Grand Priest

Trahie par l’homme qu’elle aimait plus que tout, Élina Laurens croyait avoir tout perdu. Mais quand elle découvre l’étendue de la trahison de Louis, son mari, elle comprend qu’elle ne peut plus se contenter d’être une victime. C’est alors qu’Alexander Verhoeven entre dans sa vie. Séduisant, froid et dangereux, il lui tend la main et lui propose un pacte : l’aider à se venger et reprendre le contrôle de sa vie… en échange d’une obéissance totale à ses règles. Ce qui commence comme une alliance fragile se transforme en un jeu d’échec mortel où la confiance est une arme et le désir un piège. À mesure qu’Élina s’enfonce dans un univers de mensonges et de manipulations, elle réalise que Louis n’était peut-être pas le plus grand danger. Pour se libérer, elle devra choisir : se briser… ou plonger plus profondément sous emprise.

Everyone says that Eric Winslowe, the Alpha of Kalmoor Pack, loves me to the bone. He learns sign language for me because I can't hear, and he prepares to throw me a grand wedding after I thoroughly fall for him. However, after I regain my hearing, I catch him flirting and being intimate with Camilla Johnson, his maid. They're just in the room next to mine. During a banquet, he even takes advantage of my lack of hearing to brag. "She's just a pet that I have to alleviate the boredom. Alison is the only one I love. Still, I know she'll leave me if she finds out about this. "Thank God Alison can't hear. I won't let her find out about this even after we're married. Watch your mouths, everyone. Don't blame me for getting nasty if any of you bring this up to Alison." I sneer to myself. I want to tell him that he doesn't need to fear others exposing his cheating—I already know. He also doesn't need to look forward to our wedding because all that awaits him on that day is a corpse that looks just like me.

"It hurts…" Joanna Horton clutched her swollen belly in agony, a deep, wrenching pain twisting through her that words couldn't describe. Terror filled her voice as she cried out, "It hurts so bad… Theo… please, save our baby…" But outside, there was only silence—except for the soft, steady sounds of prayers and chanting from the next room. That was where her monk husband, Theo Brook, was, praying for the soul of his long-dead first love. Ever since Sharon Cooper jumped off that building, Theo had been grief-stricken. He left everything behind and became a monk, never missing a single night of chanting for her. People said he had the heart of a saint, that he was devoted and had never stopped loving her. But they didn't know that just on the other side of that wall was Joanna—his lawfully wedded wife, the one he had once married in a grand ceremony. Joanna was burning up with fever, her eyes barely open, her face pale and tired. A few days ago, she had made Theo angry. Since then, no matter how much she cried out in pain, he ignored her. Another sharp wave of pain hit, and suddenly, a rush of blood spilled from between her legs. The baby inside her stopped moving. She knew then—her child was gone.

In a world where I am a werewolf without a wolf, my own father, an Alpha, views my existence as a stain on our lineage, a family secret too shameful to bear. Not only am I rejected by my family, I am also rejected by my fated mate.Shortly after my mate’s rejection, I find myself thrust into the royal world I have little desire to be part of. After losing his fated mate, the Lycan King decides to hold a grand selection for a new luna, an event that gathers unmated noble females. The Lycan King is known for his brutality and is rumored to have lost his mind after the death of his love. Out of all of the beautiful potential bride’s, I am chosen by the Lycan King. Will I be able to handle his sadistic ways? In the face of undeniable echoes of entwined destinies, I am met with the truth of who I am and what I can do. Will I use my new found truths to destroy the family that outcasted me or will I use them for the greater good? There is no mistake that love is relentless. Will the King’s regret turn into his redemption and return me to his arms? Only the Moon Goddess herself holds the key to our destinies and answers to our questions.

Their naked bodies were shipping against each other. Her sapphire glossy orbs were staring at his brown eyes. "I love you, Cia. I love you to the extent that I will end and taint that life which would even think about taking you away from me," The firmness of his words were evident in his darkened eyes. "Even if it's your life," he rasped against her mouth. They both knew his love was irrational, an obsession for her. They loved each other enough, especially for her to let his love taint her existence. "I love you, Zale," And her words were enough to make him lose everything in her. She beautifully moaned his name as soon his warmth engulfed her deepest depth which made both of them close their eyes in pleasure, but they had never in their worst ever thought that their eyes would have to witness that thing which their future had stored for them. His deep brown orbs were staring at her who was clad in a beautiful white gown. Her sapphire orbs were downcast as she was standing at the altar but the irony was she was not his bride but his brother's. "Do you, Mr Blake Alcazar, take Miss Celia Reyes as your lawfully wedded wife?" The priest's voice echoed, causing him to fist his palm and her heart to turn numb. "I do," A tear slipped from her eyes, hearing that person's answer who was standing in front of her and feeling those brown eyes penetrating her soul. "Do you, Miss Celia Reyes, take Mr Blake Alcazar as your lawfully wedded husband?" Those deep brown eyes turned predacious and her answer turned them voraciously vicious. "I do," she answered. An answer which sealed two destinies, which shattered two hearts and TAINTED two souls.

