Nineteen Eighty-four

A story about a nineteen year old girl named Janielle Mckeen who died five years ago. Now, she's reborn as a gorgeous young woman named Jazzlin Ozza. Little did she know that her reborn has something to do with her old self. Plus, she has to spend her days with the cocky yet attractive, Barra Ainsley, Jazzlin's childhood friend.Then, how's it turned out when she met Haytham Zachary who was also her childhood friend in her previous life?

She gave him her youth, her loyalty, her love, and in return, he gave her betrayal. For eight years, Nora Song believed in her marriage to Chance Hart, until his first love, Jenny Young, returned from abroad. He brought Jenny home on their wedding anniversary, and handed Nora the divorce papers. He asked her to step aside, just so he could fulfill Jenny's dying wishes. He unreasonably wanted her to be understanding, so she calmly packed up to leave. However, walking away was not an option. Bound by the crushing debts of her parents, Nora was forced to remain in the Hart household as nothing more than a servant. She was a proud world-class pianist, but she had to endure the humiliation of being mocked and belittled in her own home. That was until she discovered something that could change everything, eighty percent of the Hart family's shares, was signed over to her by the man who once saved her life. She would not leave empty-handed. She thought to herself, 'If Chance thinks I'm still the same woman who loves him unconditionally, he's about to learn just how cold a broken heart can be.'

I’d been married to my husband James for three years. On Valentine’s Day, he gave his stepsister, Mia, one hundred and eighty thousand dollars, along with millions in jewelry. I, on the other hand, received a free bouquet of roses. When I didn’t look thrilled, he accused me of being a gold digger. “Mia never had anyone to care for her growing up. Why are you competing with her? Isn’t being Mrs. Smith enough to feed your vanity?” Furious, I stormed out of the house. When a car lost control and came barreling toward me, he instinctively rushed to protect Mia, who was standing a full ten feet from the road. I was the one who ended up in the hospital. Lying in that bed, I finally gave up. I signed the divorce papers without hesitation. “Giving up the title of Mrs. Smith is the dumbest decision you’ll ever make,” he told me, looking down at me from above before walking away. Seven years later, we met again. He took one glance at my simple dress and laughed out loud. I didn’t bother to respond. I just held my daughter close and waited for her father—the richest man in the city—to arrive.

Raine is nineteen and still has not found her mate, even though most werewolves find their mates at eighteen. In a turn of events, Raine has her life turned upside down when not only does she find one mate but two. However, not only is two mates bad enough finding out who they are may just be worse. When Raine and her mates take on not only hiding what they really are to one another, they find out that she is not what she thought either. They come to face the truth and battle for not only love but the life itself. Will they survive the conflicts that are in front of them?

When the optimistic Min Sihyeon wakes, she realizes that not only has she lost around ten years worth of memory but also that she was married to a stranger. On top of all that, she even had a son with that stranger!How absurd was the situation!That was too much even for a optimist like her!How was she supposed to be a mother of a five year old at nineteen although her current age was much more than that?Moreover, her supposed to be husband was too cold for her to figure out. Despite of saying that both of them were in love, she couldn't help but be suspicious.What were the secrets that were being hidden from her?

Theirs was a love that was cursed. He was a God cast down and turned into a Lycan. She was his bride that was lost in time and was reborn as a werewolf. But, does finding her will lead to a happy ever after? A divinity to regain. A beloved to save. And a lineage to protect. Four Kingdoms. Four Elemental Wolves. One was in dire need of survival One was a damsel in distress The other was a demigod... And an Alpha Queen who has been raised to feel no emotion. Four rare creatures of the night were born of the elements. Who among them is the Bride of the Lycan God?

The Mood Goddess Selene, immortal ruler of the werewolves, abandoned her celestial throne to live among her children, yearning to understand their pain and lead with compassion. She only wanted to be a better leader for them but what she got was cruelty and injustice. With her memory lost and no wolf. The Goddess lived as a slave until she was sold from pack to pack as a breeder, as she was the only one who could fall pregnant in the last nineteen years since she left the realm. When her memory returns and her wolf awakens, will she punish her children or will she have mercy on them.

For years, Fiona a 19-year-old girl, wanted nothing more than to be claimed by her mate, not just a mate, one who loved and worshiped her like a queen even if he was not an alpha. That didn't happen, she was like an invisible object and to make matters worse, at nineteen, she hasn't shifted. But will her miseries come to an end, when all of a sudden, she becomes visible to the Alpha's two sons, one a warrior, who is her best friend, and the other the alpha, who is the brother to her best friend? Who will be that dream mate? Mate to who, whose mate will she be? And not just her mate but her one true love.

Three powerful men. One naive girl. And a single week that changed everything. She was just nineteen—trusting, hopeful, and pulled into their world of wealth, charm, and danger. One unforgettable week left her with a broken heart… and a secret she swore never to reveal. Ten years later, she returns. Not out of love. Not out of forgiveness. But because her son—the child they never knew existed—is running out of time. The cure lies in their blood. But she’s not just here to beg. She wants answers. She wants justice. She wants them to hurt. But as truths unravel and sparks reignite… She begins to wonder—did she ever really know them at all?

"Thirty million" I heard a male voice echo round the walls of the hall which silenced everyone. Who would bid that high just to buy me? "Thirty million dollars" the male voice spoke up once again, a young man striding confidently forward like he owned the very building with his bidding card raised up. He was eighty percent taller than everyone in attendance. I sucked in breath at his refined but cold appearance. His tuxedo hugged his body and showed of his impeccable muscles. His dark long hair was slick and let to fall, not a single strand out of place. He had the profile of a greek God but his features lacked warmth and empathy. His brown steel eyes burrowed into mine, a look of disgust on his face for me. "Sold!" the chairman hit the gavel on the table after a brief moment of silence since no one else was willing to bid higher. A wave of ovation took the hall, men chattering amongst themselves and whistling. "Get her ready and bring her to me" he pivoted and sharply ordered one of the armed bodyguards standing close to the podium. He owns me now. **** When a ruthless mafia lord bids for an innocent girl, can her innocense survive in the abyss of his darkness?