Flower Breathing

“Genesis. Your eyes, they just glowed right now,” Killian spoke, his hands cupping my cheeks, his hands felt gentle almost as if he was holding a flower, I wouldn’t mind being a flower. Flowers are beautiful. My mind wandered off again, and I heard the voice in my mind let out a small snicker. “What about my eyes?” “They changed…” He let go of my face, and I felt like I had been deprived of the sweetest feeling. I wanted it back. But I had to soldier on. “Don’t yours when you communicate with your wolf,” I asked tucking the small strand of hair behind my ear, his eyes following my movements intently, tensioned filled the air. ******************************************************************************************************************************************** Genesis was a loner living as a slave in a pack that killed her family; some people didn't even know she existed. She believed that her future was bleak and is doomed to forever be a slave for a pack she hates with all of her might. what happens when she meets meets her fated mate who turns out to the the Alpha King Kilian a thousand year old Lycan who has a fierce and cruel reputation and who has publicly announced to the supernatural world countless of times that he did not wish for a mate. Will he reject her? And what will happen when Genesis finds out just how powerful she really is, and who her parents really were.

For five years of marriage, David was the perfect husband everyone envied. He gave me endless gold cards and pampering, only when mentioning children, his eyes were bone-chillingly cold. Until the day I was diagnosed with a brain tumor and accidentally got pregnant, I broke his lie that had lasted five years: he never traveled on business, but secretly financed a flower shop called “Sylvia” without telling me. The girl in the shop, Emry, had a face identical to my sister‘s, and she stroked her slightly protruding belly, calling him “baby‘s dad” coquettishly. I chose to leave [Three years later] I became the most dazzling new star in Milan‘s architecture world. When we met again, I appeared at a celebrity dinner on the arm of my real brother Eric, with a child beside me who had a pair of eyes exactly like his. This once cold and aloof plutocrat now stopped my car in the rain. He knelt in the mud with red eyes, tugging on the corner of my skirt, and begged humbly, “Alice, please... look at me again.” I just gently brushed the child‘s broken hair from his forehead, without even pausing to glance at him. “Sir, you‘ve mistaken me for someone else. My husband died in that fire three years ago.”

Melissa Alejandra King lived the life of an assassin amongst the Valshier pack, she was known to be the strongest and dangerous fighter and had the aura of an ALPHA. Micage Alexander King lived his life amongst the humans as a protector and unknown to him, he was protected was a trusted warrior of Queen Ivory, he was ruler over every human. A KING in the eyes of the many. Devaro Allen King born from Alovia and Alexander, an illegitimate child to the throne, he would do anything to get the throne even if it means killing his siblings. A fight for the title of the Alpha king, siblings fight and the creation of monsters. Who will be given the title of the ALPHA KING?. To solve the riddle in the prophecy to revive their mother, proclaim the power of the Alpha king and stop the god of darkness from awaking before the red moon comes. Carved and brought up by the darkness Devaro seeks for his true identity, to become the ALPHA KING but to do that he has to either make his siblings give it to him or kill one of them, but their meeting turned into a deal that created a bond between them. With the red moon fast approaching, Melissa and Micage rush to revive their mother where she helps them conjoin into one being strong enough to kill the lord of demons and end the war and for the price they died and the reincatinated moon flower, their mother use the power of the Alpha king to bring them back through rebirth. Sadly the title of the Alpha King was lost....... Or so they thought.

To protect my boyfriend, Nico, the illegitimate son of our allies, the Moretti family, from their internal power struggles, I agreed to leave New York with him. But on the eve of my adoptive father, the Don of the Falcone family, signing our transfer orders, he backed out. Through the hidden door of the cigar lounge, I heard his right-hand man tease him: "So you really kept up that act for three months just to get rid of the princess?" "But she's your childhood sweetheart. You really have the heart to some miserable fishing village in the Baltics all by herself?" Nico's voice was nonchalant. "It's just an outpost across the pond. How far can it be?" "Scarlett is too controlling. If I don't get her out of the picture, how am I supposed to get any breathing room? Besides, I need to put Chloe at ease." I stood behind that hidden door for a long time that night, my grip on the doorknob tightening until my knuckles were white, before I finally let go. I turned and walked away, pulling out my tablet to change my flight plan. I changed the destination from the official plan of that desolate Baltic outpost to a seat at the High Table in Sicily, which is the absolute center of old-world Mafia power. Everyone seemed to have forgotten. I am the princess of the Falcone family. And he is nothing but filth from the gutter. We were never a match.

How would you define your worth? My name is Cassey Timmerhaus, a seventeen year- old noble daughter, whose goal is to find my worth and guarantee my own happiness. In worth comes opportunities, in opportunities comes wealth, in wealth comes love, in love comes happiness, and in happiness, I can die blissfully. But the path to self- realization was harder than I presumed. The unfathomable range of emotions, the twisted justice to prove yourself righteous, the betrayals, the sinful encounters and the fight for the honorable seat, are things I never expected but had to experience. "To honor your family is the noblest thing. How could you fail in such a task as easy as breathing?" I faced countless humiliation and disgrace; degraded by the people I call family. "I am sorry, but how could we dare tarnish a lady's hand by making her work for us, mere commoners? Surely she wasn't casted away to be like this. For a noble like her, it would be better to starve than sweat her palms." The rejections from those who once respected me ruined my valued trust. She once said that in this endless pit of woes, thy love shall save me. But, I doubt that. Even if I have love, will I be able to make it last? Will I be able to make him stay? Will I ever be worth of such fortune, when I am just a grass?

