Heard It On The Radio By Ross Lynch

Sebuah taruhan membawa Skyla Liora pada sosok Shael Orlaith, pemimpin kelompok Vortexia. Dari sebuah ciuman mereka menjadi pasangan. Namun, saat Skyla berpikir bahwa Shael mencintainya, ia ditampar oleh kenyataan bahwa Shael hanya menganggapnya sebagai pengganti mendiang kekasihnya yang memiliki wajah yang mirip dengannya. Tidak ingin terus dianggap sebagai pengganti, Skyla memilih untuk mengakhiri hubungannya dengan Shael. "Mau taruhan? Aku bisa membunuh seluruh anggota keluargamu jika kau melangkah satu langkah saja keluar dari pintu mansion ini. Ayo uji aku." Shael Orlaieth. Skyla tidak punya pilihan, ia harus bertahan demi orangtuanya. Namun, masihkah Skyla mampu bertahan saat mendiang kekasih Shael yang dianggap sudah tiada ternyata masih hidup dan masuk kembali ke dalam kehidupan Shael?

"I will leave the decision in your hands and marry whoever you choose for me but you must be honest and tell her everything about me," "I refuse to marry a man who I do not love and I'm already in love with someone else," Damian, ruthless Mafia lord needs a mother for his children Gianni, sweet medical student needs to save her brother's life. What happened when a medical student save an injured Mafia Lord? What happens when two opposite people paths cross in a form of marriage? Love, anger, hatred, disappointment, misunderstanding, secrets and most of all enemies that lurk in the shadows

“Be my Luna, marry me or die.” That was the first thing Alpha Rael Kade said to me. I was buried alive by my husband after I caught him screwing my best friend and my so-called sister. Now I'm in the arms of a man who kills without mercy but touches me like I belong to him. He says I'm his mate. He claims I was fated to be his, and when he’s close, I forget how to say no. But power comes at a price, and the humans who tried to destroy me are about to learn I don’t kneel; I bite.

Devin King was my first—well, everything. They say you never forget your first. Whoever said that was right because no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get him out of my head or my heart. I foolishly thought my heart wouldn’t miss what it couldn’t see, but I was wrong because I never forgot, not for one moment. You’re not supposed to kiss your best friend. You’re not supposed to give your virginities to one another, either—but we did. We were kids, teenagers, full of hormones and mixed emotions, but it felt right. He was the first boy to kiss me, the first boy to touch me and taste me in a way only a lover would. “Say you want to be mine….” He whispered while I shook in his arms. And I did. And then he wrecked me. After I trusted him and gave myself to him, he disappeared, left me in my , the scent of him still lingering on my skin, the taste of his kiss still fresh on my lips. He left me after the amazing night we shared after we became one another’s and disappeared without a word. Until one day ten years later he pops up like a rash as the newly appointed CEO of our firm. Was I shocked to see him standing in the office after a decade? Yes. Did I almost faint? Hell yes. My heart may have melted a little when he smiled right at me, but he wouldn’t ever know that—because I hated him. But here I am, the VP of an established publication firm standing in the CEO’s office handcuffed to the pompous face. Why are we handcuffed you ask? Well, that's a funny story...

If I say define love then there will be different options definition and meaning of this word. But in this story, this love is not about attraction or physical needs it is more about the emotional need. The need of trusting someone with your life , the need of assuring yourself that someone is always there for you. Darsh Singhania is a billionaire businessman who got tired of the bond of sacred matrimony, in an accidental marriage. Sanjana Singh who is craving family love since childhood, as an orphan was deprived of this kind of affection Stood by you is the story of two persons who belong to different backgrounds and different pasts still how they Stood by each other to face the challenges of life

Book one of The Fatebound Trilogy. Born under a prophecy. Raised in a nightmare. Chosen by the Moon Goddess to save them all. Zahra has spent her life starved, isolated, and hated — the unwanted daughter of her pack’s Beta. When her father finally snaps, attacking her with silver and wolfsbane, Zahra’s body breaks… but something inside her doesn’t. Her wolf. Pushed to the edge of death, Zahra’s first shift is violent and unconscious — triggered not by age, but by the desperate need to survive. And when the white fur surfaces, everything changes. Born under the rare Pink Moon, Zahra isn’t just a survivor. She’s the girl at the center of a forgotten prophecy — the one destined to bring back the extinct Lycans and unite the supernatural world against an ancient evil rising from the shadows. But Zahra’s no chosen princess. She's bruised, underestimated, and out for freedom, not fame. Now with a powerful wolf at her side, and a future tied to four unknown mates, she must train harder, dig deeper, and outfight anyone who thinks they can control her. Because destiny isn’t given. It’s claimed in blood and battle. Fierce, emotionally charged, and full of slow-burn legacy and bite, Zahra’s story is for anyone who’s ever been overlooked — and dared to rise anyway. Want to read more of Zahra and her journey? Here's the link for Book 2. Marked by Fate:https://www.goodnovel.com/book/Marked-by-fate_31001172761

