A Moment Like This

(Bxb) Eric Valence thought finding a job as an editor for a well-known author named Draven H. Malcolm was the beginning of his writing career. He had no idea that it would also be the beginning of his love story. *** "You're so clueless, it bothers me." He frowned, "What does that mean-" "You never wondered why I gave you all the best things on my floor - the closest desk, drinks from my office, my newest project. I even went to your house and picked you up to make sure you weren't late." "My portfoli-" "There are twenty three others with the same experience as yours, that was an excuse," he admitted, peering into Eric's eyes and daring him to look away. Eric didn't. Draven sighed, "The reason I got mad that day..." he paused for a moment, hesitating again but deciding to let it all out, "the reason I got mad is because I heard you kissed Jason, which I wasn't too pleased about but then seeing you and Justin together..." He never finished his sentence, and Eric raised an eyebrow, "What about Justin and I?" "I feel like you're doing this on purpose," Draven chuckled, examining Eric's confused face. "I'm not sure what you're talking about-" "I like you," Draven said clearly with his entire diaphragm, expression it as loud as he could for Eric to understand. Eric felt his throat squeeze itself shut, no oxygen coming in or out. "I like you, a lot more than I thought, Eric," he breathed. Eric was unable to believe it, shook his head and looked away for moment, before meeting his gaze again. "Why me?" he asked quietly. Draven shrugged his shoulders, eyeing Eric with adoration and admiration, "I'm not sure either, but I want you to be mine."

After five years of marriage, I received a wedding invitation from abroad. The groom is my husband, Arnold Willowstream. The bride is my younger sister, Yasmine Cooper. In disbelief, I decide to fly to Ainland and witness the wedding for myself. But the moment I see Arnold holding Yasmine and kissing her deeply, my heart shatters completely. Fireworks explode in the sky, and glowing words appear above—"Happy Marriage, Mr. Willowstream and Ms. Yasmine." In that instant, it feels like a blade piercing straight through my chest. Watching them look so happy together, I feel like I'm the one intruding on someone else's marriage. Love is a game for two—there's no room for a third. If he's already gotten married to someone else, what place do I have left in his life? Rather than waiting to be pushed out, I choose to walk away on my own and at least keep the last shred of dignity.

In Ironhaven, power belongs to the wolves and Alpha Kael Blackthorn rules them all with blood and fear. Feared by enemies and obeyed by his pack, Kael has spent years fighting the shadow of a deadly prophecy that promises the fall of the Blackthorn line. Then she walks into his territory. Hunted, broke, and hiding powers she barely understands, Ivy never meant to step into the den of the most dangerous Alpha alive. But the moment their eyes meet, something ancient awakens between them a bond neither of them can break. Her power burns like a storm. His wolf answers like thunder. The prophecy says the woman who carries fire in her veins will either save the Blackthorn pack… or destroy it completely. But while enemies close in and rogue wolves circle their territory, Kael and Ivy must learn to trust the very bond they both fear. Because if the prophecy is right, loving each other may be the only way to survive. And the fastest way to lose everything.

On the day of my wedding, I waited on the stage for six long hours with the wedding ring in my hand. The bride never came. Instead, I was greeted with the sight of my older sister's bloodied corpse. To make things worse, my wife, Winona Graham, was the one who defended the murderer in the court. I demanded answers from Winona like a madman, only to be locked up in an oven that was toggled to 200 degrees Fahrenheit by her. "Are you done, Arthur? It's Annabelle's own fault that she died in the first place! This has nothing to do with Hudson at all! He has just started his life as a young adult, and I won't let you ruin his life! "Just sit here and reflect on yourself! The moment you decide to sign the Letter of Understanding is the moment I'll get someone here to free you from the oven!" After that, I was trapped in the oven for 12 hours, resulting in my death from getting burned alive. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Winona throws the Letter of Understanding in my face.

Ridge Sterling doesn’t do messy. He’s the Alpha of the Grey Moon Pack; commanding, controlled, and carved out of stone. Until her, until he walk into that diner and found out she is his mate. Blake Carter is a walking complication. She’s got secrets thicker than her walls, a past she doesn’t talk about, and a glare sharp enough to make grown men flinch. She’s spent her life staying invisible, surviving. And she knows exactly what guys like Ridge Sterling are made of—trouble wrapped in temptation. She was never supposed to catch his eye. He was never supposed to care. But the moment fate ties them together, the rules go up in flames. And when Blake’s past comes back swinging, Ridge will have to choose; keep playing the cold, untouchable Alpha… Or fight like hell for the one woman who was never supposed to be his.

