Arti Tears

"Chris." The said man looked up at his mate and beta. One look,he understood what had happened. Without further ado,the man behind her walked out of the door closing it behind him. He stood up and stalked towards her. Grabbing her chin he said, "Darling, do you badly want to go outside and get taken by those men? They would sell you to a pimp house?! Why don't you just understand that I'm just trying to keep you safe?! Why can't you just stay here quietly?" Isabelle looked up into his eyes. He was taken aback by her boldness. No one ever dared to look into this eyes but it was to be expected after all, she was his mate. His equal. "What good is this place? At least out there, I won't be confined like a fucking prisoner! I so much hate this place. I can't breathe normally. It's all so suffocating! There's no one to keep me company, no phone no nothing. You as well, oh yeah, you treat me like I'm some disease that you'll contract if you get close to me. Like a plague! But don't you worry, cause I'm very happy with that behaviour. But at least just let me live my normal life. Why can't I just do that?!" She yelled tears trickling down her face. Chris who couldn't bear to see her cry moved his hands from her chin pulling her into his embrace. She fought against him for a while before she later calmed down and just sobbed into his cloth. "I'll let you go out. I'll give you my phone to use for the meantime. Just please stop crying." He whispered his voice breaking. He leaned to his table and took his phone sliding it into her pocket.

This is a story of identical twin brothers. Kim Jeon is the gentleman of the two. He is hardworking, kind, selfless and he is also engaged to the most beautiful woman who also happens to be a model. Kim Min Ho is the Playboy of the twins. He is lazy as hell, he loves partying and he is a typical womanizer but there is a twist here. He is also heart wrenchingly in love with his brother's fiancee and the whole Playboy persona he has going on is nothing but a facade to hide his true feelings. This story will offer you the most twisted love triangles, heartwarming moments between the brothers and the women who love them and a few tears here and there too.

“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.

The world humans once knew was now taken over by creatures who had fought and won control over it… The werewolves… Humans became slaves to their wrath, puppets to command and control, and sadly Marlie Barlowe was one of them. She hated werewolves with every bone that made up her body, just the thought of them disgusted her, so could you imagine the thought of actually breeding for them? She detested it, it repulsed her in more ways than just one. She preferred death than to give birth to one of them. But that night when she was tied naked against the unpainted concrete walls, she could do nothing but take what was dished out to her. She had fought back, cried and begged, but the man whose hand had ran along almost every crevice of her body had absolutely no heart. She could see the cruelty, the coldness in his eyes…her tears, the helpless little fight she put up; it was all appealing to him. And that made Marlie fear him. _ ~WARNING~ DARK THEMED ROMANCE~ READ WITH CAUTION~

Love is a hidden feeling that not everyone can feel immediately. Some love, at first sight, remains as hidden stories, few of those get into love tracks, while very few of them get success. If everyone understands the real meaning of it then there will be no failures or no one-sided love stories. Sometimes love can be formed by looking at their actions while few are layered as lust. Xavier Hunter, a 25-year-old successful CEO. He is 195cm tall(6 feet 5 inches) with masculine looks. His 8-pack abs will never fail in making girls drool over him but his eyes can scare anyone with a single glance. His aura is malignant and can make anyone shiver under his glare. Julia Parker is a 19-year-old girl. She is the perfect example of beauty and her graceful appearance can make anyone look at her again and again. Her captivating eyes are the most fascinating thing in her while her juicy lips make everyone desire to kiss her. Xavier gets lusts over Julia but she isn’t like other girls who go nuts over his handsomeness or for his money which makes Xavier get irritated and kidnap her. He wanted to make her his but his heart wrecks when he has seen her tears which makes him take a step back he wanted to make her his at any cost and starts torturing her. What’s the connection between Xavier and Julia? What's Xavier's past that made him like this? Will Julia give herself to Xavier? Or Will Xavier forcefully make Julia his or will he fall in love with her? To know more about their journey, come and join me. This story contains mature content, and twists that can make you overwhelmed with emotions, love, and many more.

"Why do you hate me so much, Maan" she asked hiccupping, hitting his chest. "I never said that" he said holding her hands. ____________________________________ "So, my Ita, how does it feels to be Mrs. Dutta," he asked holding her from behind while making eye contact in the mirror. "Best feeling in this world, Mr. Dutta" she replied kissing his cheek. ____________________________________ "I BLOODY ASKED YOU TO DO ONE THING BUT YOU CAN'T EVEN DO THAT!" he shouted slamming the wooden desk with his fists. "I am sorry, sir" she replied with tears welling up in her eyes. ____________________________________ "I will kill that man if I see him near you again" he said dangerously running his index finger from her forehead to neck. "W...why" she asked stammering. "Because you are mine"...

