Letter To Myself

“Sign them. Now!” He threw the papers across the bed and they fluttered in front of me, taunting me with words boldly spelled on them. Divorce. My blood had fizzled out. I refused to believe this was happening. I had never filled myself with delusions of Ezekiel ever loving me, but I had truly believed we could both tolerate our obligations to each other. Perhaps I was just blinded by love. “You're breaking this marriage because of Ellen? Because of my sister?” **** As though the death of her grandmother and a painful divorce weren’t enough torture for one day, Camille Manor stands frozen in the face of a family annulment. Letting go of her past life, she leaves for the States where she aims to start life afresh and raise her children not even the father knew about. Things change when she receives a shocking letter that changes everything. Now, after four years of staying away, Camille must return to London to face the lurking shadows of her past. But with her ex-husband back in her life, will her plans for revenge go smoothly? In the midst of exposing buried family secrets, she struggles to tame the feelings she still has for Zeke despite his betrayal while hiding his paternity over her children. Meanwhile, she takes down the Manor’s one by one in a bid to reclaim the honor that was once hers.

“How dare you shamelessly open your legs for my Beta!” A sharp breath escapes me upon hearing his cold, condemning voice, but I find myself at a loss for words in self-defense. My head hangs low, and my heart races under my chest. I feel too terrified to meet his penetrating cold gaze. “It’s not her fault, I was—” “Shut the fuck up! I wasn't speaking to you.” He growls at Hunter. ***** Lana Ragnar, a stunning she-wolf eagerly awaiting her long-awaited manifestation, encounters a setback with a proposal letter from Black Pack Alpha Damon. Despite never meeting, he insists she's his mate, issuing threats of random troop invasions on unrelated Packs. Lana, motivated to prevent conflicts among werewolf Packs, discreetly leaves her own Pack, keeping her chosen path a secret from her Alpha brother. However, when challenges in the Black Pack unfold, they include bullying, trials, and a perilous encounter with death. Fueled by possessiveness and an undeniable attraction, Alpha Damon steps in to rescue his potential second-chance mate. A growing suspicion leads him to discover he has been protecting the wrong woman, harboring resentment towards his true mate. Fearing Lana may never feel secure with him, Damon embarks on a mission to capture her heart and, crucially, her trust. Amidst an unraveling dangerous conspiracy, Damon must protect Lana and unite the Packs against a common enemy.

On the day my husband married my younger sister, I once again heard the divine message from the Astral Sanctuary: if I sever all ties to the mortal world within three days, I can reclaim the astral power I relinquished and return to the Astral Sanctuary. On the first day, I publicly cut my hair to symbolize the severing of love and signed the separation letter, ending my three-year marriage to the man I once loved. Holding my sister in his arms, he looked at me with disdain. His words dripped with mockery as he called me petty and jealous, claiming that sparing me the title of an equal wife had been his greatest act of kindness. On the second day, I drove a blade into myself six times, severing my bond with my cherished elder brother. He stood by, cold and unfeeling, sneering that I was nothing more than a desperate fool, resorting to theatrics to compete for his affection—a devotion he reserved entirely for my sister. On the third day, I clenched my teeth and carved through my own flesh and bone, severing my connection to the parents who had given me life. Enraged, they called me ungrateful and declared I was unworthy—not just of being their daughter, but even of being compared to my perfect sister. In the end, I succumbed to exhaustion and blood loss. My spirit ascended to the Astral Sanctuary, where I reclaimed my true identity as an Astral Maiden. When my family discovered my lifeless body left behind in the mortal realm, they all descended into madness.

Kenneth Parker, my childhood friend—and the person I've secretly had a crush on—isn't into men. In the end, I find myself wandering into one of those shops out of sheer loneliness and buying myself a toy. That night, just as I'm about to follow the instructions to use it, someone suddenly opens the bedroom door. Kenneth stands in the doorway, his face frozen in complete and utter shock as he stares at me. Blushing furiously, I try to pull the blanket and cover myself, but Kenneth rushes in and takes the toy from my hand. He says, "It's alright, Xavier. I'll show you how to use it."

