Define Sixth Sense

Four Alphas. One girl. A bond that should never exist. Lina Haven shows up at Silverpine Academy with zero memories of her past. She just wants to blend in, but fate has other plans. One mistake...and she’s accidentally marked by four of the most dangerous Alphas on campus. Now they’re tied to her. Drawn to her. Obsessed with her. But the connection makes no sense… until pieces of her lost memories start slipping through.

“I, Siege Wong, reject you, Celestina Villarama, to be my mate,” he declared with a cold, death glare. His voice had become rough and growled as she stood there blankly staring at him, completely taken aback by his words. Eyes glazed over as tears slowly rolled down her cheeks. Celestina Villarama yearns for vengeance after being rejected by her mate. Sadness no longer engulfed every part of herself after he threw her away from the pack. She hid every inch of her vulnerability in order to survive the living hell. Siege Wong can sense Celestina’s bloodlust even from afar after rejecting her. He simply didn’t want to marry someone who was wolfless. He believed that she was only pretending to be his mate, so that she’ll inherit the title of being Crimson Moon Pack’s luna. What the two didn’t realize was the existence of the moon goddess, Sarina’s curse upon them; to not sense each other’s wolf, but able to feel the necessity of luscious nights together. How will they find their way back to each other? Will there be a chance for the curse to be invalidated? What challenge awaits these two pure souls who were unfortunate in love?

"Dear ex-wife, I want you back!" ~~~~~~~ Stacy, a strong and devoted wife, discovers the painful truth that her husband Nathan has been cheating on her with her best friend Rita. The betrayal strikes deep within her heart, and unable to tolerate the breach of trust, Stacy takes the brave decision to divorce Nathan, severing all ties with him. Life after the divorce proves to be a tumultuous journey for Stacy. With shattered dreams and a wounded spirit, she finds herself grappling with the challenges of starting anew. In the face of adversity, Stacy musters the courage to reinvent herself and discovers an unexpected path in the most vibrant city of dreams, Los Angeles. Drawn to the allure of the city's nightlife, Stacy finds solace and empowerment as a stripper in one of Los Angeles' premier clubs. With a newfound sense of freedom, she embraces her sensuality and unleashes her hidden talents on the stage, captivating the audience with her mesmerizing performances. The neon lights and pulsating music become her sanctuary, where she can momentarily forget the pain that still lingers in her heart. However, fate has a twisted sense of irony in store for Stacy. One fateful night, as she prepares to grace the stage with her magnetic presence, she receives an unexpected request: to strip for a VIP client. The name sends a chill down her spine, for it is none other than her ex-husband Nathaniel Hawthorne.

I've been pent up for far so long that my hormones are going out of balance. So, I decide to visit a massage parlor that my best friend has recommended to me, hoping that I can completely get rid of the sense of emptiness that's inside me. When the young and well-built masseuse begins caressing me with his scalding palms, I feel the flames of lust burning brighter within me to the point they are about to swallow my rationality whole…

I’d been in love with Cassian Cross—my brother’s best friend, the one and only mafia boss in the NYC—for as long as I could remember. On the night of my twentieth birthday, my brother promised me a surprise. I didn’t expect that surprise to be a very drunk, very kissable Cassian. One reckless night. One baby boy. Cassian agreed to marry me after giving birth. But the day I gave birth to Leo, Cassian said nothing. He just packed up and vanished to France for nearly five years. Then he returned with Alessia. His first love. And when she saw Leo and me, she ran away and disappeared. After that, Cassian never left my side. Like he was trying to be the man I needed all along, that we were finally going to have our chance. But fairytales are lies wrapped in pretty paper. On Leo’s sixth birthday, we were driving to dinner. The brakes failed. The car spun onto the highway, flames licking at the engine. Cassian got out. And then he locked the door. “If it weren’t for you, Alessia would still be by my side. Now? It’s your turn to suffer.” It wasn’t until that moment I understood—Cassian had never loved me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at my twenties birthday. Cassian was in my bed, exactly where I’d left him in the past. This time, I didn’t hesitate. I ran. And on my way out, I made the call I should’ve made the first time. To Alessia.

