Beverly Ama
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Incidence
Romance •••
Amaya's eyelashes slowly fluttered open and she slowly glanced around to the dimly illuminated place she was in.
She'd been tied to a wooden chair.
"Took you long enough to come to", Amber's voice came out annoyed and irritated.
Amaya , whose sight was slowly adjusting to the dim lighting , cast an uncaring glance Amber's way.
"Why did you kidnap me? What do you think you'll achieve?", Amaya snickered , voice full of contempt.
"That's my business. Not yours", Amber scoffed arrogantly.
"Are you going to kill me?", Amaya sneered , dark gaze full of open disdain and ridicule. "Do you think Jed will come back to you?", She taunted.
"He will come back to me", Amber said , eyes aflame with a deranged and almost psychotic look.
"Jed's not going to come back to someone he doesn't love", Amaya said in a matter of fact voice.
Amber glared at her , anger staking higher. "Jed is still in love with me. He has always been in love with me!", Amber yelled out , gaze furious.
"Oh , really?", Amaya taunted dryly.
Amber's gaze turned contemptuous. "You just watch. Jed's going to come back to me once I get rid of you. He's going to forget all about you and we're going to move on with our lives!", Amber all but spat.
"You don't say", Amaya smirked.
"I am going to kill you!", Amber yelled , sounding highly infuriated.
"Jed won't let you get away with this", Amaya's voice was quiet and sure.
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Amaya Devon is a famous model for Fragrance , the #1 modelling company in all of USA. She has waited all of her life to find her other half. With her wedding coming up soon , she believes she has waited long enough.
Jed Anderson is a rising fashion designer whose last relationship with his wife ended with a divorce and a dead daughter. He is determined to never enter a relationship again.
When they meet by coincidence , truths are unravelled and they both start questioning some things. Amaya , her upcoming marriage and Jed , whether he'd long stopped feeling. You might like
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Kiss Leilani Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana...
Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone.
Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more.
After his coronation, he attacked Salem.
The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery.
The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves.
They lost everything, including their land.
Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage.
The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge.
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Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery.
They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too.
It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything.
As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone.
As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time.
He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck.
Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile.
"You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly.
Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face.
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