Lie To Me Like You Used To

Robin leaned close to my ears and whispered the words that only made me stiff and froze my heart. He leans back but while doing so, his lips brushed against mine and a smile escaped his lips, he left my chin and walked away whistling to himself. I just couldn’t move, the touch of his lips that were on mine yet again clouded my mind and the words he whispered in my ears just kept on resounding as silence filled the air where I stood, only the words he had just said arrogantly, yet sweetly, played on in my head. You belong to me and no one else!

What can a mother do for the sake of her daughter? " Take it off, your suit!", Asher summoned Max when he accidentally splash water on her uniform. "What?---I---ahhh--", she stuttered. Max has no escape. How can she do it if she's not a guy? Read to find out more.

> “Stay still, Little Thorn… I want to taste you slowly.” His voice was velvet and ruin. His mouth, a weapon. And I—fool that I was—leaned closer. Before death wore a suit and called itself a lover, I used to believe in beauty. Before the blood. Before the runes. Before I painted the image that killed my parents—I believed my art could save me. Now I know better. I was just weeks from graduating when the painting came to me like a fever. I didn’t choose it. I didn’t plan it. My hands moved, possessed, dragging symbols I’d never seen and a face I’d never forgotten—his. Eyes red as wine. A crown pierced with thorns. And a girl in the center… me. Offering herself. I signed it with a mark I didn’t recognize. I sold it to a stranger. And days later, my parents were dead—no wounds, no reason, just... gone. The police said stress. I say fate. Now I’m being hunted by a world I didn’t know existed. Vampires with ancient courts and older grudges. Symbols that whisper in my blood. And Lucien D’Aragon—the vampire who says I summoned him with my brushstroke. That I belong to him. He says I’m his prophecy. His ruin. His Little Thorn. But I’m not just prey. Something is waking in me. Something hungry. Something I was never meant to survive. If I give in, I lose everything. If I fight, I might finally learn the truth. About my art. About my bloodline. About what really happened that night. And why he keeps whispering that I was painted for ruin... but made for him.

“I will wait for you, until you are done loving her.” – Sunny Miles Enriquez. We can all love. We can all be hurt. Sunny is a rich and rugged woman. Kilala siya bilang mahirap saktan na babae dahil sa tapang ng ugali nito, but what they see are not true. Sunny will do everything she can to make the person she loves love her. She could be foolish, but she doesn't care. She can forget who she really is, only just, the person she loves will love and like her back. Even if it hurts her again and again, she doesn't care. This is the story of the girl who falls Inlove with the guy who is still Inlove with someone else. Will she be able to wait, or will she just give up?

When Camille moved into Summer Valley with her mother, she decided to keep things on a low since it would only be a matter of time before they moved again whenever her mother’s past would come to haunt them. This plan completely crumbles when she falls into the bad side of Aiden, the mysterious and dangerous boy at her school. He begins to target her and make her the butt of his bullying. One school day changes everything, when she gives him a sign without knowing and she gets into an entanglement she never expected, but can’t seem to want to get out of. What happens when she gets to find out the real boy beyond the indifferent mask? Will he let her in, or will he push her away like he does everyone else? How will she cope when the people she trusts betray her? What happens when trouble returns and her mother wants them to move out from the town, just when she has finally found home?

Bagi Bella, pernikahannya dengan Dave bukanlah pernikahan yang normal. Mereka saling mencintai, tetapi mereka sama-sama membohongi satu sama lain. Kehadiran orang-orang dari masa lalu, seolah mendukung mereka untuk terus memakai topeng. Bella tidak yakin, apakah pernikahan yang mereka jalani karena cinta?

“Mr Daniel, if we abort the baby, her womb might be damaged, the pregnancy is already a month.” “I do not care, doctor, I know what I have invested in your hospital, are you going to defy my orders? That bastard in her womb needs to be removed and I don’t f**king care if the option is taking out her womb, go on with the process..” What? He is going to kill our baby because of Rosa. “Please, don’t harm our baby, our child is innocent.” I begged in a faint voice, he turned to look at me, hoping he would have mercy instead, his Eyes were dead cold, giving me the chills all over my body, “What are you waiting for doctor, get rid of that thing now. “ The doctor signaled his nurses, I struggled but they gripped me as the doctor prepared the injection to kill my baby. “Please don’t kill my baby, please.” I cried out nonstop with everything left of me. I lost my voice as the doctor pierced the needle into my vein, my vitals became weak. I will never forgive Daniel and Rosa. I will make them pay….. Five years later, I returned as a multibillionaire and now the son of the devil that was once my husband wanted me back ,little did he know I am the devil herself. I am here to steal, destroy and ruin his life, the weak Lisa he once knew died that day at the hospital.

Just as she’s starting her new life in Las Vegas, she gets an urgent call to return home to Atlanta. Deila Barbson could be stubborn, witty…among other things but she wasn’t the rogue her family thought her to be so she answered with equal urgency oblivious to what awaited her— her past. She’s faced with the person that’s haunted her beautiful nightmares everyday for two years. Betrayed by her heart, she found herself running again from whom she still longed for as the very air she breaths. Breathing was as difficult as commitments. Would she stand unbroken or she melt under his touch? Time they said healed every wound so why did his heart still bleed at the sight of the woman that left him shattered sixteen months ago? Hard-headed as he was, James Martin felt open as if it were yesterday he got stood up on his planned proposal dinner. He wanted answers, from her, from himself; why didn’t he feel anger towards her for breaking his heart? Why was his heart still thudding with hope at the sight of her? Why did Deila still unman him as if he wasn’t the macho CEO that intimidated even the Mayor? And most importantly, why did she return? Behind the unwilling woman and broken man was the dark secret both their families shared. What would be keeping them apart? Their ego? Or the family secret? Warning: This book contains mature words and sexual encounters that aren't suitable for readers under the age of 18.

"If you offend Alpha Carlen, Luna Irene might plead for you. But if you cross Luna Irene, there won't even be a scrap of you left." That's a widely circulated saying in the werewolf upper circles. I'm Irene Chandler. Because of one game, I've decided to dissolve the mate bond with Carlen Alvarado. During the game, he says drunkenly, "I love resting my head on the belly of an expecting she-wolf and listening to the pup's heartbeat." The room falls silent. Every werewolf turns to look at me. There's no surprise in their eyes. What I see is their pity for me, the rightful Luna, and a flicker of panic that their secret has been exposed. At that moment, I understood everything. They all know Carlen has a pup with another woman. They've been helping him hide it from me. That's because they know I'm Carlen's everything. I'll leave him if I ever find out. And if I leave, he'll lose his mind. I have to admit that they know me well. After learning the truth, I plan to do three things. First, I toss the wedding ring Carlen designed for me into the furnace. Second, I save the video of Lily Chalvez flaunting her pregnancy to provoke me onto a flash drive. Third, I submit documents to the Pack Affairs Department, applying to become a researcher on the isolated Icebound Island. The day I leave the pack happens to be our seventh wedding anniversary. I'll vanish from his life like a wisp of smoke.

This will also be posted on Royal Road.A rundown hotel in the middle of Brazil, minimal staff, dim lighting, near no one, and nowhere. What brought these two here? A tall man clad in purple and a small clean-cut fellow with an unsettling grin. What could've led them there?