Camp Buddy No Sensor

A few weeks before our wedding, Rodney Luther's stepmother, Jessica Flaine, posts a photo on her social media. In the photo, she's wearing the wedding dress I picked out, holding a bouquet of red roses, and shyly leaning toward Rodney, asking for a kiss. The caption reads—"Dreams fulfilled." I don't call Rodney in tears or throw a fit like I used to. I simply like the post and leave a comment. "Screenshot sent to Rodney's father." Not long after, Jessica deletes the post, and Rodney's phone call follows immediately. "Ivana, you're being so petty! The rest of my days belong to you. It's only today that I'm fulfilling a small dream of Jessica's. Hurry up and explain things to my dad! "Come on, be good. I've got a gift for you." A scoff escapes me. "Rodney, do you hear me clearly? Go explain it to your father yourself!"

He is the unchallenged Alpha of the Shadow pack. He crushes my hand, lets his true love drive me to the brink, and forces me to lick wolfsbane from my wounds in the punishment chamber, turning me into the pack's laughingstock. I am the Lunar pack's pawn in a political bonding. After enduring three years of humiliation and clutching enemy intelligence, I overturn his throne during the Moon Ceremony, making him watch helplessly as his beloved betrays him and his pack descends into chaos. Later, he backs down. He abdicates as Alpha and gets down on his knees at the pack's border every day, his voice hoarse from shouting, "I was wrong." I hold a blood-stained dagger, my gaze icy as I say, "Your regret is deadlier than wolfsbane and worth even less than my life." Our bonding is a calculated trap, and revenge is the move I am determined to play. Winning him back no longer matters. This time, I am not turning back. I want nothing but his endless remorse and the chance to break my chains and begin a new life.

Ripped from her family at age six, Tova was taken away to the High King's Castle to grow up as his future bride. It was foretold that she would unite the four kingdoms under his rule. When she turns nineteen, the wedding is being planned and Tova begins to spend time with her betrothed. Finding him an angry, violent man, Tova begins to resent her prophesy and fight against it. When war threatens her safety, she is sent to serve her future husband in his war camp so she can be watched by the soldiers. When the High King goes missing right before their wedding, she is left with a choice: take the freedom that is being offered or fulfill her destiny.

I pushed the door open and saw Giovanna standing there in my silk robe—my gift from Enzo—and wearing my heirloom pendant. She lifted a brow and mocked me, “The robe fits, the pendant’s mine, and you—get out.” I grabbed Enzo, demanding an explanation, but he shoved a fake contract in my face, saying, “You signed it.” “I did not. Stop lying!” I snapped. He snapped at me, “This is family business. You know nothing.” It seemed three years together was nothing but an act. That very night, I ran away to Milan. I had nowhere to go and no one to turn to until Mark showed up out of nowhere. “Don’t be scared,” he said. “I’ve got you. As long as I’m around, no one touches you.” He protected me, and for a moment, I really thought I’d finally found someone I could rely on. However, when we were practicing at the shooting range later, I stared at him. “Why are you helping me?” I asked. “And don’t tell me it’s because of that mess I left behind.” His eyes flickered for a second before he answered, “Just trust me. That’s all you need to do.” Something about the way he said it made my stomach twist. This whole disaster was all one giant setup. And now here I am, gripping a gun, fighting for justice, but am I really avenging myself? Or was I already someone else’s pawn from the very beginning?

Ava Stone's summer camp experience took a turn for the worse when a wild animal attacked her. But what happened next was even more terrifying. Her body now craves raw flesh, and her anger is spiralling out of control. The animals, they fear her. Desperate for a cure, Ava meets Lucas Greyson, a man with knowledge of werewolves. But their connection goes beyond mere research. As they fall deeper in love, Ava discovers that Lucas is actually a werewolf hunter. Will their love be strong enough to overcome the centuries-old feud between werewolves and hunters? As Ava battles with her inner wolf and Lucas grapples with his loyalty to his family, they face ravenous werewolf packs and a bloodthirsty clan of hunters. The odds are stacked against them. But will Lucas choose love over everything else, even if it means turning his back on his family?

Alyssa is the daughter of an Alpha but she has been imprisoned in the Red Maple Camp, a prison for violent and destructive criminals, for the past five years on false charges. On her eighteenth birthday she is released by her father only to be rejected by her fated mate, the second prince of the kingdom, and engaged to a sadistic monster. After running away from her engagement she runs into Kai, the first prince of the kingdom and the two enter into a deal: If she pretends to be his fiance and heals him from poison invading his body, he won't spill a secret that could get her killed and her freedom. But with conspiracies and threats lurking around the corner, a fight for succession, and her mate fighting to get her back, Alyssa strives not only to clear her name but to survive in this vipers den.

My best friend takes me to a beauty salon for a facial. A young and handsome employee there latches onto me. He's tall, good-looking, and is great with women. He knows just the right things to say and is flirtatious without being lecherous. He shows me the pleasures of being a woman… I forget all about my boyfriend and allow him to make me descend into the throes of passion. What I don't know is that there's a price I can't pay behind the gentleness…

Kisah mengenai seorang author bernama Van yang sangat terkenal dengan berbagai karyanya yang sangat menakjubkan. Sayangnya, dirinya mati tanpa sebab sebelum bisa menyelesaikan ending dari sebuah novel yang sedang dia kerjakan. Saat membuka matanya, Van bertemu dengan seorang [Dewa] yang mereinkarnasikannya ke dalam novel ciptaannya yang belum selesai dan memintanya untuk menciptakan ending dari novel tersebut melalui kerja kerasnya sendiri. Van menyadari betapa tidak beruntungnya dirinya karena terlahir sebagai Villain utama dari novel tersebut. Menyadari nasibnya yang penuh bahaya, Van berusaha keras untuk menjadi lebih kuat dengan pengetahuan miliknya sebagai author dari novel tersebut demi menciptakan ending miliknya sendiri di jalan yang penuh rintangan, bahaya, ancaman, dan kematian. IG : @author.no_name

My family is on the brink of bankruptcy, and I beg my fiancé to help us with emergency funding. He turns me down cold, then gets engaged to Nellie White without hesitation. Just when I'm out of options, my childhood friend shows up with an investment contract and a marriage proposal. I say yes without thinking twice. But even with his help, our company can't escape ruin. My father, unable to bear the blow, suffers a heart attack and dies. At the funeral, overwhelmed by grief, I faint. In my haze, I overhear a conversation between my childhood friend and his friend. "You've already crushed Talitha’s family. When are you going to take her uterus for Nellie?" "On the wedding day," he replies casually. "I'll stage an accident, then operate on her myself. Her uterus will be Nell's. I can't give Nell happiness in this life, so I'll give her a wedding gift. I hope it makes her happy." Turns out his so-called devotion was just so he could take my womb. Even his proposal to me was just a way to remove all obstacles for the woman he loved.

For four years I was his secretary, and for four years I warmed his bed. I knew everything, from his family business to the secrets he whispered to me at night. But to him, I was nothing more than a toy he could summon whenever he pleased. The moment his first love, Sofia Costa, flew back into the country, he humiliated me without a second thought. He kissed her in a Sicilian church, abandoned me on a rain-soaked road with a gash ten inches long on my calf, and later dismissed me with a cold, cutting line. He said I was someone unimportant, someone he could simply ignore. She waved the tulip plush he'd given her in front of me. "I'm the only one he loves. You were just a stand-in." While I rebuilt my life in Chicago and finally found some peace, this ruthless Mafia don knelt outside my door, eyes red with emotion. "Elena, come back to me." I kicked his hand away with a smile. "Your so-called devotion disgusts me."