The Ashes Of His Name

Love has been described as one of the most important experiences of a person's life,and Emma has wanted nothing but a chance at it. However,she has found herself unfortunate,as the man she loves cannot simply be hers. The love she had so deeply wished to experience had left her drowning,and in shame. Was love meant to hurt us? Was it meant to ruin her reputation? Emma had found herself in love with a man who had chosen his wife over her,but despite that,she couldn't find a way to break off. She knew he was toxic,he didn't deserve her. It was obvious that she was falling for a man who longed for another soul,one who didn't even want him. How long was she willing to wait? How much disgrace and shame was she willing to endure on his behalf? Would she ever get the man she desired,or would the pain turn her into a raging menace? Read more to find out...

At age 5, I met you. Understood that I was born to marry you. You were silent, you were shy. But I managed to make you be my friend. At age 13, I fell in love with you. I loved your cheeky smile. I loved the way I am the only person you rely on.At age 17, I became yours and promised myself to you. I pledged to wait for you no matter how long. You were sweet, caring, and treated me like I'm the only woman in your world. At age 18, you left. Moving to another country to meet the future that you are born to. I waited but you hardly called. At age 25, you came back for me, but you're not the man I knew. From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. It was okay. Everything was great. I loved him as we played on the playgrounds, as we watched grow up- and he loved me. Suddenly, he left with his father to go to Italy leaving me behind for seven years, he came back but he wasn't the same.From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. I was happy to be his. But he was no longer the man who I was betrothed to.

Jessica Scott thought she had it all. A good fiancé who was waiting for their wedding night to consummate their marriage. A career she enjoyed. And a life that she was ready to start once she said, "I do". But all that shattered when she found her fiancé entangled with her stepsister in their bed. Betrayed, Jessica ended the engagement and escaped what she thought would be her forever home with the help of her father's friend and business partner, Hunter Killian, a man she always viewed as an Uncle, even if there were no blood ties. Jessica knew that ending her relationship with her ex would be difficult, but she never thought it would involve stalking, attempted kidnappings, and blame-shifting that would leave her wondering if leaving was worth it or that through all the hardships, she would find love unexpectedly, or that the man she called Uncle Hunter would soon be called Daddy in the throes of passion.

"I want your body, heart and soul would you give them to me?" "I..." "I know you can't, so when you are ready to trade those with me Cupcake. I'll be waiting for you." She was his addiction, she was his long time crush. She works as a maid. He's the CEO of a famous company. She's nice, he isn't. She's an angel while he's the devil. They are worlds apart, opposite worlds that aren't supposed to meet. He never noticed her, he never did even though she's been working in his mansion for the past five years. A meeting changed their whole life completely, she was always watching him from afar, admiring him but when fate decided to start playing games with them he became addicted to her and she fell madly in love with him even though after knowing that loving him will bring her nothing but pain. She was his little lamb, his cupcake and "His Addiction."

"Love?..."Penelope asked with a light scoff "I want to be Loved but sadly I can't"she grinned sadly Penelope Anderson the 25 years old billionaire and the CEO of Anderson Textile Company Cruel is an understatement of what she is...she's never had a boyfriend before and she hates to hear the word love...I wonder why? Her loves story is different...she's not a damsel in distress,she doesn't love pink Hell no! But all that later change well some of it changed when she brought a male slave Max Sliver...a 27 years old graduate from business administration but he's unemployed meaning that he's poor What happens when he get sold off to pay a debt and later ends up as a slave to the cruelest billionaire alive Find out....

I thought I was walking into a deal. Thirty days to obey him. Please him. Let him own my body in exchange for enough money to breathe again. But Damien Voss doesn’t just want obedience. He wants surrender. Cold. Possessive. Sinfully rich. He doesn’t want a girlfriend, he wants a good girl to break. When he says kneel, I kneel. When he says, “Please, Daddy.” I say it. But I didn’t read the fine print. Hidden cameras. Secret files. A contract with darker clauses than ink can show. And now, what I thought was control has become a cage. I should’ve never signed it. Because Damien Voss doesn’t let go. I’m not just his. I’m Sinfully His.

On a night when Abhi fights with his girlfriend in a bar, he accidentally ended up in a bed with a beautiful girl. That one-night stand was still a mystery when accidentally that hot girl showed up in an interview at his office. What would happen when the girl with whom he had slept and his girlfriend work on the same floor as him? What is The mystery of his secretory? What would happen when his girlfriend knows about his cheating?

Chloe is now living with her aunt and her uncle who are not treating her right except for her cousin. She thought that they can only make her do the chores until her hands are sore and her fingers turn black however they did something that she didn't think that they could do. They sold her for their own sake.

“Do you know a way out?” He asked, as he drove the sword through a guard running towards us. I flinched as his blood splattered all over us. When I did not answer, he looked at me again. “Do you know a way out, your highness?” I nodded. “Then run as fast as your legs can carry you. Do not turn back.” No. “I want to help.” The anger he felt from my words, could be seen as he attacked another guard all the while shielding me from the sword of the enemy. “RUN.” He said his eyes glaring into my soul, fear touching every cell of mine yet somehow his presence wanted me to believe that I had no other option than to run.

"Ark," I gasp out, the intensity of his dark gaze alone pinning me to the bed. He leans down, wrapping his gloved hand around my neck, the pressure making my head spin in the best way. "I do own you." ----- As a Princess, Kiva is always in danger. So much so, one night, her home is broken into, where it is revealed her attempted killer is her mate. Before she has a chance to speak to him, he vanishes into the night. For her protection, a dark and dangerous mercenary is ordered to keep guard of her, and as time passes, Kiva finds herself desiring him more and more. All while trying to find her elusive mate, and deny feelings for a man who may lead her right to the truth.