Dear readers, I'm so sorry for submitting only one chapter yesterday, swears I wrote two chapters yesterday but I was writing when I was sleeping and i forgot to upload them right after until. Although one promise is that I will upload 15 chapters from now to tomorrow. Love you xxx Thanks for reading!
AUTHOR A tall, tanned-skinned man in his late thirties strode through his royal court with an air of authority, his hands clasped firmly behind his back. His piercing gaze bore a heavy burden of concern, casting creases across his forehead as a frown deepened his expression. The Lycan king's stern demeanor was palpable as he navigated the lavish room, his mood matching the opulence surrounding him. Drawing closer to a glass table, ornately decorated with intricate patterns and symbols, the king's clenched fists betrayed the tension he carried. His face was a canvas of conflicting emotions - a mixture of frustration, desperation, and a hint of sorrow. As he approached the table, his strides were purposeful, and his narrowed eyes reflected a storm of thoughts brewing within. Then, it happened. In a sudden outburst of frustration, his hand collided with a delicate figurine placed atop the glass table. The collision sent the vase tumbling to the ground, a crash that echoed through the r
"Do you have anywhere to keep your luggage?" I asked after she calmed down. When she affirmed my first question, I said, "Then go there and stay. We shall solve it soon, and please cry no more because you need to save your energy for your revenge." She sniffed. "Alright, please do help me out." Her voice sounded hoarse, and I can pretty much understand what she was going through, or I can't because I have never walked in her shoes. "I will. Do take care of yourself. I have to go back now. Bye." I ended the call without waiting for her to reply and glanced up to see my three Greek god brothers glaring daggers at me. Did they overhear...? Geez! PRECIOUS I was into that book I picked up; the more I read, the more interesting it became. At first, I disliked Tyler for what he did to Catherina, but as the pages kept flipping, I fell in love with him. My phone suddenly started to ring, and I glanced at the caller ID to see Nate's name written on it with an endearment attached. I picked i
PRECIOUS "Yes, what game? Is it going to be about truth or dare?" Duke said hopefully. "I hope it is so that we could get the same experience as last time." I grinned as Nate nudged my side, and I opened my mouth and said, "Quick, fire the questions." I had a small victorious smile as they flared up for a minute, but it flashed by rather too quickly. "So, are we game?" I asked them, my smile widening, daring them to refuse. "Yup, not like we have a choice," Richmond shrugged, and I rolled my eyes. Nate gave my shoulder a little pat, showing his support, and just you wait, boy, I will treat you to something nice after, I thought to myself. "Exactly. We all have to obey her commands, or else we wouldn't hear a word for that day," laughed Duke, winking at me. I felt like throwing up on him. I was going to make you confess, you cheat, just you wait! I chuckled. "Thank goodness that you all know half of what I am. Now, let's gather around for the game," I said excitedly, feeling a bu
We continued to play the game until it got to where I had the chance to ask Duke again. I could feel Nate urging me on, and I made a mental note to give him a thank-you kiss for his support earlier. "Who was the girl you spent this morning with?" For a moment, no one spoke a word. After everyone had gotten their fair share of shock, they turned to look at Duke with the same curious eyes and slight anger I had back then. Duke, however, had a look of shock, and I felt the pit of my tummy crumble with hurt. Just looking at him stare blankly at me like I had caught him making out with his brother's mate really choked the life out of me. I had told myself that we had gotten too close for him to do any shitty thing to me, even though a few minutes ago, I overheard him on a call with probably the same girl. I guess I was just some foolish, naïve girl who needed someone to love her for the first time. "It's been three minutes and counting, Duke, yet you are still not talking," I glanced up
DUKE "How do you expect me to tell you anything when you almost choked me? How was I supposed to tell you that she was just a random girl I ran into in the clubhouse and who I danced with just to clear her mind after she told me about what an asshole her family is!" I cried, my heart breaking from seeing the hurt look in her eyes. Swear, I didn't want to hurt her. What am I even saying? I never hurt her, as this was such a misunderstanding. Although I knew I fucked up by leaving then as I did earlier, but back then they'd agree with me that I needed my sanity, and neither of them was offering me that. There was no way I'd ever hurt Precious. I was attracted to her the very moment I laid my eyes on her. She was like a rainbow that drew me in, and I had always wanted more. I liked her, and the feeling has not gone away, and I doubt it ever would. At least I am glad about that. My eyes glazed over her lovely face before they landed on her mouth. Gawd, I so wanted to cover her mouth wit
