Mine Only

George caught Sigrid's boyfriend sleeping with his fiancee. To punish his fiancee, George said that Sigrid is going to be his bride, or her family would go bankrupt! Sigrid had no choice but to say, yes. What's worse, it's just a contract marriage! But she didn't want this kind of fake love at all. Though she tried to get rid of him, she gradually discovered his charm and tenderness. Day by day, she got his endless love, and she became the apple of his eye. Maybe it would be fine to stay by his side. She thought so. But all of the sweetness ended on that day...she found the secret of their contract marriage...

"What the memory forgets, a heart can remember." Yan ang mga katagang pinaniniwalaan at pinanghahawakan ni Ken lalo na nang malaman niyang ang lahat ng ala-ala ni Ciashet patungkol sa kanya at sa mga taong related sa kanya ay nakalimutan nito. Gusto ni Ken na maalala ni Ciashet ang feelings ng babae para sa kanya pero mayroong puwang sa isip niya na nagsasabing ayaw niya ring makaalala pa ang nobya dahil natatakot siya sa mga posibleng maalala nito. Baka hindi lang pagmamahal ang maalala nito kundi pati na rin ang galit na maging dahilan pa ng pag-iwas at pag-alis ulit ng babae palayo sa kanya. Paano nga ba haharapin ng magkasintahang ito ang mga ala-ala sa nakaraan na nakalimutan ng babae at ala-ala naman sa kasalukuyan na makakalimutan naman ni Ken dahil sa isang aksidente. Posible kayang magtagpo pang muli ang mga ala-ala nila? O tuluyan na lang nilang kakalimutan ang isa't isa?

Marcus Webb didn't believe in ghosts. It was not until he woke up in Prometheus House with no memory of how he got there and met the devastatingly beautiful man who claims to be his roommate. Silas Ashford is perfect. Too perfect. He doesn't eat, doesn't sleep, and casts no reflection in mirrors. When Marcus discovers a photograph from 1924 showing Silas standing beside a man who looks exactly like him, the truth becomes impossible to deny. Silas is a ghost, bound to the facility for a hundred years, waiting for someone he can't remember. Marcus is a tech billionaire who died six months ago in a car accident, his body in a coma, his soul trapped in the between. They were lovers in a past life. Michael and Silas, 1924. They died in a fire trying to escape an abusive sanatorium. Michael survived long enough to reincarnate. Silas has been waiting ever since. Now, the facility's sinister director, a reaper who feeds on trapped souls will do anything to keep them apart. The building is collapsing, and time is running out. Marcus must choose: wake up and live, forgetting Silas forever, or stay and risk losing everything. To free Silas, Marcus will have to destroy the anchors binding him to this world, confront the creature born from their shared tragedy, and burn Prometheus House to the ground a second time. Some love stories survive death. He's not real, But he's mine, and I'll set the world on fire to keep him.

The moment I discover I'm pregnant, Courtney Smith, the leukemia patient I saved three years ago, turns up on my doorstep once again. She claims that her leukemia has relapsed again, so she wants me to abort my baby in order to save her life again. But I'm pregnant with my deceased police husband's baby. So, I tell her that I can only donate my bone marrow to her once I've given birth to my baby. After hearing my answer, not only do Courtney and her family not feel any gratitude toward me, but they also berate me for not helping them out till the end. "You can still have another baby once you lose this one! But if your pregnancy affects my illness in any way, will you be able to take responsibility over this?" Then, the Smiths abduct me to a shady hospital, where they forcibly put me through an abortion and remove my bone marrow. While their operation is a success, my baby and I end up dying on the surgical table. As they gaze at our corpses, the Smiths' faces are plastered with icy expressions. "Don't blame us for what we did. If you were the one with leukemia, we'd still make Court donate her bone marrow to you. One's life is determined by fate. If you can't survive, that just means you're fated to die." When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the timeframe three days before Courtney finds out about her leukemia relapse.

Already claimed, and boxed into a sham “impending union”, Luna Michelle is forced to live like a prisoner in her own pack, even though she’s the true leader. With Alpha Patrick away at a Summit, she grabs the first real chance she’s had to run. But escape isn’t simple when his influence still chokes every corner of her life… and the pack has been trained to see her as the problem. Then fate intervenes. A sudden accident stops Beta Jason from travelling with Patrick, and Patrick orders him to stay behind and keep Michelle under watch. What should be eight days of surveillance becomes something neither of them expects: stolen moments, quiet truths, and a dangerous pull that turns watchman into ally. Trapped together, Michelle and Jason must navigate suspicion, control, and a pack on the verge of breaking, while a forbidden romance sparks in the one place it should never exist. Content Warning / Reader Discretion This book contains themes that may be distressing, including abuse, domestic violence, manipulation, and coercion. If these topics may be triggering for you, please consider not reading. This story is entirely fictional and written for entertainment. The author recognises the real-life seriousness of these issues and expresses sincere empathy for anyone affected by them. Reader discretion is advised.

