A Walk To Remember

I woke up to the morning sun shining dimly into my room, directly into my face. The feeling of a rough hand resting lightly on my stomach, I turn over and my eyes widen with shock. How the hell did my Chief end up in my bed? What did I do last night? I tried my hardest to remember what all went down at the mandatory command picnic… I remember going out to a bar outside of base. I remember dancing, after running into a friend from my previous command, that left a year after I got there, because she got transferred to a new command. I remember her buying me shots, to celebrate our reunion and working together again. But then everything went blank….

I knock on the door, heart pounding like it always does when I’m about to see him. “Come in,” Justin’s voice calls—cool, smooth, and frustratingly calm. I take a deep breath and walk in, holding the folder tightly. “Here’s the report you requested, sir.” He doesn’t even glance at me. Just keeps typing, his expression unreadable. “You’re late,” he says without missing a beat. I clench my jaw. “There was a delay at the printer—” “No excuses, Joanna. Just do better next time.” Ouch. Professional and cold. As always. I nod, ignoring the sting in my chest. “Yes, sir.” I turn to leave, gripping the doorknob—just one more second and I’ll be out of this weird tension-filled office— “Wait.” I freeze. I turn around slowly. “Yes?” Justin stands now, walking toward me. In his hand, a familiar brown paper bag. He holds it out. “You didn’t have lunch.” I blink. “I’m fine.” “You skipped breakfast too. Eat.” I hesitate. “What is it?” “Chicken pesto. No onions.” My breath catches. He still remembers? “Why are you doing this?” I ask quietly. He shrugs, not meeting my eyes. “I just… remember things.” My fingers brush his as I take the bag. Warmth. Stupid warmth that shouldn’t still feel this familiar. Then, he looks at me—really looks at me. “You shouldn’t skip meals… wife.” Silence. My chest tightens. “Don’t call me that.” But my voice is too soft to sound convincing. I walk out before I say something I’ll regret. His words echo in my mind like a dangerous lullaby. Cold one second. Kilig the next. God… he’s still him. And that’s exactly the problem.

One drunken mistake, one signed contract. And now, Noelle has to spend one year in the billionaire’s bed. Noelle's world comes crumbling when she walks into her boyfriend of three years fucking her best friend. Betrayed by her ex and suffocated by her parents’ demands, she takes her mother's advice , a blind date with a match she found on a dating app. Noelle walked into a bar looking for revenge, what she found instead was Damian Blackwood: sin in a tailored suit, the man every tabloid loved to hate. A night of whiskey and bad decisions ended with neon lights, a priest’s collar, and a marriage certificate she doesn’t remember signing. Now, she’s Mrs. Blackwood,and the billionaire isn’t letting her walk away. Damian offers her everything she thought she wanted: freedom from her family, payback against her ex, and more money than she’s ever dreamed of. But in exchange, he wants a polished wife on his arm,and a submissive partner in his bed. Noelle thought she was making a deal. Instead, she signed herself into his world of power, pleasure, and rules she never knew existed. And the fine print? It might ruin her, or awaken a desire she can’t escape.

"Do I make you wet, Catherine?" ******* She was the girl he never forget and he was the boy she couldn't remember. Catherine Meyer's life has been that of mystery, she couldn't remember anything from her childhood except for the ones she was told. At seventeen she was already living with an uncle she doesn't remember, when her uncle was transferred to New York she had to start at a new school. Her first day in Riverside High School was something she would always remember: She was claimed by a boy she doesn't even know, worst past is... She was attracted to him immediately she saw him.

what the hell ?? where am I?? I couldn't see straight with all my dizziness.My legs refusing to move,trembling with no energy left in my body... All I could remember was his angry blood shot eyes before darkness engulfed me......,,, I was returning from my office..A car blocked my way and I know whose car it is.Climbing down the car ,he came near me. "come Riya.I'll drop you." "Move." I shouted and tried to walk past him..suddenly he grabbed my hand and stopped me.He would've never expected this reply from me. "what did you just say ? " He asked anger evident in his voice. "I'm tired of you .I'm tired of being your obedient doll " I said clenching my teeth. "You are mine and you'll do whatever I say." He said anger rising in his every word. "Stop claiming me like a possession akshay.I'm not a thing to claim as yours.My parents has fixed my wedding with someone else.so I'M NOT YOURS." That is my last sentence.With one hard slap on my face, i fainted and I don't remember anything after that except for his blood shot eyes...,,,, With head spinning I closed and opened my eyes to Clear my vision to see Akshay sitting in the chair next to my bed on which I'm lying . "Don't worry baby girl.You are safe.Your parents cant marry you to anyone now.I brought you far away from the..Far away from everyone.." Akshay's voice dashed my ears ! whattttt?? am I kidnapped?? Did Akshay kidnap me?? This is the story of a beautiful girl Riya,who comes from a conservative middle class family and Akshay , who is one and only son of the most powerful politician and business man of the country ...Will Akshay's obsession destroy Riya's life or Will it be the new beginning? Read and find out, lovelies :)

A tragic love story of a happily married couple; when Nicholas lost his memory due to an accident at work, Reign does all she can to help him remember who is she. But it isn't so easy, because his family and a controlling ex try all they can to keep the two apart. Can Reign help Nicholas remember?

Alexa had a one night stand with a mafia boss. she was too drunk to remember the events that occured that night. All she could remember was that she had gone to clear her head at the club, and the rest was history. meanwhile, the mafia boss who took her innocence, was head over heels in love with her, and was determined to make her his own.

RATED 18 This is NOT your regular puppy love Christmas story, fit for a casual road trip with friends/family. This book contains extreme s****l contents, every chapter another opportunity to dr*p your pants, and mindlessly daydream about the first time you got laid out of your senses. If this isn't your vibe, pick up another book this instant. But if you're ready to walk this sin with Lilian, who had thought all her life that she hated men until she arrived at her best friend's house to spend Christmas. Sit tight, watch the scenes roll out. Remember, don't scream too loud. *** I never knew I could crave a man this hard, until I agreed to spend the Christmas break at Sonia's, my best friend I wouldn't even trade for gold. "I have two daddies. Surprise!" her voice had trailed off with every other sound as I beheld my forbidden desires. The surprise isn't that Sonia had been brought up by gay fathers and I knew nothing about it until now , the surprise is: Why was I m**ning my soul out in the middle of the night of Christmas, at the mercy of Sonia's supposedly gay daddies while she slept downstairs. I continued to be consumed bare and r*w, and that was the best Christmas present ever.

เพราะสายเลือดไม่มีทางเปลี่ยนแปลงได้ แต่เขาจะเลือกที่จะปฏิเสธหรือยอมรับมัน! แอรอน ทายาทอันดับสองของ Lone walk Pack จะทำอย่างไรเมื่อหนึ่งในสองทางเลือกนั้น กลับเป็นสิ่งที่ใครบางคนตามหา

I can't remember my life before 16 after I was hit by a truck. I only remember two letters Ki and I'm convinced it's what I was called before the accident. Google could not help with the narrow search because all the names I have tried don’t sound familiar. I have spent ten years trying to remember and failing. I have a lot of questions with no one to answer them for me. I fear my life must have been meaningless because no one came looking for me and worst of all the trail of my identity went cold. Every search came out as a dead end it was as if I never existed. I have a question that runs in my head over and over, but it feels pointless because even the police could never solve the mystery. Authors NoteCheck out my interview with good novel https://tinyurl.com/y58samxv