Eighty Eight

By a twist of fate, my husband, Morgan Lancaster, and I perish together in a sea of flames. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back on the very day we received our marriage certificate. In my previous life, we appeared to be a loving couple in the eyes of others, yet Morgan refused to share a bedroom with me the entire time we were married. It was only moments before our deaths that I discovered I was merely a substitute for his first love and that he had chosen to remain chaste for her for life. After getting another chance at life, neither of us mentions the past. Instead, by mutual understanding, we file for divorce that same day. From that point on, we go our separate ways. Eight years later, Morgan shows up arm in arm with his childhood sweetheart, Freya Springer, at a business summit. He is now a prominent and celebrated rising star in the business world. Seeing me dressed in a plain outfit, he approaches with a glass of champagne. His tone drips with mockery as he asks, "Ms. Smith, even if you still have feelings for me, there's no need to dress like a waitress just to get close to me. You aren't hoping for a reconciliation, are you?" I say nothing and simply smile as I wave at someone in the distance. My son, Theo Coltrane, toddles over and tugs at the hem of my shirt. "Mommy, Daddy says that he's tired from waiting so long. When are you coming home with us?" The smile on Morgan's face freezes instantly, and he nearly loses his grip on the glass in his hand.

Tied to a chair, it scraped against the concrete as Victor struggled. "Damn it, lady, I’ll give you this—you’ve got balls that even some men lack." he smiled, blood dripping from his mouth. Celestina pulled back the slide, the metallic click echoing in the quiet room as a bullet locked into place, ready to fire. She Pressed the gun to his head, "Are those your last words?" she asked coldly. ....................... How do you find peace when you're married to chaos itself? You don't. You become chaos. What would you do if your husband who murdered you and slaughtered your family proposed marriage again, and didn't recognize you? For Aria D'Amore, the answer is simple: marry him again, and make him pay for every drop of blood. When Aria is forced into a peace-treaty marriage with her family's enemy, she believes the war is over. Instead, Dante Vallenis uses their wedding celebration to massacre every D'Amore, making her watch before ordering her execution. She survives, barely, and "dies" in the eyes of the world. Eight years later, she returns as Celestina Vale, the mysterious Mistress of The Graveyard, an underground network that controls the Italian mafia through secrets and assassinations. When she manipulates her way into marrying Dante again, he doesn't recognize the stranger he's obsessed with controlling. But as she systematically destroys his empire from within, she falls for his uncle Adrian, the one man who tried to save her that night, and the one man who harbors a secret that could shatter everything she's built. So what will it be, love or revenge?

I was Alpha Adrian's secret for eight years. It took his grandfather’s centennial birthday for him to finally bring our son, Gale, and me home to the pack. He swore the pack Elders had finally given us their blessing. Our son, buzzing with excitement, bounced on the bed, clutching the champion’s medal from his junior fighting tournament. He’d fought tooth and nail to win it, just to make his father proud. But the moment we set foot on the Blackwood Manor grounds, we saw him. Adrian, with his arms wrapped around a blonde she-wolf, kissing her deeply. Adrian introduced her with a smile. "My mate, Sophia" Our son, Gale, rushed forward to confront him, stabbing a finger toward the seemingly perfect bite mark on my neck. "That's the mark Dad gave Mom! You all see it!" But the pack’s Head Elder stepped forward. After a cursory glance, he let out a cold sneer. "A clever trick of blood magic," he said with contempt. "It can mimic a scent, but it lacks the soul-deep connection of a true mate bond. Any experienced wolf can see through it." I turned to Adrian, my body frozen stiff. He turned away from me, gently stroking the real mark on Sophia's neck, which glowed with a silvery, moonlit light. "The Blackwood pack will not accept a half-blood who can’t even shift" he said. "The only one fit to stand by my side is Sophia." I looked at him, and a bitter laugh escaped me. To think I had suppressed my own Royal Alpha blood for a man like this.

