How Does George React To The Secret Keeper'S Reveal?

A single letter. A mistaken identity. A dangerous obsession. When billionaire heir Adlan Roderick falls in love at first sight with a mystery woman at a bar, he knows he has to find her. Weeks later, he finally sends a heartfelt letter, only for it to land in the wrong hands. Laura George, a struggling young lady, receives the note instead of her neighbour, Lara George; the woman Adlan actually met. Intrigued by the passionate words, Laura somehow steps into the role of the woman Adlan desires. As their whirlwind romance begins, secrets start to unravel. The real Lara George is closer than Adlan realizes, living just rooms away but when the truth comes out, the obsession turns twisted. What happens when Adlan discovers he's been loving the wrong woman? Will Lara fight for the love meant for her? Or will Laura refuse to let go of a man she was never meant to have? In a city of mistaken identities, love is never simple but obsession? That's where things get dangerous.

This is a story very different from the typical werewolf stories! This story features the male lead to be an Omega who falls in love with an Alpha female. We follow the story of Jaycob, an Omega who works as grounds keeper for the pack when he is not going to school. He is desperately in love with Tara, the only daughter to the Alpha and Luna of their pack. Tara is not your typical girl though. She is rebellious and carefree! Friends since childhood, Jaycob has always been head over heels for Tara, who seems to never have noticed him more than a friend. Things will begin to spiral out of control as the teens get closer to adulthood and finding their mates. Can Jaycob get the girl or will Tara burn their friendship and continue with her untamed ways.

Can you keep a secret? Aislen can. She has the unusual gift of being able to see a person’s thoughts, flashes of their past and future, at a touch. Havermouth is a town of secrets, with the main industry being the vampire run Zeus Forest Works, and most of the town businesses owned by the local werewolf pack. When the werewolf bullyboys known as The Triquetra decide to use Aislen as their sex toy, she will need every secret she knows in order to win their respect and find her place in Havermouth’s complicated society.Everyone has secrets, and Aislen learns that being the one who knows them can be powerful… and dangerous.

I've always been frail by nature. Taking two consecutive steps can make me gasp for air. If I cough, there's a chance there's blood accompanying it. When I'm seven years old, a homeless man in Bronzeton tries to snatch a half-eaten piece of bread from me. I lie on the ground as I convulse like a dying fish with foam gathering at my mouth. My eyes have rolled to the back of my head as well, as though my seizure is acting up. Thinking that I've gotten infected with some sort of disease, the homeless man is so frightened that he flees from Novarra overnight. When I'm ten years old, a delinquent tries to demand protection money from me. I react by spitting dark blood at his face. The poor guy screams at the top of his lungs as he runs down the street, only to get mistaken as a murderer by a police officer who happens to pass by the area. Since then, everyone avoids me like plague on the street. They aren't scared of me—they are terrified that they might get into trouble because of me. No one knows who my parents are. I've grown up in a rundown motel, and my adoptive mother is a stripper who used to be famous. Whenever she gets drunk, she often tells me, "Your father is a mafia Don." I've always thought that she's just running her mouth purely out of drunkenness. That is, until a black limo stops in front of me on the year I turn 18 years old. Three men clad in black suits get out of the limo. The leader sinks down on one knee right in front of me, his voice quivering as he speaks. "We finally found you, Ms. Salvatore. Your father is Vittorio Salvatore, the Don of one of the biggest mafia families in Novarra." At first, I think this is just a scamming scheme. That is, until I'm taken to the estate located on Lacreth Isle that's six acres wide and sports iron gates with the Salvatore insignia carved into them. On my first day home, the fake heiress, Serena Salvatore, purposefully releases the fearsome family dog in the estate just to intimidate me. That dog keeps barking at me, frightening me to the point that I spit out blood on the spot before collapsing to the ground. My mother, Rosalina Vitelli, almost loses her mind over my collapse. But my older brother, Marco Salvatore, shouts at me angrily instead. "Why are you playing dead? You made Serena cry because of your antics!" His voice is so loud that I feel as though my eardrums are going to burst anytime soon. Even my heart feels as though an invisible hand is gripping it tightly. My eyes roll to the back of my head instantly as my body crashes on the spot. Mamma flies into a rampage and almost beats Marco to death for scaring me. Having witnessed everything, Serena kicks up a fuss by attempting to commit suicide at the estate's clock tower just so she can apologize to me. In order to prove his love to Serena, my fiance, Luca Moretti, drags me forcibly to the top of the clock tower so that Serena can do whatever she wants to me. The thing is, the winds are strong on the top of the clock tower. That's when I accidentally slip and topple over the railing. My parents, who are looking everywhere for me, happen to be around the clock tower when I crash onto the spot near them. This time, my bruised and broken body is completely drenched in blood. Shell-shocked, they remain rooted to the spot as they stare at me in bewilderment. Then, they let out blood-curdling screams.

Is it LOVE? Really? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two brothers separated by fate, and now fate brought them back together. What will happen to them? How do they unlock the questions behind their separation? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"There Are THREE SIDES To Every Story. YOURS, HIS And The TRUTH."We both hold distaste for the other. We're both clouded by their own selfish nature. We're both playing the blame game. It won't end until someone admits defeat. Until someone decides to call it quits. But how would that ever happen? We're are just as stubborn as one another.Only one thing would change our resolution to one another. An Engagement. .......An excerpt -" To be honest I have no interest in you. ", he said coldly almost matching the demeanor I had for him, he still had a long way to go through before he could be on par with my hatred for him. He slid over to me a hot cup of coffee, it shook a little causing drops to land on the counter. I sighed, just the sight of it reminded me of the terrible banging in my head. Hangovers were the worst. We sat side by side in the kitchen, disinterest, and distaste for one another high. I could bet if it was a smell, it'd be pungent."I feel the same way. " I replied monotonously taking a sip of the hot liquid, feeling it burn my throat. I glanced his way, staring at his brown hair ruffled, at his dark captivating green eyes. I placed a hand on my lips remembering the intense scene that occurred last night. I swallowed hard. How? I thought. How could I be interested?I was in love with his brother.