Eight Years

In the two years after Bradley Vaughn's so-called "memory loss," we divorced seven times—all to keep his childhood crush Vivian Monroe happy. Number eight? Because Vivian got pregnant. "You can't have kids anyway. Once Vivian has the baby, we'll get back together. You can raise the kid." That was his usual ice-cold line as he slid the papers across the table. That night, he kicked me out—said Vivian got nauseous just seeing me. I moved into another house. Alone. In the rain. Even after I landed in the ER from a near assault, he didn't bother asking if I was okay. Then one day, I spotted him at a clinic with Vivian. He rubbed her belly and laughed, "So what if she finds out I faked the amnesia? She can't live without me. Toss her a bone, she'll come crawling." I looked away, steady. Then my phone buzzed. [How did your checkup go?]

After a wild college party, Isla woke up and her eyes almost pop out of their sockets. Damien Da Silva was lying beside her. He was her crush, her first love, the boy she's dare not look in the eyes because she's not in his league. When he wakes up, he said to her coldy; “Get out of my sight. And don’t tell anyone what happened, or I’ll make the rest of your life hell.” But the next day, the video leaks. He shows up angrily and spat to her face; “You’re just desperate for my attention. Everyone knows you’re not my type.” Eight years later, at a business gala, Isla and Damien bumps into each other. “Isla Pereira?” he calls out. “Khan,” “What?” “It’s no longer Pereira. It’s Khan,” she flashed her sapphire-halo diamond ring before his face. He looks surprised and disappointed. “You’re married?” Isla smirks, “You’d rather I waited for you?”

My friend and I transmigrated into a melodramatic novel about a wealthy family. When the mission ended, I chose to leave. He fell for the obsessive female lead and chose to stay with her. Eight years later, the system told me that she had locked him in a mental hospital, and he had only three days left to live. When I rushed to him, he was tied to the bed. His eyes were dull, and he kept repeating my name. His crush, Sterling Group's CEO, was planning a grand wedding with the man she truly loved. I looked at my friend’s hands. They had once played the piano with grace. This time, they were covered in countless needle marks. “You came, I knew you would...” He mustered the last of his strength to look at me. “I was a fool. I thought staying by her side was the truest form of my love for her. “I never realized I was only a stepping stone in her path. “Take me home. I don’t want to die here...”

Galata Ferrari has been married for eight years to Matteo Sebastini, the man she has loved for as long as she can remember, to whom she has dedicated her entire life, and for whose sake she set aside all her goals. With a three-year-old child and another pregnancy, she believes her life is exactly as she always dreamed, until she overhears a conversation between her husband and his best friend. He reveals that he married her out of spite, believing that the woman he truly loved had betrayed him. However, this woman returns, and with her return, the happiness Galata felt collapses like a house of cards, as he realizes he is still in love with his ex-girlfriend. Matteo finds himself torn between love and duty; he thinks he will ultimately choose love, but later he realizes his true feelings. By then, it is too late, and the divorce has already been signed. What will Matteo do to win back his true love? Will Galata return to him, or will she dedicate herself to achieving all the goals she had left behind?

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.

When Evan Sterling discovered Estera Roberts lurking in the shadows of his father's mansion in Charlestown he thought she was a trespasser and a thief. But not the kind he had feared… Drawn to the seventeen-year-old orphan who was the niece of their housekeeper, Evan tried to stay away from her to douse the simmering desire to possess the innocent who had unknowingly come to live in an opulent world of infidelity, wealth, and sinful indulgence. She was a minor and he was eight years older than her. He knew he must stay away from her – an easier concept than reality. The two formed a bond so strong it was almost impossible to break, but then life happens. Torn apart by deceit and marriage of convenience, Evan and Estera tried to live the life destiny dealt them. But when their paths crossed again, they had a glimpse of what a life together would look like. But then to attain their dreams, they must face hurting the ones in their lives, and risk death to expose a sinister plot designed to hide a damning secret at their expense, or accept that the saying 'love conquers all' is nothing but a cruel illusion.

Violet, an orphan and maltreated member of the Black Moon Pack, has had to endure a life of abuse and harassment due to her lack of an inner wolf.  On her 18th birthday, she had hoped to transform into her wolf form and find acceptance, but Jake, the Alpha's son, rejected her because she was weak and without a wolf. Heartbroken, Violet decides to leave the pack. Sebastian Harrison, a 26-year-old Alpha of the Silver Pack, has been searching for his mate for the past eight years with no luck.  His pack has a rule that if an Alpha has not found his mate by the age of 26, he will be given a chosen mate. He was given Evelyn Richards as his chosen mate, but just as he was about to accept her, he found his fated mate, Violet, only to discover she had no wolf. Will Sebastian reject Violet and go with his chosen mate? How will life turn out for Violet? Will she be without a wolf forever? Or does the moon goddess have something else in store for her? Read this story to find out more.

After eight years of loving him in vain, my boyfriend, Gilbert Hughes, finally proposed. The wedding is set for a week from now. However, just as I'm happily preparing for it, I accidentally overhear a conversation between him and his friends. "I have to give it to Gilbert. The moment he proposes, his first love, Cheryl, gets restless." "But now that Cheryl's back, what are you going to do with your girlfriend?" Gilbert pauses for a moment, then replies casually, "It's fine. I'm not actually going to register my marriage with Jennifer. At worst, I'll just hold a wedding and play along." At the party the next day, he wraps his arm around me dotingly and socializes with our guests. Yet, the moment Cheryl Manning runs out in tears, he instantly lets go of me and chases after her in a panic. I follow quietly and watch them embrace tightly in the dark, kissing each other deeply. With my heart completely shattered, I turn away and dial a number. "Want to get married? I need a groom."

"You make it sound like I did something wrong?" Niklaus says with a sly smile before stepping back to avoid the punch I swing at him. His hand grabs my wrist tightly before he spins and presses me back on his desk, with my upper body facing him. His hips press against my parted legs. "Really...Luci, I missed you like crazy. How can you say such harsh things to me?" He says with a pout. Wait…wait, what is that pressing against me? "You crazy b*stard." I all but scream the words, but the manic excitement in his eyes doesn't waver as he forces his hips against me. Eight years ago, novice recruit Lucien Sinclair had the perfect partner and brother-in-law anyone could ask for; everything vanished in the blink of an eye when the 'perfect' man, Niklaus Heinrich, turned out to be the perfect devil, an arms dealer masquerading as the perfect CEO to the largest company in Ferndale. What happens when the two are forced to work together again? {This is a stand-alone book}

Tristan Moreno and I are asked when we're getting married when we attend a class reunion. "We're undecided." "1st of October." Our answers come simultaneously. His head shoots up, and he looks at me with anger and disbelief. I ignore him and explain to my classmates, "I'm getting married on the 1st of October. You're all invited." I know what Tristan wants to ask me. He and I have dated for eight years, but he's never discussed marriage with me. He drags me to a corner, looking furious. "Didn't we agree to put marriage on hold? Do you take pleasure in forcing me into this?" I pry his fingers off my wrist and say, "You can put it on hold for as long as you want. That doesn't stop me from getting married." He's long since gotten bored of me—he's found a younger woman but thinks he's done well in keeping it a secret. Fortunately, he's not the man I'm marrying.