Breaking Free: Soaring High Novel

Be my woman. Give your all to me. You will not regret it. l will revenge for you. I will treat you well I will give you everything you desire in this world. Even if it means getting the stars from the sky l will.

Audrey Aurora Stone was a student of dream high where no one was totally human. They all had special abilities and Audrey was feared because of her powers. Hated by the other kids and even bullied Audrey soon stood up for herself and became more powerful. Soon, she found out she was fighting on two fronts between her dark side and the monsters that kept attacking the school. Later having some close companions, they helped Audrey fight against the greatest evil that would befell their school and worse the entire world. The demon king. Is Audrey going to save the world and become the ultimate hero or was she going to die.

Jenny has a secret, one that she hasn't told a single person: she's not single, but her boyfriend has a strict family that doesn't allow relationships. After months of guarding it closely and playing the part of the happy singleton, one night is all it takes for that secret to come out. For reasons she doesn't understand, she spills everything to a stranger she never thought she'd see again, but he's got other ideas. Will her love be strong enough to withstand lies, betrayal and a jealous, possessive guy she desperately wants to forget?

Terbiasa hidup sendirian selama bertahun-tahun membuat Bianca merasa aneh ketika seorang pria yang lebih muda mendekatinya. Menolak sudah ia lakukan tapi tampaknya si kaya itu tidak berniat mundur begitu saja. Bahkan demi melunakkan hati Bianca yang sekeras batu itu, Ravindra rela memberikan sesuatu yang tidak mungkin ditolak oleh seseorang seperti Bianca. *** "Kalau begitu ayo mulai saling mengenal," kata Ravindra dengan lembut. Berusaha mengambil hati Bianca tidak dengan kekerasan. Bianca berdecih. Tidak sudi. Dia tidak akan menjalani hubungan yang tidak akan menguntungkan dirinya sama sekali. "Gue gak tertarik," jawab Bianca cuek. Lalu wanita itu memilih berbalik, ingin segera pergi dari kamar itu. Tidak tahan kalau harus melihat Ravindra lama-lama. "I'll pay." Langkah Bianca berhenti. Ravindra berjalan mendekat. Berdiri di depan Bianca yang enggan menatapnya. Ravindra tidak keberatan. Ia malah mengeluarkan dompet, mengeluarkan sebuah kartu hitam, dan menaruhnya di telapak tangan Bianca. Wanita itu jelas tahu benda apa itu. Black Card. "Be mine and i'll pay everything you want."

Julian Ashford, the golden boy of the city's elite, had his left leg broken by his father with a golf club -- all because of me, a scholarship student. He was stripped of his billion-dollar inheritance and cast out of the family. For three years, he dragged that ruined leg around an auto repair shop, doing backbreaking labor just to scrape together enough for my college tuition. Everyone said I was the luckiest girl alive -- that I'd brought the untouchable heir of a financial empire to his knees, made him willing to live on scraps in the worst part of town. Today was our three-year anniversary. I was carrying the freshly signed Holloway Group inheritance confirmation documents, ready to finally tell him my real identity and pull him out of this misery. I walked down the corridor of The Grand Pavilion, holding a box of vanilla shortbread -- his favorite. Through the half-open door of a private suite, Julian Ashford stood tall on two perfectly healthy legs, dressed in an immaculate tailored suit, sliding a rare pink diamond ring onto the finger of Victoria Sterling -- the city's most celebrated socialite. "Victoria, I used that scholarship girl as a shield to survive three years of my old man's relentless arranged marriage schemes. My body's completely untouched. You've always been the one I was going to marry." I looked down at my own hands, cracked and raw from the cold, and tore the inheritance documents to shreds.

When I see someone asking for help in an assignment related to the entrepreneur course on the college forum, I join the group chat using a student account. I even help refine several financial models and market strategies because of my job's nature. Everyone in the group chat is excited, to say the least. Every day, they keep calling me a genius while urging me to improve the details of the whole assignment. Two months later, the assignment's quality is very close to perfection. But the group chat suddenly goes silent. I scroll through the chat history out of curiosity, only to find out that the students have already created another group chat. "That senior isn't an official teammate of ours. Let's not tell her about us using this assignment for an upcoming competition." "Precisely! Our names are the only ones on the list! She'd better not steal the credit during tomorrow's finals!" "With one less person involved, we each get an additional tens of thousands of dollars' worth of rewards!" As I look at the screen, I just let out a soft chuckle. It appears that this isn't an assignment at all. But unfortunately for these students, I happen to be one of the judges sitting at the judging station tomorrow.

Explicit content 🔞 Enemies in campus. Obsession behind closed doors. One secret that could ruin them both. Captain worked solo until an unexpected offer came from his favorite OnlyFans creator, Anonymous69, turns his world upside down. A collab offer? Hell yes. He’s all in. But when he steps into that hotel room, ready to meet his mystery crush, he comes face-to-face with the last person he wanted to see—Andrew Parker. The smug bastard who embarrassed him in front of his friends. The trash talk gets dirtier, the tension cuts deeper, and soon, every stolen glance feels like a challenge neither of them can resist. When their hate explodes into something far more dangerous, they’re left with two choices: keep playing it safe or risk everything—including their future—for a chance at something real. The only problem? There can only be one winner. And neither of them plans to lose.

When he was 8, she was 3 and a fairy at a Halloween party. His eyes could not leave her side. When he was 15, she was 10, they met at the school entrance, she was in a hurry with her parents and did not see him but he did, his eyes lingered on her every step. When he was 19 she was 14, and was the feisty little thing he has ever seen but then she disappeared... He kept her deeply in his heart, and was eager to meet her again until he saw her as a lady of the night.

Honey Belle had already mastered the art of seduction and turning her heart cold after a series of toxic relationships. Nang magpakamatay ang kakambal nito dahil sa pagkasawi sa pag-ibig, ipinangako ni Honey na ipaghihiganti ito. she will do everything to ruin Hayriss and Keeno's relationship, use all her cards to win Keeno's heart, and make Hayriss feel what she did to her twin. But with Keeno's magnetic eyes and withering touch, will her heart remain safe from him to keep her plan working?

On my fifteenth birthday, I begged my mom to teach me how to make a cream cake from scratch. We only had cream at home. No flour. So we went out to buy some. When we came back, we didn't walk into a birthday surprise. We walked in on my father pressing a strange she-wolf down onto the dining table. Cream was smeared all over her bare body. That night ended with my parents signing the Mating Dissolution Agreement. From that day on, cake became my nightmare, a taboo I could never touch. The night I mated with Alpha Kaelen of the Shadow Pack, amidst the pain and pleasure of his marking bite, I whispered in his ear. "Honey, if you ever want to end our mating, just bring me a cake." He frowned, his eyes burning with possessiveness, and kissed the words away. "Don't talk nonsense, Seraphina. You are my fated mate. How could I ever let you go?" Later, on his birthday, his intern secretary Elena ordered a three-tier luxury cake. Kaelen went into a rage, throwing both the cake and the intern out the front door. Back then, I was moved, even telling him not to be so harsh on a low-ranking wolf for my sake. But six months later, Elena had been promoted to Kaelen's personal assistant. On my birthday, she walked into my laboratory, swinging her hips, holding a burnt, homemade cake. I called Kaelen, asking him to remove the provocative item. On the other end of the line,his tone was casual. "Elena put her heart into making that for you. It would be cruel to throw it away. Be a good girl, don't be so sensitive. Have the grace of a Luna." The phone slipped from my hand. It turned out my mother wasn't wrong. Cake really is best served with a side of rejection papers.