Arti Oge

As a child, an innocent, our imaginations run wild. We pretend to be knights or princess', magicians or mythical creatures. Then as we age our imagination is tamed by the laws of science and everything we are taught to believe as truth. We as a race of humans can not fly or wield a wand. Dragons and mermaids don't exist. Fire burns, ice freezes, what goes up must come down. These are but a few of the truths that exist in our world, but like so many others they are false. My world was turned upside down on my 21st birthday, everything that was a truth turned out to be a lie. The world we live in, isn't what we believed it to be. My name is Alexi Drovnic, and this is my story.

I've been overlooked by the Lawson family a hundred times over. On birthdays, they only ever get a cake for my sister, Jocelyn Lawson. When I'm sick, I lie alone in a hospital bed while they fuss around her. I tell myself to tough it out and be a good daughter, but no amount of my endurance ever earns me a drop of their favor. On my wedding day, I think I'll finally get my moment to shine, at least for once. But I'm wrong. My parents, my brother, and even my fiance—Felix Wright, the head of a mafia empire—abandon me to attend Jocelyn's graduation ceremony. They leave me standing alone at the altar, enduring the guests' whispers and pitying glances. But Felix just throws me a cold line. "It's just a wedding. We'll make it up another day." It's not the first time. At our engagement party, Jocelyn whimpers about a stomachache, and he rushes her to the hospital without a flicker of hesitation. I'm left to smile through gritted teeth, making excuses to a room full of guests. That's the moment it hits me. To them, I'll always be the spare. So, I walk away. I pack my bags and carry a secret with me—the child growing inside me. This time, I'm done waiting for their scraps of affection. I'm starting a new chapter in my life, for me and my baby.

“You’re mine, Lily. I don’t care about your age or your past. You belong to me now.” William looked deep into my eyes with that smoldering stare, and I melted into his arms as his lips pressed down on my neck. It no longer mattered that he was old enough to be my father, or that he was my friend’s dad. All that mattered was that he was about to consume me. And I would let him. *** In the world of art and love, Lily and William's passionate journey unfolds. As Lily's paintings captivate the globe, their love is tested by a vengeful ex-wife and a dangerous art thief. Together, they navigate fame, deception, and the power of their shared dreams. A gripping tale of resilience and the bond between two hearts, will their love survive the shadows threatening to consume them? Billionaire Daddy’s Little Artist is created by Scarlett Rossi, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

Jae Lee woo tried to be the diligent and hard-working good guy. He studied hard, did his best to make his family proud, and not get into trouble, but when he saw a girl being taken advantage of, he had to intervene. He had been tricked, sentenced to 10 years in jail and framed for a crime he never committed, all was lost. If his life was over he would take those who ruined his life with him Suddenly he opens his eyes again. He is not dead, but alive in the body of the Jae Lee woo of a different world. This Jae Lee woo had been killed as trash of cultivation. This world where the strong had no regard for human life and would kill freely if they had the strength. Called “trash” and thrown away, with vengeance in his heart he will rise to new heights opposing the will of heaven and earth. “Do not judge others in ignorance within my presence. Those who think to harm someone should be ready to be harmed. Those who are open and respectful shall receive my kindness and respect. Those who plot against me are seeking their own death. This is true, for I am death… I am Jae Lee woo”. . . . .

I always had it all. I never expected for everything to change after only one night. One second I'm out having fun and the next I'm knee deep in crap with only a boy I just met to help me see it through.

ML Seeing her after fucking seven years, I was stunned. I can't believe my eyes, she is here infront of me ALIVE. I am not letting her this time. FL After leaving him, I decided to restart my life, finally everything was getting on track again but I met him again after seven years. I can still feel my heart in my throat. _____ Aura a Twenty-six year old girl lives in LA. In some accident she confronts her longtime ex-boyfriend as she tries to run away from her feelings and him, she finds herself spending time with him. Rejecting him again this time, she tries to distance herself away from him but it was not possible when they both have a mutual friend group. But sabestine, this time asked her to be friends and she agreed. Agreeing to be his friend, Aura finds her to be with him everywhere and Aura’s bestfriend getting married. In all the marriage drama, the distance between them falls apart as they find love in each other again. Dealing with past issues as they move towards each other. Will Destiny work in their favour? Or will they go their separate ways again? It's all the questions hanging to the end.

