Nina Dobrev Look Alike Novels & Stories

Story Description: Jin is the Moon Guardian that is cursed because of killing his wife hundred of years ago. The Goddess of Justice cursed her with eternal life so that he could see men killing and hurting their wives under the Moon with despair and remember that day he killed his wife, Lee, countless times. The Curse will only be lifted once he finds and marries Lee’s descendant that will look at him in the opposite way Lee used to look at him. That descendant will hate him for who he is and will never like him. Lee’s descendant happened to be Flynn. A sociopath that does illegal stuff for a living. Will Jin and his men be able to retrieve their lives as humans again or will he fail with making Flynn fall in love with him while facing crisis with the other Gods?

"what I feel for you is far from pity, fool. Sometimes I hate you for making me feel things I don't want to feel, for making me feel hot when...when...you touch me or when you look at me in that ridiculously sexy way you look at me. You make me sick!" she shouted Tys was looked down upon by his family his whole life due to the circumstances surrounding his birth He didn't know what he truly was and the power he had until he met the beautful but very stubborn, vampire, Hera The love they so desperately avoided was fated to bring them together as a force against a terrible reckoning.

Gordon has fallen in love with Sharon since the first day he met her, even before knowing she is his chosen mate. But a lycan and a human mating has never been heard of and is forbidden, because human are fragile species and he could kill her in mating process but not being with her and loving her is already killing him. ****** Maxwell stay back and look at his son’s dishevel hair and resentful look, he questioned him. “Is she your mate?” “I don’t know” he sigh “I just have the fearful feeling whenever I see her, as if I might lose her.” He slowly places his hand on his shoulder, “Son, don’t take me wrong, but if she is not your mate you have to let her be. Sometime we feel attracted to things that are not meant to be.” He look at his father with painful eyes “What will happen to her when you find your mate, you know we have no control over us at that time. She is so young; you might end up breaking her.” “I have no control over my emotion when it concerns her, dad. I know you are right and I will distant myself from her once she is ok.”

"You are no wife to me, do you get it?" He said, stepping forward crushing my already thinned personal bubble. "I am marrying you because of circumstances. The sooner you feed that to your peanut size brain, the better it will be for you and me. Do you understand?". Pushing me back against the wall with so much force it made me grunt at impact. Intense pain shot through my body when he pressed himself on me. It was like he was trying to ram me into the wall or something! - idiot- Big fat S-O-B. All these curses were going through my mind. All I want to do now is scratch his arrogant face and give him a feel of his own medicine. However, in this compromising position, I am right now! I can hardly move. So, all I did was look straight into his eyes and glared back with the same intensity. I try to break free by pushing and squirming. Alex had me in a grip so tight it felt like a hulk holding me down, so hard that it was painful. I tried to look away, but his voice made me freeze. "Answer me. Do not look away when I am talking to you bit*h!”. “Do-You-Get-What-I-Just Said? Or do I need to make myself a little clearer? hmm?" "Yes, I get it. I'm-Not-Your-Wife." "Believe it or not, I have no interest in being your wife," I said, more like spat it out, it was like poison coming out of my mouth. "Why are you smirking at me ?" he asked. Completely oblivious to what is about to come. I composed my happiness concealing it with my ‘I’m am innocent, like a kitty look’. "Oh, you're about to find out," I said.

I step into his office and he's waiting for me seated behind his desk. He eyes me intently. His amber eyes bore deep like he's trying to look into my soul. My face is neutral with so expressed emotions. “You can't work under me anymore Ms. Robinson.” He says and I wonder why am not surprised. So the rumors were true. “Are you firing me sir?” I ask and everytime I say the word Sir it feels so foreign in my tongue even now. He sighs and gets up from his seat staring at me with a professional look on his face. “I can't continue like you don't know what I want Ms. Robinson.” He replies and I frown not wanting to get into the same topic once more. I look away. “You know it's not possible. You are....married sir.” And I am forced to go down memory lane which brings nothing but pain and sadness. It had been four years since he left to study abroad. He left me with the hope of him returning and uniting with me. For our love. We loved each other since elementary school and I even did the deed at fifteen. I waited for him. I depended on his promise and didn't look anywhere else for love because my heart had already been claimed by him. But I was in for a shock and a pain wrenching stab to my chest when he returned but not alone. He returned not as mine but as someone else's. He was far away from me now. He returned as a married man with his wife. Now he wants me back but not as his equal but as his secret lover. As his mistress.

"Ash please it's a only way, you have to marry him" Ash took a long breath and look towards his mother. "Why"? He ask again. "Beacuse it's only a way".

Keerthi felt a hand under her chin ,coaxing her to look up ,as she met with warm brown eyes ,in their darkest shade. Her eyes went to her husband's lips, wetting her own involuntarily, when she felt Vikram's hold tighten. She blushed, looking down, her face felt on fire. Vikram pulled her chin up, forcing her to look at him. "Keerthi", Vikram started gruffly ,his voice laced with desire, their lips merely brushing, teasing one another, "We should go to sleep now if you don't want it to continue any further." Keerthi's face flamed at her husband's insinuation. But dammit,she wanted to be kissed. For the first time ever.

The expression he had on his face when I asked him for a divorce left me in shock. Why? Why does he look hurt? He never liked me. Five years in marriage, I tried everything I could to make my husband accept me, to make him look at me as a woman in his life as his wife. But instead, he goes around the city with his mistress and even brought her to our home. He disrespected me to the point I shouldn't take anymore, but I accepted it all and stayed back, all for Grandpa Walton. And now that Grandpa was gone, I had no reason to remain in the marriage anymore. “Let’s get a divorce,” I muttered again, as he stood, still puzzled, unable to believe this words were coming from my mouth.

I was born destined to be fertile. The kind of woman who brings heirs into the world as if it were destiny. My womb had never failed me. The Schuyler family had practically begged me to marry into their family. The reason was simple. For three generations, the Schuyler family had only produced a single heir each time. Their bloodline was hanging by a thread. The patriarch of the family, Albert Schuyler, went everywhere looking for solutions. Doctors, fortune tellers, shamans, anyone who could give him hope. In the end, every prediction pointed to me. After I married Jack Schuyler, my first pregnancy was twins. The entire Schuyler family exploded with joy. Albert donated to every church and fortune teller alike, kneeling in gratitude. Before the babies were even weaned, the Schuyler family business began to thrive. Everyone said that it was the blessing of having noble heirs. Wedding gifts, properties, and company shares. The Schuyler family spared nothing. They treated me like a queen, terrified that I might suffer even the slightest. Until the day I gave birth to my third child. Jack Schuyler's true love, Bianca Chance, barged into the delivery room, screaming at me, "You shameless tramp! You're nothing but a breeding sow! One baby after the other! Are you trying to trap Jack with your womb? You disgusting woman! Jack had said that everything you give birth to will just be burdens sooner or later!" I pressed a hand on my wound and looked at her. Burden? Fine. I would take these so-called burdens with me. As for the Schuyler family's precious bloodline, they had to figure out how to continue it on their own.

Sophie Harris enters a bad situation where she needs money urgently, so she has to look for a sugar daddy. But what happened when an inexperienced virgin cross paths with recently divorced Billionaire in the city?