Good Realistic Fiction

Als Tochter eines Verbrecherbosses zu leben, ist niemals einfach—es gibt Regeln. Es ist ein Risiko, irgendwo ohne Waffe zu sein, und jede Form von Schwäche ist verboten. Doch sie wurde nicht als die Person geboren, die sie heute ist. Alles änderte sich an einem einzigen Nachmittag. Ariel Isadora trug eine Seele, verdunkelt von Hass auf jene, die sie bereitwillig dem Tod überlassen hatten. Sie wurde gerettet und aufgenommen, und schon bald wurde sie unter der Obhut des berüchtigten Andrew Spencer zu einem anderen Menschen. Drei Jahre später war aus ihr jemand geworden, der Gefahr und Furcht gleichermaßen anzog. Sie schwor Rache an denen, die ihr Leben so leichtfertig weggegeben hatten. Ihr Herz wurde zu Eis—zu etwas, das kein gewöhnliches Feuer zu schmelzen vermochte. Sie wurde Leira A’rodasi. „Wenn du leben willst, ist Schwäche keine Option“, sagte ihr Retter. Doch Liebe war eine Schwäche—und sie war unvermeidlich.

Being a mother can be tough, but always remember in the eyes of your child, no one does it better than you. Even when her soul is tired, I will always find strength for her children. Motherhood is amazing. And then it is really hard. And then it is incredible. And then it is everything in between. So, hold onto the good, breathe through the bad, and welcome the wildest and most wonderful ride of our life. - A daughter's love is one of a father's true joys. The love of a daughter for her father is second to none. The mother was her role model before she even knew what that word was. The mother’s love has always been a sustaining force for our family, and one of the greatest joys is seeing her integrity, her compassion, her intelligence reflected in her children. - Fathers are the first friend you make and the last love of your life. A father's love is eternal and without end. The happiness of his, is their children. The highest honor the father could ever receive is being called father. — Copyright 2022 © Xyrielle All Rights Reserved No Copy Stories No Plagiarism Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Love and hate turned out to be just words. That year, because she needed a large amount of money to repay the debt, Helen agreed to a fake marriage with Basil for 90 days, but before the end, she embraced the pain and hatred and left. Three years later, when they meet again, can Basil’s love make Helen forget that year’s hatred and join hands with him to walk to happiness?

The story is about a beautiful girl that was loved by all. She became torn apart when her parents divorced. She was shattered and broken living a careless life. She got attracted to a beastly character, married and later rejected by the man. She was later redeemed by a special encounter with heaven . She overcame all trauma and became great. She became a role model to women. The rejected one became the head of the corner. Her husband returned to her in repentance. She became a great help to him and as many people she comes in contact with.

All I wanted was a man for my mother, a man who will fill her, make her happy. But I made the worst mistake of my life by choosing it...

Gwen returned home after graduating from University to take care of her sick father and save her father's failing bakery. She dares to defy a crime Lord, Cristóbal Márquez, the cold and dangerously obsessed leader of Los Cuervos, Crime gang in San Marlow who doesn't let defiance go. An injured Cristóbal forced his way into Gwen’s life, binding Gwen to him in a seductive web of protection, possession and secret. Just as she starts to fall for the man behind the violence, she finds out he had been watching her for years and before she could break free, A rival far darker than Cristóbal tears her world apart and she becomes a prize in a war of blood and power.

When I died with a smile on my face, right before my brother's eyes, he looked as if the anguish might tear him apart. Yet, for twenty-one years, he hadn't stopped wishing I would meet this exact end. It all traced back to my fifth birthday—the day I had innocently hoped our parents would come home from their business trip to celebrate with me. They rushed back that night but never made it. A car accident took both their lives. From that moment on, my brother resented me, despised me. He didn't just stand idly by as our cousin snatched up my work as her own; he encouraged it. And when my landlord threw me out, it wasn't a random cruelty—it was my brother pulling the strings. All he had ever wanted, from the very beginning, was to see me die a miserable death. But when he finally got his wish… why did he cry, pleading for me to come back, begging me to call him 'brother' one last time?

The emergency center I worked in went haywire as the typhoon closed in on our town. That night, my husband’s first love made seven emergency calls in a row to me. However, she did not say anything when I picked up. By the eighth call, I thought it was a prank caller, so I gave them a piece of my mind. Then, I heard my husband’s angry voice. “Melinda! This is the eighth time Sadie's called you for help! Haven’t you made her suffer enough?!” After that fiasco, he decided to avenge Sadie by taping my mouth, tying my wrists and legs up, and throwing me into our basement for three whole days, despite it being flooded with seawater, I begged for mercy, but it was to no avail. “You knew Sadie couldn’t talk because she hurt her throat, yet you still hung up on her! I'm going to make sure you feel the same hopelessness she felt!" Those three days left me with a collection of severe infections. I ended up having to remove my kidney. Even after all that, that man still had the gall to kneel by my bed and beg me to give him another chance.

"You think you can just walk away?" he rasped. "Last night was a mistake," she shot back. "I don’t need you." He smirked, stepping closer. "That’s where you’re wrong, Squishy. You want revenge? You want Caleb and Isabella to suffer?" Elena’s pulse pounded. "Then let’s make a deal." **** Betrayed. Humiliated. Abandoned. After five years of marriage, Elena’s husband hands her divorce papers—right in front of his ex. Determined to move on, she drowns her sorrows in a bar… only to wake up next to a powerful stranger. Caspian Nightingale isn’t just any man—he’s her ex-husband’s ruthless uncle. And he has an offer: a one-year marriage contract. With his power, Elena can make her enemies pay. But as their deal turns into something dangerously real, she realizes one thing—Caspian always gets what he wants. And this time, he wants her.

Ten years ago, Natalia Cruz had walked out of Damien Carrington’s life as a young, broken, pregnant and helpless woman with nothing. But now, she is back as a top-tier lawyer, and she is back for revenge.