Exploding Head Syndrome Third Eye

I was blind This is my fault, isn't it? The man I loved, and I thought he was going to protect me all my life is the one who sold me off to an unknown man. I spent a night with that man. I wanted to kill myself and end my misery. But the man I spent a night with stopped me. He made me an offer: he would give me my sight back, in return, I had to become his woman. In the moment of despair, I choose survival over everything else. After my sight was restored, I did what I thought was justice- I shot my vile ex-boyfriend. I spared his life, but only so he would live with the consequences of his betrayal. Then I ran. I couldn't be anyone's woman. But even as I escaped, one name lingered in my mind, Zac Bratva. I could never forget him. How could I? He was the father of my son. "It's been five years, huh! You think you can escape me." I was startled, hearing the familiar voice before looking around. "I don't know what you are saying, sir. I don't know you," I stammered, fear tightening around my throat. "Seems like I have to help you to recall!" He said, his voice sharp. But before I could react, he pressed his gun against my head and said, "I am Zac Bratva, the godfather," he growled, "Yet you are brave enough to play with me. Now, Get inside the car, Woman!" "Godfather! What?!" My head erupted.

Third Villacorte is a third year engineering student and the protagonist who is secretly in love with his best friend for over three years since the day they first met at the college gathering, since that day he decided to choose friendship over love and because of that he have to hide his feelings for khai and as the result he'll have to endure the pain of seeing the man he loved flirting different women every week. But everything falls apart when his friend Raizen Valdez discovered his secret feelings towards his best friend. How long can third hide his feelings for his best friend and how long can he endure the pain, is love really made for man and women only? Can we really control our own emotions just todo what we think is right? Do we really need the insight of the society to decided whome we'll gonna love? Let the Khai-Third story prove to you that "love is a very beautiful thing and it shouldn't be limits by gender"

NOVEL ROMAN PALING SAKIT yang berkisah tentang konflik batin dan perasaan cinta seorang gadis penderita lupa ingatan (Amnesia Anterograde atau Goldfied Syndrome) bernama Sofie yang hanya mengingat peristiwa serta mengenal orang sebelum kecelakaan terjadi. Novel Psikologis yang akan mengungkap sisi gelap malapraktik dunia kedokteran yang memanfaatkan kelemahan pasien. Sebuah Dark Romance kisah cinta dilematis Adam si fotografer melarat yang harus memilih Tiara seorang perempuan sempurna nan kaya raya atau Sofie yang telah bertunangan dengan jiwa raga yang remuk redam dihancurkan dokter jiwa psikopat penuh ambisi memperkaya diri. Apakah memori cacat Sofie yang hanya sanggup mengingat setengah hari mampu mengubah segalanya? Mohon all Readers bersedia Follow sekaligus Vote halamannya :) Saya pasti Foolback :) No pirates please. Terimakasih Readers. Real Accident Inspirations: https://intisari.grid.id/read/031851631/ingatannya-hilang-setiap-2-jam-gadis-ini-selalu-menganggap-setiap-hari-adalah-tanggal-11-juni-penyebabnya-patut-jadi-peringatan-untuk-orang-tua?page=all

I catch the eye of a stranger on the bus. Then, I'm lured into his trap…

My father was a highly respected criminal investigator, and my mother was the head of the ER, dedicated to saving lives. However, I was a regular at the local police station. I fought, caused trouble, and earned the title of “the most hopeless kid on the block.” The first time, I publicly insulted my newly transferred cousin at school. My father dragged me straight to the police station in front of everyone and had me locked up for a full day and night. The second time, I led a gang of thugs to block my cousin’s way home in an alley. My mother was so furious, she dumped me deep in the mountains, leaving me to be bullied by a lecherous bachelor. The third time, I stole a keepsake from my cousin and tossed it down a sewer. My father put the handcuffs on me himself and sent me straight to juvenile detention. Five years later, I became a key informant in an anti-fraud operation, helping the police crack a major nationwide case. The media rushed to report the story, and journalists packed my parents’ house to interview the “hero’s family.” However, my parents just scoffed over the phone. “Her? A hero? We will only believe she is changed for the better when she is dead.” So why was it that when they saw me lying in a pool of blood after shielding a hostage, they finally cried?

I ended up with the person who used to bully me in school. As the morning sunlight seeped into the room, I barely moved my arm when the arm wrapped around my waist tightened, pulling me closer. Ethan Chambers lowered his head to kiss my neck, his deep voice tinged with a husky tone from just waking up. "Did you fall asleep last night?" I froze for a moment before nodding obediently. In the past, I might have resisted, but three weeks with him taught me a simple lesson to be compliant. He took my hand, which rested at my side, and interlaced his fingers with mine, playing with them as if amused. Leaning close to my hair, he let out a low chuckle full of interest. "This time, you didn’t throw away the ring I gave you?" He was referring to the diamond ring on my finger. There had been two others before this one—one I hid in the freezer, and the other I threw into the fountain in the garden downstairs. I didn’t want to think about the consequences of losing the first two rings for now, but the result of the third ring was clear: I was going to marry him, the person I once feared the most.

They say third time is the charm, but for Becca, Mandy, Lucy, and Tracy, twice turned out to be the charm they hoped for. Follow these four women as they try to find, Love after Heartbreak.

I'm just a wolf-less omega bitch and a fuck-up Cromwell that's descended from a dirty rogue. No wonder my pack and my own mother... think I'm the one that killed my father. But, I didn't... kill my father. I wound never kill him. He was my only friend in this pack. The only one I could relate to. I had no friends... I only had my dad. And, since I only had him... when he was gone I had no one. So, I spend my lonely hours dedicating my life to studies. I graduated early from High School with an outstanding GPA. But, even that never impressed my mother enough. So, When it came down to it... My mother didn't hesitate to accuse me of my father's death. Her hatred for me was unspoken until that moment. The moment she caught me pulling a knife out of my father's chest. It was buried in deep. And, when I got it out... I heard her horrid scream. One that was dramatic. I was forced to break eye contact from my father's corpse to see her standing on the kitchen's edge. Her hands on her cheeks. A gray and sickly color caked on her face. She could have fainted any second. "What have you done?"

Reuniting after 4 years, Gab and Seanne are finally together. Ipinangako nilang wala nang kahit ano at kahit sino ang makapaghihiwalay sa kanilang dalawa. With guidance from her father and a few trusted friends, Seanne is now the CEO of the Zima Corporation. Gab is also the head of the mafia organization and is now in full control over the family business. Matapos ang nangyari four years ago, pinangako ni Gab na hinding-hindi niya gagamitin ang organisasyon sa kahit anong karahasan. But when someone threatened Seanne’s life, alam niyang kaya niyang baliin ang pangakong iyon para sa kaligtasan ng kaniyang minamahal. This time, their enemy is far more dangerous than they’ve ever met. Dahil wala pang kahit sino ang nagtangkang kaharapin ang grupo ng mga assassin. At upang malabanan ang mga ito, kailangan nila ng tulong mula sa taong alam nilang kayang-kayang magpabagsak sa mga ito. But how can they do that, if the help they need is from the most secretive and discreet group in the country? Paano nila makukuha ang tulong na kailangan nila kung ang taong kukumbinsihin nila ay si Rainier Grisha, the CEO of the Grisha Transportation Industry, and the third of The Big Three?

It's our third wedding anniversary. On this day, Zoey Hayes, who has had a crush on my husband for three years, flaunts their love on her social media.