Open Waters

She was once a victim. Then, lock up in the warehouse for several years. Her family the one who's hurting of him, and not being fed off him. But she returns to take a revenge as a demon. She killed everyone, even the child, adult and old. She was Dorothy knocks on the door every night. Don't open the door.

They married on terms and conditions, but she fell for him along the way and hoped he would open up to her one day. Her joy knew no bounds when he finally consummated the marriage close to their anniversary. Who knew the supposed rosy next morning, he would serve her divorce papers? And the reason? His beloved was back!

On my first day at the urology department, I stumble upon an affair between a female doctor and her patient. When I push open the clinic door, I hear a woman's muffled moans coming from behind the screen. Then, the screen rattles as bodies clash against it. I stand at the door, not knowing what to do.

In the glittering world of New York's elite, Valentina Martins finds herself thrust into an engagement with the city's youngest billionaire, Rocco Lorenzo. But this isn't a fairy tale romance—it's a desperate bid to save her father's ailing company after a devastating betrayal. Just days after catching her boyfriend cheating with her best friend, Valentina must navigate a marriage of convenience with a man who embodies arrogance and detachment. Rocco Lorenzo cares little for love; he's focused on fulfilling his parents' expectations and maintaining his carefully curated image. As Valentina proposes a strategic alliance to revive her family's fortunes and spark jealousy in her unfaithful ex, she unwittingly sets in motion a game of high-stakes deception and unexpected passion. Can Valentina and Rocco navigate the treacherous waters of their contractual union, or will their hearts become casualties of their own arrangement? In this world of wealth, power, and deceit, nothing is as it seems, and every move carries the weight of consequence.

Congratulations!! You got what you wanted. But don't get very happy. From now on, your life is going to change. You will regret your decision to marry me. Welcome to hell, Mrs Dhruv Goyal." My husband said to me right after we got married. ** In a whirlwind of deceit and broken promises, Mahima finds herself trapped in a marriage with Dhruv, a man who promised to make her life a living hell. As the cruel taunts and infidelity pile up, Mahima's only solace is the hope for a better tomorrow. But when fate takes a sharp turn, leaving Dhruv to grapple with the ghosts of his past and the uncertainty of his future, he finds himself drawn to a mysterious stranger who bears an uncanny resemblance to Mahima. Can he unravel the secrets of their intertwined destinies, or will he be forever trapped in a cycle of regret and longing? Join Dhruv on a journey of self-discovery and redemption as he navigates the treacherous waters of love and forgiveness.

After a huge fall out with a beta reader, The renowned author, Alyssa Waters, watched her career go down the drain. After stubbornly holding her last book signing event even though she was cancelled, a billionaire approaches her with an amazing offer to write a biography for him. The only reason she even held the last book signing shamelessly was because she needed to tend to her nanny's hospital bills. When this unexpected offer fell on her lap, she grabbed it with her full might. Luke Lexington, a billionaire, diagnosed with brain tumor and at the brink of death, hires a cancelled former famous writer to write his biography. Secrets, secrets, secrets. There are many writers he would have used so why did he pick out a cancelled one of all? Soon, they flung professionalism aggressively and begin to explore each other's body. Read on and enjoy this steamy ride.

This isn't a love story, but almost a love story. Irina and Eric share a world through dreams and time travel. They have a strong mutual understanding about the feelings they have for each other, at the same time understanding that they cannot be together. Eric: I open my eyes and find myself standing alone in an empty room. The ceilings and the walls are neatly painted white. And the floor is composed of polished light brown wood. And there is a dark brown framed window at one corner where the light comes from. A bright yellow and pale red orange light tells me the sun is setting and soon it will be dark. Eric is a ghost who always appears in Irina's dream. Irina: I open the door to the bedroom. There is a dark brown framed window at one corner where the light is coming from. The yellow orange light passes through the open window. I see Eric standing right there on the spot captured by the yellow light. ‘You came back.’ I said. He stood there looking me in the eye. I almost died. Irina is a time traveler who may or may not change his fate. They alternatively tell a bitter sweet story. Love doesn't always mean together, sometimes it is deeper apart. Eric: I stand alone in the rain looking at the dark sky where all I can see is water, for it is both the rain and my tears flowing to my face. Irina: And suddenly it is no longer my reflection I see inside the mirror. What I see now is a figure of a man. I draw closer to see him clearly. But the closer I walk towards him, the farther I become from him. I couldn't get close.

Every day, my son and husband finish all the house chores before I even get home. But only because they're bringing my husband's first love, Sally Sullivan, back for Thanksgiving, I pour boiling water on my son's face. I also kick both my son and husband out when it's 104°F outside. Desperate to save our son, my husband sprawls across the front porch, begging me to open the door. "Wanda, open the door! We need to save our son! I only invited Sally over because she saved you once back then. I didn't mean anything else by it!" "Mom, it hurts!" my son cries. "Mom, can't you kiss me? Mom…" Meanwhile, I'm slouching on the couch, snacking away as I watch TV. In the end, my husband can't take it anymore and brings me to the Bad Mom Court for trial. The moment my memories are extracted, the entire court bursts into tears.

In my previous life, I was eight months pregnant when my mother-in-law and husband forcibly dragged me to grab decorative gift boxes from the Christmas tree. I told them there was nothing inside, but my mother-in-law slapped me across the face while my husband pulled me into the crowd. A stampede broke out. They clutched their gift boxes and fled to save themselves, while my child and I were trampled to death. They eagerly tore open all the gift boxes with high hopes, only to find exactly nothing, just like I'd warned them. But as I lay dying, I noticed something in the final gift box. A Black Widow spider with an hourglass pattern on its belly crawled onto my mother-in-law's hand. This spider carries deadly venom. Anyone bitten either dies or suffers permanent disability. When I open my eyes again, I'm back on Christmas Day. This time, watching my mother-in-law and husband gear up to fight over those Christmas gift boxes, I won't try to stop them!

During Christmas break, my boyfriend, Trevor Hayes, asks me to stop by and feed the dog that his childhood friend, Evelyn Summers, keeps at her place. I bring a bag of kibble over. But the second I open the door, a huge pit bull lunges at me and bites into my face and arms. Luckily, a neighbor hears me screaming and pulls me out of its jaws, but the damage is already done. The scars will stay with me forever. I break down, but Trevor blames me instead. "You must've done something wrong when you fed Mojo and set him off. You just got a scar, but Mojo's dead!" The weight of it all crushes me until I climb a rooftop and jump. After dying, I see Trevor holding Evelyn in his arms. "Honey, you're so clever. Starving Mojo for a few days really worked. Now, she's dead. We can finally be together." When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the day Trevor asks me to go feed that dog.