Blankly Stare

I was sitting at the police station. My landlord scolded me harshly and pointed at my nose. Out of nowhere, my mother called and berated me mercilessly. “Chloe went to your place and disappeared! Did you lose her?!” “I know you’ve had grudges against me and your brother all these years, but how could you take it out on your niece?” In my previous cycle, when my mother told me Chloe was missing, I panicked and searched for her everywhere. Instead of helping, my mom and brother’s entire family dragged me to court without hesitation. I could not understand it. Chloe disappeared on her way to my place. How was that my fault? I begged the police to clear my name and review all the surveillance footage in the city. But the footage showed Chloe arriving at my door that day, and I opened the door for her. After that, she was gone, as if she had vanished into thin air. I stared blankly at the footage of her hopping cheerfully into my apartment. I had no way to explain myself. My sister-in-law lost it. She was convinced I had killed Chloe and threw boiling oil at my face in a fit of rage. I ended up in the hospital. I was disfigured and completely crushed, both physically and emotionally. No matter how hard I tried, I could not recall ever opening the door for Chloe. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Chloe disappeared.

"You don't spare me even when I'm in my menstrual period", Taapur said and covered her small body with the blanket. "Blood is Red and Red is my favourite colour. The enchanting scent of your period makes me insane enough to take you again and again", Abhimanyu said as he wore his clothes without even sparing a glance to her. Taapur sat there blankly but her eyes held immense pain in them. "It's proof that YOU'RE TAKEN & ALL MINE", Abhimanyu said in a Kingly direct tone as His face was still expressionless and when turned around, He found her glossy eyes staring back at his black cold eyes. This book is a Dark-Desired Obsessive Story of THE KING, Anti Hero Predator and Candy- His Queen, Not Submissive Prey. King's eyes are magical, powerful and intoxicating. Queen is like a butterfly caught in his net, unable and unwilling to escape.. King's Dark Obsession leads them to the aisle and tied them in a bond name marriage. Unaware of KING's Dark Obsessive Desires, Queen fell in love with him but What will happen when she will know the dark hidden side of the King's heart and his obsessive desire? She knows that she belongs to Him, only to him. But she never knew when She becomes his Obsession that make her unable to breath. What will King do when he will find that his Queen is trying to leave him or someone trying to steal his Queen? Will the height of crimson passion and scarlet Obsession break them apart or The King will fight to the world only for his Queen?

I had been married to Derek for six years, and we had a three-year-old son. He was poor, earning only $2,000 a month, but I had no complaints; I took care of everything at home for him. After getting dinner on the table for the whole family, I finally had a minute to check my phone. A video popped up on my feed: a twenty-two-year-old girl from a rural area whose hands, roughened by years of hard labor, looked like they belonged to a sixty-two-year-old woman. I looked down at my own hands, just as worn and scarred, and stared at them blankly before tapping into the comments. I expected people to feel bad for her. However, to my surprise, the comments section was flooded with a single sentiment: "Why would anyone marry a penniless loser?" One of the top-liked comments came from a couple; in their photo, they were pictured holding hands—fingers tightly intertwined—with the girl sporting a massive diamond ring. The accompanying caption read: "A man who truly loves you would never bear to let you suffer." I felt a pang of envy. Given the choice, who wouldn't want a glamorous life? As I was about to close the app, I accidentally tapped on the couple's photo, enlarging it. In the background, previously too blurry to make out, was a face I recognized. It looked exactly like my husband, Derek Sterling. I froze, and almost against my will, I tapped into the account's profile. Post after post of lavish photos of them together flooded my screen. And then I saw him clearly. The scar above his brow, the one he got when a shelf fell on him while protecting me, was still plainly visible. It was my husband. It was Derek.

"I know you want me, cupcake!" His deep husky voice ignited the fire within me and I clutched into his shoulder for support, otherwise I knew I was going to fall anytime soon. "You desire me, not only emotionally but also physically!" The touch of his lips near my ear made me shiver in need. "You like it when I touch you, don't you?" He asked, touching my thigh with his warm hand, making me curl my toes. I wanted to scream at him how much I wanted him to fuck me like it was going to be his last fuck, how much hurt I get when I see him with his fiance, and how much I truly loved him. But I couldn't, I just couldn't get the guts to say it aloud because he was my step-uncle, he was a forbidden fruit for me which I could only stare at from afar. But I could see the determination in his eyes which was trying to tell me that he would do anything to break through the wall I have created around my heart. Before I could guess his next movement, in one swift motion, he tore my white shirt, taking me aback and I felt paralyzed like I couldn't even move an inch, I could only stare up at his dark desireful eyes. "Tonight, I will show you how much I desire you!" Oh shit! * When Dawn's mother got married into the influential Playford family after her father's demise, no one accepted her as a family member except the youngest heir, Hunter Playford who is cold as ice. She started trying her best to befriend him but can they become something more beyond their step relationship? * This book has no incest relationship, the leads are not related by blood.