It begun after an edict of the Emperor marrying Duchess Vanhi, who was unable to turn down his offer. Lixien, who's father revolted against the former reign of the current Emperor, was faced with crisis. Vailan, the Emperor, appointed her to keep an eye on her. It was wholly to prevent another revolt against the Emperor. But with the blossoming romance entanglements, with each passing day, can they really resolve the affairs of their hearts? ** She looked at his eyes containing his supposed secret desire for her. Surprised, she was momentarily in a daze. "Let's cross this line, Lixien. I want you." "I... want you too." The peak of romance that tied their hearts into one, along with their bodies, they were inseparable. But does love stays like that? Would this passionate, and sweet romance prevail the distress and pressure? With her head high and tears trickling down her eyes, she casted her letter one last look and mumbled, "I dare not love you, Vailan. We're supposed not to fall in love in the first place..." What will Vailan do to his wife who left him with a mere letter?

I could've sworn I was in sanity but everyone thought I wasn't. The same thought whirled through the heads of my parents who specifically gave birth to me. With that, I found myself falling in love with my own solitude. I fought my demons alone. I chose to live by myself and isolated myself from the people I love. I'd been searching long and hard for a hand to hold. Then suddenly, a small light hidden in the depths of darkness flashed before me and the wall that I've been unconsciously building to protect myself vanished in an instant. Once again, I felt the affection and I was desperate to keep it. However, little did I know that a lot of malevolent eyes were keeping track of what I do. I am not who I think I am. The other world has confirmed it. But my past won't allow me to change. Will I keep on choosing love? Or will I accept my destiny that has been long engraved in the prophecy?

Hannah was a troubled soul, her past horrors have molded her into a sad, melancholic girl. She has been through a lot of painful stuff that she decided to end her life. As she lay down a bathtub filled with her blood, she did not realize that her death was just the beginning of her journey. A series of mysterious occurrences take place after her death. It all starts with her step-brother Matthew's discovery of a letter from Hannah. Her vengeful spirit seems to live on to haunt those who have wronged her. Devon the love of her life, Cassidy her best friend who betrayed her, her mother Lucy who bore Hannah with her affair with Garret, and Brandon Johnson her dad who has kept a dark secret involving Hannah. One by one, page by page of each letter the truth unfolds and her hauntings may not be the real horror in this story. This is not just a horror story but a twisted love story that transcends life and death.

After years of running from her past, Lissa returns to the one place she never wanted to see again—her childhood home. The town hasn’t changed, but Lissa has. Now a mother, a wife, and a survivor, she’s trying to rebuild a life while standing on the crumbling foundation of her trauma. Just a few months. Just until she finds her footing. But the house doesn’t let go so easily. It smells of mildew and memory. Dust covers more than furniture—it coats every secret Lissa tried to bury. As she navigates motherhood, old friendships, and a strained relationship with her sister, Lissa discovers more than ghosts in the attic. A photograph violently scribbled out. A letter from someone she hoped was lost to time. And a journal that brings her back to the girl she used to be. Her husband, Colt, tries to be her anchor. Her son, Lucas, is her reason to fight. But a single name—just one letter, T—is all it takes to fracture her resolve. The past isn’t dead. It’s waiting in the basement. In a letter tucked behind old receipts. In the quiet corners of her memory where no one else can go. As the days pass, the house begins to feel like a trap.Lissa must decide if she’s strong enough to dig through the wreckage of her past… or if some secrets are better left buried. Told with raw emotion and atmospheric suspense, House of Quiet Screams is a story of trauma, resilience, and the silent strength it takes to confront what once felt un faceable. For Lissa, surviving was never the end of the story—facing what comes after might be the beginning.

My body craves him. My mind resists him. My heart fears him. Noah Hayes is a sinful temptation with a sex appeal, unlike any man I’ve ever met. He’s also twice my age...and my new boss. After years of working a job I despised, for the sake of a family I was forced to support, I had enough. Finding a new job should have been simple, but working as a nanny for billionaire Noah Hayes is anything but. He may be arrogant and self-involved, but I can’t stop myself from wanting him. When I find myself in his arms and in his bed, I allow myself a moment to hope. But how could I have known what was coming for us...and how it would break us?

"Happiness is a four letter word.I’ve never been happy before, never experienced love, until I met Nathan. He’s my happy place, and my husband.Everything should be rainbows and unicorns, but it’s not.The problem is, the past doesn’t stay buried, and ours is popping up in spades.A trial. A warning.Reciprocity is at hand.The battle for survival has begun."