Dulce Report

At our anniversary party, the rose-covered arch suddenly gave way, crashing down in a storm of shattered glass and scattered petals. Raya and I were both knocked to the floor beneath the wreckage. I braced myself on my elbows, a sharp pain twisting deep in my abdomen, and looked up, straight into Asher’s icy stare. “Never thought your jealousy ran so deep. You actually tried to hurt Raya.” His voice was calm, but it sent a chill down my spine. “I didn’t touch her…” I muttered, panic rising as I hurriedly shoved the pregnancy test report beneath the pocket. But his eyes only grew colder. “Taking my indulgence as a license to do whatever you want?” His voice dropped, every word sharp as ice. “Elyssa, maybe it’s time I put you back in line. “Otherwise, you’ll never be worthy to stand by my side as this pack’s Luna.”

My best friend Sophie and I went into labor the very same night. I watched her switch out the two infants with my own eyes, but I did not tell a single soul. For the next decade, I fed, clothed, and raised a daughter that was not mine. On the day the two girls turned eighteen, they received their college offer letters at the same time. One got into an ivy league school, and the other, a community college whose name I had not even heard of. I had never seen Sophie so happy in my entire life. Grinning from ear to ear, she whipped out the DNA report she had been saving for this very moment. "Thank you for raising my daughter to be the valedictorian that she is today. It's time she returns to her mama. As for this good-for-nothing scum… You can take her back!" I sneered. "Very well then." She had no idea what was coming.

The General Assembly, Recalling its relevant resolutions regarding the question of Palestine, Recalling also its relevant resolutions on the protection of civilians, including resolution 71/144 of 13 December 2016 on the status of the Protocols Additional to the Geneva Conventions of 1949 and relating to the protection of victims of armed conflicts, resolution 72/131 of 11 December 2017 on the safety and security of humanitarian personnel and protection of United Nations personnel and resolution 72/175 of 19 December 2017 on the safety of journalists and the issue of impunity, Recalling further the relevant reports of the Secretary-General, including the most recent report, of 14 May 2018, on the protection of civilians in armed conflict, Recalling all relevant resolutions of the Security Council, including, inter alia, resolutions 242 (1967) of 22 November 1967, 338 (1973) of 22 October 1973, 605 (1987) of 22 December 1987, 904 (1994) of 18 March 1994, 1397 (2002) of 12 March 2002, 1515 (2003) of 19 November 2003, 1544 (2004) of 19 May 2004, 1850 (2008) of 16 December 2008, 1860 (2009) of 8 January 2009 and 2334 (2016) of 23 December 2016,

I secured a big deal for the company and was promoted to manager. However, I overheard my boss' secretary gossiping in the pantry, saying that I was brainless and only got where I was by using my body. I was so angry that I wanted to report it to the police. Surprisingly, her husband stopped me and forced his wife to bow and apologize to me, begging for forgiveness. Things got worse on the next day. Someone shared my inappropriate photos in the company group chat along with records of me supposedly checking into a hotel with a man. My colleagues looked at me with contempt, as if they all knew what was happening but refused to speak up. Even my boss fired me, saying I had moral issues. My husband immediately divorced me when he found out, took our daughter away, and left me with nothing. Neighbors pointed fingers and whispered about me. I was so overwhelmed that I lost my senses and was killed by a car crash. When I opened my eyes, I returned to the day I was promoted.

It's my seventh anniversary with Chase McGregor. I hide in his car's trunk while holding a pregnancy report. In my other hand, I hold a limited-edition watch that I've prepared for him. I want to surprise him and tell him we're about to have a child. To my surprise, I hear something that devastates me. "Chase, you're not really going to marry Daphne, are you? Lucille Gervais wants to marry you. As long as you do that, the North Sea's shipping routes, cargo operations, and drug trade will come under your control." "Help me set up a date with her. I'll break up with Daphne." My breathing hitches. I want to hear Chase object to this or show even the slightest bit of hesitation, but none of it comes. The pregnancy report slips from my fingers. I once thought he would be the father of my children; I thought we would have a happy family together. Now, my dream has been shattered.

