Handkerchief In Head

My son was no longer with us. His heart, while he still breathed, was cruelly harvested and given to someone of influence—Michele Finnen, the wife of Scott Langley. Just because she had heart disease and was powerful, she sent people to snatch my son away. As an orphan and now a single mother, my son was all the family I had. He would curl up in my arms and whisper, "Mommy, don't be scared. I'll protect you when I grow up!" He was the center of my universe. Consumed by a seething hatred for Michele, I craved vengeance. I was determined to reclaim my son's heart myself, ensuring he would leave this world whole. To do that, I set my sights on Michele's husband, Scott. He was still enamored with his first love. But fate played a cruel joke: suddenly, out of nowhere, that very woman experienced a car accident. And the strangest part? I looked almost just like her.

Hidup Dahlia mulai kacau saat malam dia menghadiri acara pernikahan putri tirinya. Saat tanpa sengaja dia mabuk, keesokan paginya dia mendapati dirinya terbangun dalam pelukan seorang pria. Tidak hanya itu, karena pria yang semalam berbagi kenikmatan bersamanya adalah Kai Ronan, sang mempelai pria. Atau kalau itu tidak cukup jelas; Dahlia tidur dengan menantunya sendiri. Tidak sampai di sana, Kai Ronan malah bersikap seolah apa yang mereka lakukan bukanlah kesalahan. Dan yang lebih buruk adalah … pria itu terobsesi kepadanya. Apakah hidup Dahlia bisa tetap tenang setelah itu? Terlebih ketika kebenaran perlahan terungkap. Dan bisakah dia tetap menganggap Kai sebagai menantunya? *** Written by Asia July. Cover edited in Photoshop. Pic from Unsplash – Jeferson Gomes

She woke up to any empty bed , "panicking" she called 911 . She tried to sound freaked out but before she could say much about the matter at hand, her husband walked in . She was gravely disappointed but quickly masked it with relief . Reluctantly ,she cut the call and hugged her husband ,only for him to tense up. " who was on the phone?" He asked pulling back from the hug . She kept quiet knowing what would come next if she had said 911 . When she didn't reply ,he took her silence for an answer. He knew she was messed up but calling 911 all the time had been extreme. Annoyed he went farther away from her facing anywhere but at her . " you got to stop doing that" He clenched his jaw,really upset . " stop doing what?" ' stop wishing me dead ' he thought "Calling freaking 911 everytime I'm not around you " Silence followed. She thought he meant that as in I can't breathe without Lucas beside me kinda vibe but no... He knew. "I'm not asking you to go climb Mount Everest or jump off a cliff .I'm just asking you to grow up,Jen .You're a 22 year old act like it " He made his annoyance evident .He made no attempt to hide how pissed he was . His voice was harsh , cold and very very distant. It was always like that ,one had to get used to it She wanted to cry so bad that she had been caught but she knew he had known for a very long time now . 'Crying now would only prove him right' she thought. Finding her presence irksome, he left the room. Maybe getting married to Lucas was just crazy . Lucas was handsome ,rich ,independent. He was everything any girl wanted . everything that her father wanted for her .

Arinika gadis yang masih bergelut dengan skripsinya itu terus menerus terlibat masalah dengan dosen pembimbing𝗻ya. Samuel Xalvandor seorang dosen yang dijuluki killer tiba-tiba memaksa Arin untuk menikah dengannya. Penolakan? Pasti itu yang dilakukan Arin, tapi melawan sang dosen tentu saja Arin tak bisa hingga pernikahan pun terjadi. Follow ig @nuvola334 untuk melihat visualnya