“I hate you, Javier.” I seethed, with a glance at a nearby pond. I could stare at my reflection in the water. “I hate that you make me feel this way…” ︎︎︎ A prince, rumored to be the definition of darkness and danger itself. Shunned and hidden his whole life by his cruel father and evil step mother. His name is Javier Zapetero and he crosses path with his savior who sets him free. Maya Sanchez is her name and fate intertwines them in a contract marriage deal. After being taken by the dark prince, will the werewolves strike the Royal court? Can the sadistic prince find his light? The hero becomes reborn and dystopia, blood lust, a thirst for revenge, might just be the order of the day after he possesses a darkness that can destroy them all. Is his mate’s true inheritance, even more heart wrenching?

At an investor banquet, my fiancé Tanner Clarkson’s secretary, Willow Thorne, recklessly throws a glass of wine at an investor and hurls insults without thinking. In retaliation, the investor demands that Willow make it up to him with her body, or he'll pull his funding. To ensure the company's successful IPO, Tanner hands me a glass of spiked wine. Then, he pushes me to the investor, expecting me to extinguish his flames of rage. His eyes are filled with feigned hesitation as he says, "Willow isn't like you. She just graduated—she's pure and innocent. Stop fighting it, Kathy. I'll make it up to you once the company goes public." When I regain consciousness, I stare at the man across from me, my voice hoarse. "About that deal you mentioned... I'll sign it."

"Ashley, look at me!" The deep growl of his voice echoed through the forest as he clutched her with his sharp claws. Slowly, she raised her gaze, meeting the intense stare of his red, glowing eyes that seemed to pierce into her very soul. "You are mine, and only mine," he declared with possessiveness. ************************************************************* Ashley was a young woman, beautiful yet self-centered, with an unshakable confidence. Fearless, she embraced the human lifestyle, resenting her werewolf heritage, even though she had not yet experienced the transformation. From the time before she was born, Ashley had been destined to be the future mate of the Lycan prince, a betrothal she only learned about when she came of age, and it did not sit well with her. What will happen if Ashley refuses to accept this betrothal? Will she ever experience the transformation into a werewolf, and what awaits her when she discovers the truth about her real identity?

Preston High was supposed to be my chance at a better life. Instead, I’m the scholarship girl, the outsider everyone whispers about. Every hallway stare reminds me I don’t belong. I’ve spent my life surviving, not feeling. Love? I don’t even know what that means. Then Asher sees me, the quiet boy with kind eyes who makes me feel safe for the first time. But just as I start to breathe again, Adrian crashes in, the arrogant bad boy who rules the halls with his smirk and dares me to feel things I don’t understand. Two hearts. Two risks. One choice. Preston High is testing more than my strength… it’s testing my heart. And when the truth finally forces me to choose, one question remains: will I discover what it means to be loved, or will I lose myself trying?

Tears were flowing through her cheeks from her blood shot eyes. Sniffing painfully she sat on the edge of bed. Her tears filled eyes were stuck on the shattered photo frame which she throw out of anger and pain. It was their marriage photo frame, the same photo which she used to admire once. But now, the same photo disgusts her whenever she looks at it.It sometimes the things which gives you happiness, the same things can give you pain too. Their whole room is a mess, just like her life. Wiping her tears Koushalya looked at those torn dairy pages along with few photo lying on floor , in which her husband was kissing another women. Love was visible in his eyes, sad thing is the love wasn't for her, it was for another women. Nothing can be more painful then, knowing your loved one loved Someone else more than you. She trusted him wholeheartedly, and now when she found out his secret , he lost the trust which she had on him. Koushalya, blankly stared the floor, her mind was telling her to leave him but her heart was begging her to stay. Somewhere, between her mind and heart she lost herself, her soul. Will she ever able to find her lost soul in that dark world of Sanjiv ? **** Meet Koushalya, Women with passion and broad thinking. Everything was perfect about her until she met Sanjiv, who showed her how does it feels to die slowly without letting anyone know. Somewhere between her husband Sanjiv and the fear of society she lost her own self. Will she find herself again ? -- I, Aarti Shankar welcoming you all in life of koushalya. To know further read the story and leave a review/feedback after reading it.

Selena did not have a good life in her previous life. After her rebirth, she believed that her future life would be better than depending on others by relying on the mysterious spring water that she accidentally obtained and the skills she mastered to make perfumes, essential oils, and various balms. But why does Lucio, her ex fiancé, always stare at her? Is he still reflecting on what she said when she broke off the engagement? Selena: Why did you want to marry me if you don't love me? Do you want to use this threat to retaliate against me? Paranoid Lucio: Why does Selena always avoid me and why does she run away from marriage? This is the story of a delicate and independent woman who was severely bullied by her paranoid knight husband after marrying her~