And After The Fire A Novel

My twin sister died on her 18th birthday. She died of respiratory failure in a dark corner of a hotel after being raped. Her dearest friend, Joanne Lowe, whom she always cared for and supported, turned around and anonymously spread photos of my sister being raped. I then slowly ruined the face which had so badly wanted to replace my sister with a knife. With blood everywhere, I cradled Joanne's face as if it were a piece of art and said, "My beloved sister is gone, and you people who harmed her won't be let off so easily."

She was the Heiress to a multi-million dollar company, he was the heir to a multi-billion dollar bronze Empire. In their five years of marriage she gave him everything, but all she got in return was a cheating and assaulting husband. When she walked in on him and saw him and her boyfriend in an intimate position, she was done being the good wife, she presented him with a divorce papers and left the country. Five years later, she's back with two gorgeous daughter, and was now the president's youngest wife At the sunshot campaign, he bumped into her with her two gorgeous daughter "Mummy, daddy is staring at us" One of her daughters pointed at him with her tiny finger.

Chloe finds out she has been betrothed to the eldest son of the Benjamin’s family, a very influential family in America since she was a child, and it made her extremely angry. She has always been an obedient and dutiful daughter who always put her parents’ wishes before hers since she could remember, and feeling rebellious in her own way, she decides to do something for herself for once. And so, Chloe ends up in a club, which led to her having a one night stand with a hot, dark stranger. Chloe was happy to pretend that night never happened, if she hadn’t realized she was pregnant – a week to the date of her scheduled wedding. Nothing was more shocking for Chloe when fate leads her to her dark stranger once again, and he turns out to be the younger brother of whom she was supposed to be getting married to. That leads to Chloe being forced into a marriage with the father of her child, Nathan– who detests the thought of marriage to begin with. Would the contract marriage and a baby be enough to hold them together?

Ye Fan has five beautiful masters. First Master, Luo Qingcheng, is the Supreme Martial Arts Master with unparalleled power. Second Master, Mo Qinxin, is a peerless medical fairy who can bring the dead back to life. Third Master, Leng Wuqian, is an unrivaled god of killing, decisive and ruthless. Fourth Master, Qian Zhitong, is the head of the merchant guild, wealthy beyond measure. Fifth Master, Shangguan Wan, is the master of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, who knows everything under the heavens. Five years ago, on his wedding night, Ye Fan's wife, Lin Miaomiao, dug out his heart and left him in a mass grave. To avenge the heart-digging betrayal, Ye Fan became the disciple of five beautiful masters, learning medical skills and martial arts, and he finally got endless power! Hey Bitch! It's my turn!

Jasmine Wembley was born an Omega…the lowest rank, a nobody. Left to fend for herself in a world where power is law, she used the only tools she had: her body, her charm, and a mind sharper than any wolf’s claws. Branded a whore by her pack, Jasmine carved her way into the dens of powerful men, stealing secrets from pillows and whispers. But her endgame was never just survival…it was domination. When Alpha Roger Fitzgerald, the most feared and untouchable leader, takes notice of her, she sees a doorway into power. But Roger is not a man easily swayed…especially not by a woman the pack sees as disposable. Their connection burns hot, violent, and forbidden. As desire turns into a dangerous game, enemies emerge from the shadows….rival Alphas, jealous pack members, and a hidden bloodline that could change everything. She’s not just playing for Luna. She’s playing for the throne. She must seduce the Alpha, rule the pack… or die trying.

When I was discharged from the psychiatric hospital, my brother and sister-in-law dropped everything to personally pick me up. Even my nephew, who had just finished his college entrance exams, arrived with a box of carrot cake he had waited in line all day to buy. His warm smile was the picture of innocence. “Auntie, congratulations on your discharge. With me here, you’ll never feel lonely again.” To outsiders, we were the perfect family—envied by all and even awarded the title of a local model family. But behind the facade of family bliss lay a very different story. On the very day my brother transferred the last of the family properties to me, I went live on social media. In front of an audience that idolized my so-called perfect family, I boasted about my "accomplishments." I conned my nephew into paying for a spot at an elite school, duped my sister-in-law into stepping into a scandalous club, and tricked my brother into losing everything he had worked for. “My brother has treated me with nothing but kindness. And I can only repay his kindness with betrayal.”

