Coming-out

De la drogue a disparu au cours d'une affaire familiale, et tout le monde savait que c'était la faute de ma demi-sœur, Émilie. Maintenant, nos rivaux exigeaient que quelqu'un leur soit envoyé, et gardé en captivité jusqu'à ce que la dette soit remboursée. Mon fiancé, ma famille, tous étaient d'accord pour que ce soit moi. « Émilie a déjà été blessée lors de la mission. Tu es plus forte, tu peux te débrouiller pendant qu'on règle les choses. » Je savais que ce moment allait arriver. J'ai donc signé mon nom. Dans cinq jours, je serais envoyée au loin. Et j'ai décidé que quoi qu'il arrive, que je vive ou que je meure, j'en ai fini avec ma famille et mon fiancé. Dans ces derniers jours, j'ai donné tout ce que je possédais. Le casino ? À ma demi-sœur, qui le regardait toujours avec envie. Mon compte courant ? À mon père, qui ne manquait jamais une occasion de me rappeler à quel point j'étais inutile. La bague de fiançailles ? À l'homme qui était aussi hypocrite que l'enfer. Ils n'ont rien remarqué d'anormal. Ils ont juste souri. Heureux de voir à quel point j'étais soudain devenue attentionnée. Quand ils ont réalisé que j'étais partie pour de bon, et que leur fragile Émilie a causé leur perte, est-ce qu'ils souriaient encore comme ça ? Auraient-ils encore l'air si satisfaits ?

Hailey, in love, dove into her marriage full of heart and hope. When this kindergarten teacher said yes to marrying Rome, it was like venturing into uncharted waters. For Hailley, marrying a fun-loving, mysterious man, like Rome, was exciting! It was like being on a road without a map. What made it so exciting was that she never knew what direction her husband, Rome Martinez, might go. Hailey finds herself a bit lost as she discovers she does need a little normalcy. But Rome didn't want boundaries. Without rules to guide them, would their marriage survive or crash on the rocks of misunderstanding or jealousy? What would their marriage look like without boundaries? As individuals, will both parties' needs be met? Or will this marriage be tailored to meet one partner's needs, physical intimacy, and emotional comfort level? Can Haiely and Rome maintain a healthy, happy marriage without boundaries? To have the answer to these heartthrobing questions, this is one married story you will want to read!

Christmas is one of the most favorite holidays of the year, it isn't just a season, it's a feeling. After having an ill relationship with their parents while growing up; Hazel and Les returned home to save their parents from their state of dilemma. While in the midst of showing what they're capable of to their egocentric parents, Hazel and Les stumble into each other's life. Will the encounter be the beginning of something new? Will they be able to accomplish their goals? Come on let's find out.

"Doesn't it bother you?" I blurted out right there and then, having been asking myself that question since the night we slept together. I was curious, but I'd been obviously avoiding him. "What? That you're the heir to the Siren-" "That I'm trans," I said. I could care less about what he think of me being a Sirenio by blood. "T-That I'm a trans...man," "Does it bother you that I'm bisexual?" he asked me. I hadn't expected that response. Not when I'm having mixed feelings about all of this. "Does it?" he probed, closing what's left of the space between. His scent and warmth envelopes me as I'm caged between him and the sink. I shook my head. "Use your words, Miles," he said running his finger over my bottom lip. I shuddered at the sensation it brought to my body. "You were so good with those, that night," I sucked in a sharp breath. I looked away, and his touch disappeared immediately. "It was a mistake," I whispered, my heart racing. "What...happened was a-" "I don't do mistakes, Miles," Mr Stark said guiding my eyes back to his. "You should know that by now," I let out a shaky breath when his thumb found my bottom lip again. "Does it bother you that I want to fuck you right now?"

The story revolves around a waiter, Terry, at the Happy Hill pub. Would he overcome the temptation of money to live his own life? Or would he be like rosehip petals that soon be withered?

