My Master Disconnected Yet Again

Isabella Cortez, an interior designer and an extremely spoiled heir Of CF Inc, who always got whatever she wanted, finally got married to the city's most eligible bachelor and Billionaire who also didn't hesitate to spoil her. Even though it didn't start as a love marriage, Life was great between the couple.But when her husband was involved in a plane crash and lost four years of his memories, Isabella's perfect world was turned upside down. Unfortunately for her, the only memory Kristen remembers was with Iris, his ex-girlfriend he broke up with four years ago while the memory he shared with Isabella has completely disappeared. Can she help her husband remember who he is and what they had together? Or is she going to lose him forever?

"Mr. Owl you're like a sun that shine brightly to everyone, people can see and feel it but they can not touch it no matter what unless they're not afraid getting themselves burn. With such a distinguished family, status and power that you own it's easier to kill me with a lil touch as if to crush an ant. I have no reason not to be afraid of you."

My name is Arabella. I sold 20 years of my life to become a vampire’s attendant after my father’s death in order to help my family. I should have been scared of blood and fangs, but instead, I long for my master's touches. What I didn't know was that my desire for him would bring me nothing but destruction. ***“You taste delicious.” He licks his lips, pulling me closer to him.The warmth of his skin against mine, and the soothing rhythm of his beating heart calms me a bit. I relax my shoulders and lie there with my head on his chest.“Ara, I'm your master and it’s my responsibility to keep you safe, but I failed today.”His words sound sincere, and I really wish I could believe him. But all vampires are monsters.He just happens to be the monster I wish I could trust.My Vampire Master: A Contract of Blood and Lust is created by Angeline Hartwood, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

What does heartbreak bring to you? Depression, rage, desire to either kill yourself or ruin the person who put you through so much? My heartbreak brought all these negative emotions to me, but I refused to admit defeat. He doesn't want me; fine by me. I don't want him to, either. In fact, the whole world's happiness is for me. I want to show him that I can be happy without you, and that's what I did. To my dismay, he came back crawling to me, asking me for his forgiveness and to accept him again. What should I do now? Should I let him enter my life again or move forward when I have everything that he is offering me now?

He presses her hard to the wall, but make sure to secure the little girl head, his hands at his ex-wife waist tightened as his trembling lips opened, his voice quivered as he said something near her ears. "I wont be a bad guy anymore Xiara, dont leave me again, okay?" he repeated it over and over again like chanting a spell, but the pit at his stomach only continued to grow. His eyes flash a bit of crazy obsessiveness and paranoia as the hand that hold Xiara head a while ago gently stroke her head with great restraints. Tilting her head, Xiara blinked, "Who are you?"

Esmeralda Peters had never thought her life would be that of a fairytale or maybe a nightmare. Living in the Eastern part of LA, she stayed away from the Local Mafias and their doings. But then, it was of no use. One way or the other..she had become the Mafia's obsession and she hated it. Her father being the gambler he was known for had gone ahead to gamble the devil's money. He was a brutal being, but she was everything an angel could possess. He was a killer, she was just a normal girl who wanted nothing but a mundane life like others, but NOW, there was no escaping her Monster.

In the blink of an eye, Natalie became someone’s wife due to a misunderstanding; and the man that she was married to was a man that she did not dare to provoke nor hide from. Her marriage had been a colossal lie.If she could have had her way, she definitely would not have married this stone-cold and stubborn man.She just simply could not stand the disharmony in this marriage anymore.Plus, they agreed to only be married for 100 days, and he would let her go after he was satisfied with her. However, 99 days later, Madam Winters was crying while clutching her stomach.She was pregnant now, what could she do?

Master Vampire — Lord Elbert, lost the one he loved dearly to a unfortunate circumstance, and a thousand years later when he sees her again he will stop at nothing to protect her. Then a dark mysterious force enters town which threatens to expose the identity of supernatural beings to the world and kill the Masters lover.

Beatrice's dream was to take over her father's company and be the best CEO, then get married happily. But everything changed when her father proposed her a deal, it was one she couldn't turn down because her weakness was used against her. She was asked to get married to Brandon Emerson, the son of a popular billionaire. Everyone knew Brandon Emerson was a glorified playboy, he flirts a lot. She had no choice than to agree to be his wife. Beatrice came up with a plan to run away after securing the deal but as time goes on, instead of developing more hatred for the playboy because of the way he treats her, she found herself interested in his activities and wants to go to any length to change him.

Set up by her husband’s muse, Sylvia Ross received the divorce papers while she was pregnant. She did not try to salvage the marriage because not only did he have her slapped sixty times but he even tried to take her child away!“Odell Carter, have you never loved me at all throughout these years?” she asked.His reply was uncaring and cruel. ”I’ve only ever felt nothing but hatred for you.”Three years later, Sylvia Ross was born anew after the baptism by fire. She returned to Westchester City with the daughter whose existence she kept secret all this time.Upon encountering her again, Odell tried to force himself into her life. “Let’s get married.”Sylvia could only chuckle. “Sorry, that ship has sailed.”