Living My Best Life

Living a humble and simple life she have. An achiever, a student leader, a good friend, a loving sister and daughter and most especially Calli is a daddy's girl. Her life seems so perfect. Everything what she wants, she get. Living the life we all wanted. Aside of being excelling every field she engage she also enjoy it, with all her heart, no force her to do such thing, it's her passion. Her friends envy the life she has not until everything turn upsidedown. She woke up one day that the life she used to live is not the same anymore. The friend she used to have leave her, her academic performances used to be on top are now unvaluable, and the loving family she hold on now letting her hand go. From a wonderful and colorful life turn into black and white, she see no color. Everything messed up. But in the middle of fighting her battle though it's dark and dull she see a little light that give her hope to continue walking until she see again the colorful life outside of her pain. The unexpected person who's stay with her side through her ups and downs turn her great love.

My name is Greta Ellsworth. In my past life, my best friend, Poppy McKellen, and I both married into the Lockwood family. They are a prestigious household with a long-standing legacy in alternative medicine. Poppy marries the eldest son, Bruce Lockwood, while I marry the younger son, Owen Lockwood. Poppy gives birth to three children with Bruce. They each grow up to be prodigies in medicine. Meanwhile, I have only one daughter with Owen—Wendy Lockwood. Sadly, Wendy struggles with even the most basic math and isn't very bright. Owen's pride takes over, and he is left feeling utterly embarrassed. Years later, I take Wendy to a medical symposium. When she shyly whispers, "Dad," the crowd erupts in laughter. Enraged and humiliated, Owen stabs Wendy to death. Before I can react, he turns my way and strikes me down as well. When I open my eyes again, I realize that both Owen and I have been reborn. I take in the scene of our families' matchmaking event once more. This time, Owen reaches for Poppy's hand and says, "I like you. Will you marry me?"

Jada prayed and asked God to provide a miracle that would be a solution to her family’s problems. They had always been poor, but this was the worst situation they had ever been in. Her father had to be taken to the hospital two weeks ago, and she had become the sole provider for their home. Marilou had given them what money she had that she could to help, but she wasn’t exactly rolling in money herself. The young girl had a huge responsibility placed upon her shoulders, but she was determined not to lose their home or have the children sent to foster care. She had been waiting tables and using her tips to buy gas and groceries, but it was barely enough most days. Her paycheck had not been enough to pay all the bills since her father had let them get so far behind. Mrs. DeRoya cleared her throat, signaling that she would answer the girl. “Miss Pence, I only had one child, my son Brayden here. My husband was also an only child. So, unless Brayden produces an heir, our bloodline here in the United States is lost. What we need is a surrogate to carry the child. If you sign the contract, when the child is born you will receive one million dollars to take your siblings and go have a good life,” she said, staring at her without emotion.

Neglected and abused since childhood for not having elemental karamat (the ability to control air, fire, water or earth) and waiting for intrinsic karamat (special ability unique to every person), Sikandar's life turns upside down when he realizes that he is in a revenge fantasy AI slop story. It happens on his birthday when he gets the ability to control void and nullify other karamats. Not willing to be a part of the revenge plot, Sikandar leaves home for peace of mind. Soon, the AI writing the story becomes sentient and decides to add more drama to Sikandar's life.

''Sometimes I sit alone in my room, not because I'm lonely but because I want to. I quite like it but too bad sitting by myself always leads to terrifying, self-destructive thoughts. When I'm about to do something, he calls. He is like my own personal superhero and he doesn't even know it. Now my superhero never calls and there is no one to help me, maybe I should get a new hero. What do you think?'' ''Why don't you be your own hero?'' I didn't want to be my own hero I just wanted my best friend, too bad that's all he'll ever be to me- a friend. Trigger Warning so read at your own risk.

~HOT ROMANCE 21++~ Aku membutuhkan tubuhmu, tapi aku tidak butuh cintamu . aku membutuhkan tangisanmu , tapi aku tidak butuh ketulusan mu. dan aku membutuhkan desahanmu , tapi tidak dengan perasaanmu. "aku akan menyetubuhimu , tapi ada 1 syarat yang harus kau tahu , jangan menjerit dan merintih , atau kau akan menerima tamparan dari tanganku " ~PIERO MAGENTA D'RAJOR~ Bahkan bila kau mampu menghancurkan seluruh organ tubuhku , aku tidak peduli Karena aku RUBAH, aku punya SEMBILAN NYAWA dan aku DESPERADO yang akan bertahan oleh kegaranganmu karena sebuah alasan. "Aku masih Virgin , bisakah kau berhenti melakukan itu " ~CLORIS VENELOVE ANDERSHORT~ * Mohon bijaklah dalam memilih bacaan .. sungguh tidak di sarankan dibawah umur..* ________________________________________________

Banished from her own pack, Vanessa returns to the mananda of the alpha triplets, who are her mates, and initiate a struggle of power and lust over her. Will Vanessa stay with the 3 alphas, or will she choose one of them and reject the other two?

A legend returns to find that his wife has kicked him out for someone richer. He reveals his identity in a fit of rage, resulting in countless beautiful women in power flocking to him. His wife is at a loss for words!

My wife—Nancy Valente—had been "missing" for three months after some fake skiing accident. I spotted her at a bar. She was draped over Finley Bennett's shoulder, laughing like she hadn't wrecked my life. "Good thing you came up with this plan. I almost forgot what freedom felt like." Her crew kept clinking glasses, asking when she planned to pop back up. She glanced down. "Maybe in a week. I'll show up once he's lost his mind." I stayed in the shadows, watching her bask in her little escape act. Then I grabbed my phone and called a buddy at the Vital Records Office.

Ang isang alamat ay nagbalik upang matagpuan na ang asawa niya ay pinalayas siya para sa ibang lalaking mas mayaman. Ibinunyag niya ang pagkakakilanlan niya dahil sa galit, kaya maraming magandang mga babaeng makapangyarihan ang nagkandarapa sa kanya. Ang asawa niya ay natulala!