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WOKE UP SERIES: BOOK II I’ve been wishing to see the world end… but why do I felt this way now I see it for myself? Running as if my life depends on it, every alley and corner I turned into, I tried my best not to slip and get caught. Hah, it seems like I would pass out due to exhaustion any time soon! Never once in my life did I run away like this! Damn it! With this fat body of mine, surely there is no hope! How can a shut in person like me can even do running in laps. I thought that I was strong a while ago but it seems like I was just over reacting. Dang 'No no no noooo they will catch up on me shit!' Why did I even come in this situation in the first place!? What hell!! . . . [Day 1 Quest: Would you like to see it?]

Olivia waited three years for her husband, Alexander, to treat her like his wife but that never happened. She decided to seek divorce and leave the abusive toxic marriage she was in. Unfortunately, the day she left the home of her husband she had an accident and lost her memory. She could remember all those who treated her nicely except her husband and his family who treated her badly. Her husband called her out of the blue to tease her but was surprised Olivia addressed him with another man's name and also hung up on him for the first time. The idea of Oliva moving on frightened him and he started pursuing her to win her love again but he had to battle with Leo, another man in love with Olivia for her attention. This battle of love led to the unveiling of hidden mysteries. Would Alexander be able to win Olivia's heart back and what happens when Alexander's first love also returns to town?

I was nine months along and ready to give birth, but my husband, Sean Conner, had me locked in the basement storage room and told me to hold the baby in. He said it was because his late brother’s wife, Quinn Faber, was also due today. Years ago, Sean and his brother had agreed that the first child born to the Conners would be raised as the heir and inherit the family inheritance. “Quinn’s baby must come first,” Sean said as if it were nothing. “She lost her husband and has nothing. You already have my love. It’s only right that the inheritance goes to her child.” The pain from the contractions folded me over, and I cried, begging him to take me to the hospital. He wiped my tears with a dangerously calm voice. “Stop the act,” he snapped. “I always knew you didn’t love me. All you care about is money and status. You forced labor to happen early so you could steal my nephew’s place… How can you be so cruel?” White-faced and shaking, I managed to whisper, “I can’t control when a baby comes. It’s a coincidence. I swear I don’t care about the inheritance. I love you!” He let out a cold laugh. “If you loved me, you wouldn’t have pushed Quinn to sign that contract relinquishing her child’s inheritance. Fine. Once she has her baby, I’ll come back for you. After all, the child in your belly is my blood.” Sean stayed outside Quinn’s delivery room. Only after the newborn arrived did he remember me. He ordered his secretary to take me to the hospital, but the secretary’s voice trembled as he said. “Madam… and the baby… They’re both gone…” At that moment, Sean lost his mind.

Emile Burke was your classic happy-go-lucky girl till she fell in love .... fell in love with someone who didn't love her. Emile fell in love with Daniel at first sight but Daniel had someone he liked. She knew she was destined for disappointment till fate played a trick which bound her to her first love by marriage. Despite fate's intervention and the marrying her dream lover, Emile's life went from miserable to more miserable.... Will Daniel see her devotion and love for him? Or Will Emile wake from her obsession of holding on to her first love?

Rhea Kirstie Campbell has a great rage to her ex-boyfriend named Giovanni Taylor Miller after the latter left her and chose a brighter future without her. When she thought she's already moved on from him, Giovanni suddenly showed himself, making her life upside-down.

"A great alpha handles pack affairs outside, and chores at home." my mate Luke had posted. I stared at these words. It was a post from my mate, Luke's Instagram. In the picture he was in a vineyard pruning grapes. Chores at home? Luke who would not even help me to clean a table was actually helping someone else. He had left this morning saying he was going on werewolf business, but from these pictures he was at a she-wolf's vineyard in our pack. A bitter smile escaped my lips as I quietly liked the post and put of my phone. Whatever was coming next, I did not know. But I knew it was over.

After our company loses the eight-million-dollar deal, my girlfriend, Lindsey Corwell, gets mad at me for the first time ever. She goes as far as to heavily insult me in front of everyone in the company. Once we get home at night, she retains her professionalism. "There's no such thing as a romantic relationship between us when it comes to work. The fact that you screwed up still stands. This is your fault." Meanwhile, Lindsey's junior, Gerald Whitaker, sends me an apologetic text. "This is all my fault, Julian. I'm the one who screwed up the deal. Lindsey bought me a cupcake to comfort me. It's pretty delicious. Let me buy you a cupcake as well." The next morning, Lindsey chucks the breakfast I've made for her into the trash can without hesitation. "I told you many times that I don't eat breakfast!" At work, my colleague, Joshua Miller, suddenly approaches me and begins sharing gossip with me. "The newbie really is fearless, eh? He actually had the guts to start a conversation with Ms. Corwell and even bought her breakfast! Guess what happened after that? Not only did she eat it, but she also claimed that it was tasty!" Oh, so that's how it goes, huh? Whatever. Anyway, the woman who keeps texting me is still trying to get me to switch lovers. "If worse comes to worst, I don't mind being a side chick! C'mon, give me a try!" I purse my lips in return. "It's fine. You shall be my official girlfriend now."

Elsa, a she-wolf from the lower ranks of the Moonstone Pack, has spent two years living in the shadows loving Caleb, the future Alpha, in secret. Every stolen kiss and whispered promise has been a lifeline… and a heartbreak. But now Caleb has made a vow: after tomorrow’s championship game, he will claim her publicly defying his powerful family, the pack council, and the centuries old expectations that bind him to a noble mate like Crystal Owen. Elsa dares to dream of a future with Caleb. But when tragedy strikes, she learns the hardest truth of all some betrayals cut deeper than lies. In Moonstone, power comes with a price, and love can be the sharpest weapon of all.

Harper planned to announce the news that she was pregnant on the anniversary. While she was hiding the test report, she found a necklace in Ethan’s study and assumed that it might be the gift Ethan prepared for her. She put it on. Ethan came back later with flowers and a box. His face dropped when he saw Harper wearing the necklace and asked her to take it down immediately. He acted so strangely as he took the necklace from her. For the first time in her life, she doubted her husband's love and she had to find out who the other woman was. Find out what happens when Ethan brings the other woman home, will she walk away or win back her husband's love?

Four days after my death, my four-year-old daughter finally sensed that something was terribly wrong. The fridge door slammed into her forehead when she tried to get a snack. Normally, I would've been there in a heartbeat—arms open, kisses ready, whispering, "You're okay, sweetheart, Mommy's here." But this time, I just lay on the bed, cold and still.​ She didn't understand. She thought the sweet treat would make me respond. So she held the final piece of chocolate up to my mouth. "Here, Mommy. Have some chocolate..." But I didn't even blink. She climbed into my arms, clutching my clothes tightly. "Mommy... Mommy, wake up..." She waited for me to stroke her hair, to tell her that everything was going to be fine. There was only silence.​ Completely lost and scared, she found my phone. "Daddy, why is Mommy still sleeping?" she asked, her voice filled with desperation.​ In response, Oliver sent a photo of himself having Christmas Eve dinner with his childhood sweetheart. His voice was icy cold when he replied, "She's just sleeping, not dead. It's Christmas Eve, and I'm busy. Tell her to stop playing games and come apologize when she's done sulking." Then he hung up.​ But when the truth finally hit Oliver—when the coroner's report came, when the police knocked on his door right in the middle of his laughter, when he realized I'd been lying dead for four days while he toasted—he broke.