Hello Folks, Thanks for joining in,I am super excited to tell you I am ready with another amazing story.Here is the blurb."When the act of saving reveals a world of secrets, the journey ahead becomes a collision of hearts and hidden truths."Dr. Hazel Colton, a kind-hearted woman dreaming of love and family, never expected to encounter Wyatt Romano, an alpha known for his cold and ruthless nature. Their lives collide one dark night when Hazel saves Wyatt’s life, only to uncover a world of wolf secrets she never imagined.Now, Hazel is bound to keep his secret, but it comes at a cost. She’s compelled to become his mistress, living under his mercy—a human in a wolves' world.However, Wyatt soon realizes that the woman he’s keeping close harbors secrets of her own—secrets that could potentially destroy his pack. An unknown enemy lurks in disguise.Will Wyatt be able to trust Hazel? Or will unrevealed mysteries alter the trajectory of their entwined fates?Was it destiny, or was ther
~Xander~The deep bass reverberating from my Aventador's subwoofers was enough to dissuade others. The adventure lay cocooned behind those tinted, blacked-out windows, cloaking it from prying eyes as moans transformed into hushed whispers. No one dared to intrude by peering inside. After all, I savored my morning feast as the uncrowned king of this college—I am a bully.As the glass slid open, fresh air rushed in, dispersing the warmth inside. Listening to the sound of my partner's exhausted breath, a sense of contentment washed over me. A grin crept across my face as I glanced at the rearview mirror, pondering the moment. The girl stuttered my name in a shaky voice, "X... X… Xander." With a firm grip on her hair, I pulled her close, my intent clear. "Remember, it's sir, not Xander," She gasped when my fingers closed around her jaw with a single, firm grip. Intimidation, my strong suit. "Sir, may I go?" she asked, averting her gaze."I trust you've understood the lesson well," I rep
~XANDER~Outside the classroom, our group of seniors gathered, sharing knowing glances as we awaited the dean's exit. The atmosphere buzzed with anticipation, while inside, the freshmen sat unaware of the storm brewing just beyond the doors. Their world seemed serene, untouched by the reality waiting to crash in on them. Finally, the doors swung open, and the dean emerged, his smile giving the freshmen a false sense of security. Little did they know, their first taste of college life was about to get a lot more interesting, thanks to our planned intervention.Our group strode into the room, commanding attention. "Sit down, all of you," Victor's voice rang out, firm and authoritative, halting the students' departure. With a swift motion, we took our places. Victor continued, his tone measured yet commanding, "Good afternoon, everyone. I hope you all had a wonderful day. But now, it’s time for the real college announcements."Everyone looked at each other with confusion as they reluctan
~AOIFE~The next day, I found myself standing before the dean's office, nerves fluttering within me. Glancing around anxiously, I hesitated before finally rapping on the door. Memories of the seniors' humiliating treatment flooded my mind.Their actions in class were bad enough, but it was the extent of their mistreatment, not just towards me but everyone else, that truly appalled me. As a girl living independently, I refused to accept such injustice any longer. Determined, I resolved to ensure that no one else would suffer as I did the day before.I questioned myself, "Am I doing right or wrong?" Finally summoning the courage, I approached the door and knocked. "Come in," a voice beckoned from the other side. As I entered, the dean greeted me with a smile. "Good morning, sir.""Good morning. What brings you here? Miss..." the dean trailed off, struggling to recall my name."Aoife Marshall. Sir, as you mentioned yesterday, your college has a strict policy against bullies." My confident
As I explained everything to Clara and Luka, I struggled to contain my anger. "You're in a huge predicament. You gave them a reason to torture you, and I know Xander will not forgive you for this." Luka remarked on my situation before Clara waved off his comment."Shut up, Luka.""What do you expect me to say? I'm not mistaken.""They vandalized my room and publicly shamed me. What more could they possibly want?" My voice trembled with anger, and tears threatened to spill from my eyes.Luka's eyes squinted as he noticed someone approaching from behind.The three of us gulped as we saw Xander giving me an angry glare, followed by Zareena and Victor. It didn't take long for me to understand they had informed him about my latest actions.Something told me I was in trouble now. The way these bullies were looking at me gave me the vibe that a war had begun.Before that war could start, we hastily walked into our classroom and settled into our seats. It was best to play it safe for now.**
~Xander~I was alone in my classroom, reading stupid social media posts while scrolling my phone. The day seemed fine, as all my mates were out, and I was waiting for Matt. I heard a knock and didn’t bother to look up. I mean, who would knock before entering the classroom?Once again, my annoyed ears heard the same sound, and this time I jerked my neck to rebuke the person. Beyond my expectations, I saw her. It was none other than the new birdie looking at me. I stuffed the phone in my front pocket and walked toward her. With a blush, she lowered her peer.“What are you doing here?” I said, while scanning her beauty. She tucked away a strand of hair behind her ear, and my eyes caught her tattoo again.“Can I talk to you?” she asked.What is she doing here? Didn’t she know others would insult her more than ever for entering a senior’s classroom? And why was she talking to me like that?Her cheeks turned red, and the composed breathing hooked my attention. Her voice was seducing me, and
