Blissful Brows

"Do you feel anything?" His question made my brows furrow in confusion. "Feel what?" "You really don't feel anything?" He repeated, his tone incredulous and increasing my confusion. Am I supposed to feel anything? "What a weak bitch.” Disgust filled his eyes as he spoke. ---------- Avery was thrown at the feet of Alpha Jared by her stepfather in exchange for his debt. Alpha Jared recognizes her as his mate, but she doesn't, cause of her lack of a wolf. She is forced to live a life full of suffering and pain as Alpha Jared and his girlfriend, who were both aware that she was his mate never missed a chance to make her life hell. Would she ever find out that the Alpha is her mate? Even if she does, is she capable of making the Alpha who hates her, love and yearn for her?

What could possibly go wrong when Maria is assigned as the personal doctor to the heir of a billionaire clan who just woke up from thirteen months in a coma? Probably unintended sparks and complicated intimacies. The saying that 'opposites attract' can't be more true between these two contradicting beings. *** He frowned down at her, moving towards the bed again, and sealed her lips with a palm. "Stop smiling like that," he said, in a deep rumble, brown eyes darkening with a different emotion she couldn't put into words. Her brows creased slightly before pulling his hand away and then chuckled lightly at his strange set of words. "Why? Is it not funny?" She asked with amusement, looking back at him with her grin getting wider. A groan softly broke through his lips, and his frame lowering towards her brought her chortle to an abrupt end, making her freeze in place when his face was a mere inch from hers. Her breath hitched for a second as she gazed into those dark eyes that could melt her in just one look, the softest of whispers breaking free from him, his fingers gently tracing over her jaw. "Because if you continue..." he paused, taking his time to finish his thought as his thumb ran up along her cheek. "... I am going to kiss you." Her eyelids stretched open at his words, gasping silently, feeling the heat rise to her cheeks. "Mr. Stanley..." And before she could complete words she wasn't even sure of saying next, he captured her mouth with a passionate kiss that stole her breath away, all sound from her vanishing in that instant. ***

" What about her?" His inquire came out softly and lazy. Ayla's eyes suddenly contracted fiercely and rolled to her brain! She thought she might collapse any moment from now! No! She can't be known! Her identity can't be revealed! The senior nun must not reveal my identity! " Errr......that's Ayla, the wolfslayer's daughter." Damn! The atmosphere dropped to a freezing point and Alpha Darius felt his lips twitched for a second. He looked back at the senior nun, snapping his brows coldly and back at Ayla, whose legs was already trembling violently. " You mean Morgan and Arnold's daughter?" He hissed, finding it hard to believe. " Yes." The senior nun replied. " We found her not too long when her father was set ablaze." Darius unexpectedly chuckled dryly, and his eyes lowered. " The slayer's daughter hun?" He approached Ayla even closer, gazing at her keenly like she was his prey and he lifted her chin, allowing her nervous dim eyes to met his. " Then, I guess my bride is in front of me." ****** A war was coming and it is predicted there might be no survivors. With this, Darius, a heartless, dangerous and crazy Alpha king of the Crimson moon, who was feared by all, set to get a bride who would give him an heir. Their pack was cursed, making it impossible. This led them to a downtown church, where ladies are sold like slaves and nuns, to seek bride. However, he encountered the least person he thought! The daughter of the wolves slayer's? This was going to be fun! But would something change between Ayla's hatred for the wolves and Darius vengeance on Ayla? What would fate write for them?

George Hemsworth and Shrey Khatri were a happily married couple blessed with five years old twins Luke and Kendall, One blissful afternoon, they decided to go for a car ride when suddenly George's car abruptly halted its progress, slinging Luke, who was comfortably sitting on his momma's lap, and Shrey against the center console with bone-jarring force, hit her head she lost her consciousness but was able to save his son. On the other hand, Kendall, who was sitting back seat, was struck by the driver's seat, which jolted her forward and backward When George and Shrey gained consciousness, they anxiously searched for their daughter everywhere but couldn't find out. Due to her daughter's loss, Shrey gets mentally disturbed and loses her memory As a result of amnesia, she considers herself as eighteen-years-old, Louis lambert's girlfriend who used to work in George's one of the companies but was kicked out for doing some fraudulent scheme in the company, to find out how George is going to make his former secretary and beloved wife remember him and will they be able to find their daughter and protect her from the kidnaper and perpetrator of the accident for these; let's dig into George Hemsworth's romantic and ecstatic world, who is "bound of remembrance" of his wife.

Ever heard of a “wife for hire”? Absurd, right? Well, it was a brand-new concept to me too. As I stared at the billionaire sitting across from me, one thought rang loud and clear in my mind.“This man has lost it.“ How did I go from interviewing for a cleaner’s position to this? An offer to “marry” a billionaire? The words had barely left his lips before I scoffed, unable to help myself. “Is this some kind of joke?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at him, skepticism dripping from every word. He tilted his head to the side, his expression oddly calm. His brows lifted slightly as his sharp gaze locked onto mine. “Is something wrong?” he asked, his voice steady yet tinged with what seemed like guilt—or maybe embarrassment. “Did I offend you? If I have…” “I mean, no offense, but… look at you. You’re tall, handsome, rich,” I continued, gesturing toward him as if to underline my point. “Any woman out there would swarm around you, dying for the chance to be with you. So, why me? Unless there’s more to it. Unless there’s… a motive.” … After being handed divorce papers at the hospital—mere moments after losing her baby,Amber refuses to fall apart. She is not weak. She is not pathetic. She won’t waste tears on the heavens or wait for Karma to settle the score. Instead, she vows to become Karma herself. However, fate leads her to an encounter with him, a wealthy, enigmatic billionaire with a haunting past and a son who longs for a mother. Drawn to her striking resemblance to someone from his past, he makes her an audacious offer. One that could change both of their lives forever.