Prologue Nathan sat on the roof with a portrait in his hand. He has been looking at her portrait for the past hours and he is not ready to let go of it. He stared at the picture with a satisfied smile on his face. His Sadie! He just can't stop staring at her. She was really his sweet angel which portray the meaning of her name. Sadie! He hugged the portrait before dropping it. He picked up his drawing paper and pencil ready to sketch her beautiful face again. Every corner of his room has her picture, everything! And almost all his belongings too. His plates were designed with her picture, his phone pouch was her, his wrist band has her name. His private company is in her name, his box has her picture, his closet, just name it. The workers thought he's running mad, no one believed it's love except his family and of course, his personal guard. He smiled at nothing closing his eyes before starting the sketching. He's been stalking her ever since that faithful day they met , that faithful day she became his sweet angel. He knows her every moves, everything she does and how she's being treated in her own home . He turned his hand in a fist and his jaw tightened. The thougt of that does nothing but angers him. He wants to save her, he wants to take her out of that bondage but it's not yet time. She doesn't even recognize him, it will be insane to go ask her out for marriage when she doesn't know him . He's going to make them pay, watching his Sadie from a far distance seeing her in tears, seeing her lonely, seeing her sad and seeing her feeling unloved hurt his heart so much

When something is to happen, it will happen no matter what. There is always something good to seek and that is should be done. Moon Goddess never does us wrong when we never did anything wrong, it is just a matter of trust. Trust upon our moon goddess, no matter the tears, disappointment, hatred, and tough times you faced. Everything will be worth it. Losing a mate is the most dreadful moment in a life of a werewolf. Dying along with your mate is what is preferred when the situation occurs because the pain of it is worse than death and even more when you are helpless. And, as if it is not enough, you even lose your pup in between all of this. The only piece left with you of your mate. Facing such a situation only, will Devika be able to survive being left alone with no place to go and roam? What is she going to do? Will she be left with no place to go or her fate is already planned? Where Devika is going through her most dreadful situation, there is someone another who is going through the pressure of not only being the Alpha of the pack but to secure its future. The future he had planned of happiness but left with sorrow. Will the two souls drowning in the sea of grief be able to swim out of it? What if the moon goddess has something for them to look forward to? But the question here lies, who is he? Lets join the journey of Devika and this someone to know what is going to happen. THE JOURNEY OF HOW TWO BROKEN AND LOST SOULS WILL HEAL EACH OTHER. DISCLAIMER: NO, THIS IS NOT ANY USUAL CHOSEN MATE BOOK.

For eight years, I was James Carter's secretary and secret lover. Eight years of giving him my heart completely. I truly believed he loved me back - he was always tender and attentive when we were intimate, seemingly caring about my every need and desire. But then I overheard him telling others, "She's nothing but a stand-in, just someone to satisfy my physical needs when I'm bored. Did you really think I would marry her?" In that moment, I finally found the strength to let go and stop loving him. I handed in my resignation and walked away from it all. Yet after my whirlwind marriage to someone else, why did he suddenly start searching for me desperately across the city? Now he's here with tears in his eyes, claiming I'm the one he truly loves? Wasn't I just his convenient replacement all along?

The evening wind and tranquility wiped away all the chaos that had been filling my mind for the preceding few days. It felt as though I had been granted a second opportunity at life, akin to that of a newborn kid. I'd always wanted to feel that way for so long, and that night was a very captivating time for me to begin with. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the breeze brush against my skin as I relived all the horrific events that had occurred. All the turmoil that seemed to escape reappeared in an instant. Tears rush down my cheeks as I feel my body shudder as a dreadful understanding dawns on me. It feels as if every second of my existence has been squandered, and as if the sense of despair and worry has taken over the little strand of sanity that exists for me as it pours through my veins and fills my spirit to the core. "You've got this. All you have to do is think that you can," I said to myself persuasively. "You can't, you just can't. You'll never be able to do it, and you'll have to live with the repercussions for the rest of your life," a familiar voice said. My senses begin to be overpowered by numbness. And with that, I realized I could not go away. The reality that this is my fate hits me like a ton of bricks. As I stretched out to wipe away all my tears, I felt thick moisture on my fingers and was terrified to find blood instead of tears. I felt as if my world was spinning before I could even scream. Then, all of a sudden, darkness crept inside me. And eventually sends me to oblivion.