Eveline had always dreamed of finding her fated mate, but when the moment finally came, it was nothing like she imagined. Anton, her destined mate and a powerful Alpha, wanted nothing to do with her. Cold, distant, and harsh, he pushed her away, accusing her of only wanting the status of Luna. Despite his cruel treatment, Anton refuses to let her go, leaving Eveline trapped in a painful bond. Torn between her longing for love and the torment of rejection, Eveline feels like a prisoner in her own life. With her heart in turmoil and her fate bound to a mate who seems determined to break her spirit, Eveline must decide whether to fight for her freedom—or risk it all to uncover the truth behind Anton's cruel behavior. Will Eveline survive being trapped by her own mate, or will she find the strength to escape his grasp and forge her own path?

It's been five years since I started trying to win over Zachary Pierce. I even went so far as to have a child through IVF, hoping it would finally make him care. But no matter what I do, I can never reach 100 percent affection from him. It always stays at 99 percent. Sometimes it even drops lower. One day, exhausted and aching, I go looking for him. As I reach his room, I hear laughter coming from inside. "She still hasn't figured out the egg wasn't even hers. The moment the baby was born, Zach's affection score for her dropped to zero." "So what if she finds out? She should be grateful that her face looks so much like Yvonne's. Honestly, I'm done entertaining her. It's exhausting." At that moment, everything clicks. All the hope I've held onto, every sacrifice I've made, they were all just a joke. I turn away and say to the system, "End this for me. Send me to another world."

Lycan's are the superior species and the most powerful supernatural beings alive. They are faster, stronger, and much more powerful than an average wolf or a vampire. Logan Harris is a 27-year-old pure-blooded Lycan with alpha genes and so is his twin, Leo. Hera Wilson is a 21-year-old she-wolf. When she turns 18, she tried to run away from the called her pack. That's when she met Logan. Instead of her for trespassing, he protects her. He is one of those rare Lycans who has magical abilities. With his abilities, he casts a protection spell on Hera which leaves a mark near the nape of her neck. After 3 years, Logan and Hera meet again. But this time, she is his twin Leo's fiancee. Jealousy like he never experienced before begins to burn hot in his veins. .......... "Logan please let me go" Hera begs him. He is not touching her, but his proximity is making her body burn hotter than a live wire. "No. The moment you accepted my mark on your body is the moment you became mine. Stop this farce of a marriage. if you don't, I will. You know it will not be pretty once I step in" he warned her. "I like Leo. Why don't you understand that and move on? He is your brother" she protested with frustration. Logan erased the distance between their bodies until his lips are grazing hers. "You like him baby girl, but you love me. My mark would have been gone as soon as you got engaged to him if you love him. Leo is my brother, that's why I am protecting him from future heartache" he said looking straight into her eyes. ............ Whom will she choose? When the secrets about her mother begin to unravel, who will protect her?

He has made it crystal clear that I’m not to call him ‘boss’ except on certain occasions, like right now, when his dominating gaze carries a hint of playfulness. I can’t help but smile every time he gets like this, all lovey-dovey, but when he whispers in my ears asking me to go on an adventure with him, it is like an invitation to a forbidden feast and the thought sends a shiver down my spine which unlike you would think, is almost painful. Maybe this is because I have been on an adventure with him for as far as I want to recollect. My memories, if you peeked inside, would be overflowing with every moment with him, each one a brushstroke painted with his boldness and my, well, let’s call it a touch of recklessness. I now wear a souvenir, a mark etched onto my soul. It’s like a silent agreement, a reminder that our fates are tangled, intertwined like climbing vines. He’s the puppet master, my very own Mr. Strings, and every twist and turn of his whims gets woven into the fabric of my being. Maybe you find that hard to believe, like something out of a fairytale. But trust me, my darling, as I unravel the threads of our adventure, one by one, you’ll understand. With each turn and twist, you’ll find yourself hooked, a willing captive in the captivating narrative of our lives, possibly harnessed in the labyrinth of our love, where danger dances with delight, and fate is etched in the footprints of a love like no other. So buckle up, dear reader, for this isn’t a mere tale, it’s a thrill ride, a love song made of equal parts fear and freedom.

Grace read the content of the tweet with trembling lips, and a hoarse voice almost choking, or did she know why she could be like that, there was clearly a feeling of horror that ran through her body as she read the tweet. The tweet is "Thank you to my friends who have cursed at me, hopefully we will meet again letter. The path i take is God's way." For a moment the were silent, no one dared to make a sound. Their lips seemed to be sewn up hard to open, they look each other, it wasn't the vengeful it used to be, but one filled with horror. As if something was telling them that a terrible event had happend, let's just say it was a hunch.