~Aoife~The morning was cold and foggy, just like my life had been these past few days. I used to love this weather when mom made hot cocoa for me, and we watched movies together. Now that she’s gone, this weather makes me feel alone. I was awake, looking at her picture close to my bed.“Good morning, Mum.” I remembered she loved to kiss my forehead, and never forget to mention welcoming the new day with fresh energy, but today I didn’t want to get out of bed. Why would I? I have zero motivation, nor was I eager to start my day.When I came here, I was ready to win the world, but in the last few days, everything changed. All I wanted was to hide where these people couldn’t torture me anymore. I just wanted this to be over. But what about the promises I made to my mother? I promised her to conquer every fear in my life.I glanced at my tattoo: Love never fails.She used to call me the love of her life. If she were here, she would never want me to hide. While I was wrapped in the turm
~Xander~She left her innocent eyes on my soul. This moment reminds me of a story. Some folks who needed emotional rescue were trapped in an iceberg that took many years to form. When you bring your gentle flame to their outer walls and melt a little, if they are brave enough, they will light their internal flame and allow the ice to melt. If they are afraid, they will add more layers of ice faster than you can melt it.Unknowingly, I felt the same. Aoife was an unknown flame that melted my heart, and I was not ready for the change. My playboy image wanted to bite every part of her delicate body, while my heart wanted to be with her. In this turmoil, when Zareena pushed her, it enraged my emotions to a degree I’d never felt before.My angry look toward Zareena scared her off, and she stomped outside. I didn’t understand my sudden anger. Is Aoife controlling me? Or does Zareena’s misbehavior towards Aoife affect me?All I knew was her teary eyes influenced me deeply. With this emotiona
Hello Folks, Thanks for joining in,I am super excited to tell you I am ready with another amazing story.Here is the blurb."When the act of saving reveals a world of secrets, the journey ahead becomes a collision of hearts and hidden truths."Dr. Hazel Colton, a kind-hearted woman dreaming of love and family, never expected to encounter Wyatt Romano, an alpha known for his cold and ruthless nature. Their lives collide one dark night when Hazel saves Wyatt’s life, only to uncover a world of wolf secrets she never imagined.Now, Hazel is bound to keep his secret, but it comes at a cost. She’s compelled to become his mistress, living under his mercy—a human in a wolves' world.However, Wyatt soon realizes that the woman he’s keeping close harbors secrets of her own—secrets that could potentially destroy his pack. An unknown enemy lurks in disguise.Will Wyatt be able to trust Hazel? Or will unrevealed mysteries alter the trajectory of their entwined fates?Was it destiny, or was ther
~Aoife~I took a deep breath, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness as I prepared for my wedding day. The room was filled with love and happiness, and Neeral was helping fix my perfect bun, adjusting my veil. I finally looked at myself in the mirror, and tears welled up in my eyes.“It feels like I’m dreaming,” I breathed, my voice filled with emotion.“No, you’re not. This is what you’ve always wanted,” a familiar voice came from the corner of the room. I turned and saw Gabriel and Angel walking towards me.“Congratulations,” Angel said, hugging me tightly.“Thank you.” Gabriel cupped my face and gently kissed the top of my head. “I can’t help but wonder what’s going to happen now.” “What do you mean?” “You’re pregnant.” Confusion furrowed my brow. “That means Xander should be prepared to get his ass kicked by you.” He chuckled. We all laughed, enjoying the lighthearted moment.“No, I’ve done this before, and I know how to compose myself.” “No, you don’t know how to comp
~Aoife~My eyes welled up with tears as I listened to Matt and Neeral’s story, realizing the depth of their love and the challenges they had faced. Even Xander, sitting beside me, seemed lost in his thoughts, his gaze fixed on them. Matt, seated next to Neeral, gently caressed her belly and planted a tender kiss on her head, a gesture filled with love and anticipation.“This is our story,” he said, a smile gracing his face as he glanced towards us, his friends. The room fell into an awkward silence as the weight of their emotional journey settled upon us. Unable to contain my emotions, I stood up and embraced Neeral tightly, feeling gratitude for the strength and love she had shown even when Matt was filled with hatred.“Thank you for loving him when he hated you,” I whispered, my voice choking with emotion. Then I turned to Matt and hugged him as well. “And thank you for loving her when she lost all hope in you.”Xander nodded in agreement, silently acknowledging the profound impact
