From Frying Pan to Strange Fire

From Frying Pan to Strange Fire

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By:  Veekee Lee  Ongoing
Language: English
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Joan Brandon, an only daughter of her parents, was treated badly in her marriage, but forced to endure all the ill treatment for the sake of her father's business. Three years down the line, her husband presented her with a pre birthday gift — his ex girlfriend, who he introduced as his new wife. Heartbroken and shattered, Joan accepts divorce and gives in to her drunken desire, having sex with a complete stranger she met at her workplace. That single encounter changed her life forever, opening her to a world she never knew existed, and a life she never would have believed she lived in the past. *** Cursed to abhor the touch of a woman after the death of his mate, Roman Graviel, the Lycan ruler of the entire werewolf communities and a revered billionaire in the human communities, lived a long life of ruthlessness and loneliness. Already resigned to his fate, he decided to test different ways to end his miserable life. When one of his experiments successfully knocked him unconscious, he landed in the hospital where he felt the touch of life that aroused all of the feelings he thought he had killed and buried. At that moment, he knew he was never letting her go, not for anything or anyone in the world.

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Dirty talk

"No way, Joan! This is ridiculous and unacceptable. You have been married for three years. Three years is not a joke." Grace exclaimed in shock, disbelief evident on her face at what she just heard."I mean it," Joan affirmed, her green eyes doing nothing to hide the pain in her heart. "Richard has not touched me since we got married." She revealed, lowering her eyes and playing with her food. In the luxurious surroundings of the fancy restaurant, soft jazz melodies wafted through the air, creating an atmosphere of refined elegance. Crystal chandeliers adorned the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the well-dressed patrons engaged in hushed conversations.The chairs were plush and velvety, cradling diners in comfort, while linen-clad tables enhanced the overall sophisticated ambiance.Joan Brandon, twenty-six years old, blonde, beautiful, with large green doe eyes, was invited out by her best friend and colleague, Grace Everton, who noticed the latter was feeling lower than normal th

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Not bad. Will see how it goes when it’s updated.
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Dirty talk

"No way, Joan! This is ridiculous and unacceptable. You have been married for three years. Three years is not a joke." Grace exclaimed in shock, disbelief evident on her face at what she just heard."I mean it," Joan affirmed, her green eyes doing nothing to hide the pain in her heart. "Richard has not touched me since we got married." She revealed, lowering her eyes and playing with her food. In the luxurious surroundings of the fancy restaurant, soft jazz melodies wafted through the air, creating an atmosphere of refined elegance. Crystal chandeliers adorned the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the well-dressed patrons engaged in hushed conversations.The chairs were plush and velvety, cradling diners in comfort, while linen-clad tables enhanced the overall sophisticated ambiance.Joan Brandon, twenty-six years old, blonde, beautiful, with large green doe eyes, was invited out by her best friend and colleague, Grace Everton, who noticed the latter was feeling lower than normal th
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Kicked out

After saying goodnight and parting ways with Grace, Joan returned to her house, slightly tipsy from all the wine she had at the restaurant.Entering her home with a light step, all of Grace's words and actions resonated in her ears, making her smile.As she walked into the sitting room, she was met with an unexpected sight – her mother-in-law, seayed on the sofa, her eyes fixated on the TV screen."Mrs. Charles, you're here." Joan greeted the older woman, her voice filled with warmth and a hint of surprise. "I didn't know you were coming. How was your trip?"The woman remained engrossed in the television, seemingly ignoring Joan's presence and greetings. The woman had never liked her, not even for one day, and Joan knew it. But she always tried not to let it bother her too much.Undeterred, Joan tried again, "Is everything okay, Mrs Charles?"A tense silence hung in the air for a moment before Mrs. Charles finally spared her a glance, her eyes narrowing. "I don't need your small talk
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Enough

The tears flowed freely from Joan's eyes as she walked down the stairs. While walking away, she heard the dialing tone of her mother-in-law's phone and she already predicted what was about to happen. But she didn't care anymore. She had it with them and everything they represented. For three years she had endured this sham of a marriage where she was starved of everything marriage was supposed to be about. Three good years of her life wasted on a man she foolishly loved and married oblivious to the fact that he was only pretending to feel the same way about her. But no more. She was done. whatever wants to happen should happen. She doesn't care anymore. On reaching the foot of the stairs, she halted as her eyes settled on her luggage. Wiping her eyes with the back of her palm, she grabbed onto the boxes and bags and moved them all to the guest room without hesitation. Just as she dropped the last bag, she heard her phone ringing and she fished for it. Her upper and lower teeth pre
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Just feel, nothing more

Grace opened her eyes the next morning to find that Joan was gone from the bedroom. Although her house was a three-bedroom detached bungalow, she insisted that Joan sleept in her room because of the state of her mind last night. But alarm bells began to ring in her head the moment she looked around after waking up and did not find Joan in bed or the room."Joan?" Grace jumped out of bed, half running to the sitting room, hoping the one she sought would be there. To her relief, Joan was there. However, to her utmost dismay and confusion, the girl was seated at the bar, downing alcohol so early in the morning, dressed in her scrub."What are you doing?" Grace collected the bottle and glass from her, giving her a concerned look. Her eyes were all red and swollen, and her beautiful friend looked like a shadow of her former self. "Don't do this to yourself, Jo. And what are you wearing?""What? I'm dressed for work." Joan responded, her speech slurring slightly. However, Grace noticed i
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What had she done?

