I Became The First Prince

Hurting deep down, a lot of us mask our real feelings. Most people think that by hiding the hurt would fade but it never really goes away. It's hard to confront the fact that you have been hurting. This could make you unnecessarily lash out at people, isolate yourself and even experience bouts of depression. No one can end your hurt for you, it's an endless cycle of pain and anger that only stops when you choose. Healing is a journey and you can start on it right now. It's not even as difficult as you thought it would be.

HE FELL FIRST AND HARDER😊😊 Have you ever thought that a teacher and a student can fall in love? What happens when two childhood friends meet after many years and that too as a teacher and a student. In which one of them recognizes the other and the other...

Once I became pregnant, I was hailed as the most precious woman in the underworld. My husband, the new Don of the Jenkins family, shut down an entire private hospital wing for my check-ups, while my father, the Collins Don, summoned every Michelin-starred chef in New York to the estate, just so I could pick whatever I craved. The baby I carried was destined to be the sole heir of the two most powerful mafia families. But on the day we were to sign the papers securing my child's inheritance, they both vanished. "An urgent family matter came up," my husband, Vincent, said, kissing my forehead. "We can finalize the child's inheritance when we get back. There's no rush." Shortly after they left, I received a link to an anonymous live stream. My father's voice came from the video, colder than I had ever heard it. "You're saying your marriage contract with Evangeline was never valid. Doesn't that make the child a bastard?" Vincent, lounging in a club, blew a smoke ring. Cradled in his arms was my half sister, Sarah. "Evangeline has always had all the love and affection. Her child will want for nothing." "Sarah has been mocked for her status for years. I have to make things right for her, give our child a legitimate name." In that moment, my heart seized, and I could barely breathe. Then my phone vibrated again. It was a text message: "Welcome home to the Gallo family, my queen." "Just give the word, and the child you carry will bear the Gallo name and become the most powerful heir in the American underworld."

Vanez Amelia is a young rebel. At her minor age, she began to realize the reality of her life. She's living with her father in the mansion with it's new family . She never liked the woman he married again including her stepsiblings. She hates her life even more. She feel unloved and unappreciated. She knew from the very start that everyone around her saying behind her back that she's a burdensome, a bitch and all. So she totally erased the good girl she used to be. Until she entered Clinton High and there, she met Yukenzo Cabrera, the SSG president of the campus. She hates him being a meddler and he dislikes her for being a bad girl. Is there a chance their world unite despise the gap and their opposite beliefs in life? Can he waver her? Can he change her?

What happens when a food-obsessed blogger dies mid-bite and wakes up as the royal psychiatrist to a Lycan king who’s one bad day away from burning the kingdom down? Ariana never asked to be Lady Elena Voss: ice-cold healer by day, assassin by night, and—thanks to a cosmic clerical error—the fated mate of King Kael Draven, a man whose mind is a battlefield and whose violent alter ego is counting down to total takeover. Kael can hear every single one of her unfiltered thoughts: the panic, the food cravings, the 3 a.m. Reddit scrolls, the running commentary about how stupidly hot he is. And somehow, her chaos is the only thing keeping him halfway human. But Elena’s old life isn’t staying buried. Old enemies remember her blades. Her emotionless little sister is hiding something behind those blank blue eyes. And the snarky blue orb feeding her “missions” might not be what it seems. As the mate bond tightens and Kael’s darkness claws closer, two questions burn louder than the rest: What if the thing she was sent here to heal… is the very thing that will kill her? Can a girl with zero qualifications, a Reddit addiction, and a possessed wolf pup save a broken king— or will his monster claim her first?

Rosalia's world shattered the day her family was hanged for treason. She could still hear the snap of the ropes, the gasps of the crowd, and the queen’s satisfied smile as her father, mother, and siblings were left dangling lifeless in the square. She hadn’t even had time to grieve before they claimed her. Sold like property to the very family that had condemned them. Thrown into the vipers’ den, Rosalia knows her life is forfeit. The queen despises her, whispering promises of the noose that will one day wrap around her neck. But her fate takes a darker turn when the crown prince, Damien Vipont, takes her under his wing. Not out of kindness, but to claim her as his plaything. Damien is cold, cruel, and relentless. He demands her obedience, taunts her weakness, and leaves her trembling under his touch. To him, she is a pawn to ruin, a conquest to own. But Rosalia burns with a will to survive and a hunger for vengeance against the family that stole everything from her. Trapped in the prince’s grasp, Rosalia walks the fine line between defiance and submission, knowing that one wrong step could cost her everything. Yet the fire between them is impossible to ignore—a dangerous, destructive force that threatens to consume them both. She hates him. She needs him. But most of all, she plans to destroy him. If he does not do it first

December, When the rain pouring down, Shasha was forced to attend the funeral of someone she doesn't really want to remember anymore. Funeral for Alliando, the most populer man during highschool and a bully who makes her school life like hell. But, she never think, at Alliando funeral, she learn many surprising facts. The fact that Alliando loves her so much, and for him, she is his first love and last love. Also the fact that Alliando hates her because her mother turns out to be the one who destroy the household of his parents, even to the point where Alliando's mother commit suicide. In the mist of all turmoil, god seem to understand her trouble. Right on the seventh day since Alliando death, time suddenly rolls back. She suddenly returns to her highschool days. And this time, she determined to reveal all the truth... "You know what made me so tormented in the end, Sha?. It's because my heart too fragile. To let you go, i can't. But, to hold you, also i can't" ~ Alliando

Expelled from his own kingdom, by the king who was his own father, Prince Xander Reenan, the very handsome and kind-hearted prince of the Blue Diamond kingdom, had to move around like a wanderer. His encounter with a wolf changes his life. Big surprises came in his life. Like a dream at night that comes true when the sun rises, he finds himself and his true love. He accepts the fate of the universe that in fact, he is a descendant of wolves, the son of a wolf queen who is the leader of the werewolf leaders. Life is not always full of sweet surprises. He must fight against his own kingdom. He stood for the truth and against his own people, even his father. He was betrayed by his true love. Not all visible wounds are real wounds. Sometimes there is good hidden behind a crime which, of course, has to be committed.

“Who do you belong to?” He asked, his breath hot against my face as I straddled him. The way his arms wrapped around my waist made my breath hitch, and I clutched onto his shirt tighter. “Answer me,” he thundered, making me shudder in fright. “I belong to Prince Darion,” I muttered, my voice low. I could feel the sound of my erratic heartbeat drumming against my chest, yet I could only grind my teeth against each other. … Chosen by Darion Gray, I'd become his possession, unable to escape even if I wanted to. Not only had he owned my body, but my soul as well. What I hadn't expected was for me to fall for a man who had worn a mask since the beginning. A mask he never took off.

My wife's first love kills me without a shred of mercy. But my wife, a world-class surgeon, doesn't try to save me. Instead, she comforts her first love. "He's so ruthless! How could he hurt you this badly?" She even tells the police that I've severely injured her first love, claiming she wants to press charges for attempted murder. Then she points at my body and demands that I get up and apologize to her first love. "Charles, stop pretending! You just want me to pity you, right? Get up and apologize to Steven!" she yells.