Eight Treasure

My husband’s doctor saved his life… then claimed mine. When Daniel fell into a coma, Dr. Adrian Cole became my lifeline. One kiss was all it took to fall into eight months of forbidden nights. Now my husband’s awake, I’m pregnant with Adrian’s baby— and the man I love has turned into the man I fear.

Dax abandoned Ruby when she needed him most and eight years later, he claimed he still loved her but all Ruby wanted... was revenge. ******************************************************** Ruby got dumped by her billionaire fiance, Dax, only a few minutes before their pre-wedding photoshoot over the phone. Then she got cut off by her adoptive father because he claimed she had no use for him anymore and when she thought it couldn't get any worse, she found out she was carrying her ex-fiance’s child. Ruby was enraged. She thought it wasn't fair to be used and dumped so cruelly so she vowed to take revenge and eight years later, at her adoptive father’s funeral, Dax returned, saying he still loved her and wanted her back. It was a perfect opportunity for Ruby to get her revenge but was she ever going to tell Dax that he had a child? Or was she going to keep it a secret and avenge herself? Would Ruby ever fall for Dax again or would her heart remain hardened until the end?

Stanley Edwards, people claimed he mirrored a Russian man and had the heart of steel. He was an executioner who mercilessly took the lives of twenty women over a period of eight years. He is released from prison, can he get a whole new life? After he meets the love of his life, how will he protect their love? Is he still the grim executioner?

Two decades earlier, the realms of the Four Courts waged war against the covens of witches. Neither side would yield, though both were bleeding themselves dry in a war that spanned five brutal years. The Courts relied on their noble bloodlines, the witches on their wild and ancient spells. Each skirmish ended in ash, with neither enemy capable of breaking the other. Then a sorcerer from the Courts revealed a weapon: an octagonal crystal forged from eight different stones, each carved from the essence of a court. On the battlefield, before witches or nobles could comprehend what was happening, the crystal ignited. A blinding eruption of light burst forth, eight rays fusing into one unbearable brilliance. It was not merely sight that was torn away in that flash — but power, essence, and soul. Both Courts and witches alike fell, drained of the magic that had defined them. When the light faded, the battlefield lay silent under a sky of glittering dust. The enchantments were gone. The witches’ spellcraft, the courts’ line-born sorcery — extinguished forever. Neither side had won. Both had lost. And magic never returned.

After eight long years, Alia Morvane was at her happiest when she discovered she was a little over four months away from giving birth to her and Jasper’s child. Everything seemed perfect, and she hoped that her husband’s cold attitude toward her would finally change once their baby arrived. But the dream she held so dearly came crashing down. While crossing the street, Alia was struck by a speeding car—leaving her not only gravely injured but also causing the loss of her unborn child. Devastated and broken, Alia lost the will to live. She thought her story had ended when she died… until she heard what her child told her. “You haven’t been living your best life… but I’ll give you another chance—to change your fate,” he said. Trusting her child’s words, Alia was sent back eight years into the past. This time, she vowed to change everything—herself, her choices, her life, and her destiny.

There is no Prince Charming in my world. Only beasts who claw and fight their way through the masses to get to the top. I was always told that I was a prize. A treasure to be cherished. My lineage was a desired treasure, a prize worth spilling blood for. Many would stop at nothing to claim the honour of being the one to leave their mark upon me, to impregnate me and forever intertwine our fates. A child born from me would possess a level of power that surpasses anything they have ever experienced or witnessed. I could never fully comprehend it until Ace Ripley came into my life revealing secrets that would forever alter my way of life. He was a man whom I believed to be our sworn enemy and when he takes my virginity, that's when everything changes and this brutal, ruthless man decides that he wants to keep me for himself. His to worship. His to pleasure. His to corrupt. Even if that means going to war with his best friend. My father. --- "She is mine, Nathanial. If you want to keep up this bullshit engagement to my son for her, fine. But come Saturday, I will be the one putting my ring on her finger. I'll be the one who gives you grandchildren, and it will be my name she takes. I will also protect her from everything and anything in this life that tries to fuck with her or hurt her. You've been warned, now you need to accept that is happening and there is no way in hell I am backing down from this.”

How did a simple camping trip turn into this? Sage is invited to go on a camping trip with her best friend Kehlani for the whole summer. Three months with her best friend and eight other people she doesn't know. Between finding herself and finding love she didn't know existed, this camping trip becomes one of the best experiences of Sage's life!

James Walkers is the most famous basketball team leader and also the head of the bully group. With his blessed handsome face and also being the treasure of the prominent family in Franklin Town, he changed his girlfriends as changing the clothes. Rumors said that he never dated a girl more than two weeks because he is not capable of making his girlfriends lay on his bed. To all surprises, he become stable with Jessica Smith, a beauty queen, transferred from another town, and have a brother, Jeremy Smith who is a typical prejudiced boy. On the prom night, there is a knock on the Smith's door and Mrs. Smith said, " Oh! Jessica, your date is here" but he said " It's not Jessica but Jeremy" !!!

Anna Brookes thought she was getting the perfect life she wanted; a marriage with the man she loved and freedom from her adoptive family. But when she woke up in bed with a stranger with no memory of what happened the night before, that marked the end of the perfect life she longed for Eight years later, Anna is struggling to be a good mother to three children, juggling meager jobs while searching for the truth about her real family Meanwhile, Mark Grayson, CEO of the world’s most luxurious cars is in need of a maid, offering a pay that can solve all her problems. She takes the job only to realize that her previous meager jobs were better and the billionaire CEO is the same stranger she slept with eight years ago, which leaves her wondering if Mark could be the father of her triplets But in an interesting turn of events, Anna’s ex-fiancé Luke returns, begging for a second chance with a promise of a better life. Caught between her unresolved feelings for Mark and her rekindled love for Luke, Anna is torn between the man whom her heart is constantly yearning for or the man from her past

Whenever Rachel Cooper loses it, I know I'm about to get divorced again. I close my eyes. "We are divorcing for the ninth time." Marcus Miller massages his temples and says regretfully, "Vivian, Barry died all of a sudden, leaving his wife and her unborn baby behind. I can't ignore them. Relax. Once the baby's born, we'll remarry. We won't separate ever again!" I remain silent. I already heard this promise eight times before. Barry Miller's sudden death is the reason for Rachel's breakdown. It also caused Marcus and me to divorce for the first time. Back then, Rachel was already pregnant, prompting Marcus to divorce me. He will remarry me once he has comforted her. Over the past nine months, we have married and divorced eight times. Everyone mocks me by calling me the Eight-Ring Wonder. I also find it ridiculous. After I accept the divorce certificate, one of the court staff secretly asks me, "When are you getting married again?" I answer calmly, "There's no next time."