Invisible Hinge Door

“If you don’t stop looking at my mouth like that,” Hudson murmured, backing me against the bathroom sink, “I’m going to do something we’ll both regret.” ... ... My breath hitched. The door was locked but my heart was beating faster. Hudson stood inches from me, eyes dark, jaw tight, like he was fighting himself just as hard as I was. His hand came up, stopping just short of touching my waist, hovering there like a question. “Tell me to walk away,” he said quietly. I opened my mouth. Nothing came out. That was all the permission he needed.

When my wife brought her lover home for the fifth time, I decided enough was enough. I said nothing, not a word of complaint or protest. Instead, I superglued the windows shut and locked the bedroom door from the outside. From the bedroom came the muffled sounds of her little escapade, breathless and feverish, carrying through the walls like a shameful melody no one asked to hear. Calmly, I sat in the living room, picked up the phone, and called my mother-in-law. "Jessie," I said, putting on my best tone of urgency, "it's bad—real bad! Your daughter's locked herself in the bedroom and says she's gonna end it all!"

Lena Mercer makes a living off saving and believes that love can be saved no matter what. However, when a frightened woman named Claire Reynolds appears at her office door insisting she is being purposely murdered by her husband, Lena is hesitant to trust her. Days go by, and Claire vanishes into thin air. Worrying but brushing it off as coincidence, Lena attempts to pick up where they left off—until she uncovers unsettling information connecting Claire's life to her own. The same scent. The same coffee order. Even bruises in identical locations. And then Lena begins receiving ominous messages: "You know the truth. Don't look for me."

"Martin, you're getting married within two weeks. What are you going to do about the woman outside?" Stacy Lynd paused at those words, even as a man answered indifferently, "Just keep your mouth shut. She won't know if none of you breathe a word." Behind the door, Stacy's tears blurred her vision. Never did she expect that the man she loved for years was going to treat her like a side chick. At that point, she truly understood, and went on to burn her accounts. It was not until afterward that Stacy realized she wasn't the one who couldn't get over that doomed relationship.

Woody Henderson takes the fall for his brother-in-law. During the four years he spends in jail, he picks up various medical skills and becomes a doctor who makes miracles happen. Aside from his medical prowess, he also gains power.The affluent and powerful all come knocking on his door, but he gives it all up so he can return to his wife's side. Yet all he gets in return are divorce papers.His ex-wife says, "You're a former convict. You're no longer worthy of me, especially now that I'm most beautiful and successful CEO around."

Sofia Hayes was a happy-go-lucky girl from a middle-class family. Life was perfect but she was fine with it. Full of hopes and dreams, in love with her middle-class boyfriend. Robert Arison is the CEO of Arison Group of Industries, the most famous self-made billionaire of the twenty-first century, and the most eligible bachelor in the country. What happens when the circumstances force the arrogant CEO with a dark secret to marry the young Sofia? Will they be able to lead a life as a married couple? Or will the ghosts of Robert's past come knocking on the door every night? Can Sofia fix her stoic CEO and make her love her? Especially when no secrets can stay buried forever.

Alpha Ricardo believes in an eye for an eye. He treats me like a mirror—whatever pain my brother causes his sister, Ricardo reflects onto me. But what happens when the mirror shows a lie? Maria has fooled the entire pack. She has convinced her brother that she is a victim, when she is actually the villain. Now that I’m carrying Ricardo’s heir, I’m caught in a crossfire of hate and obsession. With my brother’s life on the line and a vengeful husband at my door, I must find the proof to break Maria’s spell. In a house built on secrets, the truth is the only weapon I have left.

Let me introduce myself. I'm Ginger Snapper, I’m twenty-five years of age. I work for Eclipse Magazine. I have been with the magazine for five years, as well as with my blog. I have been writing for as long as I can remember. I’m adopted, and I have always known since I was five. For me, it was fine because I didn’t remember my parents, just that my mom was now my real mom’s best friend. I grew up in a loving home and was given what I needed in life to succeed. She gave me a chance to do what I love. She gave me a family and support to chase after my dreams. So I am grateful for all of that. So, I also volunteer as a mentor to young children in my free time to help give back. I stood up and went to the door to see who was there. When I got to the door, there was a note taped to my door. I looked in the hall to see if anyone was around, but there was no one. So I grabbed the note and went back inside my apartment. It was just a small note folded over a couple of times with nothing written on the outside of it. I unfolded the note and read the note, and I was shocked at what I read. “There is so much about yourself you don’t know. You need to start looking into where you come from. You're in danger and don’t know why you're in danger. You'd better start learning who you truly are before it's too late. I know my mother was killed in a freak accident, and I never knew who my father was.

After I landed in the hospital—again—from working myself into the ground, Jacob swore he was done playing house stockbroker. "Starting tomorrow, I'll do anything. Haul bricks, deliver pizza, whatever. I'm not letting you carry this alone." His eyes were glassy as he stormed out of the exam room like he was about to save the day or something. Then the doctor walked in and handed me a report. I was pregnant. Again. Heart racing, I chased after Jacob... and froze. He was standing outside some super VIP room. The same guys who used to bang on our door for money were suddenly all respectful. "Mr. Klein, should we block her door again tomorrow?" Jacob twirled our engagement ring around his finger. "No need. She already lost one baby paying off those debts. The test's over. Time she knew who I really am." Then my best friend—Lillian Morvain—strolled out and wrapped her arms around his waist like she belonged there. "Jacob, don't go soft. Your tests usually last at least five years. What if she's just another gold digger? Plus... I'd miss you." He hesitated. Smirked. "Fine. We'll do it your way. She's not going anywhere anyway." I stood there, clutching my stomach, sliding down the wall like the air had been punched out of me. Later, I pushed open the office door. "Dr. Spencer, I need a termination. Three days from now."

"I thought I was invisible to him. Turns out, I was the only one he saw." Messiah Avenido—my cold, arrogant, and impossibly gorgeous neighbor. He’s the kind of guy who never spares me a glance, always pushing me toward his mischievous brothers as if I didn’t matter. I hate him. I hate his piercing stare. I hate his annoying indifference. I hate the way his presence makes my heart race. But despite it all… I love him. And just when I finally decided to let him go, and when I thought I had already found someone who could truly love me—Messiah turned around. This time, he chased me. This time, he refused to let me slip away. And before I knew it… I was no longer free. Because to Messiah Avenido, I wasn’t just the girl next door. I was his.