PRECIOUS "So?" Duke suddenly said, drawing everyone's attention to him. I laid on my space on the floor facing him to get to see him as he spoke. He had a big bright smile and I couldn't wait to know what this was all about. "When are we going to tour the country? It's been a week already, we should do it now before father brings up another bad news?" I didn't expect him to say that, not that it was a bad thought though. I wanted to get some new things while we were in the country. "Not a bad idea, so when do we go?" Richmond chirped happily, and I wondered why none of them had spoken about having sex with me again. Or is it that no one wanted me again? Stop speaking rubbish Precious! "And where exactly? We must have a plan though, right?" I asked them all, loving the way we all laid down on the floor together. I found it so sweet to be honest. "Like shopping, visiting the theater, cinema or whatever. Let's just do something worthwhile while we are here." Duke answered winking hi
PRECIOUS Tiger was working on my soles, his strong hands massaging them. It was a good contrast to what his brothers were doing to me, he traced a finger teasingly on my soles and I moaned into Damon's mouth. As Nate increased his pace in my pussy, he muttered sexily "God, you are so tight." I smiled as his paced increased more, I was loving the way he was fucking me with his hands and I knew when he replaced them with his mouth that I will be in paradise. Tiger left my feet alone and he went to join Duke in sucking my breast. My body tingled with desire at how much pleasure they were giving me, two mouths sucking on my boobs was making me wet more. Richmond kissed my body, his hands caressing my sweet spot and I moaned in Damon's mouth. Meanwhile, Damon kissed me like he was possessed by a devil. His tongue was ravaging my mouth leaving me breathless and more horny. I wanted more of what they were giving to me and I knew that I wouldn't be satisfied until they all entered me
DAMON I watched as Precious slept off, and I moved a tendril of her hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear. I love the way she made me feel and I couldn't wait for the day she would finally give us permission to be with her wholly. I want to mark her, flaunt her around and announce to everyone that she was my mate or I and my brothers made. I felt blessed to be hers and I know we all felt the same way. When she stood at our door with our father that day, I was attracted to her but at the same time didn't want to pursue anything with her. I thought of her as nothing but a maid and I had a reputation to maintain as I have never been with wolves below my rank. The lowest I had was to sleep with my father's Beta's daughter and we all had shared her together until she found her mate and accepted him. There was no strong attraction between us so we had no ill feelings for her, except for the fact that we were the only ones without a mate. All the lads our age had found t
"Spill," he said, sitting up on the ground as he tried to regain his strength by filling up oxygen into his already depleted body."You will promise to return every penny you and your family owe Beatrice."Lionel stared at him in a flabbergasted manner for a while. He would never have thought that he would ask him something like this. He knew refusing was going to cost him a lot, and he was no fool to bet properties to that of his sister's life or probably his too.But there’s no way he was going to fulfill that part of his promise. Even Francis was aware of this fact as well, which was why he had a backup plan."Deal," he said, getting up from the ground and extending a hand for a handshake. But Francis looked at it as though it was infected by leprosy.Biting back his words, Lionel lowered his hand to his side."Take me to where you hid my girl." Lionel heard the possessiveness in his tone and he couldn't help but wonder what sort of relationship he had with his stepsister. The thou
Lionel's body stiffened at the coldness in the voice of the stranger with his sister's phone. His hold on the phone suddenly became strong, as though he was going to smash it into little chalk flakes.He swore under his breath to deal with whoever was toying with his family. That person was causing his mom and sister to be afraid of him, and he did not like that. He was the son of a very prominent man, and he wouldn't let someone bully him just like that."Where do I find you?" He grounded out the words in anger. Anger consumed him, but he knew he needed to stay calm if he wanted to see his precious little sister again.Francis, on the other side, chuckled slightly but remained quiet for a moment. He was considering playing a little game with the family, but at the same time, he was weighing whether or not they were worth his time.He had wasted his precious little time trying to save the princess in distress, but he had not found her yet."You are wasting my time!" Lionel fired angri
Francis dragged the unconscious body of Violet out of his room and led her towards his car. He unlocked his car and laid her on the back seat before cleaning his bloodied hands on the space on her dress that was without blood.He sat behind the wheel before driving towards her residence.Flashback,After her blunt refusal to tell him where she kept Beatrice, he sliced the knife on her neck, and her blood spilled out of her, staining both herself and him before dripping on the floor.A loud yelp left her mouth when the pain shot through her spine. Her eyes trained on the floor, they widened in disbelief as she stared at her own blood flowing into a puddle on the floor.She raised her elbow and hit him, and the knife in his hand fell down, but he didn't let her take it as his hold on her body tightened. Francis pushed a finger into the hole he created on her body, and she cried out in pain.Using his left hand, he grabbed her two hands and wrung them together as his teeth clanged togeth