# Book 2 of the Dark Desires Series His eyes wander on my body and his eyes narrow when he notices the cane marks on my body. “Who the fuck did this to you?” He demands, his tone dangerous as my heart begins to this loudly. “I… I…” “Tell me, Milochka. Who's the bastard that dared to lay his hands on you?” I gulp nervously. It's my husband. ….. Viktor Ivanov is guilty of sleeping with his daughter's nanny, and Milana is trapped in a living nightmare as she is forced to spy on Viktor, a powerful member of the Bratva, by her abusive husband. But the more she learns about Viktor, the more she's drawn to his darkness and the way he loves his daughter. As she navigates the treacherous world of the Russian mafia, she must confront the secrets of her past and the lies that bind her to her husband. Can she find a way to escape, or will she become the Bratva's next victim?

Astrid Voss hates her boss.And “hate” doesn’t even begin to cover it.Rhys Blackwood is rude, demanding, and so full of himself that she’s convinced his reflection probably applauds when he walks by. He criticizes everything she does, works her till she’s exhausted, and never—ever—cracks that icy expression.But when she accidentally crashes into him and their lips meet, everything changes.Because suddenly, her cold, impossible boss has ears. And a tail.Now she knows the truth — Rhys isn’t just a control freak. He’s a werewolf.And Astrid plans to use that little secret to make his perfect life hell.Except… every time she pushes, he pushes back harder.Every time she teases, his eyes darken.And every time he says her name in that low, dangerous voice, her body forgets why she’s supposed to hate him.He says she doesn’t understand what she’s started.He says wolves don’t let go once they’ve found their mate.Astrid thought she was getting revenge.Turns out, she just poked the Alpha.

(In conquering her I broke her so much that I lost the girl with whom I fell in love with.) *Blurp* I flinch when the book is taken away from me. "I am not going to apologise. I can handle all your tantrums and attitudes but if you utter even a word of protest for this marriage you will see the worst of me. I am a very dangerous man and if you come to know how dangerous I am you will run away. And I am trying hard to not show you that side of me." He cups my face. I got tearful as I remembered his behaviour from earlier. "As I said earlier, I love you. I can do anything for you. I can turn into a man which you desire, I can change my habits, I can change anything and everything for you, the only thing which you have to do is marry me. And we are getting engaged this coming week." More tears started falling from my eyes. He pecks my lips.

คนปกติไม่มีทางประโคมแบรนด์เนมตั้งแต่หัวจรดเท้าเพื่อเดินตากฝนแน่นอน เธอน่าจะป่วยอยู่หน่อยๆ.. คุณหนูสติฟั่นเฟือนเผยรอยยิ้มราวกับโจ๊กเกอร์สาว เธอถอนหายใจ เลียริมฝีปากบางๆ นอนหงายแผ่ราบลงบนหลังคารถหรูของแอชตัน กายบางเปียกชุ่มไปด้วยเม็ดฝน เธอพลิกตัวทันควัน นอนตะแคงแอ่นสะโพกจนเห็นสัดส่วนชัดเจน สายตาอันตรายและรอยยิ้มที่แสนยั่วยวน “Sex with me” “….” “นอนกับฉันสักครั้งสิ” เพราะเธอคือคุณหนูที่สติฟั่นเฟือน.. ทายาทจิวเวลรี่ชื่อดัง หลังจากบริษัทล้มละลาย พ่อก็วางเเผนให้เธอกับแม่ลาลับไปจากโลกนี้แบบสามคนพ่อแม่ลูก แต่กลับเป็นเธอ ที่รอดมาเพียงลำพัง ภาพที่เห็นว่าพ่อพยายามปลิดชีวิตทั้งเธอและแม่นั้นจำไม่ลืมเป็นภาพจำที่แสนจะหดหู่ เธอได้รับแผลทางใจตั้งแต่นาทีนั้นเป็นต้นมา จากคุณหนูที่ใช้ชีวิตอู่ฟู่ประหนึ่งเจ้าหญิงกลายเป็นหญิงสาวสติฟั่นเฟือน เป็นคนบ้าที่แสนจะเอาแต่ใจในสายตาของทุกคน

Before my wedding to Sophie Bennett, the impoverished student I've been sponsoring for ten years posts a photo on social media. "Successfully moved into the new apartment. Soph prepared such a big, soft bed for me!" In the photo, Zachary Wells lies sprawled on the wedding bed I bought for Sophie and my new home, taking a smug selfie with his hand waving at the camera. He's even wearing my wedding ring on his ring finger. Zachary also comments on his own post, "Just thinking about how I'm the first man to lie on this bed fills me with overwhelming happiness!" I reply with a question mark under his comment. The next second, Sophie's call comes through. "I'm just letting Zach experience the warmth of home. Why are you being so passive-aggressive?" In the background, I hear Zachary softly trying to calm her down. "Soph, he's not worth getting angry over." Hearing that, Sophie laughs and banters with him, then abruptly hangs up on me. The two of us have been together for ten years, from ages 18 to 28, and we've finally made it to our wedding day. But now, I no longer intend to go through with it.