I Wanna Follow Where She Goes Mga Nobela at Kwento

My name is Alaki Bea Miller-or known above: Alaki Bea X. That is what they call us, the inferior ones: X. In this world, I live under laws that declare it illegal to bear more than one blood in your veins. A legal system built on segregation by race, where mixing blood is the highest crime. In this world, I am not human. I am not a person. I am a thing, an abomination that threatens their system. His name is Efrem Mustafin, leader of one of the five Rings, Master of his race, and the man who saved my life. Legally, he owns me. To save me, he had to claim me as property. And in exchange for my protection, we play a game. One where I submit to him before watching eyes, and he keeps me safe. Master Efrem Mustafin, he is. Subject Alaki Bea X, I am. Or at least, I was. I belong to him. My name is Alaki Bea Mustafin, and in this world, I Am Mustafin.

This isn't a love story, but almost a love story. Irina and Eric share a world through dreams and time travel. They have a strong mutual understanding about the feelings they have for each other, at the same time understanding that they cannot be together. Eric: I open my eyes and find myself standing alone in an empty room. The ceilings and the walls are neatly painted white. And the floor is composed of polished light brown wood. And there is a dark brown framed window at one corner where the light comes from. A bright yellow and pale red orange light tells me the sun is setting and soon it will be dark. Eric is a ghost who always appears in Irina's dream. Irina: I open the door to the bedroom. There is a dark brown framed window at one corner where the light is coming from. The yellow orange light passes through the open window. I see Eric standing right there on the spot captured by the yellow light. ‘You came back.’ I said. He stood there looking me in the eye. I almost died. Irina is a time traveler who may or may not change his fate. They alternatively tell a bitter sweet story. Love doesn't always mean together, sometimes it is deeper apart. Eric: I stand alone in the rain looking at the dark sky where all I can see is water, for it is both the rain and my tears flowing to my face. Irina: And suddenly it is no longer my reflection I see inside the mirror. What I see now is a figure of a man. I draw closer to see him clearly. But the closer I walk towards him, the farther I become from him. I couldn't get close.

Angels and devils ruled the city of Los Angeles. It was in the deep underbelly of the sparkling done-up town that I found him. Where I found the devil himself. A god in human form. A devil in every way. I fell for him, tumbled towards him like a bowling ball to some easily knocked down pins. Yet, I lost him. You never mess with a gang, I messed with the leaders of all leaders, I messed with Angeles.

Samara comes closer to me, now studying my face. Her eyes are wandering all over my facial features. I contort my face in confusion at her weird stares, "Umm, hey-" "Listen, can you wear my wedding dress and be a bride at my place?" She questions. Ec-excuse me? I give her a long stare. I think she is joking and would burst into laughter any minute...but she doesn't. Her face has no trace of humour. "What?" I quirk up my brow. "You've to be a bride at my place." She repeats with no hesitation. Cold shiver trickles through me. .... An Accidental Bride. A Mistaken Groom. A Marriage Neither Saw Coming. 18-year-old Sanaya Frances was finding a way to pay for college. Becoming a cook in the grand Hobsons estate seemed like the perfect opportunity—until a twist of fate lands her in a wedding dress, hidden behind a veil, taking vows meant for someone else. Ashar Hobsons, 25, a powerful businessman, thinks he's marrying his childhood fiancée. But his world turns upside down—he’s been tricked into marrying a stranger. Two strangers. One unplanned marriage. No easy way out. And definitely… no room for love. Or is there?

I was born with a weak heart. When I was nineteen, I got a heart transplant that allowed me to survive. Soon after, I met my wife-to-be, Vivian Cosby. Three years after we got married, I found a note in her phone that was not deleted. The date was marked as the day we met. The text simply read, [I found him. His name is Quinn Waverly. The heart is with him.] When I looked through the notes further, I saw a man’s photo, captioned with a name. [Randall] There was another line of text in her notes. It read, [Randall, through your heart in his chest, I will show you the world.] I finally understood. The first time we met, she had not been taken aback because it was love at first sight, it was simply shock. The tears she shed when she proposed were not because of me. In the night, she would always lay her head on my chest. However, she was not listening for my heartbeat, but his. Tonight, she came home very late. As usual, she held me tightly and buried her face in my chest. “Your heartbeat always makes me calm.” I did not open my eyes, nor did I ask about Randall. This was the first time I realized that one could hear a heart beat so loudly that it echoed, even through so many layers of skin and muscle.

Celeste Vane was twenty-four when Diana Hale dismantled her family’s company with a legal maneuver so precise it left no trace of wrongdoing — only ruin. Four years later, Celeste returns. She walks into Hale Group as a junior financial analyst, unseen and underestimated. But she has already spent years quietly acquiring fragments of the very system that destroyed her family. Every step inside the company brings her closer to reclaiming what was taken. And closer to Marcus Hale. Marcus is nothing like what she expected. Controlled, perceptive, and infuriatingly fair, he is the one man who sees the real structure of her mind — and the one person she cannot afford to be seen by for too long. Celeste is not there to survive Hale Group. She is there to dismantle it from within. But the longer she stays, the more the lines blur. Marcus begins to trust her. And against every rule she has lived by, she begins to trust him back. Then there is Diana Hale — watching Celeste’s rise with quiet precision, as though she has been expecting her return all along. As buried financial truths surface and old alliances fracture, Celeste faces a choice she never designed for: the revenge she built her entire life around, or the man who makes her question whether the woman she became in pursuit of it is someone worth keeping. When Diana finally moves, Celeste will have to decide what reclamation actually means — because what she built in the wreckage may be worth more than anything taken from her.

“I hate you!” I picked up the flower vase from the center table, and lifted my hand to throw it at him. But before I could do so, the man from behind gripped my hand, and collected it from me. “Are you going to sign the divorce papers?” he brought out a gun, and cocked it. “Or would you rather lose your life?” ****************** Sometimes, saying 'I do' could be the beginning of true marital bliss. And other times? It could be the beginning of endless suffering and torture. Abby had only ever wanted a man for herself, and when Claude showed up, he was everything she could ask for, and even more. But sometimes, even criminals wear innocent faces. What happens when Abby learns that the man whom she loved was responsible for the explosion that claimed the lives of her parents and best friend?

Alexander Defiant is the alpha of the silver shadow fangs pack. He is strong, and handsome, but most importantly he dominates anyone who stands in his way of what he wants. Especially, when he meets the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. Anastasia Smith on the other hand has completely different ideas when she meets the infuriating Mr. Defiant. Could a beautiful woman possibly make such a powerful domineering man fall to his knees? Or will the tables turn on Anastasia? Read May I Alpha, the first book in The Defiant Collection to find out.

Ivy's life has been riddled with nothing but misery. Sold by her father and enslaved by her buyers, she finally sought comfort in the arms of Victor. This proved to be a fatal mistake, as Ivy would later find out. Unable to bear it anymore, Ivy decides to end her life but, she is saved by none other than Daniel, the crowned prince. What happens when Ivy is offered a contract to become Daniel's wife? BOOK ONE: I Found You SPIN-OFF: A Maid For The Billionaire

Layla's life has never been normal. From a young age she was raised by vampires, only to fall into the hands of a pack. Everyday after that, Layla's life gets more complicated and more scary. At first her biggest problems seems to be who she is and who she loves, but never has a person been so wrong, because her biggest chose will be to choose who lives and who dies. This book contains, sexual scenes, violence, death and other triggering matters, please read at own risk. I hope you love my new book.