Charmed Sight Unseen

This is a story of transition from a typical maasai lifestyle to a modernized lifestyle through education.It portrays the role of a woman in a child's life in traditional maasai life.The book,shows a caption of the hard struggle to literacy and freedom of thought.The maasai background and set up represents the kind of lifestyle undergone by many other pastoralist communities in Kenya.The story captures daily encounters,escapades,sheer luck,besides brevity,mostly undergone by different community groups.Women are a representation of love,courage,support,and are a source of comfort for the family.

THE UNSEEN HUSBAND Complete Story Synopsis Genre Historical Romance / Family Drama / Political Intrigue Set in a fantasy Mediterranean-inspired kingdom (early 1900s technology level) PREMISE Alessia Castellani Russo (23) receives divorce papers from her husband Sebastian Russo (27) after five years of marriage. They spent only one night together—a traditional ceremony in darkness where neither saw the other clearly—before he left at dawn for military duty and never returned. The divorce papers reveal Sebastian believes there are no children and that Alessia has been unfaithful with a merchant. But Alessia has triplets (Dante, Marco, and Lucia, age 4) from that one night, and she's been faithful despite years of believing she was abandoned. Alessia discovers that Sebastian's mother Helena has been intercepting ALL correspondence between them for five years—keeping Alessia's letters telling Sebastian about the children, and keeping Sebastian's letters asking about Alessia and sending money to support her. Helena embezzled all of Sebastian's money for herself and her biological children (Tomasso, Giuliana, and Catarina) while Alessia and the triplets lived in poverty as servants in Helena's house. Alessia decides to travel to the capital to tell Sebastian the truth before signing the divorce papers—so he'll at least know his children exist.

My sister had struggled with depression since childhood. The doctor warned that she could not tolerate any kind of stimulation. As a result, my entire life fell silent. To avoid upsetting her, I never dared to laugh at home. I never dared to cry. When I got hurt, I did not even have the right to say it hurt. My parents would hug me with apologetic expressions and say, "You're the good one. Your sister's illness requires the whole family to work together. You're healthy. You're strong. Let her have more, okay?" One day, I accidentally knocked over a cup. The crash sounded enormous in the quiet room, and my sister's emotions shattered at once. My father struck me for the first time. He roared, "Can't you be careful? Do you have to push her until she dies before you're satisfied?" He shoved me to the floor. The back of my head slammed against the corner of the table, and blood poured out. But my whole family rushed to my screaming sister. No one even glanced at me. I lay on the cold floor as my vision blurred and my consciousness began to fade. To them, my sister's feelings were the only emergency. My small injury could wait. They did not know that bleeding inside the skull does not wait.

Five years ago, my junior made a mistake in the experiment, resulting in an explosion in the lab. In an effort to save my childhood friend, Andrew, I suffered severe burns to one side of my face and was falsely accused as the culprit. Just like that, I became the target of everyone's anger. Only Andrew stood by me, promising, "I love you for who you are, not your appearance. I'll always be there to protect you." But on our wedding day, he vanished without a trace. My mother, suffering from heart disease and barely clinging to life, wanted to see Andrew. When I asked him to come, he replied impatiently, "Are you using such a lame excuse to meet me? Don't you have any shame? Every time I look at your face, I feel disgusting." I pleaded desperately, but he calmly hung up. "Do you think I'm your servant? You can't just summon me whenever you want. Just because you saved me once doesn't mean you can blackmail me for life." My mother died without peace. The junior who slandered me back then later posted a photo on social media, showing a man lifting her effortlessly. Their poses were intimate, highlighting the underlying affection. Her captions read: [It's all his fault for tiring me out during the day. I almost missed out on this beautiful ocean. When you're in love, all is clear to see. I mentioned wanting to go to Belmar Island, and he flew me around the world for it.] I was utterly heartbroken, so I texted him: [Let's break up…]

For six years, I was the perfect wife. I ironed the linen. I cut the roses. I swallowed every humiliation with a smile. And told myself that patience was the same thing as strength. I was wrong. When my husband sat me down at my own dinner table and ordered me to apologize to his mistress—The woman he had been choosing over me, openly, for years—something inside me didn't Break. It crystallized. I picked up my bag. I walked out into the Detroit Cold. And three blocks later, standing under a streetlamp on East Jefferson, I made a phone call that shattered everything I thought I knew about myself. My name is not what he called me. I am not the powerless orphan he laughed at as I walked out his door. I am not the woman with nowhere to go and no one waiting for her. I am Serena Caldwell—lost daughter of a billionaire empire, heiress to legacy twenty years in the making. And the last woman my husband ever should have humiliated at her own table. He thought discarding me was the easiest thing he had ever done. He had no idea it was the last mistake he would ever make. I spent six years being invisible. Now I am coming back—not as the broken wife he betrayed, but as the woman who will dismantle everything he built, brick by brick, until there is nothing left but the echo of his own arrogance. He wanted me gone. He has no idea what gone look like yet.

