Idiot Brain

Mexico gave her sun, tequila, and a man who kissed like a secret. L.A. gave her his twin-and a migraine. Jannah Cole wasn't supposed to fall for anyone on vacation. But then Ethan Hunt happened-dark eyes, cryptic smirks, and the kind of kiss that makes your brain short-circuit. He vanished before sunrise, and she told herself it was a one-time thing. Until she walked back into work and saw him again. Same jawline. Same voice. Same tattoo. Totally different name. Now he's Aaron Steele, her very polished CEO, and apparently? He's never seen her before in his life. Then there's Clinton Steele-his charming twin and self-declared Mexico mystery man. Sweet, attentive, and just confusing enough to make her question everything. After all, how many brooding, emotionally unavailable doppelgängers can one girl trip over in a single summer? And the real question: What if she didn't mistake one brother for the other? What if she didn't mistake anything at all? Two brothers. One ghost of a kiss. And a truth wrapped in too many lies to count.

To save Hugh, I took the hit—literally. The kidnappers beat me so bad I ended up with a brain hemorrhage. My mind? Stuck at thirteen. Hugh, all guilt and promises, said, "Wenna, I'll protect you forever." And he did. He watched over me. When the house caught fire, he threw himself over me, took the burns, didn't flinch. Then came his oh-so-perfect foster sister. "Mia's not into... slow people. Maybe you should live next door," he said. And my son? The one I nearly died bringing into the world? "Stupid woman! You embarrass me and Dad. You're nothing like Aunt Mia—she's smart and pretty. If it weren't for you, she could've been my mom. You should just die!" To play hero for Mia, my son shoved me into the street. A truck did the rest. When I opened my eyes, I was back on the day Hugh proposed. This time? I wasn't here for his pity. And I sure as hell wasn't marrying him.

He smelled like danger. He looked like power. He made Ari's instincts scream one thing—run. But it was already too late. Ari just wanted a normal college life. For a timid bunny hybrid who startles at loud sounds and avoids eye contact like it’s a sport, "normal" means flying under the radar, keeping his ears tucked under hoodies, and staying far away from alphas who smell like trouble. But trouble finds him anyway—in the form of Thorn, a tiger-panther hybrid with a stare sharp enough to slice, and an aura so intense it shuts Ari's brain off completely. Thorn doesn’t ask. He doesn’t beg. He claims. And from the moment he catches Ari’s scent, he decides one thing: Mine. Now Ari’s peaceful life is spiraling into something else. Something darker. Something hungrier. Thorn is everywhere—on campus, in his dreams, always one step away from baring his fangs. But there’s something worse than being hunted by a predator. Wanting one.

Dark soul, damage by his past mated to a lost cause forced to be his mistress. The moon goddess Aliana looked at the only Lycanthroph left in existence. “You, the only son of Lord Trevinor, will only be able to escape the pain and loneliness when you find your mate”. Despite being the ruler of the werewolves clan, nobody was willing to marry the vicious Lycan king with excess bloodlust. But no one knew about the prophesy. Alpha Monroe's eldest daughter who was nothing but a waste was given to the supreme Lycan as his arranged bride. This waste of a daughter not only can't shift into her wolf form. But was just a beauty without brain, who acts arrogantly and self willed. Suddenly, on the day she was to get married, she died, causing a different soul to take over her body. When she opened her eyes, she was no longer the waste but a powerful witch, and the entertainment goddess Myra Monroe, who was poisoned by her best friend and fiancé. With her powers she's able to begin her revenge. Kyra: bring hell on earth to those who hurt me. Klein: spare more time to Pamper her.

One day, after getting rear-ended outside my office, I, Maeve Dahlman, call out for help, but Austin Cooper, who is simply passing by with Carmen Holt, merely glances at me impatiently, annoyed that I've disrupted their lunch plans. Instead of helping, he has his assistant take me to his private club and lock me in a room, accusing me of being paranoid and dramatic. "I'll give you three days to calm down," he says before walking away and leaving me in isolation. Eventually, I escape and call the police. An ambulance rushes me to the hospital, where doctors diagnose me with a brain injury that requires immediate surgery. I keep calling Austin, only to realize that he has blocked my number. Then, I see Carmen's latest post online, gushing about a romantic luxurious dinner with him. After I'm discharged, I cancel the wedding, destroy all the invitations, and finally call my mother. "Mom," I say, "I've made up my mind. I'm ready to meet him."

