No Friendship Is An Accident

I had a cousin my age. She overslept and was late for her SATs. Yet, she pinned the blame on me, saying that I made her take some fever medication. She stole 300 thousand meant for Grandma's surgery, claiming it was to buy me a car. She even insisted I was at fault when she accidentally got pregnant and took the wrong abortion pills, leading to severe bleeding. She vehemently insisted I pushed her, causing her to fall. My boyfriend stood by her side time and time again. Eventually, he finally gave up on me, telling me it was over. My aunt shoved me down the stairs, accusing me of ruining her daughter's life. My boyfriend witnessed the whole thing, but he told them I had fallen by accident when the police came. I died without ever seeing justice for myself. When I thought my life was finally over, I opened my eyes. I had returned to the day my cousin stole the money meant for Grandma's surgery.

Cover by @tiadesign_ Ini adalah cerita tentang diriku. Kisah kebahagiaan dan kesedihan menutupi perasaan saya. Menyembunyikan perasaanku padanya. Dia? Ya ... Dia. Orang yang selama ini membuatku terus berambisi, meski aku tahu itu semua sia-sia. Aku tidak berambisi apa-apa dari dia. Tidak masuk akal rasanya kalau aku berharap dia juga suka sama aku. Mengapa aku tahu, itu hal yang tidak bisa terjadi. Setelah itu, aku dan Ardian sering jalan dan menjalankan hubungan dan melanjutkan ke jenjang pernikahan.

I never should have given him the time of day yet somehow, he found a way to earn my attention. He bothered me enough to want to strangle him but he didn't care. Wesley Adams didn't care anymore and that made everyone to take notice. He wanted to hide away but it was near impossible, due to him being the name that easily slipped from everyone's lips. Many fall from the throne but he left it. He wanted to be the forgotten and be amongst us, the unknowns. And it would have been easier, if only he simply left me alone. But ofcourse, he is Wesley Adams and is the most stubborn person, I've come to know. Hi stubbornness has made him look the other way and let his heart to take over. That's what he told me, he's claimed me as his, for his heart was mine. *********************************"** This is a story of two confused teens, trying to figure things out as they go.

Chrisanna Auburn Scott has believed her father all her life— with every decision of her life. And each decision proved to be the best for her even though she was never pressurised to obey them— until one day, she had a second thought on his decision. Get married to the son of her parents' mutual friends— Samuel Vance Gabriel— the guy who used to admire her eight years ago and left her with a bunch of unanswered questions. Chrisanna has known Samuel all her life— ever since she could remember. After eight years, when Samuel crosses her path again, she's unable to accept his cold and ruthless behaviour towards her. "Reject the alliance if you don't wanna regret it", Samuel husks with a hateful gaze. "Why can't you reject me? I have no issues with this alliance", Chrisanna fires back. "Because you're better at this work" * She's the lifeline of her family. He's far away from the name of the family. She has accepted the bitter truths of her life. He hates his past by every means. She loves to gather love. He prefers to run away from love. What happens when these two tangle into a marriage with no terms and conditions?

Amira Cross’ brother is suffering from an ancient curse that's driving him mad, so she enrolls in Madland the magic academy, under the name of Alice Abbott, searching for a cure. Upon arrival, Amira meets a vampire professor who takes her under his wing. But as Amira delves deeper into the academy's secrets, she realizes that not everything is as it seems. Strange occurrences, eerie whispers, and a growing sense of dread follow her every step. Amira finds herself caught in a web of dark secrets and forbidden desires. With each passing moment, the lines between right and wrong become blurred, leaving her questioning everything she knows about herself and the academy, and if her vampire mentor is really her protector or if he has a sinister agenda of his own. Will Amira find the cure she seeks, or will she become trapped in the darkness of the academy's secrets? Discover the truth in this gripping tale of magic, love, madness, and the pursuit of knowledge.

Cordelia Johnson‘s life seemed like a bed of roses until fate decided to snatch that from her by killing her parents on their way from the Netherlands in a tragic Boeing 737 plane crash. That was the beginning of Cordelia’s misery. Life began to treat her harshly. Objecting to making the best out of life, she used dirty means to gain money, mingling with a Famous streetwalker. Eventually entwining with the Gang Leader of the twelve eyed dragon clan, Jared Lambert, who she never thought could fall in love with her.

Jenna's parents were murdered in cold blood which made her despise everything that had do with her werewolf curse. She lives far away from her pack in a bid to escape the reality of living as a werewolf. But when she meets her mate, Smith, a nonchalant and arrogant Alpha Rogue with a dark past, she couldn't help but fall helplessly in love with him. The perfect love story of the duo took a dark turn when the truth about the murder of Jenna's parents was revealed. Would she be able to forgive the murderer who killed her parents? Would she be able to deal with the ugly secrets about her parents that she never knew about? There's only one way to find out…

Prologue. “You are not her,” his deep, dangerously dark voice whispered softly in her ear. “W…what do you mean? I am not who?” holding her breath unconsciously, she stuttered. “My bride. You are not the woman I was supposed to marry. Where is she?” His hoarse voice pierced through her chest like a knife and she felt her knees go weak, and then staggered backward, shivering. “Where is my bride?” === Sapphire Rodriguez's life got turned upside down when she suddenly had to take her twin sister’s spot on her wedding day. When she thought nothing could be worse than the maltreatment she was getting from her family, her twin sister got involved in an accident a day before her wedding which caused her to go into a state of comatose and she had to be the substitute bride until the real bride wakes up to take back her place. When the billionaire who married her was smarter than she had expected, Sapphire knew that her life was never going to be easy because this husband of hers will not believe that she didn't cause her sister’s accident in order to take her place at her wedding.

"Sign the contract before I change my mind since buying a woman is not difficult. Furthermore, this deal is worth 45 million dollars, and your entire life has scarcely seen it," William Mackenzie said as he threw papers on Monica's face. “Will you ever love me again?" Monica said with a melancholy voice. "Love is nonsense! I'm not into love. I am only offering you this contract because you are incapable of harming me. Even if you do, you will not live this life. Now accept it, or get out!" William crudely said. Monica was a lovely and vivacious child who lost her parents at a very young age. Her sorrow began when she moved in with her aunt. She served only as her aunt's housemaid. She fell in love with an ordinary man who gave her hope that there was someone in this harsh world who would love and look out for her until she learned that the man she loved had recovered his memories. Her beloved was leading a false life. And now he was unfamiliar with her and abandoned her because she was poor, and he had no feelings for her anymore. William Mackenzie was the richest tycoon who thought of money and power, but more importantly, he desired vengeance on those who tried to kill him, causing his memory loss for seven long years, and now he was back in business. ★★★

The doctors said it was over—stage four, nothing left to fight. I had three days, max. I signed the organ donor papers myself. If I was gonna die, at least someone else could get a second shot. Told my family I was sick. But my so-called sister—the doctor—shrugged it off like I was making it up. She convinced them I was losing it, not dying. My parents and fiancé fell for it. Handed me over like she was some hero. She wasn't. She pushed me closer to the end. And when I finally died, the same people who wouldn't listen cried like they hadn't let it happen.