Diana, the daughter of a no-nonsense soldier is used to bouncing from school to school. But Ashmoor Academy is different, every student is strange, and secrets lurk in every shadow. It’s here that Diana discovers not only that supernatural beings like werewolves are real, but that she is fated to be the mate of the most dangerous hybrid werewolf of them all. As she slowly transforms into something more than human, an unseen, unheard-of kind of wolf, Diana struggles to understand her connection to her mate, who swings between cold cruelty and intense devotion and care. Is he a single person torn in two? or are there truly two souls bound to her fate? With the truth behind her creation looming and the powerful Council that made her closing in, Diana must choose: surrender to their control or rise up to destroy them. In a world where love cuts deep, betrayal is inevitable, and war is coming, only one thing is certain: not everyone will survive.

She saved a boy from drowning when they were children, never knowing that one moment would shape the rest of her life. Years later, that same boy—Adrian Hale—has become a powerful, cold billionaire haunted by a past he cannot fully remember. But in his memory, the one who saved him was Seren, the fragile girl he believes he owes his heart to. Elara Voss, the overlooked sister standing in the shadow of a lie, carries the burden of a truth no one believes. When tragedy strikes and her sister is left paralyzed, the world turns against Elara, branding her guilty while Seren disappears without a trace. Adrian, consumed by anger and deception, forces Elara into a marriage built on resentment, believing she destroyed the woman he loved. Years later, Seren returns—recovered, radiant, and determined to reclaim everything she lost, including Adrian. As old feelings resurface and buried truths begin to surface, Elara is pushed into a battle she never asked for: one of love, betrayal, and survival. But when she walks away, she doesn’t disappear—she rises. From ruin to power, Elara builds an empire strong enough to stand beside Adrian as his equal, forcing him to confront the truth he was blind to all along. But some truths come too late. As ambition collides with obsession and love turns into a weapon, the lines between loyalty and illusion blur. And when Adrian finally learns who truly saved him that night, the cost of his choices threatens to destroy everything he thought he controlled. In a world where love is power, and truth is the most dangerous betrayal, who will survive when everything hidden finally comes to light?

To protect the assistant who had been evading taxes, she deliberately gave false testimony in her role as my superior's wife, putting all the blame on me. I protested endlessly, but the law held me accountable. I was imprisoned for two months. Upon release, my colleagues turned against me, ostracizing me and destroying my promotion chances. Seeing that I neither cried nor caused a scene, my wife assumed that I had finally submitted. She even threatened to make amends with a lavish wedding for me. However, during the wedding vows, the assistant, suddenly overtaken by jealousy, ran to the company rooftop and threatened my wife with suicide to force her to cancel the wedding. My wife, who had always been obedient to him, panicked. She abandoned everyone at the ceremony and spent the entire night comforting her assistant. Afterwards, she calmly explained: "Wilson is young and impulsive. I was just afraid he might get hurt. Besides, you were released from prison so early thanks to him. He helped a lot. By right, he's still your lifesaver. I couldn't just abandon him." I looked at the couple rings she had just put on her finger, let out a faint hum, and said nothing. She believed I accepted her excuse and was pleased, even making an unprecedented promise: once she had calmed the assistant, she would take me on a honeymoon. However, she seemed to have forgotten one thing. She had already signed the divorce papers, and I had filed a lawsuit in court to have the case heard. From that moment on, we were no longer husband and wife. We were only plaintiff and defendant.

From warring packs, fire and ice collide—destined for passion, danger, and forbidden love. Their intense connection sparks a heat that threatens to ignite their worlds. As secrets and conflict threaten to tear them apart, they must choose: love that defies all odds or succumbing to the chaos around them. Will their love triumph over the flames of war?

Sophia Bennett, a fiercely ambitious CEO, has no room for love in her perfectly calculated world—until she crosses paths with Alex Rivera, a soulful muralist who sees beauty in chaos, while Alex falls for her completely, Sophia keeps her walls up, afraid to lose control. As their worlds intertwine, he waits, hoping she’ll choose him over her empire. But what happens when love is one-sided—and time runs out? A slow-burning tale of unrequited love, emotional conflict, and the quiet ache of what could have been.