I Wish I Were Heather

The contract marriage between the CEO and the Mafia brings a unique story where the CEO has an illicit lover and the Mafia has a mental disorder because her fiancee died. Has a sad story, and thousands of mysteries to be solved. Will both of them be able to reach their respective goals and then end the ridiculous relationship? Or slowly love comes over time and makes them reluctant to part? Read more here... This world is a game, if you are not good at playing then you are being played. When playing we need confidence, if we are not good at convincing and impressing people with our intelligence. Confuse them with your stupidity, so they feel they have won.

Sequel of 'Set Me Free', hope everyone enjoys reading this book as much as they liked the previous one. “What is your name?” A deep voice of a man echoes throughout the poorly lit room. Daniel, who is cuffed to a white medical bed, can barely see anything. Small beads of sweat are pooling on his forehead due to the humidity and hot temperature of the room. His blurry vision keeps on roaming around the trying to find the one he has been looking for forever. Isabelle, the only reason he is holding on, all this pain he is enduring just so that he could see her once he gets out of this place. “What is your name?!” The man now loses his patience and brings up the electrodes his temples and gives him a shock. Daniel screams and throws his legs around and pulls on his wrists hard but it doesn’t work. The man keeps on holding the electrodes to his temples to make him suffer more and more importantly to damage his memories of her. But little did he know the only thing that is keeping Daniel alive is the hope of meeting Isabelle one day. “Do you know her?” The man holds up a photo of Isabelle in front of his face and stops the shocks. “Yes, she is my Isabelle.” A small smile appears on his lips while his eyes close shut.

D-do you think I-I am that kind of women? Do y-you think that I w-would let you take my v-virginity when I h-have a? She said in a painful tone. But he was staring at her with his emotionless eyes. " Okay. I want a paternity test." B-but I don't have m-money for a paternity test. " She mumbled, He laughs sarcastically. He knew it! He then looks at her with his fierce and sarcastic eyes. " You don't have money? I knew why you're here. Cheap women like you use this trick to blackmail famous businessman. "She looked at him in disbelief. " D-do you think Do think I'm you gold-digger? She mumbled with her teary eyes as she looks at him; he stare at her with a cool look. Did she come all the way here to hear his judgement, insulting words? Her tears fall, and she quickly wipes it. She looked at him with anger and pain in her eyes.

I was on my knees, begging Henry to take our daughter to the amusement park for her birthday. She was going to have surgery for her ailing kidneys, and she wanted time alone with her father. He agreed to it, only for our daughter to wait in the cold, never showing up even as she passed out coughing blood. Through her tears, she asked me why her father favored his other daughter so much—was she such a bad girl? She died with her hopes crushed. Her phone slid off her fingers, still playing a video… A video of her own father renting out the largest amusement park out there just to celebrate the birthday of his mistress' daughter!

Two broken hearts. One fake marriage. A thousand buried secrets. Eva thought love would be enough to keep them together. Ten years loving Stephan. Five years married to him. And one tragic accident that shattered everything they ever were, she’s left with a stranger wearing her husband’s face. Until the day she finally walks away. And that’s when she meets Micah, her ex-husband’s enemy, the man who once set her marriage on fire just by existing. He proposes to her a dangerous deal: a one-year marriage that will make Stephan regret ever letting her go. But what starts as a game to wound her ex soon spirals into something raw, tender, and terrifyingly real. Only, Micah isn’t what he seems. Behind his easy smile are secrets she was never meant to find, secrets that could destroy them both. And when the truth comes out, love might not be enough to save anyone. When the lies unravel… will her heart choose forgiveness — or freedom?

Kanya Arundhati, a horror-thriller novelist on a well-known platform. Kanya a beautiful woman with natural red lips, always had nightmares every time she wrote a murder scene, then a man in would appear into her dream and whisper the words, “Make a wish.”In the recurring dream, Kanya will the man in .Kanya herself did not know who this man was until the face of the man in her dreams appeared in real life.What will Kanya do to avoid that man, and who is the mysterious man in her dreams? Is it the same person?

Raymond Cooper—a former police detective at Morozov city, decided to resign from his job and move to Cirillo city to reinvestigate the murder case of his late friend, Arnold Walter, after the police decided it as a failed robbery attempt that led to the murder. With a piece of paper that he found in his friend's hand, he searched for clues leading him to a girl named Amanda Chloe. All the investigations he carried out in Cirillo city led him to the trauma and old wounds he had received from his past. Will he be able to deal with his trauma and find the answer to his friend's murder?

Imagine finding out your current lover is your deceased fiancee's murderer, what would you do? Continue the relationship? Or bring him to justice?

That night and the tree house witnessed her unfeigned love for him. But promises are always meant to be broken. Laurise Ann Madrigal devoted her heart to Allison Bien Villacorta, whom she secretly in love since she was sixteen. But her heart was broken when the man she madly in love betrayed her. Years passed, she married Kiro Guevarra. And now that Allison came back to her life and try to chase her again. Is Laurise Ann far from that Little naive and fragile girl? Is it just repugnance she has for it or did she remain madly in love with him?

All it takes for me to be locked inside a sauna for eight hours is an accidental splash of hot water on Wayne Miller's secretary's hand. Right before I lose consciousness, he finally orders someone to let me out. He hisses, "Consider this a warning. If I ever see you lay a hand on Naomi again, I won't let you off so easily." I lie on a stretcher and answer with quiet composure, "Understood."