Si Clover ay isang babae na hindi nalalayo ang estado ng buhay sa iba. Gaya ng mga kabataan ngayon ay nahilig din ito sa social media, partikular sa Facebook site. Kabilang din ito sa mga taong naging sikat sa social media dahil halos araw-araw ay humahakot ito ng daang-daang likes. Marami na rin ang sumubok na ligawan siya sa kanyang Facebook account, ngunit palagi niya itong nire-reject. Para sa kanya ang mga lalaking nakilala lang dito ay hindi pwedeng seryosohin, puro landi-landi lang.Pero tila parang nag-iba ang ihip ng hangin at timpla ng kape ng makilala niya si Percy na parang may extended brain orb sa ulo, in short, abnormal, at palaging nanggugulo.Habang tumatagal ang communication nilang dalawa, ang akalang landi lang ay tila ba nag-iba.Is it possible to fall in love in social media?Kung sakali man, may kasiguraduhan kayang magtatagal ang relasyong binuo nila?

"Don't try to run away again, Mackenzie. You can't. You WILL not. I will chase you, capture you, and make you surrender till every part of your mind, body, and soul is mine, and mine alone." ~•~ All Mackenzie Torsney ever wanted as a loving wife was the love of her husband, and the acceptance of her mother-in-law. However, all her efforts were paid back with betrayal when she caught her husband in bed with another woman on the day she was diagnosed with a brain tumor. Devastated, Mackenzie goes to a bar to drown her pain in a bottle. There, she meets a handsome stranger, who she begs to have sex with. All hell lets loose when she finds out the handsome stranger is the most influential Axford, her husband's brother! And she is pregnant for him! Mackenzie is forced to flee from the city, from the Axfords. She would do anything to keep her twin babies away from their greedy billionaire claws. She can run, but she can't hide. Nobody hides from Chase Axford, especially not a woman he desires with every fiber of his being.

Selena Collins leads an unremarkable life or so she believes. As an overworked and underpaid secretary at Vermillion Cyberspace, she’s long accepted the monotony of her days and the brooding presence of her enigmatic boss, Theo van Gogh. But everything changes the moment she collapses from exhaustion and hits her head on his desk. Upon waking up in the hospital, she begins seeing things that shouldn’t exist... ghosts, demons, angels, and creatures that seem far too aware of her presence. Then comes the impossible. Theo visits her with a revelation that completely made her brain reboot. Theo isn’t just her boss now. He’s her familiar. And Selena—confused, concussed, and utterly unprepared—is the next chosen successor of a forgotten land god. Theo bows 90 degrees, coldly defiant. "I do not acknowledge you as my master. So if you die in the process of completing your missions, it would bring me joy." Now thrust into a world where mythology bleeds into modernity and ancient contracts awaken from dormancy, Selena must uncover why she was chosen and survive long enough to earn her own name in a realm that remembers everything.

On the night of our anniversary, I had prepared a new set of lingerie for my Mafia husband Joey, but he had prepared divorce papers for me instead. A Cuban cigar was clamped between his teeth, a look of pure entitlement on his face. "Adriana, we need to divorce. Vivian's father is a capo. If I marry her, my future's set." "Look, sweetheart, you're just a broken family's leftover daughter. You should be grateful I kept you around this long." "Once I have the family ring, maybe I'll throw you a few scraps, let you be my little side piece." Everyone expected the daughter of a fallen family to step aside for his ambition, to be the loyal dog I'd been for the past seven years. But that night, I made a deal with the devil. I accepted a match arranged by my family and married the true king of New York's underworld. I vanished from Joey's world completely. Three years later, I returned to New York on my husband's arm. We were there on family business. Dante was called away for something urgent, leaving me to wait for him at his private club. I never expected to run into Joey, the man I hadn't seen in three years. "That's enough, Adriana. Stop with the childish tantrums." "Our son Angelo's almost six. He needs care. I'm being generous, offering you a position as his nanny." I laughed. What was this idiot talking about? He was calling the most feared and revered Donna in all of New York a nanny?

" Put your clothes on and get out. "He said coldly making tears formed in her eyes." Cable, are you serious? "Cable stop and face her with his poker face." Since when did I said that I was not serious? Are you an idiot? Put your clothes on and get out. "He said coldly making her mouth hang open in shock. She was trying to process everything when she heard his angry voice again." Are you a deaf? I said put your clothes on and get out. I have a lot of things to do today. "Emma stood up and face him." Why are you still like this, Cable?? I-I thought after what we had done last night. W-We'll be-- "" You thought we will be okay after what he had shared last night? "He laugh sarcastically." Oh, Anna... I thought you were just shameless. But it turns out... you are a delusional too. "Harry said sarcastically and smirk evilly while walking closer to her." Don't expect too much, sweetheart. What we did last night was nothing to me. It was just a plain . Do not take it too seriously. "Cable scoffed before he continues making her tears flow down in her eyes." Don't feel special just because I had with you . I had to fulfil my needs as a man. Since there was no other woman last night who would pleasure me. I had no choice but to f*caked you instead. And besides, you are not the only woman who I laid with. "Her tears continue to flow down as her heart shattered into pieces