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They said I was beautiful — but not real. That my smile was perfect — but my past made me broken. I spent years trying to prove I was more than the girl who changed her face to survive the world’s cruelty. I married Julian Vale, believing love would finally see me. I called Serena Blake my sister, trusting her more than my own reflection. And when my world collapsed under secrets, silence, and the weight of never being enough — I disappeared. Then I opened my eyes… Ten years earlier. Before the surgery. Before the vows. Before I forgot who I was beneath the makeup and the mask of confidence. This time, I don’t need to be fixed. This time, I don’t need to be forgiven. I remember every lie. Every betrayal. Every time I silenced my voice to keep the peace. So I’m not here to win back love. I’m not here to punish the past. I’m here to become the woman I was always meant to be — unedited, unafraid, and finally, completely seen. I was more than pretty. This time, I’ll live like I believe it.

Hunter had to take his father's position unexpectedly. He wasn't ready for that.. neither Adriel. Chaos started. Things happened. When Neal picked up the small shiny thing out of curiosity, he didn't know it will lead him to a world he wasn't aware of.

When the Kiss Cam lights up the stadium, Taylor expects to see strangers caught in awkward kisses—not her boyfriend, Dylan, locking lips with another woman. To revenge, Taylor also kisses the handsome stanger sitting next to her when the Kiss Cam swings to her. To her shock, he’s not just any stranger, but Aiden Kincaid—a billionaire, football star, and the soon-to-be ex-husband of the woman Dylan’s been seeing. Taylor thought she’d never cross paths with Aiden again, but fate has other plans. Not only does she become Aiden’s intern sports therapist, but he also offers her a deal: pretend to be his girlfriend.

During a game of Truth or Dare at a company gathering, my wife, Whitney Stuart, picks dare. She has to share a passionate kiss with a man for 30 seconds while holding a sheet of tissue between their lips. Even though I, her lawfully wedded husband, am right there with her, she doesn't hesitate to choose her assistant, Zach Green, instead. Once the 30 seconds run over, the two of them reluctantly part, the tissue now drenched with their saliva. During the second round, I end up getting chosen. Chuckling, I say, "I pick dare." I turn to the side and kiss the female intern sitting next to me.

“I’m going to kiss you, Sophie. And you’re going to let me.” “Why?” My breath stutters. “Because my brother is watching.” I gasp. That should have bothered me, but it didn’t. “Not… not that. Why do you want to kiss me? You don’t… kiss girls, everyone knows that.” “And yet, I’ve kissed you before, haven’t I?” My jaw dropped open. Did he... remember? --- I used to have a crush on Ace Beckham. Used to. He’s Greenwoods Academy’s golden boy. Hockey captain. The kind of beautiful that makes a whole arena go silent when he skates. Ace Beckham doesn’t kiss girls. Everyone knows that. He’ll flirt. He’ll ruin you. He’ll make you feel like you’re the only one in the room. But he doesn’t kiss. Except once. One stupid, drunken, reckless night, he kissed me like it meant something. Like I meant something. The next morning, I was invisible again. Maybe he forgot. Maybe I was never meant to be remembered. I’ve learned to survive that. To pretend I don’t notice him. To make him as invisible to me as I am to him. Until I take a babysitting job—three boys, or so I think. Because they aren’t boys. They are men. The Beckham brothers. And avoiding Ace Beckham in his own mansion turns out to be impossible—especially since I’m starting to realize I never really got over that crush. And I don’t know which is worse— Being invisible to Ace Beckham. Or finally being seen.

Looking to get over a betrayal and layoff, Everest Prue Camara goes to the small town of Lucerne-Alpane County to find recluse, and hopefully, discover a new passion. When fate puts her up as a neighbour with a single father, Everest is determined to not fall for the handsome rancher. Especially not when his six-year-old had wormed her way up her heart already. Mentor Gayle Calloway Jr. had always thought he was doing okay. His ranch was turning out very well over the years, Lucerne-Alpane was paradise to him and his daughter was fine, so what else could he need? The arrival of a new neighbour up the road puts the rancher's whole belief into question when he starts having feelings for her, to his annoyance. Everest has to make the choice of succumbing to her needs and risk toying with his heart, or steering clear till her recluse was over. Mentor finds it equally hard giving in to his own passion, especially having sworn off women. Will both of them relent and find solace in each other? Especially when at play is The Rancher's Heart?

Things are always good in a relationship until a third person chips in. Left with the fortunes of her parent's who were killed in fold blood at the age of ten , Jean is finally old enough to take over but her greedy uncle won't let her do so. Alex and Jean have had their own up and downs but after a hectic breakup and her uncles suspicious behavior she doesn't know who to trust anymore and is left With all the things coming at her will her former lover come to her rescue? Will they finally have their happily ever after or circumstances tear them apart?

Dita's fate changed drastically after meeting a handsome, but cruel guy. She accidentally witnessed him torturing his victim in an empty house at night. And unfortunately, she was caught. Since the night after the incident, her life became unsettled when it turned out that the guy was after her. What is Dita's fate after meeting a Psychopath guy who likes to torture, not even hesitating to kill his victims. Will she be able to escape from him? Note: This is a high school teen story

My husband, Garrett Kachmar, vanished overseas with his ex, Linda Sharpe. They left me with one thing—an illegitimate, screaming baby. Twenty years later, I posted that my "son" had passed his exams. He was joining the police force. That's when Garrett came back. With Linda. And a lawsuit. At the plaintiff's table, Linda looked polished—soft makeup, perfect posture. Her voice? Pure control. "After Garrett divorced, we got married and had a big, healthy boy. Jemma couldn't stand seeing us happy, so she stole our son. We searched for twenty years. She refuses to give him back. We're his biological parents. We have the right to take him." Garrett shot me a glare. "Jemma, just because you can't have kids doesn't mean you get to steal mine." The trial was livestreamed. The comments exploded. [Can't have your own kid so you steal one?] [You destroyed a family. Sick.] [Give him back to his real parents!] Then my "son" was called into the courtroom. And the whole room went dead quiet.

Yvette Wilson had a crush on her brother’s friend. He was six years older, so she kept it to herself and stayed cautious. One night, she could not hold back anymore. In the dim light, she leaned in and stole a kiss while he was drunk. She had just turned to run when she saw his eyes snap open. He looked at her with a lazy expression. “You want me to teach you how to kiss? Too bad. I’m not into little girls.” Her face turned red, but she still found the courage to speak. “So you think I’m too young? That’s fine. I’ll grow up.”