"Cinta itu hanya ilusi, dan dendam akan tetap abadi." Bagi Valen, cinta tak lebih dari tipuan yang lemah atau lebih tepatnya sesuatu yang hanya pantas untuk dimanfaatkan. Karena cinta dia kehilangan segalanya, juga karena cinta dendam itu jadi semakin membara, dan kini dengan cinta itu pula dia akan membalaskan segalanya. Perlahan, tapi pasti. Vale mulai menyusup kedalam hati pewaris De Lantonus, salah satu sindikat mavia paling kejam. Merajut cinta yang palsu namun mematikan. Tetapi semakin jauh ia masuk ke dalam permainan ini, semakin ia dihadapkan pada pertanyaan yang tak pernah ia antisipasi Apakah cinta bisa menghancurkan dendam? Ataukah dendam akan merusak setiap jejak cinta yang tersisa di dalam dirinya? Di antara tipu daya, darah, dan pengkhianatan, Valen harus bertaruh segalanya, termasuk hatinya sendiri Pada akhirnya dia akan dihadapkan dengan dua pilihan. Antara melanjutkan balas dendamnya atau jatuh ke dalam perangkap cinta yang ia ciptakan sendiri. Di antara tipu daya, darah, dan pengkhianatan, Valen harus bertaruh segalanya, termasuk hatinya sendiri.

When billionaire Victor Ashford dies before Christmas, his will forces estranged daughter Emma and son Adrian to live together in a Swiss chalet and co-manage the family empire for one year—or lose their inheritance. Emma has hidden her sexuality as a lesbian for years. Adrian's playboy reputation masks his truth as gay. They start as enemies under the same roof. But as snow falls and temptations arrive, everything changes. Emma is drawn to three women who see through her walls. Adrian finds himself caught between three men who ignite desires he's denied. This Christmas came with secret encounters, jealous lovers and corporate warfare. And when hiding becomes impossible, they become unlikely allies—covering for each other's forbidden passions while fighting for their inheritance. This Christmas, love demands they risk everything. ⚠️ WARNING: Explicit sexual content from Chapter 6. LGBTQ+ romance (FF/MM). Polyamorous themes. 18+ only.

Was lust equal to love or greater. She hates him yet her body sings at his touch, She despises him yet eager to warm his bed at night. Rayna couldn’t love the bad guy but she could want him, right? Sex was no longer enough for Carlos. He wanted Rayna’s body. As well as her heart. Theproblem was how to go about it.

What would you do if you stumbled upon a bride crying her eyes out minutes before the wedding, begging you to help her escape? You help her, of course. What would you do if you stumbled upon a drunken guy being mugged in the dark alley later that night? You help him too, of course. What would you do when you discover he was the same guy left hanging at the altar earlier that day? You regret everything, of course. What would you do when you start seeing that same guy everywhere you go? You fall in love, of course.

TITLE: SYNOPSIS “What are you doing to me?” I asked as my voice dropped an octave lower. Jayden's palm slapped my clit and in the next moment I came, convulsing and jerking really hard. “Such a slut.” He whispered and shoved his wet palm in my mouth. “I'm sure you love what you taste.” He whispered and pinched my clit. “There'll be more.” He walked out and I had my mouth opened,spit drooling out with the jerking subsiding a little….. Jayden Newton held rage in his heart,rage large enough to erupt an earthquake and that's because he lost everything he had under his nose,lost both parents to the hands of serial killers,lost his sister to some gang of rapists and after much investigation,he finally found out the culprit had a daughter. He'd stop at nothing till he gets his hand on her and treat her like the animal he knows her father to be. But what happens when passion,hot like a molten magma ignites between him and Alexia,his enemies daughter? What happens when her body is all he needs to go insane and lose himself in the abyss of passion? Will he continue with his revenge or quench his insatiable taste for passion……

The doctor said I only had three days left to live. Acute liver failure. My only hope was an experimental clinical trial. It was extremely risky, but had the faintest sliver of a chance to survive. But my husband, David, gave the last available spot... to my adopted sister, Emma, also my daughter’s godmother. Her condition was still in its early stages. He said it was the "right decision," because she “deserved to live more.” I signed the papers to forgo treatment and took the high-dose painkillers prescribed by the doctor. The cost? My organs would shut down, and I would die. When I handed over the jewelry company I’d poured my heart into, along with all my designs, to Emma, my parents praised me, saying, “Now that’s what a good big sister should do.” When I agreed to divorce David so he could marry Emma, he said, “You’ve finally learned to be understanding.” When I told my daughter to call Emma ‘Mom,’ she clapped her hands and said, “Emma is such a gentle and kind mother!” When I gave all my assets to Emma, everyone in the family thought it was only natural. No one noticed anything was wrong with me. I’m just curious. Will they still be able to smile when they find out I'm dead?