Hatiku koyak, bukan hanya karena penghiatan suami semata, tetapi juga berdarah, akibat kelakuan busuk wanita yang telah kuanggap sebagai sahabat. Jangan tanya bagaimana sakit hati Bening, ketika luka melahirkan belum kering, dia malah menemukan Ibra suaminya sedang bercinta di kamarnya, dengan Intan, sahabatnya sendiri. Lelaki itu bahkan tega mengusir Bening dan Evan yang masih merah dari rumahnya. Sakit hati perempuan itu, kian mendalam, takkala Ibra mengabaikan bayinya yang sakit kritis dan nyaris meninggal serta membutuhkan biaya besar. Rasa kecewa bertubi – tubi dengan perlakuan Ibra, membuat Bening memutuskan perceraian. Sayangnya Ibra mempersulit keinginannya. Dia mau mempertahankan Bening supaya tetap bisa tinggal di rumah wanita itu dan mendapatkan apa yang dia mau. Di tengah konflik rumah tangganya yang rumit. Bening tetap bekerja dan membesarkan anak serta Joli Flower miliknya. Kekuatan Bening ternyata menarik perhatian Kama Maheswara, putra konglomerat yang sudah lama diincar oleh Ibra untuk berinvestasi di start – upnya. CEO tampan itu pelan – pelan mendekati Bening, hal itu semakin membuat Ibra semakin panas hati. Sikapnya makin kejam pada Bening. Dia ingin merusak kehidupan Bening supaya wanita itu takluk kepadanya. Dapatkah Bening menyelesaikan masalahnya sebagai istri yang terdzalimi?

In the Santoro family, there was one rule: the heir marries a daughter from another powerful Family. But Alessio Santoro was crazy. He wanted to marry me, a nobody from a flower shop. He knelt in the family chapel for ten days straight. He even took a bullet fired by his own father, the Don. All just to walk away from his title and run away with me. I held him, crying, begging him to stop. He just smiled and kissed my eyes, wiping my tears. "Don't cry, Thea. As long as I can marry you, it's all worth it." In the end, the Santoros relented. But they had one condition: Alessio would still produce the next heir. Just not with me. He had to have a son with Aurelia Rossi. So I endured. I endured listening to them through the wall, night after agonizing night. I endured the smell of her perfume on his skin, the sight of her marks on his neck every time he kissed me. A year later, Aurelia got pregnant. It was a girl. Alessio begged me, his eyes red. "Just a little longer, Thea." So I waited another year. Finally, news came. Aurelia was pregnant with a boy. I thought we could finally leave, finally be free. But then disaster struck. Aurelia’s daughter had a sudden, violent allergic reaction. Everyone blamed me. They threw me in the cellar and left me to die. And Alessio? He believed them. This time, I was the one who gave up. I walked away from everything.

“I didn't think you'd come,” Mason Remington said. Lisa's breathing slowly increased as she tightly gripped the contract in her hands. It was already rumpled from the many times she'd read it, playing its letters like a movie in her head, over and over. Was she honestly considering it? She had a boyfriend. And even though she had always wanted Mason, craved him for years, he was her brother's best friend, who before today had never thought of her as anything other than a little sister. She knew what he wanted and what she'd be getting into if she went through with this, but all those thoughts seemed to vanish as she made her way into his office. Mason closed the distance between them, drawing her close with his hands to her waist and closing the door forcefully behind her. He now had her in his arms, giving her a small smile before crushing his mouth to hers, shutting her up before she could say anything. His hands moved up her back and crushed her tiny body against his, causing a quiet moan from her. He kissed her as though he was hungry for her. It wasn't just a show of power but desire. And with every brush of his tongue against hers, she knew all too well, that there was no way on earth she could say no to his proposal.

A Biker/Billionaire/Mafia Romance With my fingers gliding across his flesh, I kept contact as I moved around to his back and across the broad expanse between each shoulder. Afterward, I ran my fingers in a soft caress over the nape of his neck—God, how I'd always wanted to touch him in this way—and then began making my way over to the opposite shoulder, shortly coming around to his collarbone. Afterward, with a pivot of my fingertips, and practiced turns of my feet, I came a full one hundred and eighty degrees, facing him again. As I gazed into his eyes, my breathing increased, and I felt myself give a small pant as I moved my fingers down to his chest... Shattered-Way down we Go" - A heart-wrenching tango of love, loss, and redemption unfolds as Marlowe Mills, the daughter of the president for The Sons of Morning Star MC, is secretly in love with Torin Montero, a member of her father's MC, who becomes her father's rival and her silent protector. However her love is torn apart by a brutal betrayal. When the embers of their past reignite, Marlowe finds herself in the treacherous embrace of a Mob boss's son, entangled in a web of obsession and danger. But fate has a twist in store: Torin lives, scarred and driven by his own vendetta. As the lines between love and vengeance blur, Marlowe must choose between the comfort of the shadows or the tumultuous dance of destiny.

He crouched in front of me and pulled my hair. “I’m talking to you!” He growled into my ears and I forced myself to whimper “I’m sorry” again. He looked at me with so much outrage. “I should kill you”, his voice was a low growl. “No one disobeys me – no one at all. You just failed your first test”. He let go of my hair and stood straight and I wished he’d just let me go. He walked away from me And went to stand in front of the table. “Take off your cIothes and get on the bed” he passed the command and I felt my bIood run cold. If not for the fact I was still breathing, I would have believed I was dead. I thought I was dead. He was going to do the same thing the previous man had almost done to me. The same thing was going to happen. “Make me repeat myself again and you’ll lose your head”, Alpha Leo turned with a snap and with his hands stretched towards me, and I started choking. I had to pay for the sins i know nothing about... I must fulfill my mother's dying wishes even if it meant giving my body and my pride away in return. Alexavia is on a mission to claim back everything her parents had lost twenty years ago, but will she be able to face the hurdles along the way ?