Eighty Six Light

My wife, Sarah, died unexpectedly. My in-laws made an absurd request. "Why not have Stella play both roles? After all, Luke can't be without a mother." My brother-in-law, Greg, yelled at me, calling me shameless, and stormed out in anger. I looked at my sister-in-law, Stella, who looked exactly like my late wife. I could hardly conceal my grief. I was about to urge them to abandon their ridiculous idea, when I accidentally overheard a conversation between her and her parents. "It was Stella who died, so why did you lie and claim it was you?" Sarah sighed. "I love Greg. I staged my death so I could be with him legitimately. As for asking me to play both roles, don't even bring it up again. As for Michael, I have already given him a child and a respectable marriage. I owe him nothing." Turning around, I saw Luke with reddened eyes, asking me softly, "Daddy, does that mean that Mommy no longer wants us?" I bent down and pulled him into my arms, forcing myself to soothe him. "Your Aunt Stella wants to protect the person that she loves. We shouldn't bother her. It's time for us to prepare a new life."

They wanted me silent. They wanted me guilty. Camilla crashed the car, but I was asked to take the blame. For the good of the pack. For the image. And Alpha Victor of the Nightshade Pack, my supposed husband, didn’t even flinch. He stood beside her. Not me. That was the moment I realized that it was never about love. It was always about control. So I left. No tears. No warnings. I just walked away. They thought I ran to hide. But I didn’t run. I returned home, to the land that called me Princess before I even knew what it meant. Victor never asked where I came from. His pack never cared. They just assumed I was an Omega. But after seeing me at the banquet… Standing beside Prince Ethan— Now, he’s finally asking questions. But it’s too late. Because you don’t get back the woman you once asked to disappear, especially not when she’s standing beside a man who could burn your entire kingdom to the ground. Will Victor dare to cross a prince for the woman he once discarded? Can he handle the truth about who I really am? Or will the truth destroy everything he thought he controlled?

“Elena, I’ve found my fated mate… and I’m marrying her…” After waiting a year for her husband to return home from war, Elena Dooley didn’t expect that instead of hugs and kisses, she would be welcomed by a royal decree legalizing her husband’s second marriage with his mistress. Suddenly, Elena was pushed aside from being a Luna as if she were the third party between the two. But being born into a warrior pack and the daughter of an Alpha of the most respected and powerful warrior pack, Elena stood her ground. She asked for a divorce that would totally take a toll on Bryson’s family. With marriage in ruin and a heart bleeding from betrayals, would Elena trust a man again to be her mate after she rose to be the great warrior she always dreamt to be? Especially if she met the King’s brother, Prince Deacon, who was feared by the kingdom and the Rogues so much that he was given the title of god of war.

This isn't a love story, but almost a love story. Irina and Eric share a world through dreams and time travel. They have a strong mutual understanding about the feelings they have for each other, at the same time understanding that they cannot be together. Eric: I open my eyes and find myself standing alone in an empty room. The ceilings and the walls are neatly painted white. And the floor is composed of polished light brown wood. And there is a dark brown framed window at one corner where the light comes from. A bright yellow and pale red orange light tells me the sun is setting and soon it will be dark. Eric is a ghost who always appears in Irina's dream. Irina: I open the door to the bedroom. There is a dark brown framed window at one corner where the light is coming from. The yellow orange light passes through the open window. I see Eric standing right there on the spot captured by the yellow light. ‘You came back.’ I said. He stood there looking me in the eye. I almost died. Irina is a time traveler who may or may not change his fate. They alternatively tell a bitter sweet story. Love doesn't always mean together, sometimes it is deeper apart. Eric: I stand alone in the rain looking at the dark sky where all I can see is water, for it is both the rain and my tears flowing to my face. Irina: And suddenly it is no longer my reflection I see inside the mirror. What I see now is a figure of a man. I draw closer to see him clearly. But the closer I walk towards him, the farther I become from him. I couldn't get close.

