Moment Of Vivification

I'm betrothed to Hylton Miller from the moment I'm born. For as long as I can remember, he protects and loves me like I'm already his wife. Even if I get a tiny splinter on my hand, he holds it carefully as he gently clips it away. That is, until the young woman his family sponsors offends a client and is about to be sent to Zubania. He drugs me with a glass of wine. When I wake up, I'm in a foreign country and trapped in an illegal factory. Here, I endure inhuman abuse, torment, even humiliation... At my lowest, when despair almost swallows me whole, that sponsored young woman appears before me in a pristine, custom-made white gown. She smiles sweetly and presses the play button on a voice recording. And from the speaker comes the voice I long for every day and night. "It's fine. Alina's the young lady of the Winslet family—they won't do anything to her. But Priscilla? She's different. Worst case, I'll make it up to Alina when she gets back…" In that moment, it feels like someone tears my heart open with their bare hands.

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.

Grandma lay bedridden, her dementia taking hold as she repeated Scarlett Hayes's name over and over. Tears streamed down my face as I dialed my wife's number. When she picked up, Scarlett sounded irritated. She said she was working late tonight and would call me back when she was free. I could clearly hear the sound of a man's laughter in the background. The moment I hung up, Grandma gasped sharply. She called out my wife's name. It was her last breath. While I sat drowning in grief, Scarlett's male best friend Chase Morrison posted a video update, geotagged at a couples' hotel. In the video, their fingers were laced together. The woman's arm bore a distinctive black mole I recognized instantly. The caption read: "When two hearts become one, why care what anyone else thinks?" In that moment, my heart turned to ash. I gritted my teeth and left a comment. "Let's file for divorce tomorrow. Then you two can be together openly and legally. You'll even save on the hotel fees. Win-win, right?"

When Amber's and Damien's parents died in that shipwreck, Damien just knew something; he had to take care of Amber's fortune and until she'd turn 18, he'd tell her she's as rich as him but for now, she has to work as his secretary, the poor and humble secretary everyone looks down on. Damien's always had the woman he wanted but her, why? Because they grew together, he knew she saw him as his older brother but, what will happen when they go on a bussiness trip to Paris and Damien finds out other thing? In bad moment she got pregnant, in bad moment she decided to tell him the good news just to end up overhearing what was destined to hurt her until she made the decision to run away. Five years later, what would happen the day he runs into her and the little girl whose eyes seemed to be taken from him? What would happen when he discovers the man who's been by her side all along is the son of the man who's looking for her to kill her and take her fortune?

For five years of our marriage, Matthew Spark was my entire world. I abandoned my career, severed ties with my family, and molded myself into the perfect wife for him. I believed our love was unshakable, and that our marriage certificate was the ultimate proof of it. Until the day I saw him with my own eyes—holding another woman in his arms as he stepped into our home. “Ava, let me introduce you,” he said, his tone as casual as if he were discussing the weather. “This is Sophie Spears, and her daughter, Ella. They’ll be living here from now on.” I froze. I had seen her face before—tucked in the drawer of his desk, in his wallet, even as the wallpaper on his phone. And in that instant, I realized the cruel truth: I was the unnecessary outsider. The interloper. The greater insult came when I confronted him. He calmly produced a marriage certificate—his and Sophie’s marriage was three months before ours. That was the moment I learned my marriage had been nothing but a farce. That I wasn’t even significant enough to be a mistress. And in that moment, I laughed. Oh, Matthew. Did you forget who the largest investor in Spark Enterprise was?

I suffered from severe skin hunger syndrome. Every waking moment, I wanted to cling to Charles Hansen. At night, I craved his touch even more obsessively. In Oakhaven's social circle, everyone knew me as the clingy, brainless rich wife. When I once again insisted on tagging along on Charles's business trip, a series of floating comments suddenly appeared before my eyes. [The cannon-fodder wife is at it again. She just has to follow him and ruin this client meeting too. The moment the male lead comes back, he finally files for divorce.] [She's unloved by both parents, emotionally unstable, and suffers from skin hunger syndrome. In the end, she develops depression and dies alone beneath a bridge.] [Good thing our heroine saves the deal and helps the male lead secure the client. This is also when he starts falling for her.] [I can't wait for the romance arc! Cold CEO x secretary is such a perfect pairing. Can this annoying side character disappear already?] I slowly looked toward Daisy Allen, the secretary waiting by the door to leave on the trip with Charles. Then, for the first time, my arms loosened from around him.