“Miss Megan Gomez,” he grins. “What a beautiful name for a gold digger and social climb—.” He couldn’t continue his words when my palm met his cheeks. Hell… Who am I to do this to him? "I did this to save my siblings from debt and my father’s hospital bill, I have no interest for a personal reason. And the deal with your tricky old man is too simple for me not to grab the opportunity." He grins even more. “I see. Prove it then by following my rules. But each time you break my rules, I’ll claim a part of your body as mine.” “That’s not part of your old man's deal with me, I just need to marry you and live for two months!” “Heh. Are you afraid?” Megan Gomez was tricked by the old man to marry the heir of the largest mafia syndicate for a sudden financial need. "Live with my son for two months. If you don’t fall in love with him, I’ll cancel your debt and the marriage.” She agreed. She will be going to live with handsome, hot, and domineering Damian Quinn for the next eight weeks, without falling for his charm in order to break the contract. Or else, she is going to bear his child. However, not only can his physical charm lure Megan to fall for him, but there are rules to living with the devilish CEO. And as Megan breaks them, she learns pleasure that she never knew existed. But do the two have a future together when Damian is in love with someone else and Megan is confused about her real feelings toward him? If it is lust, she didn’t lose the game, but if it is love, she failed herself.

My husband and I were the two people who hated each other most in this world. He hated me for tearing him away from the woman he loved. And I hated him because that his heart remained occupied by another woman. For eight years of marriage, the words we spoke to each other most often were not love, nor duty, but curses. Yet on the day the city fell, everything changed, the enemy banners were already visible beyond the inner gate. He rode ahead and took the road, putting his body between the enemy and my escape. “Live,” he said quietly. Then he raised his blade and did not look back. Arrows came like rain. As they tore into him, he turned his head once—only once— After that, his body held the road,and nothing passed. “If there is another life…may Your Highness grant me the mercy to belong to her.” That night, with the city in ruins and the people either dead or fleeing, I climbed the highest tower of the palace. I leapt. When I opened my eyes again, I went to the king. “The northern kingdoms require a royal bride,” I said. “I will go.” This lifetime, I will be the one to cross the border. In my previous life, he died believing he had failed her. This time, I will not allow that regret to exist. I will take the marriage meant for her. I will carry the crown meant to exile her. I will walk into a future she should never have to endure. Let her stay. Let him protect her. Let him live his life believing he has finally kept his promise.

After eight years of love, Liz Smith went from being the woman Zac Lincoln once saw as the love he could never forget, to someone he couldn’t wait to get rid of. She had spent three years trying to hold on, giving everything she had. But once her last bit of affection ran dry, she finally gave up and walked away. On the day they broke up, Zac sneered coldly and said, “Liz, I’ll be waiting for you to come crawling back, begging me to take you back.” But what came instead wasn’t a plea—it was news that she was getting married. Furious, he called her. “Are you done with your little game?” A deep male voice answered from the other end. “Mr. Lincoln, my fiancée is in the shower. She can’t come to the phone right now.” Zac let out a bitter laugh and hung up. He convinced himself it was just another one of Liz’s tricks—playing hard to get. It wasn’t until her wedding day, when he saw her in a white gown, holding a bouquet, walking down the aisle toward another man, that reality finally hit him. Liz had truly let him go. Like a madman, he pushed through the crowd and rushed to her. “Liz, I know I was wrong. Please don’t marry someone else. Please.” Liz lifted her dress and walked right past him. “Didn’t you say you and Xena were perfect for each other? Why are you kneeling at my wedding now, Mr. Lincoln?”

Ten years ago Sarah Connor was betrayed by her mate when a jealous, power-hungry witch casted a spell making the whole kingdom think she was an evil witch. She was cast to the dungeons by her mate despite their past together and tortured for information she  didn't know. It wasn't until days later when she realized that her mate wasn't going to save her and they wouldn't be able to reform the bond they once had. She flees from her kingdom, friends, family and life to find somewhere to feel safe.  Legolas, the alpha king, who was under a spell from a witch for years until he was able to break free. Upon being free and killing the witch who messed up his life, the fog lifted, relieving the real memories of what happened and the horrible treatment of Sarah. Legolas was heartbroken at the news that he had hurt his mate so badly that she had fled and hadn't surfaced even when it was announced that the witch and her spell were no more. He went in search of her in the dark realm and found her with a child called Aleena. Aleena was eight years old and grew up in a small pack. They kept to themselves and never had any real problems. She graduated from high school a year early at the age of seventeen. She was starting her freshman year of college when her quiet little small town life got turned upside down. Her mother had a deep secret that she had kept this whole time and now it could cost her, her daughter. After a visit from the moon goddess herself, Aleena is faced with a choice. One that is life or death not just for her but her kind as a whole.