การรวมตัวกันระหว่างนักสืบที่มีความสามารถเหนือกว่าคนวัยเดียวกันกับคนที่มีมันสมองระดับทั่วไปแต่ช่างสังเกต นี่คือการรวมตัวกันเฉพาะกิจของทั้งคู่โดยมีชีวิตของผู้คนจำนวนมากเป็นเดิมพัน

When the conglomerate's heir parachutes into our company, he conveniently brings along a "poor student" he's been sponsoring for years. That afternoon, they turn the entire office upside down. The young heir, Matthew Zohart, has no idea how to handle problems. All he knows how to do is smooth things over. He lets Gracie Fowler blow through my team's entire bonus and just stands there as she throws a tantrum in the open office. "I'm the future daughter-in-law chosen by the Zohart family!" she shrieks. "What are you people, anyway? Just a bunch of office drones!" Enraged, I rip off my work badge and turn to walk out. The very next second, Matthew drops down and grabs my leg. "You can't leave! I don't know how to do anything! If the team leader who actually gets things done quits, won't my family's company collapse?"

I was a mermaid from the deep sea. Out of curiosity and playfulness, I was caught by a fisherman and endured unbearable torment. Just when I was on the brink of death, Trevon Chapman happened to pass by and saved me. So, I gave up my identity as a mermaid princess, left the ocean behind, and followed him into the human world. For five years after our marriage, Trevon granted my every wish and showered me with affection. I truly believed I had found a safe harbor I could depend on for the rest of my life—until fate struck with its cruelest blow. Trevon's childhood sweetheart had fallen gravely ill, and only a mermaid’s tail could save her. I begged him desperately, but he responded with chilling indifference. "You're only losing your legs. Corinne is losing her life. Are you really that heartless? You're just going to watch her die?" "Besides, you can’t return to the sea anymore. That tail means nothing to you now. From now on, I’ll be your legs." After the surgery, I sat in a wheelchair, running my hand over the empty fabric where my legs should have been, and calmly demanded a divorce. Trevon pulled Corinne into his arms, sneering. "You're neither human nor fish now—a monster. Without me, the only road left for you is death." Yet in the end, when I transformed back into a mermaid and leapt into the sea, his cries and desperate sobs echoed across the waves.

"Mr. Charlton… Please don't… I could get pregnant…" On Christmas Eve, my best friend pulled me along to help cover for her and her boyfriend. After several rounds of drinks, a burning hand slipped beneath the fabric of my tight dress. It moved slowly over me, stroking and teasing, as a man's low voice murmured by my ear, "Relax… I'm only touching. I won't go any further."

Luciano De La Vega, known as Diablo, is a cold and untouchable billionaire. Feared by his employees and misunderstood by the world, he hides a devastating truth: a fatal heart condition with no cure. To protect others from grief, Luciano builds walls so high that no one can reach him. Camila Torres never imagined her path would cross with the infamous Diablo, until a heated argument over a taxi ride pits her fiery temper against his ruthless arrogance. Days later, their families force them into a contract marriage: for her, a desperate attempt to save her father’s bankrupt business; for him, a duty to his family legacy. Bound by resentment, their union is anything but loving. Yet when a vengeful former employee threatens their lives, the fire between them sparks into an unexpected passion. In Camila, Luciano discovers not just a partner, but a reason to live again. Her pregnancy gives him hope, pushing him to seek treatment for his failing heart. But joy turns to heartbreak when Luciano’s bitter step-sister poisons their newborn son, shattering their world. Grief threatens to tear them apart, but through pain and healing, they learn that love is the strongest heartbeat of all. The Diablo’s Heartbeat is a sweeping tale of power, passion, and redemption proving that even the coldest heart can be revived by love.

Everyone cheered on the most handsome student in our elective class, Jack Anderson, to reveal his ideal type. “My future wife has to be at least five feet five inches tall, and her parents must be professors. She also has to be beautiful and a top student in her field…” While everyone cheered, I immediately looked up. Why did the description… sound like my girlfriend, Cindy Swift? The next second, the professor standing next to the podium, Liam Swift, immediately smiled obsequiously. “That’s great! If Cindy hears this, she’ll be very happy! “You should meet her so that she wouldn’t go overseas over some silly guy.” Our classmates were roaring with laughter. I lowered my eyes and stared at the text message my parents had sent me. [You rascal! Are you sure you want to accompany your girlfriend overseas? No one will take over our family business, then!]