blood! It's the only thing that can save her!" Ethan looked at me with more disgust than if I were trash. “I’m pregnant! It’ll kill the baby!” I pleaded. But his Alpha Command crashed down. My body was no longer my own. I could only watch as the thick needle pierced my chest, right over my heart. Golden blood flowed out. A sharp, tearing pain ripped through my stomach… He had killed my baby. My wolf shattered inside me. I closed my eyes, reaching for a forbidden connection in the werewolf world. "Lycan King Rogan. Tomorrow, I need you to help me destroy everything in the Blackwood Pack. Including Alpha Ethan."

After helping to free her sister from the chain of her abusive ex-husband, Zena left to find her path, and it has been 7 years since she moved to a new city, and everything was going great for her, she moved up in her job and she also has a stable relationship, Zena life was perfect but sometimes perfect can be boring, missing the thrill of an adventure, Zena embarked on an undercover mission to caught a dangerous criminal, but the universe had other plans for her as it leads her back to where she never thought she would end up in again. Back with Leonardo Conti.

After my fated mate, Liam, postponed our marking ceremony for the ninety-ninth time, I saw him on the pack's evening news broadcast. He was with Clara at the Temple of the Moon Goddess, helping her choose precious moonstones. The look on his face was a gentle one I'd never seen before. My heart turned to ash. In my despair, I immediately accepted Alpha Fabian's courtship. He wooed me at his lavish estate, promising me the grandest marking ceremony of all. I started to believe the Moon Goddess had made a mistake, that Fabian was my true mate. Until I walked in on him in his study, plotting with a witch. On our marking night, he was going to steal my wolf soul and give it to Clara. And to make sure I could never interfere with Clara and Liam's bond, he planned to keep me his prisoner forever. I fled back to my room, sobbing uncontrollably. Then, with a trembling hand, I called the apothecary. "I need your strongest potion to end a pregnancy. As soon as possible."