Mind Control Daughter

Sophia Parker has worked as a personal assistant to Adam Wilson for almost 2 years. She has acknowledged the fact that he will never notice her... as a woman. The best she can do is fight the attraction she feels for him, which is impossible because they work together closely every day! Little does she know that Mr. Wilson is also fighting this same attraction as well...

Amelia had been beaten severely for the last five years by the man who claimed to be her father. Her mother died when she was 13 and she has had to suffer the wrath of this man. She was now 18 and has been planning to escape to get out of this hell hole of a pack.

Besar di panti asuhan. Dididik menjadi sosok manusia yang sangat ahli dalam menyamar dan mempertahankan diri. Mengalami hidup menggenaskan semasa kecil, hingga diperkosa saat berusia sepuluh tahun. Nina Averin menjadi mesin pembunuh yang sangat berbahaya. Wanita itu dituntuta untuk mematikan emosi juga perasaannya. Ketika memutuskan untuk menyudahi hidupnya sebagai pembantai, Nina justru menemukan tujuan dari dirinya dilahirkan. Alter Fidelis, malaikat terbuang yang memberi tugas Nina untuk menyelamatkan gadis kecil bernama Abigail Castain dari kejaran kultus pemuja Lucifer, kekuatan yang dahsyat diperolehnya. Gadis kecil yang berada dalam lindungannya ternyata anak dari Lucifer sendiri! Setelah menjalani perjalanan menuju vatikan bersama gadis berusia sepuluh tahun tersebut, Nina dihadapkan satu kenyataan, bahwa baik dirinya maupun Abigail bukan manusia biasa. Nina Averin menjadi seorang huntress atau pemburu wanita yang memiliki kemampuan mengusir iblis dan membunuh makhluk tersebut!

I worked as a waitress in a small-town diner, but I put my husband Tom through Harvard Law School. But after he graduated, when I was eight months pregnant, he divorced with me and married my best friend, Sarah. On their wedding day, I didn't cry or make a scene. Instead, I went to work as their housekeeper. Tom thought my love made me easy to control. Sarah treated me like dirt, thinking I was born to serve. I never complained – I just prepared a surprise for them. But when their daughter was admitted to Harvard, they opened the surprise and went crazy.

Wala nang mas kinaiinisan si Elara Montesilva kundi si Timothy Grey—ang stepfather niyang masyadong bata, masyadong seryoso, at masyadong involved sa lahat ng bagay tungkol sa kanya. Akala niya, noong namatay ang nanay niya ay tapos na rin ang koneksyon niya rito. Pero nang mapunta siya sa isang iskandalong muntik nang sumira sa pangalan niya, si Timothy pa rin ang unang dumating. Galit, tahimik, at determinadong ayusin ang lahat. Ngayon, kailangan niyang bumalik sa buhay na matagal na niyang tinakbuhan. At habang araw-araw ay nagbabanggaan ang pride nila, unti-unti naman niyang nakikita ang ibang side ni Timothy. Ito ‘yung lalaking hindi lang kayang magalit, pero marunong din mag-alaga... at umunawa. Pero paano kung ang galit niya ay unti-unti nang napapalitan ng isang bagay na hindi dapat? At paano kung sa likod ng lahat ng lihim ni Timothy Grey, ito rin pala ang tanging taong kayang sirain ang pader na itinayo niya? Rebellion. Tension. Forbidden emotions. Dahil minsan, ang taong gusto mong iwasan ay siya ring hindi mo kayang kalimutan.

I was a writer. I rented a place in the countryside to seek inspiration. The villagers said it was a haunted house. Twenty years ago, a mad woman murdered her daughter by piercing a needle into her skull! I did not believe it, but I got a call from a little girl that night. She said it was 2002, and her mother was trying to kill her!

It's 11:30 pm. Home alone, I decide to order some takeout. When the map shows the delivery guy is zero miles away, I receive a call from him. I pick up, only to hear unsettling silence from the other end. I hang up, annoyed. The next moment, the guy texts me, "Sorry, I'm hearing-impaired and unable to speak. I called to notify you to pick up your food as soon as possible. I can't explain things over the phone, and I apologize for that." Then comes another text. "You must've been waiting for a long time. I've left your order at your door, so please pick it up as soon as you can." Just as I prepare to open the door, I see bars of live comments—reminiscent of livestream chats—floating right before my eyes. "Don't open the door! That dude isn't a delivery guy at all! He's a murderer!" "He called you to check if you're a woman living alone!" "Seriously, why are all thriller story protagonists always so dumb? The delivery guy is obviously suspicious, yet she still wants to open the door."

When I got home, I received dozens of voice messages from a parent. They had been sent in the group chat with other parents of children in the same kindergarten class as my daughter, Lily. [Ms. Channing, didn't I tell you that my daughter is allergic to furry toys? Why did you allow that boy, Sparky, to give my daughter a hugging bear?] Ms. Channing quickly denied this. No child called Sparky had ever studied in the kindergarten. Another parent was also furious about this. [How can you claim that? My son said Sparky would always force him to play hide-and-seek. If he refuses, Sparky would grab his hair!] I quickly asked Lily what this was about. Lily took out a hugging bear from behind her back and told me about it. [Ms. Channing can't see Sparky. Only smart children can see him. Sparky is a little boy with red eyes. Every child who plays hide-and-seek with Sparky will get a hugging bear.]

The day I found out I was pregnant with my second child, the impossible happened: the baby in my womb spoke. "Stupid sister, are you even listening? Mom said that as soon as you graduate, she's selling you off. That money is for my future wedding!" My daughter went still. She didn't say a word, didn't confront me, didn't even cry. She just quietly applied to study abroad. And from that day on, I never heard from her again. My husband, seeing how devastated I was, moved to comfort me. But the baby's voice cut through the silence once more. "Comfort her? You're the biggest fool in this house! When I'm born, I'm not calling you 'Dad.' My real dad is that handsome guy from the bar!" The color drained from Sean's face. Before I could utter a word of explanation, he dragged me straight to the hospital for a paternity test. The results came back quickly—my best friend had pulled some strings to expedite them. And there it was, in cold, clinical print: NO PATERNITY BIOLOGICALLY ESTABLISHED. He didn't let me speak. He filed for divorce immediately. In a panic, the baby's voice cried out from inside me again, "Why is the idiot backing out now? Did he finally figure out Mom tricked him? The one who saved his life all those years ago wasn't her—it was her best friend!" That one sentence shattered my entire world. My husband turned his back on me and married my best friend. As for me… the shock and grief hit me like a physical blow. I felt a hot, sudden gush of blood. Before the doctors could save me, I died on that cold hospital bed, my hands clutching my swollen belly, my mind still reeling, unable to comprehend how my life had unraveled so completely. It wasn't until I was reborn, and once again heard the treacherous little voice inside me, that I finally began to understand the truth.

"Four years, Malia. You let me believe those faith, hope and love you've shown me were all pure, but they're not." tears began pouring from John's eyes. "I'm so sorry, John." my mutters could not help from turning into wails. "I was too immature at that time. I was supposed to fix the issue but I couldn't." "Despite that, thank you so much for everything you have done. Your lies turned me into the monster that even your grandfather cannot win against." "I love you, John. I really do. And I can't live without you. Please, forgive me. I am willing to do everything to win your heart." "Take care, Malia. Hopefully, our paths will never cross again."