Vampire's Love

Malem moves with her mom from Nigeria as she gets a new job to care for the Billionaire’s Son. Malem and Michael clash heads at first but they cannot deny the attraction between them. Mara the made also had a crush on Michael. And manipulates her way to his heart. Michael struggles with a health condition. How will he find his way through this love and series of betrayal. Mara or Malem?.

Being single in your 30's as a woman can be so chaotic. A woman is being pressured to get a man, bore a child, keep a home even if the weight of the relationship should lie on both spouse. When the home is broken, the woman also gets the blame. This story tells what a woman face from the point of view of four friends, who are being pressured to get married like every of their mates and being ridiculed by the society. The four friends decided to do what it takes to get a man, not just a man, but a husband! will they end up with their dream man? Will it lead to the altar? and will it be for a lifetime? Read as the story unfolds...

Out of curiosity, a young woman engaged to be married sneaks off to a blind date to meet a man she has been secretly communicating with, but he is not what she expected and she finds herself in trouble as it leads her and her possessive Fiancé to take an oath of Fidelity which in dismay, she later discovers cannot be broken.

"I want this girl." He let go of Azfarin with a jerk. Azfarin staggered to the ground and did not understand what the man was saying. But he was now walking back and forth, and the three black men were shaking their heads and heading towards Azfarin. "Till Heradi Macy's Op" "Pick up this girl" He was speaking in his own language, his neck pointing towards the girl. The atmosphere was in full swing, the sobs and cries of the people were drowning out in fear. Everyone was taking two steps back. The girl in the black shirt grabbed the woman's hand tightly. The weapons in their hands and the horrible looks were enough to terrorize. The tall man lifted the girl on his shoulder in one jerk, she was swaying from her shoulder to the back on her stomach, her legs were forward. "Leave me, leave me, save someone" She was screaming in pain and fear, hitting him on the back and trying unsuccessfully to free herself. Her hands were tied behind her back. The girl's screams were so painful that everyone forgot to cry and began to tremble. The echo of her screams was reaching far and wide in the forest. It was almost as if they, including the girl, were disappearing from their sight, a roar was heard. "Liu Har" "Leave her" All eyes were on Xavier.

All I wanted was to submit to his dominance.I desired his warmth around my body; his breath brushed across my exposed skin, and his frigid lips kissed me softly. I had a crazy fantasy about my lecturer. Indeed, it was. He kissed me, and I kissed him back. I seduced him, and he burned me in his flame. But the only problem we had was that he was my mother's new boyfriend, and our love would destroy both of us. *** Isabella, a 19-year-old spoil brat of a billionaire’s mother. She is a perfect example of beauty, she has a striking figure, with long, cascading red hair. Ezekiel, a 25-year-old who has his own business, besides being the heir of a famous university, he does part time lecture there. His physical presence was just as imposing as his reputation. At 6'3" with a diamond-shaped face, broad shoulders, and a hot figure. "Isabella's relationship with Ezekiel is, Ezekiel dates Isabella's mother and he is also Isabella's professor, but she falls in love with him."

The love song is a romantic love story that is as beautiful as a dream but filled with tears and pain. The love between Thang Vu and Thi San naturally blossomed and grew day by day when she left the poor village to work as a maid for his family. However, the most beautiful things in life are always the most fragile...

Marvis was despised in her own home by her parents. (Her father and her stepmother). She was forced to get married to a fallen hero (The supposed heir to Sullivan companies) in her sister's stead. The Lewis family had an agreement with the Sullivan family many years ago to get their offspring married in return for protection and social status from the Sullivan. She gets married unwillingly and plays the role of his caretaker. As she is about to heave a sigh of relief that Jace has quit throwing tantrums, the situation in her new family tends to pull her down. Her husband's stepmother and her children have their ambitions which they must achieve at all costs. She is a stumbling block to those ambitions and must be removed. She knew she had to save herself as well as her husband. The battle is difficult. But will she give up? Marvis was despised in her own home by her parents. (Her father and her stepmother). She was forced to get married to a fallen hero (The supposed heir to Sullivan companies) in her sister's stead. The Lewis family had an agreement with the Sullivan family many years ago to get their offspring married in return for protection and social status from the Sullivan. She gets married unwillingly and plays the role of his caretaker. As she is about to heave a sigh of relief that Jace has quit throwing tantrums, the situation in her new family tends to pull her down. Her husband's stepmother and her children have their ambitions which they must achieve at all costs. She is a stumbling block to those ambitions and must be removed. She knew she had to save herself as well as her husband. The battle is difficult. But will she give up?

Serene Alan was a typical lady like every other woman in her world. But, it felt like she wasn't so typical after all. After a separation from her boyfriend, she had thought her love life had crumbled. Not for once would she have thought that she would be stuck in a Love Pentagon. Four men, all wanting to have her to themselves. Wasn't this crazy? It wasn't like she was Bill Gates' daughter. Yes, she was pretty, but was definitely not the prettiest woman in the world. Did they all want something from her? Or, did she have something luxurious or unique? What if it was none of that? Read as Serene struggled to discover her true love. After all, she couldn't love all four of them. So, who would win her heart? The billionaire, her boss, the nerd, or her ex-boyfriend? And, in the process of her struggle, how many more polygons could come her way? Read to know more!

Prior to that day, she had never been so hopeless in her life. In any case, when she was in the most humiliating circumstance, the nonsensical man she met ended up being the legend of M city. He was rich, amazing, attractive, and he had a unique association with her… She was orchestrated to go on a prearranged meet-up. The two kids cried and called her: "Daddy beats us, help!" She hurried over in sweat, while the man was remunerating those two kids for their incredible acting abilities with huge drumsticks ... She indignantly said, "Alex, my prearranged meet-up has been obliterated by you!" The man said in a soft tone, "I'm the dad of the kid. Assuming you need to get hitched, shouldn't I be the best option?"

I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history cl once said that I had perfect s. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My s. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Angelina Valentine." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Angel," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Edwin. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.