Voice Claims

How can I be mated to two most feared and revered individuals on campus? I am Viora, the girl nobody wants. He is the cold hockey star indecisive and He is The dean with so many secrets tied to his cold looks. When I was heartbroken, I didn’t expect my second chance to come in the form of a cold dorm room, a scholarship, and a new last name. A crazy one night affair and now a family tie – He’s my stepbrother. Liam Thornwell: Cold, handsome and commanding. He isn't just attracted to me, we have a chemistry that can't easily be broken. But this isn't just all, professor Wolfe isn't going to let go of me. He claims I am his mate and he will do everything within his power to claim me.

Brenda Ballister is thrown into a world of lies, secrets, and deceits when she accidentally finds herself on the enemy's turf. Her parents had forced her to get married to an aged mafia to seal an alliance, she planned her escape on her wedding day and hopped onto a bike thinking he was her getaway driver. Kaden Blackwood, leader of a mafia bike gang called the FIENDS, and her sworn enemy. He put a bullet on her elder brother's head and she swore to avenge her brother's death. What happens when she realizes Kaden is the biker? What happens when he makes her gamble for her life? What happens when she loses and he claims her as his possession? Will she survive whatever he was planning and avenge her brother? Or will she give in to the temptation?

Rafaella's life started to be disrupted by a stalker, and when she visited her ex-husband, the mafia was chasing her, and her life was at stake. Someone wants her dead! Alexus Latimer, CEO of Latimer Textiles Corporation, was shocked to learn about the twins. But as he went after her for confrontation, an accident caused her to lose her memory and become amnesic. He looked after her and got to know Joshua and Lucy, the twins. Rafaella accepted his claims that they were wed when he said they were. He was the perfect loving husband a woman could wish for. Then, he learned that Rafaella was in danger of dying and that she was a CIA agent before she confronted him about the fictitious divorce. He strives to keep her safe while learning the plot that led to his divorce from his wife, whom he had married through proxy.

“I watched you choose another man.” That’s what Evren Moonreign believes when he takes the throne and becomes the most feared Alpha alive. He never learns the truth. Almost seven years later, a fallen pack is dragged before him. Among the prisoners is the woman who broke him and the twin boys who look exactly like him. She says nothing. She begs for nothing. Evren does not ask questions. He claims her in front of the pack. He keeps her where he can see her. Eira Kingfisher carries a secret that could have gotten her killed. She chose Evren’s life over love once and she will do it again, even if it costs her everything. She was never unfaithful. The betrayal was staged. The children are his. And the system that crowned him only survives if she kneels. She doesn’t.

The blood-infused elixir I crafted won the top honor at the Nocturne's Gala, but my adopted sister stole it and claimed the credit. She thought she'd won glory, not realizing it was a vampire betrothal contract to the Prince Kaelan—rumored to be impotent, barbaric, and monstrous. When the proposal arrived, my archmage fiancé, to "protect" her, hastily bound himself to her with a blood-mark and took her to his bed. She returned, the fresh mark on her neck a badge of triumph. "Sister, your man is mine now. You turn twenty-five in three days. If no one claims you, the Matchmaking Registry will toss you to some aging, wife-beating rogue mercenary..." She was wrong. I always had a choice. I walked to my parents, who were scrambling to clean up her mess, and declared calmly. "If she refuses to marry Kaelan Nocturne, then I will."

The moment Ava saw the word "DIVORCE" printed in bold letters, her stomach twisted into a painful knot. For a second, her brain refused to process it. "You... you're joking," she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper, her throat dry like sandpaper. "I'm not."

"I just want to hear your cries! I want to see you in pain! Crying for help" His deep voice rang in the dark room. "No!, Please do not do that" Luna pleaded. "I bought you. No one want you remember? Not even your dear father". "That's a lie, My father loves me. With all he has" Luna replied in tears. "Ofcourse, and yet he sold you out" "You misunderstood my father. He wasn't the one that sold me out, it was Cora! And my father was only powerless". "You shut up and don't talk back to me!!" He yelled and his voice alone made Luna shivered. ____ LUNA means Moon. And that's her name. She's just 18 and was sold out by her Step mother , Cora. She believes she wasn't lucky, as she got sold to the Saddest Billionaire.

Just a few days before my wedding, I accidentally come across a post while scrolling online. The title reads, "To the guy getting married in this city, your fiancée's already cheated on you." Curious, I click in to see the gossip, only to realize I'm the one being talked about. A deep male voice plays in the video. "I heard you're getting married?" The woman in the frame, bare-backed and trembling, chokes back a sob. "After you left, I realized you're still the one I love most. I'm done with him. Take me away, please!" The moment I hear her voice, it feels like someone punches me straight in the chest. Then I notice something on her wrist—the luxury couple's bracelet I gave her just yesterday. And in that instant, I feel like the biggest joke of all. Turns out the fool was me.

On the day of the SAT exam, my girlfriend’s childhood friend, Benedict Casper, forgot his admission ticket at home. She insisted on retrieving it for him, but I begged her not to go. In the end, Benedict missed his final chance for taking the exam and, overwhelmed by despair, he jumped to his death. Years later, my girlfriend, Ella Simpson, and I graduated from Whitmore Institute of Technology, landed high-paying jobs, and built a picture-perfect marriage. But on the anniversary of Benedict’s death, she stabbed me repeatedly, her voice trembling with rage, “You killed him. If I’d gotten his admission ticket, he would’ve never jumped.” When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the exams. Ella’s frantic voice rang in my ears, “I have to go back, Dominic. I need to get Benedict’s ticket!” This time, I smiled and said, “Go ahead. Be careful on the way.”

When your ex, a hockey player, begged for your forgiveness in front of everyone, making a scene, You were both awkward and angry as the team erupted into a chorus of gossip. Just when you were speechless and didn’t know what to do, The famous hockey captain raised his voice and said, “Enough. She is mine.”