Eighty-six Novel

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Reaching adulthood, Pax then ends up in Chicago being an unregistered and unknown chemist living in a place resembling a garage; not planning to change anything of his lifestyle, until he met someone who was able to help him with an unknown chemical substance made only in his knowledge. In cause of his mental incapacity at several points of his living, the said project resulted in a disaster, causing some of its built evaporated elements open to other people without their awareness of the possibility of obtaining them. With that supposed substance running around within the air, it then goes in the way of people who are proved worthy of them to be obtained. Scattered along the country, they find their way to each other, desperate to learn control with what they have possibly acquired.

After our eighty-eighth canceled wedding, I called my business partner. "I'm taking the Haviana market project." There was a beat of stunned silence. "Seriously? That's ten years overseas. You just got married—well, weren't you? Does your husband even know? What about your parents? You always said staying close to them was everything." I glanced around the empty church and let out a sharp laugh. "There was no wedding. No husband. And my parents? They've got Cindy. That's all they need." Another pause. "Alright. Pack your bags. You leave tomorrow." After the call, I ran a hand down my wedding dress. One last tear slipped out, quiet and pointless. Cindy had another "episode" today. Claimed she'd off herself. Andrew canceled—again. I'd looked at him, drained. "It's the eighty-eighth time." He dropped his head, guilt all over him. "Just a little more time, Viv. She's been off since the accident. I'm scared she'll actually do it. I swear, I'll talk to her. For real this time. Then we'll get married. Promise." My parents didn't hesitate. "Vivian, let Andrew go. If Cindy hadn't gotten kidnapped trying to save you, she wouldn't have these breakdowns. Are you really putting a wedding over your sister's life?" "How could you be so selfish?" I'd heard it all before. Used to fight it. Not this time. If neither my fiancé nor my parents wanted me around, then fine. I'd leave.

(Reverse Harem) (Book 2 of Her Wolves series) (Can read as Stand Alone) Orphaned at the age of 17, Nerezza had no one to rely on and nowhere to go. Down on her luck, one day she ventures the streets of Makatza, the werewolf capital, in search of food when something else entirely finds her. Her mate. Through their ups and downs, the two conceive a child but were thrown a loop when he is stolen away just hours after his birth. Her mate sets out to find him but leaves her behind as the price. Alone in the world again, Nerezza doesn't know what to expect. Surely, there was no way things could get better. Until she becomes the concubine of the werewolf king and finds out, love has no limits. Especially not with six mates surrounding her. *** “I'll have you know that if you were to want me. Or come with me, even, you will have to toss that possessive Alpha male bullshit to the side.” I sneered. I could feel the bond slip into place. Enough that it took me off guard. Slightly. “What, can't handle a challenge?" Cocky, arrogant bastard. Of all the men in the world, I was stuck with him. If I wanted to have him. Pawns were disposable and I rarely came upon them. His fighting could prove useful, although I doubt his abilities in bed would suffice. “Look, whatever your name is, you might be my mate but you aren't the first one this week. Okay? So if you retain your possessive nature, you and the other guys might not get along very well,” I turned on my heels and headed back out the alley. Glancing over my shoulder, I saw his confused look. “And I much prefer not cleaning blood from my carpets.”

Two months after I died, it finally occurred to my parents that they'd forgotten to bring me back from their trip. My father scowled in frustration. "She was supposed to walk back herself. Does she really need to make such a big deal out of it?" My brother, ever smug, opened our chat and sent an emoji, along with a message. [You'd better die out there. That way, Scarlett and I will split Grandma's inheritance.] He received no reply. With a frosty expression, my mother said, "Tell her if she shows up for her grandmother's birthday on time, I'll let the whole pushing-Scarlett-into-the-water thing go." They never believed I hadn't made it out of those woods. After digging six feet into the ground, they finally found my bones deep in the forest.

