My World By Justin Bieber

“She should have run away… while I let her. She should have disappeared with all of these intense feelings that she evokes in me. She should have never come this close to me. Because Now…” Luciano’s eyes darkened and something snapped in him as he saw her tear her shirt away, exposing her to his naked, hungry eyes and before Luciano could even pull himself away, his body acted on his own, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her closer before his mouth devoured her, “…Now, there’s no going back.” “Mine…” He growled, “You’re just mine to ruin, Noora!” “I knew I should have run away from this man whose sole purpose was to hate me, wreck me, and make me fall. But here I was standing now, for him to ruin, for him to claim his ownership. Yet, why was she feelings the things that were far away from the loathing that I have for him?” “Luciano…” Noora moaned, her fingers clutching his hair as she pulled him closer, biting her lips, “You’ll never ruin me!” ……………… Noora never asked to be caught in the ruthless games of power, deception, and vengeance, yet the moment she returned home for Lucas’s engagement, her past and fate became entangled with the one man who despised her the most—Luciano. The heir to the Richardson empire, Luciano had only ever shown her cruelty, pushing her away with his cold words and scorching glares. But beneath the hatred lay something darker, something that neither of them could deny any longer. As secrets unravel and their pasts collide, their undeniable pull toward each other threatens to destroy them both. Because in this game, love isn’t just passion—it’s possession. And neither of them is willing to lose.

Ash and Alex are best friends actually long time friends. One of them is Alpha and one is omega. They are interns on their last year of medical school. And they are also part of same club. One of them has fallen for the other. Will he be able to finally confess his feelings? Ash and Alex know, they can feel it. But again they don't talk about this. Mating with your bestfriend is not good idea. Isn't?

Kahit anong pag mamahal ang binibigay niya sa asawa niya ay hindi siya nito minahal pabalik, sakit at pagdaranas lang ang binalik nito sa kaniya, Hanggang sa dumating ang pagkakataon na tuluyan siyang umalis sa tabi ng kaniyang asawa at ilang taon ang lumipas ay nagkita silang muli pero sa pagkakataong ito ay hindi na niya ito maalala dahil sa kaniyang amnesia.

Janet and Rowan have been in a three-year contract marriage that's supposed to end soon. What started as a convenient, emotionless arrangement has turned into a complicated mess, especially now that Janet has realized she's fallen in love with him. She thought this camping trip would be her chance to finally talk things out with Rowan, but things fall apart when Flora, Rowan's fragile widow friend, shows up. Watching Rowan constantly rush to Flora's side has been eating away at her. While Janet tries to keep her cool, Flora plays the perfect damsel in distress, getting Rowan to take care of her every need. It's obvious to Janet that Flora is pushing boundaries, but Rowan either doesn't see it or refuses to admit it. Flora isn't just another woman-she's the one Rowan never quite let go of. Then Janet overhears something even more shocking: Flora is pregnant. The timing, the secrecy, everything points to one horrifying thought: could Rowan Be the father? Janet is torn between her anger, heartbreak, and the need to know the truth. When she confronts Rowan, she doesn't get the answers she expected. But the damage is done, and her already fragile Marriage is absolutely beyond saving. As Janet deals with the pain of feeling second best, she makes a call she's been avoiding for years. There's someone from her past who's always been there for her.

On the night of her anniversary, Renee was pushed into the sea by her husband and best friend, their betrayal disguised as an accident. They pretended to grieve at her funeral, but little did they know, even the Moon Goddess couldn't let it end that way. Renee was reborn. This time, everything is different. The powerful, cold-hearted Alpha—her best friend's father—finds himself drawn to her in ways he never expected. With a smile, he says to her "best friend," "Little angel, come meet your new mommy."

BLURB Shirley has been living a life full of pain. She had always been treated badly by her father and those around her. Those that were kind to her were the servants. She had never been happy. Her father hated her for being the cause of her mother's death. Her mother died immediately she gave birth to her and since then her father had resented her. She was to be sold of to one of the neighboring pack's to keep peace, she was aware of this but before she was to be sold off, she found her mate. She was happy at first but seeing that he wasn't into her mate her dad until she heard the whole story. Her mate happens to be her father's enemy. Her father was killed that night and not only that some of her pack members were killed. She was taken away from the pack with those who were alive as slaves. What would be her fate with her mate? What will happen when she finds out that her mate has a fiance already?

Ash just wants to feel love; as an omega, he never feels true love. So what happens when he meets a pureblood Alpha? Alex, a name that makes everyone spin, usually doesn't trust anyone because of his past, and he also has a limited number of friends. But what happens when he meets the most beautiful and innocent omega? Will he take a risk again? Will he protect the omega at any cost? This story mostly focuses on the Alpha and Omega dynamic and how society threatens those whom it finds weak and worthless.

Me? Who am I? I am the Alpha of the Blood night Pack. I am feared by those who don't know me and respected by those who do. I never had a problem in eliminating the threat. I've been waiting for my mate since I turned 18, and I am 35 now. But when I see her for the first time, my wolf cries for her attention but she's under a spell. My mate doesn't recognise me.I need her, I will have her. She will be mine and no-one will stop me, not even a spell.

Nalya was forced to dump Sylvan due to her father’s command. She left him with a broken heart a decade ago. And now, they met each other again. But what Nalya did not expect is a different version of Sylvan. He is no longer the man she once loved. He is now the owner of the biggest empire. The ruthless and merciless billionaire of Russia. With the abhorrence Sylvan feels for Nalya, he swore to himself he would get his revenge on his ex-wife and break her heart worse than what he did to him. Kidnapping Nalya was his only solution and he knew that he would successfully ruin her. But why can't he feel satisfied watching her being miserable in his own hands? Why does he feel like something was punching him everytime he sees her tears?

A week after I gave birth via C-section, Mark Whitman invited his friends over to celebrate the birth of our son. The crowd was boisterous—more than a dozen people. Not one of them bothered to remove their dirty shoes. The wooden floor was soon covered in muddy footprints. Mark came into the room and, without a hint of concern, ordered me out of bed. "Everyone's waiting outside. Don't just hide here and rest—you're embarrassing me in front of our guests." I had no choice but to push through the pain, forcing my body to prepare a huge meal for the large crowd, all on my own. When I carried the final bowl of steaming soup to the table, Lily Hoyte—whether intentionally or not—jabbed her hand against the wound on my abdomen. My hand trembled from the sudden pain, and the bowl slipped slightly, spilling the hot soup onto Lily's shoes. Mark's face darkened instantly. "What the heck did you do, Cammy? Lily rushed here right after her plane landed from overseas to see our son, and this is how you treat her?" The crowd quickly chimed in. "Come on, Cammy, no need to be so petty." "Mark and Lily grew up together. If there was really something between them, do you think you'd even be here now?" "Do you even know how much those shoes cost? They're limited edition—easily over ten thousand dollars. And you just ruined them." Lily stood up awkwardly, her eyes misting with tears. "If Cammy doesn't like me," she said softly, "then I'll leave. I don't want to be a bother." But Mark grabbed her hand in an exaggerated display of protection, his voice harsh as he turned to me. "Wipe Lily's shoes clean. Right now." His partiality for Lily made something sharp twist in my chest. My lips quivered as I fought back tears. "The wound on my stomach hasn't healed yet. I can't bend over." At that, his expression grew colder. "Don't use childbirth as an excuse. If you can't bend over, then kneel and wipe them. And if you won't, get out of my house!"