Further Ado

It’s her. It’s my mate. I looked at the girl from afar using my enhanced vision. I can’t be seen closer to the guesthouse and I know I’m breaking the rules but fuck! I can’t stand the sweet scent lingering all over my pack since they arrive. Since she arrive. She is tall, and even from those shabby clothes, I can tell she’s fit and curvy. Her long golden-brown hair has natural curls at the edge. I love how the shape of her eyes matches her high cheekbone and- Oh, fuck. Not again. I can feel my cock reacting from just looking at her. And even from this distance, her scent is intoxicating that I can’t help but be enticed by it. Fuck. If only I’m not an Alpha, I won’t have this much control! I might have run down this hill to reach her, claim her, mark her, kiss her--ohh, fuck!

"Two hearts. Two realms. One destiny." Arabella Nightshade fled her ancestral pack, vowing never to return after Alpha Asher Darkheart shattered her heart. But years later, a rogue attack forces her back into the shadows of her past, where she uncovers a terrifying truth. Caught in a deadly battle between packs and celestial beings, Arabella must confront her forbidden lineage. Will Arabella and Asher find redemption in each other...or will their love ignite the end of everything?

In a world where the broken are hunted and the powerful are feared, refuge is a dangerous promise. Alejandro was never meant to lead. Bound to an ancient force known as Inferno, burdened with power that bends wards, spirits, and history itself, he becomes Alpha not by ambition, but by necessity. When the unwanted, the cursed, and the discarded begin to arrive at his mountain stronghold, the Haven of Shadows is born. It became a sanctuary for vampires, witches, rogues, humans, and beings too dangerous to exist anywhere else. At its heart stood Zenith a nineteen year old human luna. A healer whose touch mends more than flesh.The one thing powerful enough to ground a god. As Alejandro’s fated mate and Luna of the Haven, Zenith becomes the calm within the storm, altering scents to make enemies live as family, healing wounds the world refuses to acknowledge, and reminding monsters of the humanity they have buried. Together, they build something fragile and unprecedented. A home without hierarchy, a family without fear. But sanctuary never goes unnoticed. As war looms and loyalty is tested, Alejandro must decide how much of himself he is willing to surrender to protect the woman who reminds him he is still a man, and the home that proves monsters can choose something better.

I live alone. At eleven o'clock on a rainy night, an unexpected call came through. The voice on the other end said my car window was left open and urged me to go downstairs. Cautious as a woman should be, I didn't act rashly. Instead, I called the property security office, only to discover that even the security was fake. It hit me suddenly—I was ensnared in a vast conspiracy. Someone was orchestrating all of this. But for what purpose?

Casei-me com o mesmo homem sete vezes, e ele se divorciou de mim sete vezes — sempre pela mesma mulher, só para poder passar as férias com seu primeiro amor como um homem livre e também para poupá-la das fofocas do mundo. Na primeira vez, cortei meus pulsos num ato desesperado para fazê-lo ficar; uma ambulância me levou às pressas ao hospital, mas ele nunca apareceu para me ver. Na segunda vez, rebaixei-me para me candidatar a um cargo de assistente em sua empresa, apenas para poder vê-lo novamente, mesmo que de longe. Na sexta vez, já havia aprendido a empacotar minhas coisas em silêncio e a sair sozinha da casa que um dia foi nossa. Minhas crises de histeria, minhas concessões repetidas, minha resignação entorpecida — tudo o que recebi em troca foram seus casamentos pontuais, sempre seguidos pelos mesmos truques e pelas mesmas mentiras. Até agora: ao saber que seu primeiro amor estava prestes a voltar ao país, entreguei pessoalmente os papéis do divórcio em suas mãos. Como sempre, ele marcou a data do próximo casamento, sem imaginar que, desta vez, eu partiria para nunca mais voltar.