Six has a lot to handle between caring for her drug-addicted mother, raising her three year old brother and going to school. She seems to have everything under control, but she's had to make some touch choices and do some things she isn't proud of to get to this point. Axle is a spoiled rich kid on his third attempt at senior year who never takes responsibility for anything. He's got a quick temper and is prone to letting jealousy cloud his judgment.They are complete opposites on paper yet they can't seem to stay away from each other. Will they be able to stay together despite Six's messy past and present?

Jelek, culun, ratu jerawat, dan masih banyak panggilan buruk lainnya yang disematkan pada Alana di sekolah. Kehidupan sekolahnya memang seperti itu, hanya dicari ketika ulangan dan ujian tiba. Seolah tugasnya hanya untuk memberi anak-anak dikelasnya contekan. Situasi di rumah pun tak jauh berbeda. Ayah dan ibu yang selalu bertengkar ketika bertemu, membuat Alana lelah akan semua itu. Di suatu hari ketika dia benar-benar lelah dan kabur ke sebuah toko antik, dia menemukan sebuah buku fanfiction. Nama salah satu tokoh itu mirip seperti namanya, namun yang membedakan adalah Alana yang ada di dalam novel cantik dan pemberani, tak seperti dirinya. Di saat perjalanan pulang, tanpa diduga-duga saat pulang dia ditabrak oleh sebuah truk. Dan ketika bangun, wajah tampan seorang aktor papan atas berada tepat di depan wajahnya. "Alana? Kau kenapa? Aku ini kan kakakmu?" Alana masuk ke dalam novel itu!

Ocean Series: 1Stella, a orphan probinsyana wishes to become a cardiologist. She sets on an adventure to the city of Manila with her bestfriend's kuya, Alen. She soon learns how to love, how one person chose to clutch the knife, the ugly side of the world and how to heal oneself.

Seven years ago, one night inside a hotel suite changed everything. Luna Herrera-an honor student struggling to survive college-never imagined that a single assignment at the Blackwell Grand Hotel would cost her everything. In one heartbreaking night, her innocence was stolen by a man too powerful to remember... and too untouchable to confront. Damon Blackwell-billionaire heir to the Blackwell Empire-is feared, admired, and dangerously controlled. But behind his cold success lies a night he cannot recall, and dreams that whisper of a woman he may have broken without knowing. Now a licensed psychologist and a single mother, Luna lives quietly with her six-year-old son, Callyx-his gray eyes the only link to a past she tried so hard to bury. Damon, on the other hand, is unraveling. Public breakdowns. Family pressure. And an ultimatum that forces him to seek therapy... under a false name. When fate brings them face to face-patient and doctor, unknowingly connected by a secret neither of them is ready to confront-can the truth stay buried? Or will six weeks after midnight come back to rewrite everything?

The day I found out I wasn't really an Adelson, Sharon—their real daughter—stormed in and stabbed me—over and over. Just like that, my shot at being a mom? Gone. Chuck Benetton, my fiancé, lost it. My parents swore they'd disown her. To "comfort" me, Chuck proposed on the spot. My parents handed me the severance letter—Sharon officially disowned—and told me to just focus on healing. Later, they said Sharon had run off and gotten trafficked in Nyamara, some hotspot for scams and lost souls. They said it served her right. And yeah... I believed them. Six years into the lie, I saw her—very much alive, baby bump and all, curled up against my husband like she owned him. "If I hadn't snapped back then, Yasmine never would've married you, " she said. "Thank God you and Mom and Dad backed me. Otherwise, that imposter would've landed me in jail. "She probably never guessed I've been right here, carrying your baby. Once I give birth, just fake an adoption. She can nanny our kid forever. "Thanks for everything, Chuck." She smiled like he was her hero. And he blushed. "Don't thank me. Marrying her was the only way to protect you. I'd do it all again." So yeah. The guy I thought loved me? He was always lying. My "parents"? They only cared about Sharon. If that's love, I want nothing to do with it.