Every Word You Never Said

Elsie. Track down an Author who suddenly went MIA and make a good story out of It. This was supposed to be my big way of getting a permanent position at the Barbara’s Editorial Board. In some ways, it was. Until it wasn’t. Hunter Graham isn’t who I envisioned him to be. He’s bitter and he resents me. When my car breaks down and a blizzard hits, I’m stranded. I have no choice. I have to stay with him. My plan is simple. Stay long enough for the snow to thaw and be on my way. But day after day, I find myself falling for him, even when I shouldn’t. He annoys me and gets on my nerves.I know he hates me. He doesn’t want me around him. I do want him to want me though. But we can’t always have what we want, can we? Hunter My life wasn’t so bad, till she came along. The nosy reporter. I shouldn’t have her around me, yet here she is. Believe me, I’ve had my fair share of bad experiences with people. I’ve learnt to trust no one. Especially her. Yet, no matter what I do, I find myself getting drawn to her, craving her. Despite my hostility towards her, she invades my thoughts, a haunting presence I can’t escape. I hate her. I really do. So why do I see her when I close my eyes and why do I feel her when she’s not even close?. I can’t possibly love her. I can’t possibly love anyone else. Not after what I’ve been through. Or can I? One thing is certain. Regardless of how I feel, we’re stuck with each other.

Callista Rose, a 20-year-old girl who is so beautiful and innocent. Every man who sees her will surely fall in love with her and want to have her. But her fate is not as beautiful as her face. Her parents have died since she was little. She lives with her step-aunt and with a cousin who continues to torture her. Her fate becomes worse when two cruel vampire princes fell in love with her.

Carl Larson's intern is about to die, and her only wish is for him to sleep with her once. I disagree, and he says I'm petty. "It's just a one-time thing. She's about to die! Why do you have to assume I'm up to something dirty?" Is that so? I've seen them together more than once, though. I later agree, and he's relieved… until he sees me lying on his operation table for an abortion. He widens his eyes in disbelief. "What are you doing here?" I smile. I want him to murder his child. I want him to regret this for life.

Abigail has been living alone in her small apartment since her mother died two years ago. She's a scholar in a prestigious school and always top of her class. She has multiple jobs just to support her daily expenses. She works as a waitress in a restaurant near their school after their class and at the bar every Saturday night as a waitress. She doesn't have a boyfriend since birth. Her reason always is no guy appealed to her or the guy that was fated for her didn't come yet. But she was sick of her friends Cora and Mia forcing her go to on blind dates which always ended in a disaster. When she saw a hot handsome guy at the mall who captivated her eyes, she didn't hesitate to snap a picture of him, show it to her friend, and say. "THIS IS MY BOYFRIEND." Without knowing that simple picture will turn her life upside down.

Ketika hidup penuh dengan problem yang ada, ketika hidup dicoba dengan beban yang berat, dan ketika diri sendiri mulai merasa mencapai titik letihnya dengan semua yang membebaninya apakah masih ada kebahagian yang boleh diharapkan. Adakah sedikit kebahagian untuk itu tidak apa dia datang terlambat, tidak apa juga harus bersabar lebih lagi yang pasti aku beraharap kebahagian itu ada untuk ku. Meskipun aku harus menunggu disini untuk itu.

Brandon Garcia made a biggest mistake of his life. He hurt and ruined the only woman that love him so much at the very crucial time of their relationship. He regretted his decision but he couldn't undo things that happened already. Feeling down and rejected she ran away from him. And now after four long years their path crosses again. She changed. Not the same Candice he used to know before. He realized that he love her still. But for her he was just a forgotten past.

Made for each other yet unknown to them. But made to live together as man and wife, because the universe thinks it will work for them as it worked for her sister and his brother. The couples are always aflame and inflexible toward each other. As they spitfire in their lives, which causes it to effuse into something indescribable, as the force of love brings them together, and their love faces different ordeals. Will they overcome it? But In the end, love always wins.

Fake it 'til you make it has been the motto I live by since my mother died. I'm also doing a really bad job at the making it part. The night we met, I was at my lowest. But you gave me a reason to feel happy again. For the first time in over a year, I was optimistic. You and I? We're the same. Don't form attachments. Follow the rules. Don't dream of a future. Too bad our hearts wouldn't listen. And this storm we're going through? The one that threatens to rip us apart? It doesn't care that I'm falling for you. Falling for You is created by Jennifer Van Wyk, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

*You want me to fuck you, i know you do* PRETEND YOU MINE. "I'm not your girl, Ethan." I snapped instantly. "You were during that kiss, Brynne." Eyes flickering, he read me, and then he inhaled. I was a damp mess between my legs, and I wondered if he could smell me. "You smell so good... and fucking sexy." Sweet Jesus! His thumb rubbed over my collarbone where his hand still rested on my neck. And I did absolutely nothing to stop him. I was enjoying the view too much. I'd tousled his hair from the mauling with my hands. He still looked gorgeous and probably did even when he crawled out of bed in the mornings. Bed. Was there a bed in our immediate future? It would take next to nothing on my part to get this man into bed. I didn't have to be a genius to know he wanted sex. The real question here was did I want it? "Ethan." I pushed against the wall of steel that was his body and got nowhere. "Why are you doing this? Why are you acting this way to me?" "Don't know. I can't stay away and I'm not acting. I tried to leave you alone but I can't do it." He feathered his other hand over my hair and down until it was resting on the other side of my neck. "I don't want to stay away from you." He rubbed slow erotic circles with his thumbs meeting at the middle of my throat. "You want me too, Brynne, I know you do."

Connor Lockwood abandons me at the hospital's entrance even though I'm bleeding in the middle of my pregnancy. He insists on sending his client, a divorcée, home. The blood flows down my legs, but he hurries off without another look back. He should've been at the hospital and by my side, but instead, I see him in his client's social media update. It's captioned, "Thank goodness for my wonderful lawyer. Do you know who gets to have hangover soup when they're drunk? Me!" I spend the rest of the night wide awake. The following morning, I calmly dial a number. "Dad, I've made up my mind. I'll return home in three days to take over the company."