Jadelynn never suspects that the Dreamworld is a real place until she is abducted by one of the most dangerous supernaturals there ever was. Vanosti seeks to control the Dreamworld and knows that Jadelynn is the key to doing that. The Dreamworld is a place for one's best dreams or worst nightmares. Night after night, she is thrust into there to find what Vanosti is searching for. Unfortunately, the world is filled with monsters that seek her blood. Thad and Jadelynn have been inseparable since the day they met in second grade. He has been in love with her since the sixth grade. Thad finds out that he is her Guardian a few months before she is taken. Guardians are tasked with protecting supernaturals of interest. Unfortunately, he is unable to tell her what he is until her birthday. He is tasked with finding her because there is a tether that connects a Guardian with their charge, and he stops at nothing until he finds her. Camden, a covert specialist with the elite Zeta-Force is tasked with extracting her. Once she is found, he is placed inside her dreamscape night after night as they await the perfect opportunity to extract her. What happens when she develops feelings for Camden as well as Thad? Vanosti is not about to let her slip through his fingers. Can they get her out safely, or will Vanosti always have his claws in her? A prophecy and destiny tie these three together, and it is up to them to return the Dreamworld to what it once was. Vanosti will stop at nothing to obtain the power of the Dreamworld. He will do whatever it takes to force Jadelynn into getting him that power. Can they destroy him before he destroys her?

I, Xavier Locke, had married the same woman, Melanie Slater, seven times. But for the sake of her first love, Leonard Blueman, she divorced me seven times. The first time we got married, she told me, "I'll only love you for the rest of my life." But every time Leonard came back to the country, she sang a different tune. "Can't you be more sensible? How can you bear to stand by and let Lenny be called a homewrecker who snatches a married woman from her husband?" The first time we divorced, I cut my wrists to make her stay. I was taken to the hospital in an ambulance, but she never showed up even once to see me. The third time we divorced, I humbled myself and applied to be her assistant at her company. I did that just so I could see her a little more. By the sixth divorce, I had learned to quietly pack my things and move out of the home we shared. My hysteria, my repeated backing down, and my tolerant compromises brought me nothing—just Melanie repeatedly divorcing and remarrying me. Time and time again, she pulled the same trick. With history repeating itself, I decided enough was enough. After hearing that Leonard was coming back again, this time, I handed her the divorce papers myself. As always, she set a date for our next remarriage. But what she didn't know… was that I was leaving for good this time.

On the day of the mating ceremony, a crazed witch bursts in and points straight at me, shrieking, "Six years later, your Alpha will betray you!" Troy Hudson, my soon-to-be mate, turns livid. He swats the purple-glowing crystal ball from her hand, shattering it on the floor. "Nonsense! Estelle is my fated mate! I'll only ever love her in this lifetime!" After that, he becomes even more devoted to me. At the Moon Goddess' altar, he drapes the Luna shawl over my shoulders. He marks me with his scent so the entire pack knows I belong to him. Every full moon, he deepens the mark on my neck, whispering that I am his forever. I believe his love is unbreakable until our sixth anniversary. A box waits at our front door. Inside lies a pair of lace panties and a photograph. In the photo, Troy is pressed over his foster sister, Rue Youngblood, the wolf tattoo on his body glowing faintly. His hand grips her waist, his eyes burning with the same heat I've dreamed of a million times. And Rue? She's wearing that same pair of panties. On the back of the photo, written in ink as red as blood, is a line of pure provocation. "The Alpha's heart may belong to you, but his body belongs to me." Agony ripped through my chest, yet not a single tear fell. Instead, I rest my hand on my belly and quietly send word to the Witch Association. "I accept your invitation. Please help me vanish."

Seven times, I bonded with the same Alpha. And seven times, he tore our bond apart for his childhood flame. The first time, he swore it under the moon. “Astrid, my Luna. From this day forward, my heart and my wolf are yours alone.” But the moment his precious Liana returned, his promises turned to ash. “Can’t you just be patient? You’re making her uncomfortable, making it look like she’s seducing a mated male.” The first time he rejected me, the searing pain of the bond breaking nearly killed my wolf. They sent me to the pack healers, but he never came. Not once. The third time, I swallowed my pride as an Alpha’s daughter. I joined his pack as a nobody, just to be near his scent. By the sixth time, I knew the drill. I packed my bags and walked out of our penthouse without a word. My breakdowns. My compromises. My surrender. All I got for my pain were his clockwork apologies and the same betrayal. Over and over again. Until now. The moment I heard Liana was coming back, I handed him the papers to sever our bond myself. He just set a date for our next bonding ceremony, as if nothing had happened. He has no idea. This time, I’m not just breaking the bond. I’m shattering the heart that beat for him seven times, only to be crushed by his own hands, seven times.

Selena Patrick, due to her auspicious birth chart that is believed to bring good fortune to her husband, has caught the eye of the most prominent and influential family in J city. As she watches the man before her rise from his wheelchair, a sense of dizziness overcomes her... Wasn't he supposed to be so frail that he couldn't even lift a hand or shoulder a burden, with his days numbered? The man approaches her with an air of danger, "How about we have a child for fun?"