Did Doc Hudson Die

On the heavy traffic road rushing my father to the hospital due to a cerebral hemorrhage, we ran into my husband, who was directing traffic as a police officer. My mother was about to wind the window down and beg him for help, but I immediately stopped her and decisively turned the steering wheel, taking a narrow side road instead. In my previous life, at this exact situation, after a brief moment of hesitation, my husband had chosen to clear a path for us and personally escorted my father to the hospital. That very night, his childhood sweetheart, out of spite because he hadn't answered her calls, turned on the gas and killed herself. He seemed utterly unaffected by her death. He even organized a welcome-home party for my father when he was discharged from the hospital. But on the day of the party, he poisoned every dish on the table. "It's because of you and your damn father! If it weren't for you, Rosalin wouldn't have killed herself! You're the ones who drove her to death! You should pay for her life!" When I opened my eyes once more, I had returned to the day my father collapsed. This time, my husband answered the phone. Without a second thought, he ran to his childhood sweetheart. Yet, why had he still come to regret it?

“Let. Me. Go!” She said, trying to run away from the man who now had her cornered. A familiar scent filled her nostrils, but she could barely find it in her to speak let alone call for HIS help. “You are mine now,” he glared at her, his eyes filled with rage. Her heart raced, and she tried moving away from his tight grip as he wrapped his hand around her neck, choking her. “I will show you what it is to try and run away from your Alpha.” Her breathing ragged, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head before the man’s hand loosened around her neck. His green eyes met hers in the darkness, and it was seconds later before his tattooed arms wrapped around her, holding her to his chest. “And that is what you get for messing with my MATE, Stefano…” ********************************* What if everything was nothing more than a lie? What if what you know was not more than a game? What if what you held onto was the one thing that was to drop you? When Alpha Diego is given a task by his father, he is forced to play the ONE game he hates most. The game of love. And the one thing that makes it even worse is that he forced to play it against the one person that he is supposed to cherish. His mate, Lea Auditore…

Rune Navarre, an Aberrant by the standards of their realm, was hired by Rosworth Pharmaceuticals to investigate and find out who were the people behind the taking of D-15, an unfinished drug that was supposed to stabilize an Omega's Heats. Things get emotionally complicated for her when she met Sven Rosworth, the attractive owner and CEO, who had his own fair share of secrets. Keeping her growing feelings in check as it was against their protocols and as Sven would never think of her more than a friend; together they navigate the whole case along with surviving the threats on his life, but all hell broke loose when one day, she woke up being mated and bonded to him. As they traverse their new relationship and nearing the end of the chase, Rune unexpectedly came face to face with someone who could shatter her already fragile relationship with Sven. When the truth comes to light, could Rune be able to right the wrongs? And was the bond she and Sven shared not enough for them to stay together?

In a family it is inevitable that someone will deviate in the footsteps of being an entrepreneur. Kalix is the only man in their Dela Vega clan to deviate from the footsteps of his family by being a businessman and he preferred his dream of becoming a medicine student from SMHU and because Kalix choice his dream, his parents pressure that he would have to maintain his highest grades as a dean's lister from his university. So he did everything just to keep his high grades until one day he met a woman studying from LSU, a woman who was naughty, talkative, slow when understanding and a noisy woman who would mess with his life.

Siempre tuve el presentimiento de que Mateo fue obligado a casarse conmigo. Pero cada noche en la intimidad, cuando estábamos juntos, él prefería acariciarme y ayudarme con sus manos antes que realmente hacerme suya. Con el tiempo, mi corazón empezó a enfriarse y, ya cansada de sentirme rechazada, decidí pedir el divorcio. Pero la noche antes de imprimir los papeles, escuché por accidente una conversación en la terraza entre Mateo y sus amigos. —Mira, no es por meterme, —dijo uno de ellos—. pero la deseas como un loco, entonces ¿por qué no la tocas? Tienes a una mujer perfecta a tu lado. —Las mujeres no soportan que las ignoren —agregó otro—. Si sigues reprimiéndote así, algún día se irá con otro hombre, y después te arrepentirás. Mateo guardó silencio un momento antes de responder en voz baja: —Su piel es demasiado delicada… su cintura tan fina y sensible… Si pierdo el control, podría asustarla. Además, es mi mujer, tengo que ser cuidadoso con ella. Si alguna vez necesita buscar consuelo en otro lugar… tampoco pasa nada. Mientras siga queriendo volver a mi lado, yo seguiré cuidándola y consintiéndola. Al escuchar eso, varios amigos soltaron una risa burlona. —Ya deja de hacerte el santo, si lo fueras, entonces deja de buscar esas cosas a escondidas en Google. Esa misma noche, movida por la curiosidad, abrí el historial de su navegador. Había más de cien búsquedas… y todas decían lo mismo: “Finalmente me casé con la chica que he amado en secreto durante años. Tengo un fuerte deseo por ella… ¿cómo puedo hacerla disfrutar sin lastimarla ni dejarle un trauma?”

