Beyond Worthy

Growing up with a single dad and three older brothers, Sabrina mastered the law of manipulation towards men. She knew how to get under their skin, make them fall for her schemes and many more. Just a week after getting her license as a lawyer, she applied for a position at Denver, Colorado's best law firm but to get in she had to get the biggest client in the city at the moment to prove that she's worthy of the position and that's when Shawn Turner came into the Story. Shawn is the CEO of his dad's multi-billion real estate company. Despite his success, his rivals somehow found a way to destroy him by deceiving the legal system and that's how he got Sabrina to fight for his company's case after a year of failed ongoing trials. Shawn and Sabrina used to be “old one-night stand buddies” and working with someone who you used to have a one-night stand with can get quite tensed, but the tension only rose up when Shawn also unexpectedly hired Sabrina's ex to work with her to fix his company's case, and everything just went out of control when Shawn too, finds himself falling for this manipulative blonde when her ex, and let's not even mention the fact that he's working with them too, is also attempting to get her back after 12 years.

Troubled and distressed that her parents wanted her to marry someone she doesn't even know, Dalmi caught herself swimming on the sea of liquors. She thought of one thing: To breach her parents' order by following her peers' prank: Get impregnated by the perilous, snobbish man of her fallen daydreams, Casimir Thompson. It was insane. He couldn't even lay his eyes on her and it was beyond impossible. But Casimir was the only man she wanted. She swore to herself that she'd rather get impregnated with someone she desired rather than a stranger. Will she be able to ran away from her ill-fated marriage? Will this prank be successful or will it gone wrong?

Mira POV .... " He's" a Famous Billionaire celebrity I could never have him." Mira lives quietly under the cruelty of her stepmother, carrying dreams she knows she’s not allowed to have. Her only escape is the voice of De.King a billionaire celebrity adored by the world but unreachable to someone like her. When fate brings them into the same space, Mira learns that loving him could destroy her, while De.King discovers that the girl he shouldn’t notice is the only one who sees him beyond fame. In a world ruled by power, status, and secrets, their love becomes the only one thing they were never meant to have.

Alpha Evan Scott, who once loved me beyond all reason, stopped loving me overnight. Because he had chosen the wrong wolf. What he never realized was that, on that very same day, I awakened too. If, in his eyes, I was nothing but an imposter who had occupied Julia Lawson's place for all these years, then it was time to return what was never meant to be mine. I followed fate's design all the way to my death. Only after that did Evan sink to his knees beside my corpse, his cries filled with unbearable regret. At last, I remembered. The truth was, he had come for me.

Lizzie Lee married Nathan Hall, and there were rumors he had a woman he loved deeply for years. He had been the one to hold Lizzie’s hand and take her to city hall to file their marriage license, and he was the one who told her his old flame meant nothing to him anymore. After three years of marriage, she thought that as long as she stayed gentle and compliant, she could warm his heart. Until that day, for the sake of his old flame, Nathan robbed her father of his last chance to survive and even brought his mistress to his father’s funeral. Lizzie looked at him and said, “I’m done. I want a divorce.” After the divorce, everyone waited to see her become a joke. But not long after, she was revealed to be the internationally renowned painter “Rose,” the long-lost daughter of a powerful family, and the lead on a major national art project. Her talent was undeniable, and she gradually became a star he could never reach. The man who once couldn’t even be bothered to look at her knelt in regret. “Liz, I was wrong. Come back, alright? I’ll treat you and your child well.” Yet another arm wrapped around Lizzie’s slender waist, drawing her in as he brushed a kiss against her flushed ear, his voice low with quiet possession. “Who else could be worthy of you but me?”

I was diagnosed with stomach cancer and needed a total gastrectomy. My husband, who was hailed as a rising star in the medical field, personally performed the surgery on me. However, after the operation, my health only worsened. He told me that the cancer had spread too quickly, and there was no hope left. It was not until I accidentally came across a hidden medical report and a massive insurance policy that I learned the truth—I never had stomach cancer. Not only had he removed my stomach, but he had also taken my uterus. Desperate, I confronted him, asking why he did that to me. He held his mistress in his arms, looking at me with disgust as he said, "If your father weren't the director, do you think I would've married you? You're not even worthy of being in the same room as Mabel. After one more surgery to remove your stomach, I'll be promoted to chief physician. "Didn't you claim to love me so much? I'm just using your body to help me and Mabel get ahead... I'm doing you a favor." Then, he and his mistress threw me off the building, making it look like a suicide. When I opened my eyes again, I had gone back to the day of my stomach surgery.