~Neeral~Eight Months Later…It had been eight long months since I last laid eyes on Matt, yet my heart still ached from the moment I left him. When he unexpectedly showed up in Seattle, seeking my forgiveness, I foolishly allowed a glimmer of hope to flicker within me. But I soon realized that it was nothing more than a gesture of a gentleman asking for forgiveness, devoid of any deeper feelings. In an attempt to distance myself, I cut off all social contacts and disappeared from social media, keeping a low profile.I didn’t know if I was hiding from Matt or simply afraid of what might transpire if he discovered I was now residing in Austin. I had started a new job at a local publication house, which paid enough for me to survive. I rented a house with new friends, and everything seemed to be going well. However, every weekend served as a reminder of my solitude, as my friends would retreat to their families’ or boyfriends’ houses. To fool my longing heart, I sometimes found myself s
~Neeral~Despite having crushed Taylor’s heart, he selflessly requested that I stay and help him finish the work in Seattle before I left for Austin. I agreed, feeling a sense of responsibility towards him. He didn’t complain or question me about the person responsible for his heartbreak. His kindness and understanding only intensified my guilt.Taylor had planned a farewell dinner for me, but he had to leave abruptly due to his father’s illness. He apologized and asked me to stay in Seattle for another week to assist him. As he departed, I found myself alone in the chilly city, fully engrossed in completing the pending work before my departure.Returning to my cottage, I was greeted by John and his wife, who had been taking care of the place. They had prepared a delicious meal for me, and I thanked them with a smile. However, the atmosphere took a sudden turn when John informed me that someone had come looking for me earlier but refused to provide his name.Confused, I frowned and ca
~Matt~Mending a broken heart felt like an impossible task, akin to building a sandcastle in a perpetually wet place. No matter how hard I tried, a wave would inevitably crash upon me, obliterating everything I had painstakingly constructed. How foolish was I to find myself in the same situation again?I had developed a special connection with Neeral, only to witness her accepting Taylor’s ring. Falling in love once more required effort, but I failed to nurture it. Our story seemed to leap to its climax before it even had a chance to begin.When Taylor proposed to her, I struggled to understand how I should react. Should I direct my anger toward him or at myself? I didn’t dare express my feelings to her, and she didn’t wait for me either. We shared a bond, but my confusion persisted. Was it friendship or something more? An unsettling fear crawled beneath my skin.What if I told her how I felt, and she left me like Aoife did? What if I asked her to wait, allowing me to discern if my em
~Neeral~After my heartfelt conversation with Taylor, I returned home. He had expressed his love for me with such joy, but Matt’s reaction to my proposal left me astounded. Why did he act like such a jerk? He had never seen me as anything more than a friend, so why did it seem like he was unhappy?With a stack of files in my hands, I struggled to open the door to my house. It was already 8 o’clock, and Matt wasn’t home. I called him, but he didn’t answer. I sent him a message, and I saw the three dots indicating that he was typing, but no reply came.Feeling a mix of worry and frustration, I decided to take a quick shower, prepare dinner, and keep myself busy with work. I waited for him at the dinner table for a long time, but he never showed up.My eyes wandered to the ring Taylor had given me. It was beautiful, and it brought a faint smile to my face. Perhaps one day, I would be able to love Taylor as deeply as I had loved Matt.Lost in my thoughts, my phone chimed. It was Taylor on
~Neeral~It had been two weeks since that horrible incident happened to me, and a strange feeling of suffocation took hold of my heart. I thought I could survive as Matt’s friend, but the closer we got, the more I felt myself drowning in pain. I couldn’t see myself as just his friend anymore. This realization reached its peak when he referred to me as his close friend in front of his family.Last weekend, we went to meet his parents. They welcomed me with open arms. It felt nice because I missed my mom so much. Matt told them about Aoife and Xander, and it surprised his parents to hear about those incidents. They were happy that I stood by Matt’s side, but I cursed myself for creating so much pain for myself. I was foolish to let him enter my heart, and now it was enough. I needed to move on.I created profiles on dating apps, hoping to find someone who would help me forget about Matt. However, my bad luck struck again when he saw an email notification from a dating app on my laptop.“
“Matt!” I screamed, desperation and fear filling my voice.Suddenly, someone forcibly pulled him away from me, and all I could hear was Victor’s agonized scream before I heard his feet on the floor as he rushed out of the house. Matt came barging back into the room, and as my senses slowly returned, I scrambled to cover my nakedness.Shivering and bleeding from my lips, I looked up at Matt, hoping for his protection and salvation. He scratched my face and body, leaving visible marks of his assault, and all I wanted was to be safe in Matt’s arms. “Hey, are you okay?” Matt’s voice trembled with concern as he hurried to my side. He grabbed a bedsheet and gently wrapped it around me, shielding me from the world’s harshness. Tears streamed down my face, and I couldn’t help but feel disgusted when I looked at myself.“It’s all my fault... I am worthless,” I whimpered, my voice filled with self-loathing.Matt’s eyes widened with disbelief, and he reached out to touch my trembling shoulder.