Missed Synonyms

Separated by fate, haunted by the past– that's how they live. Until they met again; they built hatred, showed agony, betrayed friends, wanted to be loved, and learned how to sacrifice one's happiness. Remember those nights that I've been disturbing you, it's because I can't say what I need to say. Remember the time that I didn't disturb you; I'd been holding on so much, hoping that you'd be the one to call me first– and you did. Every time I hurt your feelings, I'm hurting too. I– I just don't know how to tell you the exact words, so I keep on annoying you. I'm sorry for all the troubles that I have caused– "I know," I said, and I hugged him. I can sense the same pain as what he is in my dream. Confessing is not bad. I'm just overwhelmed because I feel the same way. "I like you too, Alex. I don't know how, I don't know why but that's how I felt. I hate you harassing and annoying me but I missed it when you don't!" I smiled. Their fate is twisted.

“Landon is here?” Mabel asked, turning to look behind her, a frown forming on her face. “Are you stalking me? Huh?” She asked drunkenly and made to climb down from the stool, but she missed her footing and fell toward Landon who instinctively caught her in his arms. Upon realizing what he had done, Landon suddenly pushed her away from his body like he had touched a bag of filth, making her fall to the ground on her butt. “Ouch!” She winced as her butt came in contact with the hard floor. Landon felt a pang of pity for her but quickly masked it. Such a shameless woman isn't worth his sympathy. She was married, yet she was drunk at a bar, flirting with a random guy. ******* What happens if your wedding was never about love but about settling an old score? Mabel never wanted an arranged marriage, but honoring her father’s dying wish left her no choice. On her wedding day, her groom, Landon Ferguson, didn’t bother to show up only sending someone in his place. Humiliated and furious, she swore never to forgive him. As the truth behind their arranged marriage comes to light, Mabel realizes too late some debts demand more than just a name on a marriage certificate. Some demand a sacrifice.

“Can I know why I have been kidnapped, sir ?” She questioned in a low, but daring voice. “First of all, you weren’t kidnapped. You were sold off, so it’s merely a transaction.” He replied to her, standing from his seat to lean on his table. Drey’s sexual tension skyrocketed up in the air, and he almost couldn’t control himself at that moment. In his mind, he was groping her and having another round of hot sex right there on his work table, however, he was determined to make her life miserable for having the audacity to forget him and the amazing night they had just shared. He leaned further, and missed her lips by an inch going straight to her ears to whisper “Welcome to your worst nightmare.” The whisper sent shivers down Marie’s spines and her stomach churned from the proximity between her and the piece of art in front of her, and his strong thick voice resounding in her ears. After a one-night stand with the biggest Mafia boss in the state, unknowing Marie gets sold off to that same Mafia empire, and her once quiet life gets shaken up by a smoking hot man, violence, drugs and a surprise baby.

“Is Batman my daddy?” my son Jackson pipes up from the back seat. Of course not! But telling him that his father is Asher Giordano, leader of New York’s deadliest mafia empire is out of the question. He found us anyway. “What have you done with Jackson?” I demand. “My son?” Asher asks calmly, looking around my small apartment disdainfully. “The one you’ve been hiding from me and forcing to live in this…pigeonhole?” Our son, not yours. “You’re the one who left me at the alter without as much as a ‘see you later’. If you left me a forwarding address to contact you at, I must have missed it.” Asher regards me coldly. I don’t know this man. The boy I fell in love with was warm, giving and open. This man in front of me is frostier than the arctic with his glacial eyes. “I know you know who I am and what I’m capable of, so don’t try anything stupid, Emmeline. There’s nowhere you can run where I can’t find you.” “Gosh, Asher, that’s like a line straight out of a movie. Have you been practicing delivering it in front of a mirror?”

On campus, Emily was surrounded by several girls. Each of them slapped Emily's face and insulted her with dirty words. Emily wanted to stand up and fight back, but her arm was stomped heavily on the ground by one of them. There were many people around who walked indifferently, as if they were no longer shocked by this scene. The second girl kicked Emily's face, "Omega is the lowest level of trash, you should have died long ago..." Suddenly their phones rang, and one of them exclaimed, "The four Alphas are having a party! They actually came back home!..." They all picked up their phones to read the text messages, "I received an invitation to the party..." "I received it too!"... They kicked Emily a few more times and cursed a few times before leaving, leaving Emily alone. Emily got up from the ground tremblingly. She picked up her phone a few meters away. Emily found that there were more than a dozen missed calls from Luna. She suddenly panicked and called back nervously. Luna's voice pierced her eardrums, "Where did you die? The four Alphas and the guests are all at home now. Come back here quickly..." Emily was stunned for a moment after hearing the words of the four Alphas, I felt even more panicked.

