Message To Grandma

My boyfriend, Allen, is a fitness coach who is cheerful, handsome, and has eight-pack abs. After getting together with me, he transferred all his female students to other colleagues and would send me daily check-in photos. In anticipation of becoming his fiancee, I happily prepared for our engagement ceremony. However, two weeks before the ceremony, I discovered a bright red lipstick mark on Allen’s workout pants. I quickly pulled up the check-in photo he had sent me that day. Through the reflection on a dumbbell, I saw a woman standing next to Allen—her lips painted in the exact same lipstick color. Most of the previous photos had flaws, but I had trusted Allen too much to notice them. Looking at his message under the photo, I let out a cold laugh. "Baby, I have to work overtime today to train a male student." He actually dared to deceive me. Just then, my phone rang. It was the wedding planning company confirming the engagement ceremony setup. I quickly responded with a confirmation. The ceremony would proceed as planned—except I had a special surprise prepared for Allen, one he would never forget.

Luna Baxter and Simon Fulmer have been married for five years. One day, she receives a provocative voice message and intimate photos from Simon's first love. They're sent from his phone, too. "I've only been back in the country for half a year, but he took the bait as soon as I laid it. He's prepared blue fireworks for me tonight, but I don't like the color blue. To avoid wastage, you can have them on your wedding anniversary." Luna and Simon's fifth wedding anniversary comes a month later. She looks out the window at the blue fireworks lighting up the sky. Then, her gaze lands on the empty seat across from her. Simon's first love challenges her again. She sends her a photo of them having a candlelight dinner. Luna doesn't cry or kick up a fuss. She silently signs a divorce agreement and asks Simon's secretary to prepare for a wedding. "What are the bride's and groom's names, Mrs. Fulmer?" "Simon Fulmer and Sophie Sutherland." Seven days later, she flies to Naavi to give them her blessings. She throws them a wedding.

The Sullivan brothers had always treated me like I was their whole world. That changed the day I was diagnosed with an aggressive brain tumor. The pain soon grew unbearable, and I was told I might lose my memories if I opted for surgery. I reached out to the brothers. I did not want to forget them, and I needed their help. However, when the call connected, the only thing I heard was an icy, sharp voice. "Summer, it's Yvonne's birthday today. Can you not ruin it for once?" I blacked out from the pain. When I woke up in the hospital, there was a message from Yvonne on my phone. "Summer, the boys gave me these lucky charms for protection." Attached was a photo of three silver pendants, each engraved with the brothers' initials. I knew those pendants well. I had spent seven hours in the freezing rain just to get them blessed. That was the moment I gave up. I went abroad alone for the surgery, and with it, all my memories of the brothers faded away. I completely forgot about them until one day, three strangers knocked on my door, begging like madmen for my forgiveness.

Après vingt ans passés à connaître et à aimer mon compagnon destiné, l'Alpha Martin, nous étions enfin sur le point de nous marier. La veille du mariage, il a choisi avec une précision troublante la teinte exacte de rouge à lèvres que je voulais, directement dans ma trousse de maquillage. C'était à ce moment-là que j'ai compris : l'Alpha Martin avait déjà quelqu'un d'autre. Cette fille portait la robe de soirée sur mesure que j'avais préparée pour le banquet de noces, et elle trinquait avec lui dans un toast de compagnon. Nos amis l'entouraient, l'appelant respectueusement « Luna ». Je n'ai pas fait de scandale. J'ai simplement appelé l'hôpital. « Docteur Fabien, veuillez disposer des ovules que j'avais fait congeler. » Puis j'ai envoyé un message à cette fille. « Yvonne Jimenez, aimeriez-vous épouser Martin Daniels à ma place ? »

Eliot Hale had it all: grades, charm, and an enviable future. The whole campus admired his girlfriend. His life was picturesque...Until an anonymous message snatched it all away. One party. One betrayal. One moment that saw the shattering of his glass-laden golden world. Eliot, now the joke of the university, has been stripped of any last semblance of support, in whispers mocking him, asking his name, and wondering in his moment of awe, "Who do I trust when those I loved the most were the first to destroy me?" And just as Eliot spirals into isolated boredom, a stranger people would wish they had in their lives, begins texting him. What starts off as cautious curiosity soon evolves into an intimate, heartfelt bond- the anonymous presence sees into him, all the pain he hides beneath the surface; making him feel something for the very first time in his life. But upon finding out who actually was behind the screen… everything was changed forever. The boy who ruined him might be the only one who really understands him. The one he was raised to hate might be the one to really love him. And that forbidden love? That just might be the one thing that could save them both.