Silent but hot tears flowed down her face as the echo resounded in her ears. She was not ready to meet her mother any time soon, and she couldn't think of ways to get out of the dungeon she was in.Her head started hurting, and she knew it was due to the numerous times she had hit her head on the floor. Placing her hands on her head, Beatrice massaged it.There was no hope left in her. The only hope she had was taken away from her when the message she sent to Mr. Francis was deleted.Tears of sorrow poured down her face continuously, her heartbeat increasing by the minute, fear clutching her heart, and her mind flying in so many places."What do I do now? How do I get out of here?" she asked no one in particular. The only thing that met her was silence and the eeriness she felt in the godforsaken place.No one had come to see her since she was left here. She had planned on begging them again when they came to check on her, and it's been hours already since she heard that sound.The on
“Who are you and what the hell do you want from me?” she said through gritted teeth, her tone cold, which made her appear dangerous for her age. Francis tipped his head backward, his eyes appraising her from head to toe. He found her demeanor amusing, and a chuckle escaped his mouth. His continued silence in response to her questions infuriated her, and she clenched her fists as her chest heaved up and down. “Why are you laughing? Do I look funny to you?” Violet snapped. She walked up to him, standing just a few feet away, her eyes boring into his, and she stomped her foot impatiently. “I demand answers!” Francis's chuckle intensified. “You really are a funny, dumb girl. I can see that.” His expression changed abruptly from a smile to a hardened glare, his jaw grinding. He reached out and grabbed her by the hair, causing her face to contort in pain, a hurt whimper escaping her lips. Violet winced as he continued to yank her hair as if pulling out a weed from the soil. “What the
It was then that she heard hushed voices that she instantly recognized as belonging to her stepmother and two sisters. Sweat poured down her body, sticking her to the light material she was wearing when something caught her ears. “So you are saying that you killed that witch mom?” A hushed, happy voice of a girl rang out, and Beatrice, who recognized it as Chloe's, shuddered again. Her heart was beating wildly, and she covered her mouth with her hand to stop herself from screaming, thereby alerting them that someone was around. Tears poured out of her eyes, but she blinked them away and walked closer to the door, her body shaking uncontrollably. Beatrice took out her mobile phone from her bag, immediately put it on record, and held it closer to the door. “Yes, I killed the bitch, and I'm happy that I took the initiative to do that,” Beatrice's stepmother said in a proud tone, making Beatrice feel like slapping her from where she stood. “I would have loved it more if you had killed
Beatrice parked her car in front of the mansion she had always seen as a home before her stepmother and her three children changed things for her. She took a deep breath and moved a finger to her forehead before massaging it with a frown on her face. This was the first time she was returning home after being kicked out, and it was all due to Duke, the guy she met some time ago at the Wild Night club when she had gone there to distract herself from her problems, and she was glad she did. Taking her cellphone out of the miniature bag she carried, she dialed the number of the man who was helping her regain her parents' properties. "Good morning, sir. I'm at the residence right now. I just wanted to let you know I will be inside the building in a few minutes." Her voice sounded crisp, yet she tried hard to collect herself. "Alright, but please record every conversation for me. It will be required in court," Mr. Francis, the man Duke introduced to her to help her get back all her rights
We finally made it to the epilogue! I can't believe it because it still feels like a dream. This is my first book and I'm so happy at how far we have come. Thank you so much to all those who supported this book with gems, reviews and comments. I greatly appreciate it and I hope you will be able to support my future books on this app. I can't wait to see you on the other side! I love you to the moon and back, and just a little promise to you, my following books will be better than this one and I can't wait to read your comments. Although this story has come to an end, there are bonus chapters for Beatrice's story, but it'll not in anyway stop the flow of this book! Anyone who would like to read it is welcome to! But if you don't want to, I totally understand. Also, could you all please go back to the story main page and leave a review if you loved this book? It'd help expose it to other readers. I would really appreciate your critiques and I'd like you to give a chance to my new
PRECIOUS Duke covered my eyes with his hands, gently leading me to god knows where. Inhaling and exhaling divine air, I swallowed back my question, which I had asked for the hundredth times already. He was hell bent on not telling me or giving me as much of a hint of where he was taking me to. I could hear Richmond's chuckles behind us, but I said nothing and let Duke take me where he wanted. After all, I trusted him well enough to know this wasn't a small surprise. “Be careful of my old feet, honey.” I whispered, pulling my lower lip in between my mouth. “Not too old for my hands not to be able to massage them, prishy baby.” A tint of color made its way to my face, and I thanked the goddess that they were behind me, or else I would be teased until tomorrow. I still don't understand how I can still blush around them. It's been fifteen years already, yet I have not outgrown this attraction between us. Sparks still fly whenever we touch, and not a day passes without me thanking t