Sienna Colton, the naive and innocent youngest daughter of the Colton family, makes the gravest mistake of her life when she falls in love with her sister's rival, Adrian Humphrey. To please him, she gives herself to him in every place imaginable. During a camping trip, after another reckless night together, Sienna is shocked to discover that her sister, Winona Colton, is Adrian's first and unrequited love. Adrian had only approached Sienna, showered her with affection, and taken her to bed as part of his revenge against Winona. Heartbroken, Sienna vanishes, leaving Adrian with nothing but her abortion papers. When they meet again, Sienna is no longer the docile, obedient young woman Adrian once knew. She is also the mother of fraternal twins, a boy and a girl. Adrian, who has long missed her, is no longer the prideful, arrogant man he once was. Trembling, he clutches the hem of her dress and pleads, "Anna, please come back. I'll treat your children as if they were my own." But Sienna flings his hand away and brushes off the spot he touched. A mocking smile curves on her red lips as she replies coldly, "They already have a father. There's no need for you to pretend."

Samantha Jones has lived most of her life in a small village she can't await to escape. No matter her story and background, she has worked ridiculous hard to reach her dream college in Oxford. She'll be finally getting out of all that bad gossip and join a college life with her dear missed friend Emily Black. She hasn't seen Emily ever since Emily left the village five years ago. Both of them want to let the past drop and be reckless for the first time in life. Boys, booze, party, a typical student life. Samantha didn't reckon, to ever see Jacob Baker again. Especially not in her dream college. Jacob also left five years ago. To be precise, he ditched her during the worst time of her life. A hurt and betrayal that changed her whole attitude and his at the same time. He isn't the cute boy he used to be. Jacob Baker has turned into a hot womanizer with attitude issues. But he is also the ultimate party master. Seeing Samantha again stresses both their worlds. ⚠️ ⚠️⚠️Warning steamy/ explicit graphic contents and mature language! Also contains traumatic scenes! Read at own risk, not suited under 18.

Roses are red, tequila hits hard, and I danced like I owned the damn night. Now? Everything’s a hot mess. Emily Hart just landed the dream job, personal secretary to the sinfully rich, dangerously fine CEO of Steele Empire. So naturally, she did what any girl with a fat offer letter and a killer dress would do: hit the club, danced like a vixen, and threw back shots until reality blurred and pleasure took the wheel. That’s when he happened. Dominic Steele. Billionaire boss. Ruthless in the boardroom. Untamed in the bedroom. He saw her, hips swaying, lips smirking, black dress clinging like a second skin, and he didn’t ask for a name. He just took. One night. One filthy, breathless, back-arching night. No promises. No names. Just raw heat and moans that echoed past midnight. Until Monday morning happened. Now, the man who made her beg without words is standing behind a glass desk in a tailored suit, And she’s the new secretary who can’t look him in the eye without remembering how he made her scream. She thinks he’s cocky as hell. He thinks she’s the sweetest kind of chaos. But when a missed period makes an unexpected appearance, it’s no longer just business. It’s Daddy, please……. with a whole lot of tension, temptation, and trouble in between.

“If freedom is not written in my fate, give me death! ~ Skyla Creswell Skyla Creswell, an Omega from the Red Moon Pack had been bullied all her life. Despite the hardships, her fate threw her way, Skyla tried to have a strong head and never give up. Her only goal in life was to ace the entrance exam and get into Isle University, the only prestigious University in the Werewolf World, and get away from her traumatizing pack. But on the day of the exam, she is locked up in the men's washroom and was on the verge of being sexually abused by one of the betas. Skyla was heartbroken when she missed the exam. Little was she aware that her entire world would come crashing down when her very own blood would sell her for a night to the Crystal Blue Pack. When she felt it was the end of her life, Moon Goddess ushered in with a ray of light. The Omega, called mateless when she was still single at the age of 22, was given the most precious gift by fate: her mate, none other than the great Lycan King Lucas, the strongest and invincible. Will the most potent Lycan protect her and treasure her or reject her like trash for being weak and coming from a lower class? Read the story to unfold Skyla's life! Instagram ID: @athena_abloom

I hated my husband most in the moment he died for me, swallowed by the flames. Right before he took his last breath, he tore our marriage certificate in half, his eyes burning red. "If there's another life," he said, "I'd rather we never met." My whole body went rigid. Only then did I understand—he blamed me. Ten years ago, his childhood sweetheart and her family had been exiled. She had begged him for help. But that day, he'd gone with me on a trip and missed the chance to save her. And for ten long years, he held that grudge against me. After my husband's death, the world turned on me. Even my in-laws, who had always cared for me, looked at me with pure disgust. "If not for you, Russ wouldn't be dead. We wish you'd never been born!" I couldn't bear it anymore. I ended my life. I never expected that when I opened my eyes again, I would be back on the day Russ Williams came to propose. This time, I would do exactly as he wished. I would give everyone what they wanted.