Though we've been in love for six years, Arnold Porter, the Chief Legal Officer of the Werewolf Council, has canceled our marking ceremony 66 times. The first time he did so, he claimed that Erna Porter, his adoptive sister, was coughing blood in the middle of her heat. Decked in my gown, I stood in front of the Altar of the Full Moon alone until the moon had disappeared from the skies and everyone had left. The second time the ceremony gets canceled, it was because he suddenly received a message in the middle of the ceremony, saying that Erna was abducted by Rogues. He tore off his robes and shifted into his wolf instantly, rushing to save her, while I was forced to endure the laughter of our guests. Whenever we are to hold a ceremony, Erna will always get into trouble and then seek his help. Finally, when he cancels the ceremony for the 66th time, both my wolf and I give up. I break up with him and leave. Three days after I traverse the borders of the snowy plains riddled with powerful winds that conceal my trace, he seems to go crazy. He sends the elite guard of his pack on a mission just to find me.

In my dormitory, there was a poor student. With all the good intentions in the world, my roommates and I were eager to help her, not realizing how much our help would cost. She wasn't impressed by the hairdryer we offered, insisting on borrowing a branded one instead. The skincare products we gave her? They were applied to her feet. And, as if that wasn't enough, she specifically demanded luxury face cream. One day, I lent her my tablet to look up some information, and to my surprise, she secretly opened up my gaming app, spent all the diamonds and reward tickets I had saved for half a year, and left me empty-handed. When I asked her to pay me back, she turned the tables and posted a public message online, accusing me. "I'm just a poor student from the countryside, never played games before. Are the materials in the game really worth this much?" Before I knew it, the comment section was flooded with criticisms of me. In a fit of frustration, I fired back with a post of my own, throwing her into the spotlight. "Well, I suppose you've never tasted the bitterness of being cyberbullied, have you?"

After three years of marriage, Flora's Alpha never knew her. The only message he knew was her name, and what he didn't know was that Flora loved Leo from her childhood. She paid all the price for their marriage, but when she came to Leo's office, she saw her husband was hooking up with a seductive harlot! Divorce was the only word she could think of at that time. In the office, Leo pushed the harlot away when he heard that Flora left. He breathed a sigh of relief. This must be the last time she came, he thought. Leo doesn't love Flora because he had his first crush, who saved his life when he had been blind in the suburb. After the divorce, Flora came to work as a secretary of Leo's rival by mistake, and Leo found that he had fallen in love with this girl. To avoid Leo recognizing that she was his wife, Flora tried her best to hide herself, but mate's scent exposed her... Life was like a joke to Leo, because he never knew that all of his first crush, his wife and the girl beside his rival was Flora.

Merida was a certified black sheep of the family. She loves to hear her grandmother's story about fairies, dragons, pirates and princesses and her favorite was the tale about the legendary pirate named Escarial, and a Princess called Athalia. Listening to her grandma’s folktales was her routine all throughout her eighteen years of existence. That’s why when her grandmother died without having at least a last talk with her, she turned badly depressed. She didn’t go to school at all, and just stayed in her grandmother’s room to lock herself away from the rest of the world. Three days after her grandmother’s funeral, strange things happened in her room. The painting her old woman often gazed on suddenly moved and glowed. She succumbed to it, helpless, and had nothing to do to save herself because of the force that was beyond overwhelming. The next thing she knew, she was in North Sonnenfield. What’s more shocking to her was the name she’s called as by her servants; Princess Athalia—the heir of the throne, and the only daughter of King Eldar of North Sonnenfield. She was in awe, because she remembered that King Eldar was the character in the story. The palace where she found herself lost was the same place where the brave princess who ventured the dangerous sea had lived. She loves being in a Sonnenfield. However, she knew to herself that the day will come when she would wake up from a dream. But life always has a twist because Captain Escarial came to the scene. She expects that he will be gentleman just like pirate captain in the book. But to her horror, this Captain Escarial is snobbish, rude and proud. Oh, how she hates him!

A girl's love so deep? It appeared it was true love at the beginning. She was determined to do everything possible to get what she wanted. Her friends ridiculed her. Society mocked her. But she did not give up. "True love?" I often asked myself. But I had no answers to my questions. It took me quite a long time to define her true intentions. One night, she visited. "Let's try it," she proposed that night. I felt her warm breath as she whispered. Her wild expectations coupled with anxiety was making her heart beat very fast. It was a quiet night, and the light was dim in the room. That was the first time she spent the night with me. I was determined not to have any affair with her. I was a novice, and I believed she was not though many people in the community including her family believed she was a virgin. A feeling I could not define thrilled through me when she spoke. "A test or she mean it?" I asked silently. We have often talked about staying chaste till the appropriate time, the time we are sure to get married, so why was she proposing that we try it? I brushed off that thought and began thinking about how I was going to go about it if she really meant it. I had no experience in satisfying a woman in bed. "Did you hear me?" she asked. And before I could say anything, I felt a kiss on my right cheek. The man in me responded to the touch. But before I could act on my feelings, I remembered grandma's prediction about us. "Are we really going to get married someday?" I asked silently . . . Happy reading!