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Amanda never thought she'd find herself in this position in a million years, being spoilt and getting everything was her thing and now there's one thing she can't get... that boy, the boy isn't hers and he is Inlove with another, all those years keeping herself pure in hopes for him to be the one who takes it was all for nothing and now she has to go all the way to get him on her bed now, but now she has to betray her best friend... sighs She sits down across Nathan and Sabrina,her best friend on her side is her Matteo her brother, Matteo has grown so much over the years she thinks to herself there's good conversation and she cannot focus, she keeps on gazing back to Nathan who seems oblivious on what's happening, she sighs and excuses herself to the bathroom as soon as she sits on the toilet she lets out a huge sigh and stands up to look at herself on the mirror at her bright hazel eyes and very blonde hair and pouted lips, Amanda: "I just don't understand what she has that I don't have" she rolls her eyes and proceeds to wash her hands mumbling to herself Her:"I guess I'll have to come up with something, I didn't dodge so many boys for him to reject me and marry my fuvken best friend!" she Huffs and walks out bumping into a hard chest, she looks up quickly losing her balance at the same time, her breath gets caught up in her throat and her eyes widen as she looks up at those amazingly brown eyes Amanda:"Nathan"...

She froze, breath caught, facing the storm in his delinquent brown eyes. He leaned over her, hands gripping the rail, boxing her in. The air was thick, too heavy to breathe. Her gaze locked on his—unwilling, yet unable, to look away. The closer he leaned, the harder her heart pounded. She bit her lip, nerves twitching. No matter how far she ran, he always found her. “Why do you keep chasing me?” she asked, barely above a whisper. Her voice trembled, as if volume might shatter her. He didn’t answer. Silence roared between them. His stare—cold, unreadable—never left her face. “Do you like me?” she pressed, ignoring the disinterest in his eyes. She needed something. He gave a soft tut, then brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, twirling it lazily. The touch was light, but his closeness made her pulse race. “‘Like’ is a bit heavy, Tinkerbell,” he murmured, voice low and indifferent. The nickname slipped out like smoke—mocking, yet oddly tender. He leaned in, close enough for her to feel his heat. Close enough to unravel her. But his eyes stayed dark. Empty. She swallowed hard, unsure what hid behind them. “It’s strange,” he added, voice softer now. “But you’re the first woman I’ve ever aknowledged as a lady, Snow White.” — She was the good girl. Quiet. Overlooked. Her life, a shadow. No warmth. No safety. For a moment, she thought she’d found love—someone who saw her. Someone worth clinging to. But he broke her. When he left, he took her love—and her self-worth. She hated herself after that. Then she started to rebuild. And that’s when Zachary Gonzalez appeared. Mysterious. Magnetic. Dangerous. Everything she shouldn’t want.

Jada prayed and asked God to provide a miracle that would be a solution to her family’s problems. They had always been poor, but this was the worst situation they had ever been in. Her father had to be taken to the hospital two weeks ago, and she had become the sole provider for their home. Marilou had given them what money she had that she could to help, but she wasn’t exactly rolling in money herself. The young girl had a huge responsibility placed upon her shoulders, but she was determined not to lose their home or have the children sent to foster care. She had been waiting tables and using her tips to buy gas and groceries, but it was barely enough most days. Her paycheck had not been enough to pay all the bills since her father had let them get so far behind. Mrs. DeRoya cleared her throat, signaling that she would answer the girl. “Miss Pence, I only had one child, my son Brayden here. My husband was also an only child. So, unless Brayden produces an heir, our bloodline here in the United States is lost. What we need is a surrogate to carry the child. If you sign the contract, when the child is born you will receive one million dollars to take your siblings and go have a good life,” she said, staring at her without emotion.

“I… I can explain,” Isabelle stuttered as she started into the furious eyes of Andrew Sebriano, the Mafia Lord. Andrew grabbed her arm as he pressed her against the door, “Trust me honey, you cannot." A scared virgin, Isabelle Moner was set up by her own uncle to have a one night stand with Andrew, in place of his daughter, to pave the way for him in the business world. Would Andrew make Isabelle and her family pay for trying to trick him? Or, would he be her Messiah, saving her from the clutches of her evil Uncle?

Everyone knows that the younger daughter of the Youngblood family, Elena Youngblood, is gorgeous and obedient. During a banquet, someone compliments Elena. "You're cute. How about you go on a date with me?" She smiles. "I'm sorry, but my family is very strict with me. I'm not allowed to date anyone." Then, she turns and clings to Nicholas Montgomery, saying cutely, "Honey, someone asked me out on a date." He snakes an arm around her waist and snarls dangerously, "You're not allowed to put on your good-girl act in front of anyone else." "Okay." She wears a red dress and dons a mask as she melts into the crowd on the dance floor. Her body moves so gracefully that more men covet her. Nicholas is overcome with jealousy. He hoists her over his shoulder and storms off with everyone watching. "She's taken by me, Nicholas Montgomery!" … Everyone says that Elena is an overprotected princess who's unworthy of Nicholas. To prove them wrong, she chisels a sculpture as everyone watches. The masterpiece she produces fetches a price so high that it's unbelievable. Nicholas holds a bunch of things that no one else can have. "These are wedding gifts from my wife!" … During her adoptive father's birthday celebration, Elena carves a devil sculpture in her adoptive sister's name and presents it as a gift. The guests are frightened, and her adoptive sister gets the beating of a lifetime. Nicholas wraps an arm around Elena and acts like he doesn't see anything. "How considerate of you, honey. You carved a devil sculpture to come take his life."

CHARACTERIZATION; Aurelia; A member of the Crescent Moon Pack and Dimitri’s betrayed mate. She is tall and slim with jet black hair and green eyes. She is a delta with light purple fur. Dimitri; Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack with brown hair and piercing blue eyes. He is six-foot-tall.. His wolf is almost two times of a regular alphas’ and he has black luscious fur with red streaks. Kieran; Alpha of the Red Moon and Aurelia’s second chance mate. He’s a mixed man with curly black hair and brown eyes, tall and well built. He has a silver furred wolf. Scarlet; Dimitri’s second mate with blonde hair and red eyes. She’s the daughter of the Alpha of the Dark Crest. She’s a beta with a dirty brown fur.