Unknown to Joan, the person lying on the bed was no ordinary being. The very moment she stepped into the room, a terrifying black wolf roused from its deep sleep.Lazer, the black wolf, opened it fiery red eyes to search for the one who's wonderful and addictive scent had woken him up but all he could see was black. That was when he remembered that they had been in a terrible accident earlier, an event that knocked them out completely.Unable to resist the scent of the person that just walked in, Lazer spoke. "Roman, wake up."His call succeeded in waking Roman — his human — up. However, Roman only woke up in the subconscious, not physically."Can't you smell that?" Lazer asked, getting overly excited unlike his usual self. "I told you she was the one last night but you were doubting me. Now she's so close and I can barely stay still. Do you believe me now?" Lazer added in a half complaining tone.Last night, this very scent had wafted across their nostrils while they were at a restau
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I'm so dead!

Meanwhile, in the second emergency ward, Grace met someone she didn't expect to see in their hospital — Mr. Trevor Baliante, the king of the business world. She, and every other person conversant with the business world new him to be the CEO of the biggest multi billion dollar company in the country and the hottest, most sought-after bachelor.It was not news that Mr Trevor was single to stupor and was not ready to mingle yet. However, his hot physic and otherworldly facial beauty made ladies gush whenever they set eyes on him. Grace was not an exception. Only, in her case, she told herself he was out of her reach seeing how he avoided women. For this reason, she made no real effort to get noticed by him.Seeing him there, Grace didn't need anyone to explain what Amira meant when she said high profile people were involved in the car crash. What she didn't understand was why they were brought to their small hospital when there were bigger and better equipped ones around.Dropping all
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Beyond my control

Grace couldn't believe her ears after everything Joan told her. It was not even up to an hour since they arrived at the hospital and so much has happened already. So much that they both knew trouble was already close to their doorsteps. At the close of their shift, Grace, determined to help her friend escape the mess she had created for herself, led her to the travel agency to complete all the necessary documentation needed for Joan to leave the country as soon as possible. While they were there, Joan couldn't sit still. She was physically trembling and her mind was a mess. She was yet to deal with one trouble and here she was trying to get out of another. She couldn't tell if this was just ill luck or if she was being punished for something she did in her past life. "Relax, Jo. This shouldn't take too long." Grace tried to calm her down, seeing how she was up on her feet and pacing about again for the fourth time since they arrived."I can't. What if he wakes up and comes looking
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Happy birthday, wife

At the sight of the latest addition to the number of people in the house, a well-known kind of fear and curiosity hit everyone. There were a few people in the country that nobody dares to mess with or get into trouble with. One of the most feared ones was Trevor Baliante. Ironically, he was the most harmless looking one, and the biggest investor in the Brandon's business.No one knows how he does it, but all who got into trouble with him had somehow ended up badly, and the police had never found Trevor wanting. He, also, was one of the few businessmen allowed to have heavily armed guards for no apparent reason.So seeing him in their presence at that time and in that manner, signified nothing but trouble. Their fear was justified.Joan and Grace were worst hit. With their hearts pounding in their chests and their eyes stretching as if they were about to pop, they exchanged glances, knowing that what they fear the most had finally caught up to them. Joan willed herself to calm down,
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Five minutes

For a brief moment, Joan forgot all of her troubles as her eyes feasted on the unbelievably handsome being that just walked into the house and was standing by the doorway with his mesmerizing blue eyes fixated on her. Nothing could have prepared her for that sight. This was the same man from the hospital, she could tell. But how was he now looking a hundred times better than he did a few hours ago? It couldn't be the clothes. He was dressed too simply to attribute the changes to his attire. Moreover, the change didn't only affect his physical looks. The aura surrounding him was strong, intimidating yet alluring, and dark.She didn't know how she knew these things because they were things she wouldn't notice about a person on a normal day. But she noticed and felt all of it as soon as her eyes met with Roman’s. The bubble burst when she heard his voice and his words. He had the kind of voice that makes it easy for one to obey his every command, but his words sent a wave of confusion
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I will marry you

“What?! Five minutes? That's too short—”“Your time starts now.” Roman cut her off, and Joan was about to protest again when her father's voice broke through.“Who's this man, Joan, and what business do you have with him?”“And who's asking?” Roman asked, turning away from Joan to face Mr. Elvin.“I am her father.” He answered.“Her father? The one ordering her to kneel and apologize to her oppressors?” Roman probed “How did you know about that?” Joan asked, surprised because they had not arrived when her father told her to do that.“Sweetheart, he wasn't whispering when he said it. I was right outside the door.” “What I say to my daughter and how I correct her shouldn't concern you. She is my daughter, not yours.” Mr. Elvin said.“Is she?” Roman asked, narrowing his eyes as he took slow steps toward the man. “Tell me, Mr. Elvin Connor, is she really your daughter? Because I see not even the tiniest bit of resemblance.” Roman uttered, catching sight of the shock that registered on M
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