I've accidentally worn a dress belonging to my deceased older sister, Gwendolyn Stokes, to a family banquet. Because of that, my husband, Thomas Torres, goes quiet with fury. He then sentences me to a punishment of kneeling in the snow for three long hours. The blizzard chills me to the bone. My son, Robin Torres, makes fun of me while hurling snowballs at me. "No matter how much you dress up, you'll always be a phony! Don't think you can go around replacing my mommy just because you've changed into her dress!" As I stare at Robin's face, which bears some resemblance with mine, I feel my heart breaking. He has no idea that I'm his actual mother. On the year Gwendolyn passed away, Thomas, who drank himself into a stupor, mistook me for her. That night, he kept moaning Gwendolyn's name and whispering sweet nothings to me. That was how I got pregnant with Robin. Thomas has forbidden me from telling anyone the truth. On the other hand, I can't bear to leave my own child alone. So, I beg Thomas repeatedly to let me stay in the Torres residence. During my stay here, Thomas gives me the cold shoulder all the time. Only when he needs to vent his desire does he seek me out. What I didn't expect is that Robin hates my guts as well. Not only does he keep pulling pranks on me from time to time, but he also curses at me. "Shameless women like you have no right to stay in my home! Once I grow up, I'll definitely kick you out!" Now, I can finally respond to him. "Oh, I don't have to wait for you to grow up at all." Tomorrow, I'll pack my things and leave. I no longer want to remain as someone else's replacement and continue living a life of humiliation. This time, I'm going to pursue a life of my own.

Mati. Kata itu bakal menjadi momok menakutkan bagi sebagian besar manusia di muka bumi ini, tetapi tidak untukku.Pertemuan pertama dengannya merupakan kesialan sekaligus keberuntungan bagiku. Aku hidup, tetapi terjerat dalam pesona maut si pembunuh tampan bernama Axel.“Matamu cantik.” Kalimat pertama yang dia ucapkan padaku. Aku tahu dia tak melihat ketakutan akan kematian di sana.Bersamanya, aku merasa diperlakukan sebagai manusia setelah menerima begitu banyak sakit hati.Namun, sampai kapan Axel bersedia menerimaku. Setelah pembunuhan-pembunuhan mengerikan yang ia pertontonkan.Sampai kapan hingga tiba giliranku berikutnya? Ketika mataku ... tak indah lagi baginya.

Durante mi recuperación después del parto, mi esposo, Rubén Gutiérrez, llegó a la casa tambaleándose, borracho perdido. Venía con varios que lo sostenían... y con una mujer. Terminó vomitando por toda la sala, y yo, sin decir una sola palabra, me quedé a su lado cuidándolo toda la noche. Jamás imaginé que, al amanecer, lo primero que saliera de su boca fuera: —Está embarazada. Mejor nos divorciamos. No lloré, no grité. Solo asentí con calma. En otra vida, recuerdo haber corrido desesperada por la calle, con mi hija en brazos. Esa mujer pronto se ganó la fama de "fácil" en el pueblo, y hasta la echaron de su casa. Acorralada, terminó lanzándose al río. Rubén, por sus escándalos, perdió el trabajo. Y aun así, nunca me culpó de nada. Cuando nuestra hija cumplió un mes, Rubén encendió una hoguera enorme en el jardín... y nos quemó vivos: a mí, a la niña y a mis padres. Antes de que todo se apagara, alcancé a ver su cara desfigurada por el odio. —¡Bájense al infierno! —gritó—. Váyanse a acompañar a Mariana. Y entonces, al abrir otra vez los ojos, me encontré de vuelta en el mismo instante exacto en que me dijo que quería divorciarse.

A sister. A daughter. Isabelle's responsibility was confronted when men in black raided their home saying they were put up as collateral for 5 million debt of someone they did not even know the name. Given 2 weeks to pay the debt and save her sister from those bastard's hands, Isabelle accepted an offer to be a wife for someone she did know, in exchange for 15 million. Habang ginagampanan ang pagiging asawa, malalaman niya ang mundong kaniyang pinasok ay puno ng panganib. A daughter, a sister, and now a wife. Traversing through her new life, secrets will slowly unfold. Mysteries, Betrayal and Responsibilities will weigh her down. Strangling her from truth and love, she will find her way through everything just to survive.

No dia do meu casamento, a melhor amiga de infância do meu noivo apareceu na cerimônia usando um vestido de noiva idêntico ao meu, feito sob medida. Eles estavam juntos na entrada, recebendo os convidados como se fossem os donos da festa. Sorri e comentei com leveza: — Vocês realmente nasceram um para o outro. Ela saiu às pressas, visivelmente envergonhada e furiosa. Já ele, diante de todos, me acusou de ser mesquinha e dramática. No fim da festa, ele foi com ela para o destino que tínhamos reservado para a nossa lua de mel. Não fiz escândalo. Apenas peguei o telefone e liguei para o advogado.