Jump Start Synonyms

I was randomly proposed to by an attractive billionaire who has never been known to be in any kind of relationship; he was every woman's dream man. He wasn’t just any incredibly handsome billionaire; he was New Yorks most eligible, and most fantasised-about billionaire bachelor. So when he asked me to marry him out of the blue, without even knowing my last name, I couldn’t say no. Any woman would have jump at the chance if she were in my place at that moment. But little did I know that my living hell was about to begin. Despite living in luxury, having access to money I had run out of ideas on how to spend, and being the wife of Aldwin Ellison, the insanely handsome billionaire whom influential women had clung to in the hope of being his, I still felt unloved and unhappy.. In his eyes, the only thing I was good for was satisfying his dark sexual desires; I was only meant to please him, not receive love. Determined to end my misery, I filed for a divorce unaware that the marriage contract I signed with Aldwin had a hidden clause: “The marriage comes to an end If, and only when, Aldwin Ellison says so.” I had signed away my rights to becoming his plaything.

My mom has always been biased toward my younger sister, Nina Henderson. But before she passes away, she leaves the only house she owns to me. Meanwhile, Nina, who has always been the apple of my mom's eye, obtains nothing but a jewelry box. Just as I'm about to feel touched, I see comments springing in front of my eyes. "The truth is, their mom owes someone a huge sum of money. She left Leah her house because she wants Leah to take over the debt. In the end, Leah is forced to jump off a building by the debt collector. What a poor woman." "Nina, on the other hand, is able to marry the richest man's son thanks to the photo hidden inside the jewelry box. She gets to enjoy a lavish and comfortable life." "It's such a shame that Nina begins cursing at her mother the moment she hears the will being uttered. Because of that, her mother dies of anger before she can tell Nina the whole truth." I'm left feeling dumbstruck. That night, I dig up the jewelry box that Nina has thrown away. Then, I'm able to track down the richest man's villa.

Hilda Oakley, the charity case Mom and Dad take in, steals my family right out from under me. She slips drugs into me, driving me into a bipolar disorder. She turns me into someone who snaps and screams at Mom and Dad without meaning to. She paints me as someone rotten inside, as the bully at school, and as someone who'd shove her down the stairs at home. And because of that, my whole family turns on me. Mom calls me a bad seed. Dad says I'm no daughter of his. Then, they adopt Hilda and throw me out in the dead of winter. My bipolar flares. Naked, I sprint onto the rooftop and jump to my death. When I'm reborn, I realize I can make the thoughts in other people's heads audible. So, at the dinner table, I let Hilda's thoughts spill right before Mom and Dad. 'I kept that witch Valerie drugged for three years. She finally broke! They still don't suspect that Alex isn't really her brother. He's Susan's son. Once we poison Valerie's parents, the Coopers' fortune will belong to us.'

It was the happiest day of his life to end up being the most tragic one. Everyone talked about it, 'the murdered bride who didn't reach her destiny', and at the end only person to sentence. Isela. Stefan swore he'd put her behind bars and she swore she was going to get revenge on whoever made her cry out she was innocent. Five years later she was able to feel the warm sunlight caressing her face with the difference she was no longer Isela. She'd come back as another woman. And just one name in her mind; Stefan. "So, was she released?" "Yes, my friend. She's out of prison, ready to start over." Stefan hit his desk. "Start over? And when Eliza will start over? She's dead and that murderer out." "Let her live her life, man." "Bring her. Look for her and bring her to me. Her hell just started."

When Samantha Layne's world gets turned upside down and her marriage falls apart, there is only one place she can go. The family home in Wyoming. Alone and heartbroken, Samantha tries to start over in a new state, but when the hot new neighbor decides to start sticking his nose where it doesn't belong, Samantha receives the shock of a lifetime. As the secrets begin to unfold all around her, will Samantha be able to move past them and love again?