Seven years in the Litha Pack's dungeons couldn't break Lyra Odwolf's Huhhh, but discovering her mate might just shatter her heart. Released from prison for crimes she didn't commit, Lyra returns to a world that has forgotten her pain. The Litha Pack destroyed her family, framed her for treason, and stole seven years of her life. Now she was supposed to bow down to the very wolves who ruined her. But fate had other things in store for her, Kael Maxmus, heir to the alpha who imprisoned her, is her destined mate. His father demands he reject the weak wolf who could never be worthy of their bloodline. Yet the mate bond burns between them, impossible to deny. When Lyra discovers that Damon Maxmus, Kael's uncle, locked away and cursed for years, is also her mate, everything changes. Her rare blood holds the power to heal his curse, but it comes with a price that could destroy them all. Because the man she's meant to save is the same monster who murdered her parents. In a world where pack loyalty means everything and second chances are earned with blood, Lyra must choose between revenge and redemption, between the mate who betrays her and the one who destroyed her, between the power to heal and the need to destroy. Some bonds are written by the moon goddess. Others are forged in blood and betrayal.

“Wolves of Crescent moon pack, I’ve found my mate and your future Luna. But, she’s not worthy to be your Luna and my mate therefore I’ll do the needful.” He paused and glared at her. “I Nicholas Curtis, son of Alpha Jason Curtis, reject you Andrea Carlson as my mate and future Luna.” He said without any remorse and I gasped. Everything changed for Andrea Carlson when she was mated to the Alpha’s son. Her mate Nicholas Curtis rejected her instantly when he found out she was his mate, he didn’t want a wolf-less mate or an omega. Her heart shattered instantly and begrudgingly accepted the rejection, due to some circumstances, she was banished and made rogue. She resigned herself to a life of misery in the dark forest were she would be killed. But as she left the pack, fate took pity on her and gave her a second chance mate, a dangerous and most feared Alpha who didn’t want a mate, but Dante knew he simply can’t let her go because of his wolf. Andrea did all she could to make Dante love and accept her as his mate and not a ‘betrayal’, with everything happening Andrea discovers sinister plots at her old pack and fights for what was hers to change her life for good. Can Andrea fights the evil ahead of her and finally find happiness with her second chance mate?

My father suffered a heart attack and collapsed. Emergency treatment required the installation of a cardiac stent. I asked my husband to approve an expense of 10 thousand dollars for the surgery. Cameron Lister, the CEO, refused coldly, "The company and family accounts have been frozen recently because of a major project. Your father has medical insurance, so just use a cost-effective domestic stent for now." He was the sole administrator of all the bank cards in my family. His reply made me sorrowfully realize something. Even though I was a genius architectural designer with an annual income of 600 thousand dollars, I was still not worthy of choosing a better life-saving device for my own father. It was a Twitter post forwarded by a colleague, freshly and gleefully posted by the company intern Wendy. [Cameron is so nice. I just said I liked painting, and he gave me a million dollars to organize an art exhibition. I love him so much!] I looked at my father lying on an extra bed in the hospital corridor, groaning in pain, and then looked at the photo of them sweetly embracing each other. I finally understood that Cameron had perhaps never truly loved me. He had only treated me as a stepping stone for his soaring career, and as a tool for him to exploit without limits. 'If this is what you want, Cameron, then don't blame me for being ruthless,' I said inwardly.

My boyfriend, Karl Boone, was one of the adopted sons my father took in. Before he left, he vowed solemnly, "If I lose this battle, I'm not worthy of marrying you. And if I win, I'll rent out Disneyland and throw a grand wedding for you." I tore up all the marriage contracts from the local noble heirs and waited for him for two full years. But when he returned, he knelt before my father, with a pregnant woman hiding behind him. "I'll sacrifice everything I gained overseas to marry Karen," he said, shielding the woman. "She's innocent and fragile, having suffered through hardships in the slums. She's not like Tabitha, who has had everything from birth." My father's gaze swept over me, and the entire room fell silent. Everyone knew that when I lost my temper, I could tear down the house and make them pay dearly. But instead, I greeted the woman with a sweet smile. "Hi there." That night, I closed my eyes and picked one of the blind boxes containing names of potential suitors. As luck would have it, I picked Karl's arch-enemy. On our wedding day, Karl barged in wearing a bomb strapped to his body. "Tabitha, if you dare marry him, we'll die together!"