“Congratulations, Miss Santillan. You are six weeks pregnant.” Nanigas si Marga sa kinatatayuan niya habang nakatitig lang sa doktor. Bumaba ang paningin niya sa prenatal examination report. Napapikit siya at napahawak sa kaniyang tiyan. “B-Buntis ako…” mahinang sabi niya. Hindi niya maintindihan ang kaniyang nararamdaman. Mas nangibabaw pa rin ang takot sa kaniya na baka malaman ni Brandon ang tungkol sa kaniyang pagbubuntis. *** “Kinakabahan ka ba?” Binuhay ni Brandon ang makina ng sasakyan. “Kung palagi kang ganito sa tuwing kausap mo ako, iisipin ko talaga na buntis ka, Marga.” Napalunok ng maraming beses si Marga. Mas lalo lang siyang kinakabahan. Pinagpapawisan na rin siya kahit na malakas naman ang aircon. “Kung totoong buntis ako, ano ang gagawin mo?” Napakagat-labi siya pagkatapos niyang bitawan ang mga katagang ‘yon. “You will raise the child alone, Marga. Kahit isang piso ay wala kang makukuha sa akin.”

One week after my death, my husband, Christopher Ford, was making love on our bed with his one true love. His face showed pure satisfaction. "Finally, I don’t have to deal with that bar hostess anymore." Later, he held my belongings, weeping with regret. "Phoebe, why haven’t you come back?" It seemed he had forgotten that he had already pushed me to my death that night. I was forced to donate my bone marrow to his one true love, and I died, along with our unborn child.

My son was kidnapped by rogue wolves during training. Ethan used all his connections as Beta to finally locate him in an abandoned hunting lodge. When I burst through the door, Tyler was already lying on the ground. His chest was a bloody mess, his heart ripped out completely. I chased after the rogue wolves like a mad she-wolf, desperate to retrieve his heart, but I was too late. Unable to bear the devastation, I collapsed and fell from the cliff edge. Ethan carried me to the pack healer's den, his face deathly pale. Before the healing ritual began, he gripped my hand tightly, his voice trembling: "Serena, you can't give up. Our son is already gone. I can't lose you too..." But when I regained consciousness, I found an anonymous text message on my phone. I opened it and heard a recording. "Beta Gray, you have already found another heart donors. Why specifically choose young Tyler? He's so young, and he's your son..." "He was just a tool to save Lucas. I raised him all these years—taking one heart isn't too much to ask, is it?" "Besides, the pack healer said a blood relative's heart has the smallest chance of rejection. Lucas is mine and Vivian's life. I can't bear to see him suffer even a little." My entire body shook violently. I could barely hold the phone. The man who repeatedly claimed to love me was the murderer who killed my son for his illegitimate child with his mistress. The marriage I thought was happy was nothing but an elaborate deception.

He smirked, knowing he was on the winning side. "So it's a done deal for three months?" He raised his eyebrows, putting his hand forth for a handshake. I looked at the long fingers and perfectly aligned nails and then at his patient face. Sighing to myself I my own hand into his and ignored the tingles that flowed through every nerve as his fingers curled around my hand and shook it lightly. "Yeah three months." "Goodnight then." He winked, removing his hand from mine and turned to walk away. "Hey wait!" I called out, suddenly remembering something. "You don't have my number." "What makes you think that? I have my ways Smith." And with one last wink I saw him take a turn and disappear from my sight. I let out a long breath, leaning on the nearby wall. Looks like I just made a deal with the Devil. * A sarcastic girl, a cocky guy. Throw in some mystery, murder, filthy jokes, wonderful friends, tons of kisses, secrets, surprises, eye-rolls and a killer on run. And you have got yourself a story never read before. ***So grab a cup of hot chocolate, some chips and a warm blanket and get ready to laugh, cry and bite your lip in anticipation. Enjoy!!