Dario Espinosa. Mafia boss. The 'evil' in devil. Everyone fears the boss who kills everyone who crosses him. Born and raised in the mafia, Dario was taught to be the biggest monster he could be. Will meeting Madie be the cause of his change? Or the cause of his downfall? Madeline. A very, very special girl who is under the care of Sister Mary Eunice in the orphanage. Full of smile and laughter, not everybody knows what the poor girl has been through. Suddenly associated with the mafia, can Madie's poor, innocent heart handle it? Accidentally crossing paths and getting stuck with each other, what happens when the big, bad mafia discovers Madie's biggest secret? Can romance brood between the two broken souls?

It was the day of our marriage. We were supposed to meet up at the City Hall, but my fiancee stood me up. I waited for her the whole day, and the only answer I got was a picture from her assistant. My girlfriend sat astride on his lap, and her arms were wrapped around his neck while they were locked in a deep kiss. "Sorry, Mr. Terraton. Sophie insisted on comforting me. You don't mind, do you?" I demanded answers from my girlfriend, but that only made her impatient. "He donated his blood to me. Yeah, I was with him, but so what? Man up, will you?" That killed any love I had for her, and I called my soon-to-be ex-girlfriend's sister. "Hey, Sylvie. Yeah, about your proposal. So will you marry me?"

The night before my wedding, my mom got into a car accident—she needed a blood transfusion, fast. Her blood type was rare. Mine matched. I was pregnant, but I didn't think twice. I donated. While I was bleeding out, losing my baby, my fiancé, Joffrey Habsburg, and his brother—my so-called childhood friend—Mateo, were busy holding Nancy's hand during her cosmetic surgery. I begged Joffrey to save my mom. Only then did he bother to pick up a scalpel. When it was over, he said, "Surgery failed. She's gone." Two days later, I overheard Nancy purring through the door, wrapped around the Habsburg brothers. "Mateo really is a racer—he hit that old hag dead on. And Joffrey? You were amazing too, making sure she didn't survive the surgery. Thanks to you both, I got Lori's blood for my operation."

She was a piece of Heaven he wanted to own. And he, was the flames of Hell she wanted to tame. "You must be tired." The unparalleled face softens with an indulging smile, and I nod hastily like a chick pecking at grains. My reason, wisdom, and rationality became words of a foreign tongue when the fingers tangled amongst my hair trail down to my cheekbones. The caresses like the fine strokes of a paint brush that gave colour to my skin. "But next time." His eyes of hellfire narrows, reflecting the features of a iolite-eyed mortal, and crimson lips pull back over sharp canines. "I might not be as easy to tame." ■What happens when the greek god of the Underworld becomes the 'Grumpy Patient' to a kind hearted mortal, burdened by a curse untold and a gift unrivalled.■ Slow burn Update schedule : Every 2 days ◇

“Don’t freaking touch me you liar!” Diana yelled, the tears spilling down her face. She couldn't believe the man she loved and trusted had lied to her. “You told me you loved me!” “Yes, I do. Diana, listen, I…,” Xavier gasped, his voice breaking. He knew he was losing her. His heart ached. He had never meant to go this far with her. He had wanted to hurt her but it hurt worse to see her like this. “You're all the same. I never should have loved you. I hate you! You're dead to me!” She screamed and walked away from him. Xavier chased after her, yelling her name but she shrugged him off, slamming the door in his face. Diana Pierce had always wanted love. She couldn't have it. Not after her ex husband Julian had cheated on her with her mother and tore her life apart. Now, Xavier, the savior she had dreamed of had been a secret sworn enemy out to get her from the start. What will she do when she finds out Xavier truly loves her? Will she ever forgive him? What happens when she learns her family isn't all that great and had been responsible for a heartache that had tormented him for years? Read on to find out!