On the day of Zephyr’s art exhibition, I saw people stand around a portrait of myself. My cheeks were flushed, and I was bare. My posture was the one we used in bed last week for fun. Zephyr even got the mole on my chest right. As people stared at me mockingly, I demanded, “Why did you do this to me?” He was unbothered. “It’s not as if I asked you to sleep with someone else.” But he did let people see how I looked when I was having an intimate moment with my own boyfriend! “It’s just a painting. Why are you being so petty?” I was stunned by the mockery in Zephyr’s gaze. Then, I called my assistant. “I’m attending the international art festival as the organizer.”

Zu Weihnachten wollte mein Schwager unbedingt nach Hawaii in den Urlaub – also beschloss ich, dass die ganze Familie gemeinsam dorthin reist. Kaum hatte die beste Freundin meines Mannes davon erfahren, bestand sie darauf, mit ihrem Kind mitzukommen. Mein Mann zögerte keine Sekunde, kaufte sofort Flugtickets für sie – aber erklärte mir, ich solle das ganze Gepäck mit dem Auto nachfahren. Ich hatte gehofft, der Rest der Familie würde zu mir halten. Aber nein – alle anderen unterstützten seine Entscheidung. Na gut. Wenn das so ist, dann gehen wir eben getrennte Wege. Doch auf einmal bekam seine ganze Familie Angst…

La saga à plus de 2 millions de lectures sur WattpadSurvivante, voilà ce qui la caractérise aujourd’hui. Après avoir échappé à une mort certaine, le constat est lourd. Evalina doit faire face à la perte de sa famille dans des circonstances épouvantables.Mystérieux, est l’avenir qui s’ouvre à elle. Sauvée miraculeusement des flammes par le Leader énigmatique des Surnaturels, ce dernier la transporte dans un monde dont elle ignore l’improbable existence. Combattante, elle devra le devenir. Evaline va se voir confier la tâche de sauver un monde qu’elle ne connaît pas. Mais lorsque l'esprit de la jeune fille est hanté par un Surnaturel qu'elle aimerait détester, que sa profonde nature explose au grand jour et qu'elle se découvre un goût pour le chaos, la tâche devient encore plus complexe qu'elle ne l'était déjà.Dans ce monde, rien n'est ce qu'il semble paraître. Qui est la Démone, et quels secrets dissimule-t-elle ? Que renferme la création du royaume ?...

Leah, Logan’s adopted sister, threw a tantrum at our first engagement party, an episode of her pup dependency anxiety. But after that night, I gave him an ultimatum: if he couldn’t bond me before I turned thirty, he’d have to choose—me or Leah. Logan believed I’d never walk away. After all, I was bonded by my dying mother’s last wish: to be bonded with the werewolf warrior who’d loved me for ten years. Ten years together. Twelve promises that he’d keep Leah in line. And then came my twenty-ninth birthday—our thirteenth engagement party. Leah locked me in a restroom, stole my gown, and stood beside Logan in my place. She was smiling, glowing, claiming everything that was mine. When I finally stepped out, my gown was tattered. I confronted Logan, but he only said, “Alison, forgive her. I promise, this is the last time.” I looked at the torn gown my mother had sewn through sickness and pain… and I laughed. Logan sighed in relief, thinking I’d let it slide again. But I didn’t. I turned and walked away without a word. After a decade together, he thought I belonged to him. Well, he was wrong. He didn’t know that there was someone else who could give me happiness and fulfill my mother’s wish.