Crazy Face

As I sipped the water which HIS mother offered me.... I heard HIS voice. My heart skipped a beat. My mouth popped open and eyes went wide. He was standing right in front of me. Tall, handsome, his eyes met mine.... I forgot how to breathe. It was him. It was ARMAAN MALIK my one true love..... "Who's this girl Mom?" Mrs.Malik looked at me and then at him. "She's your fan." ***** Ayesha is your ordinary fangirl ....um.... not soo ordinary actually. Let's call her a crazy maniac. She just gets fits whenever she even hears Armaan Malik sing. He's her everything. All she does is think about him.... Even soo she studied hard and became a Chartered accountant just so that 1 day she could meet him and atleast work with him. But....is it that easy? Yep.... She met him and became his assistant manager...but the story won't be interesting with just work. How about a brew of romance and a spice of humour? I wonder how it might turn out.....

My brother wants to become the godson of a Mafia don. As his sister, I was picking out his burial plot. In my last life, I overheard the truth that the selection wasn’t an honor but a suicide mission—used once, then erased. I did everything I could to stop him, but he cursed me for blocking his path to power. With no other choice, I secretly called the police. So, my brother was arrested; his dream shattered. Instead, someone else took his place, and during a bloody shootout, that man proved himself. He became the don’s sole successor. Our family lost its home, paying the price for offending the Mafia. My parents and my brother went insane. Convinced everything was my fault, the three of them worked together and buried me alive in the hills behind town. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my brother excitedly announced he was going to take part in the selection. Looking at his stupid, clueless face, I smiled. This time, I’ll watch with my own eyes as he becomes nothing more than a replaceable lapdog.

Who is Amanda Walters?One is a stripper, the other a con artist and the last a chef. Same name, same body and face, but different personalities.Alex Oliver had a normal life, had—till he is met with Amanda Walters, the woman who had stolen his grandma's necklace and his bike, the same woman who surprisingly happened to be his blind date the next day. Alex was slapped in his face when the woman he thought was his soulmate turned out to be a con-artist.To make matters worse, Don Torento, a well known pimp—a dangerous one, is looking for the girl who stole from him, Amanda Walters. The problem is which Amanda Walters stole from him?Alex had a normal life, till he met Amanda Walters.

Synopsis : Eniko : Mon amour a un prix. Bénin, de nos jours. Eniko, 23 ans, voit son destin basculer du jour au lendemain lorsque son jeune frère cause accidentellement la mort du fils cadet de la puissante famille Mayala. Pour apaiser la colère des Mayala et laver l’affront, la tradition exige une réparation : un sang pour un sang. La famille d’Eniko, impuissante face aux pressions, accepte l’ultimatum : elle devra épouser Mayala, l’aîné de la famille, et lui donner un enfant en *remplacement* du défunt. Un mariage forcé, un corps monnayé, une vie sacrifiée sur l’autel de la coutume. Pourtant, Mayala n’est pas l’homme qu’elle imaginait. Rebelle, insoumis, il méprise les obligations familiales et semble aussi piégé qu’elle dans ce pacte absurde. Entre haine, résignation et désir de liberté, leurs vies s’entrechoquent. Mais quand les sentiments interdits s’en mêlent, tout se complique. Peuvent-ils briser les chaînes de la tradition, ou leur amour aura-t-il, lui aussi, un prix à payer ? Une histoire déchirante entre devoir et désir, où l’amour et la vengeance se disputent un cœur en exil. --

“I want to divorce you! You’re not worth of being my husband!” Brooklyn had been tired of her husband, Alpha Hale's control. She grow up in a broken family so she cherished her marriage. But enough, she was enough of her crazy husband. Brooklyn suffered a lot and abused by Hale. But it seemed that Hale knew her intention and grab her again and again. He would never let her go until she died! Fortunately, the Moon Goddess heard her prayers and gave Brooklyn a second chance, Alpha Devin. Alpha Devin was looking for his missing wife, he found that Brooklyn’s scent was the same as his wife and they were also MATE! How ridicule was their relationship! Would Alpha Devin help Brooklyn escape from her insane husband and accept her?