Back when we were still in love, I heard from someone else that Charlie Grant had been getting unusually close to his secretary. He never offered an explanation. He let me dig for the truth on my own. Over the past five years, I quietly collected countless photos of them together—having lunch, leaving late-night meetings, even traveling for business—but none of them offered conclusive proof of cheating. Until the day he proposed to me. There was a giant screen set up. It was supposed to play a romantic video Charlie had prepared just for the proposal, but the screen suddenly cut to something else. A video of Charlie at a hospital, standing beside his secretary as she underwent a pregnancy check-up. In the video, the doctor clearly referred to Charlie as her husband… and the father of her child. His secretary burst into tears on the spot and apologized to me repeatedly. She sobbed as though she were the victim. Charlie, however, stood there with a cold expression and said flatly, "She's an unwed mother. She was helpless. I was just accompanying her for the checkup. The doctor must've misunderstood." Everyone braced for a dramatic scene. However, I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. I only reached up and slowly removed the delicate flower hairpiece from my head. I set the hairpiece down. Then I looked Charlie in the eyes and spoke calmly. "You're right. It is sad that she’s pregnant and all alone. "This marriage proposal was meant for her. Not me." I gave a faint smile. "May you enjoy a blissful life. And… congratulations on the baby."

Synopsis Olivia's mother was diagnosed with a brain tumor and needed urgent operation. Two days before the operation, she hadn't gathered enough money for her operation. She turned to her father for help, but he chased her out, colluding with his mistress. Disheartened and helpless she left the house, but before she could reach the hospital she was caught in an accident. Two days after the accident Olivia woke up to an unfamiliar yet classic and Luxurious room, but how did she end up here ? Who brought her here? **** "He's only a friend" "You're my woman and mine alone, I Don't want any other man close to you!” Morgan half yelled, closing the distance between them. “W-what are you doing ?” Olivia asked, arching her brows in confusion. Before she could understand what he was about to do, he pulled her waist to him, roughly claiming her lips.

Five years ago, Carla left her soul mate in their rumpled bed in a rented house in Mykonos, convinced she doesn’t deserve him, and he comes back to her life the secret lover of her best friend. Carla’s childhood friend Thera is visiting Greece after ten years, bringing Jake Winters with her, her boss whom she has been a long time secretly in love with. But Jake turns out to be Tom Sawyer, the pseudonym he used as a male escort five years ago – and he is still hotter than sin. It did not take long to see that the passion that drove them that blissful whole week together drives them still. He remains the only man who makes her feel that happiness is possible, but giving in to him means betraying her best friend, even though it’s evident that they aren’t lovers. That Thera made it all up. Billionaire programmer Jake Winters took over a gigolo trip for a friend once five years ago and that changed his whole life. But the culprit in doing so left him without a goodbye. When he finally finds Carla again, she turns out to be the childhood friend of his sweet secretary. As fierce as she is in bed, she is as loyal to people she cares about and he has to clear the air between him and Thera because the only thing he’s thinking about is becoming Carla’s gigolo again. For life. And as soon as possible. Like yesterday.

"I have a proposal for you," Levi said, as he relaxed into his chair. "One that would be beneficial to the child, and my company." I leaned forward with raised brows, my interest piqued. "What is it?" "We have to get married." Despite the seriousness of the situation, I laughed. I expected him to say that he had been joking. Rather, he gazed at me with furrowed brows. "Did I say something funny, miss Hailey?" Hailey's world shattered when she caught her boyfriend cheating with her best friend. Seeking solace, she had a one-night stand with a stranger, unaware that it would lead to something she hadn't bargained for. Pregnancy. When she tracked down the man she slept with that night, she was stunned to discover he was her ex's boss, Levi King. Expecting rejection after confronting him, she was surprised by his proposal: a contract marriage. What starts out as a pretense begins to feel like something real, and the line between love and pretense is blurred. They begin to explore the feelings that come with wanting something real—but lies don't stay hidden forever. And when jealous exes also refuse to accept their new reality, Hailey and Levi must face the challenges that come with it, and fight for a future together. One that isn't bound by a contract. "Why don't we make him pay?" Levi proposed, a smirk playing on his lips. I stared at him in shock. Even after I got cheated on, the thought of revenge never crossed my mind. Only one thought rang in my head at that moment. 'This man must be sick.'

It was a taboo… An attraction that should have been forbidden from the start. But he was gorgeous, sinfully attractive and insanely seductive. How was she supposed to resist him when those eyes made her skin burn? How was she supposed to walk away when his presence intoxicated her like a drug? Silver-streaked hair, full sleeve tattoos, piercings above those slashed brows and those mesmerizing seafoam eyes that made her whimper with every glance, Roman was her biggest fantasy. A forbidden fruit she couldn't even look at, unless… He offered her a taste. Even at that, there were so many ways this could go wrong… especially when he was married to another.