Alaric and I had been mates for five years, and I had believed with all my heart that I would become the first female Gamma of the pack by proving myself in the warrior’s trial. I had trained relentlessly, sharpening my claws and honing my instincts, ready to fight for my rightful place. But fate had other plans. Three days before the trial, I was ambushed by rogues. They didn't just attack me—they hunted me like prey. They tormented me with the silver knife so that my wolf was dead. The scent of death clung to me, my wolf howling in agony, desperately trying to heal, but the wounds ran too deep. As I lay barely conscious on the blood-stained sheets, I heard my husband's cold, indifferent voice. "Is she dead?" The witch doctor hesitated before answering, "No, but—" "It doesn’t matter," Alaric interrupted, Coat her wounds with wolfsbane and silver—make sure it seeps into her blood, burns through her veins, and poisons her wolf beyond repair. I want her body to reject her own nature, so she will never heal. There will only be one Gamma in this pack, and that's Serina." In that moment, the truth became clear—I had never truly stood a chance in the warrior’s trial I had dreamed of. The battle had been decided long before I ever stepped into the arena.

The stench of silver dust filled the air, and every breath seared my lungs. My broken body lay twisted among the jagged rocks of the abandoned silver mine, where even the strongest werewolf would feel their strength waning. Beside me, my mate’s first love, Sophia, whimpered softly. A shallow scrape marked her knee. The tunnel was collapsing. Only two people could pass through the exit at a time. Lucas did not hesitate to scoop Sophia in his arms and abandon me. His golden eyes, once filled with unwavering loyalty toward me, now burned with something colder—indifference. I reached out, my fingers trembling as they grasped the hem of his clothing. My voice was hoarse with despair. "Lucas… please… don't leave me here." “I am your mate. I’m carrying your pups.” He glanced at me with a clenched jaw and broke free, shoving me back onto the silver-laced ground. Agony burned through my veins, consuming my soul like fire. “Are you serious, Ava?! After pushing Sophia into this damn abyss and getting her injured, you still dare to compare with her.” “You know what?! You deserve to be left here and reflect on your mistakes!” With that, he vanished into the light, and the tunnel collapsed behind him. His words cut deeper than silver ever could, and the last thing I heard before darkness swallowed me was the sound of their retreating footsteps.

Three years into our marriage, Rylan Shaw brings another woman home. "Maeve, you should learn from the younger ladies. Stop acting like a block of wood all the time." With a calm resolve, I shatter our wedding photo and hand him the divorce papers I've long prepared. "Let's get divorced, Rylan. I'll step aside for her," I declare. His friends insist that without him, I'll starve on the streets. Rylan believes the same. "Once she's suffered enough out there, she'll realize how lucky she was to be Mrs. Shaw." But a week passes, then a month—and I never return. That's when Rylan begins to grow uneasy. Panic and restless nights consume him. One evening, drunk and desperate, he pounds on the door of my new apartment. "Maeve, if it's money you want, I'll give it all to you…" The door swings open to reveal an unfamiliar man—bare-chested, pajama pants hanging low, fresh scratches streaking his abdomen. Jonah Archer arches a brow, dissatisfaction flickering in his eyes as he asks, "Mr. Shaw, what madness brings you to my wife's door in the middle of the night?"

When Wakely transfers to a new university, she has one goal: keep her head down, finish her final credits, and get out. The plan is simple: stay invisible, avoid drama, and leave behind her abusive past. But the moment she steps onto campus, she has no idea what is about to happen to her. She quickly crosses paths with Cora, a bold, orange-haired wild card who takes Wakely under her wing. Cora introduces her to the unspoken hierarchy that rules the school, warning her about the campus “gods”: the Walker brothers. Sinfully attractive, effortlessly powerful, and notoriously cruel, the Walkers are known as much for their charm as for their dangerous pranks. Students either worship them or fear them. Wakely? She wants nothing to do with them. But Waylon Walker, the darkest of the three, has other plans. Unlike the others, Wakely doesn’t care about his reputation. She doesn’t flirt. She doesn’t chase. And she certainly doesn’t fall for arrogant boys with too much control. That only makes her more fascinating to him. What begins as curiosity spirals into obsession. Waylon watches her, follows her, learns everything he can—and slowly starts crossing lines no one’s ever dared to before. As their worlds collide, Wakely finds herself drawn into a twisted game of desire, secrets, and violence. Her carefully buried past begins to unravel when she discovers that her abusive father holds a far darker secret. A secret that she was unaware of, that could change her life forever. Now, with the weight of betrayal, obsession, and legacy pressing down on them, Wakely must decide whether to run from the danger or face it head-on, with Waylon at her side. And some secrets are never meant to be uncovered.