Our entire class gets dragged into The Tyrant's Atonement game. The only way to escape alive is to reach a 100% atonement score. The system lets us choose our roles. The class belle, Isolde Adler, picks the tyrant's first love. Her atonement score shoots straight to 99% on the first day. The class president, Asher Brooks, chooses to be a loyal chancellor. His atonement score jumps to 80%. Spectators watching the game flood the screen with comments. "This new batch is smart and way better at picking roles than the last. They might just clear the game in three days." "Even if just one person hits 100%, the whole class goes free. I'm looking forward to seeing who finishes first." "My money's on the first love. She's already at 99%." Just as everyone starts celebrating, the next morning hits us with bad news. All 20 classmates who picked their roles are dead, and Isolde suffers the cruelest fate of all.

“You dropped your spoon,” the stranger says as he grabs it. “I’ll go get another,” and the stranger goes to fetch another. When he gets back, Gianni is clinging to life because of his hunger. He is barely managing his posture. Quickly, the stranger gives the spoon to him. But as soon as it reaches the latter’s trembling hand, it falls to his bed sheets. “I can’t hold a spoon,” Gianni is despairingly disheartened. Moments of silence fills the air until the stranger’s warm hand holds Gianni’s chin open. “Open your mouth,” the stranger says as he feeds him with a spoonful off bouillabaisse. Surprised, Gianni feels the luxury of comfort once more. The stranger’s hand is so warm and comforting. He could not help but feel shy and embarrassed. “I’m sorry,” Gianni silently says. “I’ve caused you too much burden.” “It’s no problem,” the stranger wildly smiled. His smile makes Gianni’s heart throb faster than a fleeting flame. “You should regain back your strength,” the stranger continues feeding Gianni, “so that you can repay your debt with your life.” “With my life?” Gianni gulps and coughs. The revelation completely surprises him. “What do you mean?” “Your family disowned you. You have nowhere to go. You do not have any money on you nor any possessions to repay that service that I have done for you,” the stranger explains. “Thus, you shall pay back by serving as a butler." Gianni suddenly becomes the butler to the prince, who develops an interest towards the latter. How will their relationship blossom and unfold in spite of the challenges and rivals that rock their world?

Nelson De Vedra, known as a boatman on the island he called home for many years, lived a life of quiet purpose. His reputation was solid, but his past held secrets he preferred to keep buried. Dorothy "Dorry" Castillo, a young woman who once found herself on the island, sought refuge to heal her broken heart. The serene shores had become her sanctuary, far from the chaos of her past life. Two souls, marked by the stains of the past, are fated to cross paths once again; as their lives intertwine, will they find a way to erase the scars of yesterday, or will their reunion deepen the cracks that already exist?

As a tactic to lure him to settle down, Nathan Andrew's father threatens to take the company from his son unless he settles down and presents a wife. Against his relentless efforts, he forgives an incredibly huge debt in exchange of a poor man's daughter. A man who had given up Elizabeth Richards in a heartbeat. feeling betrayed and broken, Elizabeth accepts the offer of marriage to the ridiculously handsome billionaire at their doorstep. Her lawschool was going to be paid for, and as for Nathan, his dad would get off his back and he would have someone to show off to when it came to the media. But t was obvious; they did not love each other and they were hellbent on staying that way.

I'm one out of none, believe me. The world, let's say it will end no matter what. Everything around us surely decompose, nor crumble as the time passes, yeah? However; do you know better than what I discover myself? One abandon the world, the like of you, this lifetime. For what? For the purpose of saving the life beyond, right? You sure find the end you've long for so long. The bitter...end. Why, you ask? Let me tell you the reason I even share it to you. You even says we are not that close to begin with, so why...I'm doing this? I'm kind of debating whether you use euphoria, and actually tells me I'm some sort of a cult. That's why I have the question for you. Will you let me tell you the reason...or you already think I'm some sort of evil design to stop you? You know the Myth, right? It's deep within... us.