permanent martial arts

Orphan. Abused. Marriage. Enslaved. And now, Revenge! When Mila was fifteen, she lost her parents and her uncle took her in. The agreement is to transfer her property to her once she reaches the legal age, but her uncle sees it as his escapade from poverty. He can’t have the property if the little girl is around and he dare not chase her out. So as his wife suggested, they victimized her, hoping she would run away but she didn't. She endures eight years hardships and when her uncle goes bankrupt, and was replaced as his first daughter for a marriage to Dimitri, a heir of the wealthiest family in the city, she was excited especially when it seems like her chance to get out of hell and have her freedom, unbeknownst she was about to fall into the depth of hell where she will be forever bondaged. After the marriage, she finds secrets and lies that are designed for her as the truth, causing her heart to rip apart. Heartbroken and disappointed, she determines to take revenge. She is all set up and it will start from where it should have ended so Dimitri will be her weapon!

“We found you, little wolf. Again.” His eyes gleamed when he looked at me. “You can’t run from us.” They thought the Alpha’s family was murdered, but Aria was saved and taken under the rule of Alpha Rowan, disguised as a weak Omega. Her wolf abilities were bound, and she was treated as the servant of the pack, being unable to shift or use her senses nor sense her mate bond but she found herself attracted to four men. Alpha Damon, the Alpha of the largest pack often known to be ruthless and unruly. Kade, the fiery and passionate warrior within the pack of Aria Lucian, the mysterious and calculating strategist from the werewolf council, and Soren, the charming smart rogue. Plaques with the agony of her bonded wolf and the mates she couldn’t have. Something was hunting her, something big, something that she wasn’t sure she could survive. Will they step up when she needs them the most, unbound her wolf, and seek the one that truly belongs to her, or have them all?

When my husband, Drake Connor, posted a photo of me on social media, this random woman mistook me for his mistress. She confronted me in the street, a baby in her arms and a crowd of relatives and friends in tow, ready to teach me a lesson. "You shameless tramp! How dare you seduce my husband! "I’ll beat you to death, you disgusting woman!" The crowd beat me, smashed my car, and ripped my clothes. I left that encounter bruised and battered, suffering a concussion and a fractured arm. In the end, I called the police and demanded justice. I had a divorce agreement drawn up and threw it in Drake's face. "If it weren’t for me, you’d be begging in the streets! And now you dare to hide a woman and child from me? "Get out! Don’t expect a penny from me!"