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'Calm down Tamara, I can explain. ' My extra alert ears collected the sound waves, sending them to the brain for interpretation. I couldn't believe it! He was asking me to calm down after saying such words. 'My mind can only picture you between her legs right now, and you want me to calm down? ' The flames continued growing just as the invisible force wrenched me near him. His wide eyes met with mine as I leaned in closer to him, tiptoeing on my feet to reach just below his ear. 'The remedy for fire is fire.' My arms were convulsively grasped yet again by the inexplicable force. I failed miserably to counter the forced actions as my hands tore my blouse in an instant. 'No!' His shout was a second late because the flames died out as my hands embedded into the cloth, pulling it apart in ferocious strength. ********* Orphaned and living as the only witch in a pack of werewolves, Tamara is hated and ridiculed despite her kindness. When the Alpha of the pack, Alpha Ryker turns out to be her mate, everything changes. Their bond is fated and sealed, and so is Tamara's role in saving the pack. Their victory depends on a prophecy and one life must be lost for others to be saved. As the pack's antagonist rises to power, she must team up with her mate despite the storms, betrayal and secrets surrounding them. Will they withstand or with the storm destroy everything they have ever known?

Rosaline Whitaker survived the slums by learning how to outsmart predators. When her biological father finally brings her to his billionaire estate, it is not out of love. He wants to sell her in an arranged marriage to Victor Hargrove. Victor is the most ruthless CEO in the city. Her father needs Victor to save his failing empire. ​Helena refuses to be a pawn until he met Victor and ge refused to let her go

[ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs - ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ ] Emily Willows longs for passion, but only with the man of her dreams: the brilliant, warm and dashing Edward Jones. If only her oblivious, dreaming neighbour can stop with all his gentlemanly-ness and just pin her into the nearest solid obstacle available. And then, perhaps encircle her whimpering body into the solid rippling confines of his warmth- But no, he would not. He could not. As they’ve been best friends for, well, ever. And that's why it becomes extremely challenging for her when he asks her the biggest favour he could ever ask. The one favour she was sure no friend would ever ask their own. The one she was sure to lose herself to. The one she knew she shouldn’t say yes to. But it would indeed be the one to make her crazy all the same. Oh, dammit, all to hell. ~ritikablush.Copyright StarryRitika 2020

Grandpa died, and we immediately went for each other's throats over the inheritance. Then a blizzard hit, trapping us all in the family estate. An app appeared on our phones: [THE LAST ZOMBIE: FINAL RECKONING]. We had to pick a hiding spot. The last one standing—the last human standing—would inherit everything. I chose the dark, silent recording studio in the basement. Away from them all. When it was time to pick special powers, my family chose powerful weapons or pocket dimensions full of supplies. I chose Bio-Stasis. It slowed my cells to a crawl, and my body along with them. My stepbrother's fiancée, Chloe, called me an idiot. "Hiding from your family and picking a useless power? You're on a suicide mission." They threw a zombie-slaying party upstairs, already celebrating an inheritance they hadn't even won. Until, one by one, they turned. And started tearing each other apart. What they didn't know... was that I'd rigged the game from the start. The only way to win was to stay completely silent.

Roses are red. His love I dread. He owns me. And my body too. Daddy's little princess, mummy's favorite but the mafia lord's little toy. He bought me, claimed me, made me his; body and soul. He tainted me. I'm now his obsession too. I belong to him. And he never let me forget. I'm his prisoner, his medicine and pain. The thirst to escape runs through me like a wild fire. But the toxicity of his voice tattooed in my mind and his touch imprinted on my soul kept me grounded. I'm addicted. But with him, it was something dark and crazy.

Rosaria is a care free she-wolf whose adopted into the moonstone's pack beta's family. She finds out the man whose supposed to be her mate lied to her a day before the mating ceremony. This leads to her seeking refuge with the Alpha king. They start developing feelings for each other but things are not that simple. A curse and a promise prevents them from being together, will the couple be able to overcome the obstacles and stay together or will they keep the promise to stay away from each other?

My former roommate's cousin was the CEO of a company. She and I had been secretly dating for three years. That day, my roommate said, "Alicia's bringing the guy she's been seeing for the past three years over to meet her parents soon." He added casually, "Oh, by the way, when are you gonna bring your girlfriend around so I can meet her?" I froze at his question, not sure how to respond. Without a word, I stepped out onto the balcony and called his cousin, Alicia Davids. The call suddenly cut off. When I turned around, I saw my girlfriend standing in the doorway, arm in arm with another man. The smile on her face disappeared the second our eyes met. "What… what are you doing at my place?"

She seized the moment when a man named Matthew mistook her for a gift at his stag party. Desperate to escape the arranged marriage waiting for her back in the Philippines, Zenna gave herself to a stranger she met along the moonlit shores of Viareggio. Her plan worked. She was free. But freedom came at a cost—her family turned their backs on her, leaving her to carry the weight of her choices alone. Two years later, fate pulls them back into each other’s orbit. Matthew is no longer the man she once knew—he’s colder, sharper, and demanding payment for the wedding that never happened. His condition is simple: they live together under one roof. But Zenna has a secret. Nathaniel. How can she hide the truth about her son when every inch of the boy’s face echoes the unmistakable legacy of the Ricaforte name? She isn’t ready for Matthew’s anger. And yet… her body betrays her, responding with dangerous familiarity to every look, every touch, every unspoken promise between them. In a game of desire, secrets, and unfinished vows—how long can she keep the truth hidden before everything unravels?

Have you ever been betrayed by the two men you love the most?? And one of them turns out to be your very own best friend?? And one you never even thought of?? If yes, find out what happened to me in my story of deceit, heartbreak, sadness, depression, ' death ' and finding love again.

My boyfriend is a forensic doctor. I've been abducted and tied to a bomb—there's only ten minutes to detonation. The abductors force me to call my boyfriend, but all I get is a scolding. "What the hell do you want, Michelle? What are you playing at, using your life as an excuse just because you're jealous? "Vi's cat has already been stuck in a tree for three days. She loves it like it's her life! If you delay me from saving it, you'll be a murderer!" I hear a coquettish voice ring out on the other end of the line. "Thank you for this, Kev. You're amazing!" I recognize that voice—it belongs to my boyfriend's childhood friend. I text my boyfriend when the bomb is about to explode. "Farewell forever. I pray we won't meet each other again in another life."