Aurora Claramay. She was called ‘ The Villainess Rose ‘.The only daughter of a grand duke, well-protected by her three brothers. Some say that she’s the villainess in this story and some don’t. Her cold and distant-like personality attracted many suitors while her elegance, gracefulness, and perfection are ladies' idols. Many say that she’s unattainable and beyond one’s reach. On the other hand, rumor has it she’s cold-hearted, merciless to those who betrayed her, and non never received her trust. Aidan Wyatt. He called by many as ‘ The Light ‘ who shone as bright as the sun and beamed as the dazzling moon. Just as the reputation had known by all, he is a well-respected person, justice for the wronged, people called him a monster on the battlefield and a hero who brought peace for the empire. An archduke who ruled both the south and the east. Countless offers came before him, marriages, alliances, partnerships, etc. However, being the first knight in command during the battlefield and a great strategist, was not a groundless rumor. Being quick-witted as well as sly as a fox, he manages them effectively. Fate brought them together one night, where the full moon shines brightly, where all the trees and flowers danced together with the wind and where fireflies even fairies decorated the starry night. However, many agreed that they’re both like chalk and cheese and sometimes fight like cats and dogs and maybe, just maybe some butterflies in their stomach. Will love be born between these two or will thorns be piercing both hearts?

*COMPLETED*"Hold your head up and smile, you coward," Arfaat growled when Juwairiyyah hung back at the top of the steps leading to Sophie's imposing home where the wedding traditional party will take place. His hand gripped her waist so tightly she gasped, and she felt like jerking away and fleeing back down the steps to the waiting car. There was a long line of cars in the street outside Sophie's home; it was obvious the ton had gathered to see the grand wedding of Alhaji Abbas daughter to a poor mechanic.If not for the cold dread in the pit of her stomach, Juwairiyyah might enjoyed the sight of her _wedding day_. As it was, she felt only a shivering apprehension at Arfaat cold rage and implacable face. They'd ridden from her fathers house on GRA in stark silence. Except for a brief moment when she had balked at getting into the car, he had not spoken to her until now. "I don't advise you to try anything you may regret, my Lily."Meet Juwairyyah Abbas who is a spoiled brat whose heart is set at tarnishing and destroying the image of anyone below her. She sees herself as a Queen and someone who is above everyone.Being the only child to rich parents, Juwairiyyah was pampered and given everything she wants.But, what happens when she met someone hell bent on changing her idea that the poor are to be loved and respected not trampled on.The story is steamy, filled with love, hatred, and revenge.

Un accident d'avion s'est produit, et il y avait un parachute défectueux dans la cabine. Dans cette situation critique, Silvain m'a donné le dernier parachute. J'ai réussi à atterrir, mais Emma, la fille illégitime de mon père, ma demi-sœur, est morte dans cet accident de crash. Après avoir été sauvés, Silvain a choisi de respecter son engagement et nous avons organisé un grand mariage. Cependant, pendant six ans de mariage, il a nourri une haine profonde, croyant que c'était ma faute si Emma était morte. J'étais considérée comme son ennemie, et j'ai vécu ces six années dans une souffrance indicible. Enfin, lors du divorce, il m'a forcée à l'accompagner dans la mort à l'endroit où Emma était décédée ! Quand j'ai rouvert les yeux, j'ai découvert que j'étais revenue à la journée de l'accident d'avion. Et cette fois-ci, j'ai décidé de laisser la chance de survie à la personne que Silvain aimait le plus.

Le jour où j'ai su qu'il ne me restait plus que trois jours à vivre, mon compagnon est rentré avec un contrat de rupture de lien. Il voulait rompre notre lien pour s'unir à une autre louve qui prétendait être mourante, simplement pour exaucer son dernier souhait. « Chérie, je n'avais pas le choix », m'a dit Théo Lambert en me serrant dans ses bras. « Nina Carrel a été empoisonnée à l'argent, il ne lui reste qu'une semaine à vivre. Son plus grand souhait avant de mourir, c'est de m'épouser. » « Mais ne t'inquiète pas, la seule que j'aime, c'est toi », a ajouté Théo en me regardant avec sincérité. « Dès que la cérémonie sera terminée et qu'elle sera morte, nous reprendrons notre lien. » J'ai baissé la tête avec un léger sourire et j'ai signé le contrat de rupture. Tant pis. De toute façon, j'allais mourir, alors peu importe avec qui il était. Autant le laisser réaliser son vœu.

Le jour de mes seize ans, mes trois frères sont rentrés à la maison avec une fille qui s'appelait Sylviane. Ils m'ont dit que je devais la traiter comme ma famille. Je ne pensais pas que les choses changeraient. Mais quelques années plus tard, tout a changé. Jean, mon plus jeune frère, m'a poussée dans les escaliers pour elle. Adam, l'aîné, qui avait promis de me protéger pour toujours, m'a dit de partir. Je suis donc partie, discrètement. Ils ont cru que je faisais un caprice, alors ils ont emmené Sylviane à l'étranger, sans même prendre la peine de vérifier où je suis allée. Ils ne savaient pas que j'ai signé un contrat qui me liait au plus grand rival de notre famille en devenant leur plus jeune chimiste. Ce contrat, écrit noir sur blanc, stipulait que je ne pourrais plus jamais rentrer chez moi. La nuit où ils ont découvert que j'étais partie pour de bon ? Ils ont craqué, chacun d'entre eux.