After I bought my new home outright, my relatives organized a housewarming party to celebrate. During dinner, my nephew Leo suddenly said, “You’re just a spinster living alone in a huge apartment. What do you need all that space for? I happen to be getting married soon. That’s a huge deal. You should transfer the place to me. I’ll even cover the transfer fee.” I was stunned. “Are you out of your mind?” His mother Linda said, “How can you be so ungrateful? Him using your place for his newlywed life is doing you a favor. It’ll bring you good luck! Other people would jump at the chance!” The son and mother were united against me. “Anyway, tomorrow’s a great day. Grab the property deed and come with us to transfer ownership!” I rejected them without hesitation and called them crazy. Who knew they would get so furious that they would storm into my brand-new apartment and go on a rampage, smashing everything in sight. They even said smugly, “We need to show you our family doesn’t get pushed around! Go ahead and call the police! What proof do you even have that it was us?” What they did not know was that I had installed surveillance cameras on the day I moved in.

“The client requested natural conception.” At night, in a luxurious villa, Adela lay naked on the bed. The room was dark. She stared at the blurry patterns on the ceiling, her palms already drenched with sweat. The sound of water flowing from the bathroom gradually stopped. Adela struggled to breathe, her heart pounding as if it were about to jump out of her chest. This was her first time, but she wasn’t here as a lover. She was here as a surrogate mother. The bathroom door was pushed open. From the narrow gap came a warm yellow light. A man, wrapped in a towel, stepped out. Adela couldn’t see his face clearly, only sensing that he was a tall and imposing figure. …… Adela initially thought this was just a transaction—she needed money to fend off the ruthless men who came knocking because of her father’s gambling debts. But what she didn’t expect was for her fate to become entangled with this man. He was a man of absolute power and dominance, yet every time she was on the brink of despair, he was the one who held her up. More importantly, as time went on, Adela began to uncover the truth about her own identity. Her real family—her true origins—were deeply connected to this man. Their destinies became even more intertwined, especially after she gave birth to their child…

“These two men have claimed ownership but you are the only one who can tell us who the boy truly belongs to. Who is the father of you son, Luna Vanessa?” I stood inbetween both men who still looked they were about to jump each other and then I took one look at my beautiful son, the one who truly mattered and I pointed to the Alpha standing on the left. “The blood that runs through my son’s veins is his.” ****** Two Alphas. One Luna. And a baby in the mix. It all started with a love so pure and true but ended with a rejection, a scar and a baby which Vanessa swore to keep away from the man who made loving him seem like a crime and wasted three good years of her life. Four years later, she has managed to forget him and live a comfortable life, posing as the Luna for another Alpha. But then, he returns—Declan Thorne—desperate and hell-bent on taking back what belongs to him. However, with a son that calls another man ‘father’, his mother who is now the Luna for another and Alpha who took Vanessa in and falls head over heels for her, Declan Thorne has a long way to go before he can win anyone back—his heir or her heart.

It was only after my boyfriend, Julian Mercer, received his HIV diagnosis that he finally understood what his childhood friend, Luna Sullivan, truly meant by "life and death together". In my previous life, after Julian collapsed from anemia, Luna insisted on donating blood to him. I fought with everything I had to stop it. I told him that Luna had already contracted HIV. If she donated blood to him, he would be infected as well. He refused to believe me. Luna cried and swore that she had never even had a boyfriend. To prove her innocence, she climbed onto the rooftop and pretended she was going to jump to her death. However, she slipped. She missed her footing and fell to her death from the building. To avenge her, Julian conspired with our classmates to kidnap me. He strangled me with his own hands. I still remember his furious roar. "This is all because of your slander! You killed Luna! I will make you pay for her life!" When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the blood transfusion. I watched as Julian lay there, already receiving blood from his beloved Luna. I smiled faintly. HIV? Fine.

~They say there's a thin line between love and hate, and I’m about to find out just how true that is~ When the Masters family moved to Rixon Hills at the start of my senior year, I caught the attention of Roman Masters, the sole heir to the billionaire family empire, and also a new transfer student at my school. His arrogance, infuriatingly handsome smirk and stupid nickname for me instantly makes me dislike him. But as time goes on, things start to blur, and I’m starting to forget my reasons for hating him in the first place…