Elissa and Carson are happily married until one day she finds him intimate with a woman who she thought was a 'friend'. The pregnancy report from her hand slips to the floor along with her heart that shatters into pieces. The day turns out to be the worst day of her life. Not only did Carson accused her of cheating, announced sudden divorce but also told her to abort the child on his mother's orders. Cradling her broken heart, Elissa somehow manages to escape from the hospital and leaves A city with her brother. Three years later, when she returns back due to work with her boss, she encounters with her past again. Seeing her ex husband with the woman he cheated on her, Elissa's heart aches. However, Elissa isn't the naive, weak woman she once used to be. If someone strikes, she will strike back. With enemies lurking around in plans of destroying her, how will Elissa manage to save herself and her daughter? Moreover, will she forgive Carson for his actions?

Although he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, Daniel King Carnillo was a magnet for bullies. Despite the severe bullying, he was able to survive his fourth year in high school. One day, a group of guys took his card and threw it away. Incidentally, Hannah Mae De Vera found it-she was the most popular girl in school-she tampered with King's name on the report card and happily showed it to her mother. But her mother found out about the tampering and made a deal with her. She shall need to graduate with excellent grades in math, otherwise she would be expelled and unable to proceed to college. That was why she needed the help of King. King became her tutor and unintentionally their hearts fell in love with each other. But a revelation from the past ruin everything they started. Despite knowing the truth, King and Hannah manage to graduate, struggling to ignore the feelings they had once. But Hannah wasn't able to pass the aisle due to deep devastation. Will the wounds from the past heal the heartaches of the present?

—¿Quieren decir... que no les importa compartirme? ¿Los tres?—No, Simone, cariño. Si eso significa que podemos estar contigo, a los tres nos parece bien —dijo Nick.Apenas puedo creer lo que oigo. ¿Cómo he tenido tanta suerte? ¿Una estrella del baloncesto, un actor famoso y un gurú de la tecnología?Simone, ¡estás viviendo la mejor vida!Simone es nueva en el bufete Owens y tiene que demostrar su valía vendiendo casas en Sunset Strip, Hollywood. Pero cuando la chica desagradable de la oficina, Crystal, empieza a rumorear que Simone se acuesta con todos sus clientes, bueno, tiene razón... ¡en cierto modo!Michael, Nick y Christian quieren comprarle casas a Simone, pero también quieren más. La quieren a ella, y ya que todos son felices compartiéndola, ¿por qué debería elegir a uno?Pero su trabajo es importante para ella. ¿Será capaz de salvar su reputación y conservar a todos sus hombres?"Los billonarios del atardecer" es una obra de Scarlett Rossi, autora de eGlobal Creative Publishing.

[Esta es una traducción al español de ‘The Mafia Don’s Innocent Love’] Artemy Loskutov... Conocido por mi comportamiento gélido, mi naturaleza despiadada y mis habilidades letales, exijo respeto e infundo miedo en todo aquel que se cruza en mi camino. El amor y el afecto no tienen cabida en mi existencia; mi único propósito es vengarme de la detestable mafia Cavalieri, responsable de la prematura muerte de mi madre. Cuando me topo con una joven maltratada y escondida debajo de mi cama, no la perdono por bondad, sino que la veo como una mera posesión, un juguete para manipular. Rebecca Cavalieri... Me había acostumbrado a los hombres que buscaban explotarme, hacerme daño y descartarme. La confianza es un concepto esquivo y mi corazón permanece oculto bajo capas de angustia. Sin embargo, Artemy logró desenterrar y reavivar la llama parpadeante dentro de mí. Despertó mis emociones latentes. Pero si descubre el verdadero alcance del peligro que represento para él, corro el riesgo de perder no sólo su afecto, sino también mi propia vida.

My five years of marriage to Elliot Kline turned out to be a cruel joke. "For tomorrow's monthly report meeting, I'd like Yvette to present your branding plan," Elliot said, not looking up from his desk. I put down the files I was organizing, certain I had misheard. "What?" "Yvette just joined the company. She needs a chance to prove herself. Your plan is perfect for that." He lifted his head, his tone brooking no argument. "But that's my entry for the Veriania Creative Competition," I protested. "You win awards every year. What's the harm in letting her have it this time?" He shrugged, adding, "We need to nurture new talent." I stared at the man with whom I had shared a bed for five years. His face suddenly felt so unfamiliar to me. "Do you know how many sleepless nights I poured into that plan? And you're giving it to a new intern?" "Don't be so petty. It's just a plan. My decision is made." My fists clenched, anger surging through me.