Oops! My true parents are the popular and rich Family in New York. The world has gone mad for The Merchettis to be my Parents. _______________ "Hayley, what do you know about Werewolves?" Viola says, and I frown at her. "Werewolves?" I say, and she nods. "Uhm, they are humans who change into Wolves at a particular period of time, they can change by will, some, I guess. I don't know much about them." "What if I told you they are real?" Da -- Alpha says, and I sit upright. "What?" "This might seem like a lot, but Werewolves are real, and you are one," Viola says, and I laugh. "Werewolves change when they turn eight, I'm twenty-eight." "Yes, and it is called repression. Your environment contributed to that, you weren't in your home, which is in a Pack, here, among other Wolves." Viola says. I say nothing, biting my lips, my mind tilting off the axis "So I am one?" "Yes." "A wolf, everyone here is a Wolf?" "Yes, Hayley." Fuck. _______________ If it’s not crazy enough to know that your true parents are rich and powerful, getting to be informed that you are a werewolf will shock your mind. Hayley Gold is a young woman in her late twenties and her world turned upside down when she knew her true parents and true identity. But the new mother and new sister are not friendly enough and how could she identify herself as a werewolf after all she never shifted in her twenty-eight years old life. It doesn't end there, as she is just about to leave, she discovers that she is pregnant with a baby brought by a one-night stand and the newly arrived Lycan King claims to be her mate and her baby’s father.

Heather was found around the packs borders when she was just eight years old. She was found with nothing but a name tag on her wrist that says Heather Snow. She was treated like an outcast because no one knows her background and family history. On her sixteenth birthday, a ceremony was held in the pack for everyone in her age bracket. It was supposed to be the night when they all shift for the first time and have their first run in the woods with the rest of the pack. This particular ceremony was even more important because the future Alpha of the Demon Wolf Pack was supposed to shift on that very night, so everyone important like the Alpha and other elites were present. Unfortunately, Heather could not shift that night, while everyone shifted and had a fun night. She was made to sleep in the stables as punishment for being a wolfless omega. They thought she is a weak omega because she couldn't shift, they have no idea that she shifted on her fourteenth birthday, which is two years before her peers. She had to keep it a secret because shifting so early was considered a taboo, besides, her wolf is quite different from the rest, it has a snow white fur, just like the rogues. What happens when Heather finds out that she is mated to the Alpha of the Demon wolf pack, the same Alpha that bullies and Demeans her every fucking day. Will she forgive him and accept the bond? Will he get rid of his chosen mate Mira and accept the bond with his true mate Heather? Find out what happens when the Lycan prince Xander shows up mysteriously and finds his mate being bullied and abused by an ordinary Alpha.

Richard's parents died in a car accident when he was eight years old. Life has not been easy for him and his two sisters because no one was willing to help them. His older sister decided to sacrifice everything she had to see that Richard and his younger sister have the best of life. At age of 18, Richard happened to find himself in a university as a result of his sister's effort. She warned him seriously not to get involve in trouble. But his trouble began when he fell in love with one of his professor's daughter which resulted in him leaving school. Will he be able to face his sister after making all her efforts go in vain? Or will he find a way to succeed without obtaining a degree in an effort to make up for his mistake? Meanwhile Rebecca is very naughty highschool student that was terrible at mathematics and physics and has never been in love. Her mother hired Richard to teach her mathematics because he had the best result in his faculty. But Rebecca hated him so much that she could anything to make him stop teaching her. One day, Richard stood up for her while she was being humiliated at school. That made her to start seeing the good in him. Just as things were about to get interesting between them, a very tragic incident happened to Richard causing him to leave school. Rebecca did not see Richard again until after five years and he wasn't like she used know him. Will she fall for him again like before? Or will she turn a blind eye and pretend he doesn't exist?