On the day of our engagement, my Alpha mate Kane mistakenly thought that my mom had seduced his dad and almost killed his mom. He canceled our ceremony and forced me, who was eight months pregnant, to jump into the silver pit. Kane hated me for three years, and threatened me with my child to be the most humble slave in his pack, watching him and other women make love. "Aria, you destroyed my family! I will never let you go in this life!" Finally, I accepted my fate and stopped resisting, letting the guards throw me into the silver pit. However, when Kane found out that those things had nothing to do with me, he went completely crazy looking at the pool of blood in the silver pit.

Nothing is more painful than being rejected by her own parents because they trust the person she considered a true friend more than her. Nicole thought her life would improve with Danica’s help, but the opposite happened. Danica used Nicole to fulfill her ambition — to marry an arrogant and hard-hearted Steven. Nicole could see why a friend had betrayed her because of this man. Aside from being a billionaire, he also possessed the traits that drive women crazy over a man. After six years, Nicole will return to take back everything from Danica, including the man who said she didn’t deserve to be the mother of his child.

My younger brother had opened a high-end beauty salon, so I took my mother there for a facial. We picked the most expensive package, but the moment the mask was applied, Mom's face began to burn. When we peeled it off, her entire face was covered in rashes. I called for the director, but she looked impatient. "Oh, that's just a normal detox reaction." I was stunned. "Her face is practically ruined! What products are you even using?" "Ruined?" She flared up like someone had stepped on her tail. "Your mom's skin is just too bad to handle premium nutrients! Once our products are opened, they're non-refundable—got it?" I pointed to the brochure. "It says right here—'gentle and non-irritating, full refund if any adverse reaction occurs.' Is this how Stellan Fallow taught you to run a business?" She crossed her arms and lifted her chin high. "I am the boss! You and your mother look broke as hell—clearly here to mooch a free treatment. Now that it didn't work, you're trying to scam us for money? "Let me tell you something—this set costs 38 thousand, and with my emotional damages and lost wages, that's a total of 100 thousand. If you don't pay up today, I'll have the police take you both in!" A hundred thousand for a product that ruined someone's face? It was no wonder Stellan suddenly wanted to open a salon—it turned out he and his girlfriend were running a scam together! I was about to call Stellan, but before I could, she hit the video dial first. "Bubby, get over here—two broke idiots tried to freeload a treatment and now they're trying to shake us down for money!"

Because I had a face that screamed 'pick-me girl', I became the target of my mother's deepest hatred. She claimed that just seeing me made her sick, bringing back memories of my father's affair. In retaliation, she channeled all her affection into helping a child from a poor village, praising her for being kind and genuine while insisting she loved her hundreds of times more than she ever loved me. But then that same girl went behind my back and seduced my boyfriend, and my mother reacted by hitting me across the face repeatedly. "How did I end up with such a shameless daughter? You're the third wheel, and you're accusing her of being the other woman!" Yet when I fell gravely ill with cancer, she was beside herself with grief, begging for forgiveness while praying earnestly. "How could I not love you, my dear? I've made such terrible mistakes…"

My mate-to-be, Ethan, said he had some urgent work come up right before our planned full moon trip. He bailed. I was missing him like crazy, so I immediately drove for over ten hours to his city. I hadn’t told Ethan I was coming. There I was, flowers in hand, standing outside his mansion, ready to give my destined mate a sweet surprise. But then I caught the mixed scent of Ethan and another female werewolf. The scent was sickeningly familiar. Amber Collins. Ethan’s ex-mate. I fought back the burn in my nose, my eyes already red, and pushed the door open. And what did I see? Them, sharing a glass of red wine, cuddled up, practically on top of each other. When Ethan finally noticed me, he jerked his arm away from Amber, walked stiffly over, his voice laced with panic. "Scarlett, why didn't you tell me you were coming?"