Story By Glory Ijeneba
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Glory Ijeneba

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TILL DEATH DO US APART 🌹❀️
Updated at Dec 16, 2025, 21:27
PROLOGUEβ˜… IVANNA I awakened the devil.The devil is not the Morning Star that we were told in stories who reside in hell and rules the abyss. He is not a grotesque creature with two horns, a red tail, and a crooked nose.The devil is Leonardo Esposito. The unhinged Underboss of 'The Outfit.' 'The Outfit' is otherwise known as the Chicago Mafia. An organised crime family with no desire for redemption. A family of criminals.They originated from Italy, bound by one surname alone, Esposito, a name that sends cold shivers down the spines of governments and law enforcement alike.Their criminal records are brutal, yet they continue to dominate with iron fists. Their signature? Awful. Deadly. Torture. Their operations are loud. Their rules are sacred. Break one, and you die. Sometimes, even death is not the end. Your body remains haunted until your soul shatters.Their clan resides in a fortress known as the House of Esposito. A bulletproof gated residence hidden somewhere in the heart of Chicago. My name is Ivanna Cooper. My parents are construction workers employed by Armando Constructions.They work tirelessly to put food on the table for me and my two siblings. Last month, tragedy struck. A building collapsed at the construction site, trapping dozens of workers inside, my parents included.They were pulled out barely alive, suspended between life and death.The cost of saving them was enormous. Money we did not have. Around the same time, my siblings and I heard whispers of a hidden slush fund inside the House of Esposito. And we... Yes. Exactly what you are thinking. We planned to steal from the devil himself.It was the only way to save our dying parents.It was foolish. Reckless. But we were not thinking. We were desperate. I devised the plan with my elder brother, Robert, and my younger sister, Ginny.We obtained the blueprints through dangerous means, and the day we chose to infiltrate the clan, a wedding was taking place inside the estate. It was meant to be our cover, but we only succeeded in one thing. Entering the House of Esposito.The moment we stepped foot inside those walls, our lives outside ended. We were trapped. Little did we know, we had walked straight into the lion’s den. And the devil had already noticed us.
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Dominant Desires
Updated at Jul 6, 2025, 02:17
𝐍𝐄𝐖 π’π“πŽπ‘π˜ 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐓 ‼️ πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ π“πˆπ“π‹π„: πŸ₯€πŸŒΉπƒπŽπŒπˆππ€ππ“ πƒπ„π’πˆπ‘π„π’ πŸ«¦β€οΈβ€πŸ”₯ πŸ“Œπ“π‡π„πŒπ„: πŸπŸ–+ π‘πŽπŒπ€ππ‚π„ πŸ”žπŸ–€ π‘Ώπ’‚π’—π’Šπ’†π’“ Jπ’‚π’„π’Œπ’”π’π’ π’Šπ’” 𝒂 π’Žπ’‚π’ π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ 𝒂 π’…π’‚π’“π’Œ π’…π’π’Žπ’Šπ’π’‚π’π’• π’”π’Šπ’…π’†. 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆 π’‰π’Šπ’“π’†π’” π’‰π’Šπ’” π’π’†π’˜ π’Žπ’‚π’Šπ’…, 𝒂 π’”π’˜π’†π’†π’• π’Šπ’π’π’π’„π’†π’π’• π’π’‚π’…π’š π’˜π’‰π’ 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕, π’•π’‰π’†π’Šπ’“ π’Žπ’–π’•π’–π’‚π’ π’‚π’•π’•π’“π’‚π’„π’•π’Šπ’π’ 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 π’•π’‰π’†π’Ž 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒐 π’…π’†π’”π’Šπ’“π’† π’Žπ’π’“π’† 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 π’†π’Šπ’•π’‰π’†π’“ 𝒐f π’•π’‰π’†π’Ž π’Šπ’Žπ’‚π’ˆπ’Šπ’π’†π’…. π‘³π’Šπ’”π’‚ π‘Ίπ’Žπ’Šπ’•π’‰, π’Šπ’” π’ƒπ’“π’π’Œπ’† 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’Šπ’ 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒐f 𝒂 j𝒐𝒃, π’˜π’‰π’†π’ 𝒔𝒉𝒆 π’‚π’π’”π’˜π’†π’“π’” 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 π’π’Šπ’—π’†-π’Šπ’ π’‰π’π’–π’”π’†π’Žπ’‚π’Šπ’…. 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 π’”π’‰π’π’„π’Œπ’†π’… 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’”π’Šz𝒆 𝒐f 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’Žπ’‚π’π’”π’Šπ’π’ 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’π’†π’˜ π’†π’Žπ’‘π’π’π’šπ’†π’“, π‘Ώπ’‚π’—π’Šπ’†π’“ Jπ’‚π’„π’Œπ’”π’π’, π’π’Šπ’—π’†π’” π’Šπ’ 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 f𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆 π’Šπ’” 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’Žπ’π’”π’• π’‚π’•π’•π’“π’‚π’„π’•π’Šπ’—π’† π’Žπ’‚π’ 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏. π‘³π’Šπ’•π’•π’π’† 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 π’Œπ’π’π’˜ 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 π’ˆπ’π’• 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’Šπ’π’—π’π’π’—π’†π’” π’‰π’Šπ’” π’…π’†π’”π’Šπ’“π’†π’” 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 f𝒐𝒓 π’…π’π’Žπ’Šπ’π’‚π’•π’Šπ’π’.π‘Ύπ’Šπ’π’ π‘³π’Šπ’”π’‚ 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒐𝒓 π’˜π’Šπ’π’ 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒂 π’…π’‚π’“π’Œπ’†π’“ π’”π’Šπ’…π’† 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆?β€¦β€¦β€¦π¬π­πžπšπ¦π², 𝐑𝐨𝐭, πŸπŸ–+, 𝐛𝐝𝐬𝐦, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐀-π«π¨π¦πšπ§πœπžβ€¦β€¦
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πŸ’˜ HIS RELUCTANT MATE πŸ’˜ (Hate To Love You)
Updated at Apr 22, 2025, 06:51
πŸ’˜ HIS RELUCTANT MATE πŸ’˜ (Hate To Love You) PROLOGUE Jayden Braun isn’t just any guyβ€”he’s the future Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, the most feared and powerful pack in all of North America. Everyone calls him Wolfie. Tall, mysterious, and dangerously handsome, Jayden is the type who stands in the shadows of the college courtyard with a cigarette between his fingers and golden eyes that dare you to come closer. He's a student at Finley College, majoring in Sculptureβ€”but don’t let that fool you. Jayden is infamous for more than just his art. He’s ruthless. Rebellious. Untouchable. At Rizz Hostel, every she-wolf throws herself at him, desperate to be chosen as his Luna. But Jayden? He doesn’t care about love, mates, or destiny. He skips pack meetings, gets into fights, and secretly deals wolfsbane to wolves looking for a rush. To most people, he’s just a cold-hearted Alpha-in-training with a dangerous edge. But behind the sharp smirks and rough attitude, Jayden is drowningβ€”trapped under the crushing weight of expectations, titles, and a future he never asked for. No one sees the real him. No one… except her. The girl who doesn’t flinch around him. The one who speaks her mindβ€”even if it means challenging an Alpha. The one who hates his guts… and just so happens to be in love with his best friend. She’s everything he shouldn’t want. And yet, she’s the only one who makes him feel alive. Fate has already decided their path. But what happens when the heart fights destiny? If you're ready for a fiery college romance full of werewolf drama, forbidden feelings, and heart-racing tension… Welcome to His Reluctant Mate.
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