🔞🔥THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES, DANGEROUSLY POSSESSIVE ALPHA ENERGY, AND INTENSE EMOTIONAL TENSION. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. For ten years‚ Skye Moore lived by one rule: Stay. Away. From. Thorne. Once her brother’s closest friend‚ now his greatest enemy‚ the one man she was never allowed to even look at. Cold‚ powerful‚ and dangerously untouchable‚ he existed far outside her world… until the day she unknowingly walked into his company and became his new secretary. The moment Thorne sees her again‚ control becomes a battle he’s already losing. Because Skye is forbidden. And the harder he tries to keep his distance‚ the more impossible restraint becomes. Skye doesn’t understand why her presence unsettles him‚ why his gaze lingers too long‚ or why every moment around him feels dangerous. All she knows is that the man her brother warned her about may be the one she can never escape. Because some enemies don’t want revenge. They want her completely. And Thorne is done pretending he doesn’t crave every part of her.

🌙 SYNOPSIS 🌙 "The moment I mark you, everything about you becomes mine. Your body, your heart, your soul; all of you becomes mine to please, mine to protect, and mine to damage. You can’t back away from it, Elodie “ ×. ×. × On the night of her wedding, Elodie's world falls apart when she is rejected and killed by her supposed mate and twin sister. That night, she realized that everything she had known and held dear was all a lie. She wakes up only to realize she has reincarnated and gone back to six months ago. With limited time to reverse her ill fate and make those who betrayed her pay, Elodie strikes a deal with the Ruthless Lycan King to become his Luna. What she doesn't know is that getting revenge and living happily ever after is not as easy as she read in books. She might have made a simple deal with the Lycan King but who exactly is he? He is dark, he is mysterious, he is Ruthless, he is a devil. Or is he? She's here for revenge and finding love was never part of the plan but from the very first moment they met, he was never planning on letting her go.

In a world where only male Alphas can lead, Isabel refuses to accept fate’s decree. Born the illegitimate daughter of Alpha Roy and an outcast, she has lived in the shadows, hiding from a pack that never wanted her. But when she was five, her world shattered—she watched her mother executed at the command of Luna Freya, her father’s wife. Vowing revenge, Isabel spends years training in secrecy, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. That moment arrives when the kingdom announces its most dangerous challenge yet: the Alpha Trials. Whoever wins will take the throne of the Silver Pack. But there’s a catch—only men can compete. Determined to claim what was denied to her, Isabel disguises herself as Bernard, a fierce and cunning warrior, and enters Silver High, the brutal training ground for future Alphas. There, she meets Weston, Killian, and Roan. None of them realize they are up against their fated mate. As Isabel battles through deadly trials, dangerous rivalries, and her growing attraction to the very men she must defeat, her true identity becomes harder to hide. Will she claim the Alpha title and avenge her mother, or will fate weave a destiny she never expected?

I never meant to kiss him. It was a stupid mistake—a reckless moment fueled by too much adrenaline and the thrill of a party I should never have been at. But when my lips brushed against his, the world stopped. His hands gripped my waist, his breath tangled with mine, and for a fleeting second, I forgot who he was. Liam Blackwood. My stepbrother. The guy who had tormented me since the day our parents married. The brooding, tattooed bad boy with a reputation that made girls weak in the knees. I should have pulled away. I should have screamed. Instead, I let him deepen the kiss, let his touch set my skin on fire. Now, we’re trapped in a dangerous game of stolen glances, whispered threats, and undeniable chemistry. Every moment alone is a ticking bomb. Every brush of his fingers makes me crave something I can’t have. He’s forbidden. Off-limits. But the way he looks at me? The way he makes me feel? It’s only a matter of time before we cross the line again. And this time, there will be no turning back.