Passing

For the 23rd time, I'm left standing at the altar as Jace Larkin hurries off because his foster sister, Celine Keaton, threatens to end her life again. The guests mock me, saying that we'll never tie the knot and attending our wedding will bring bad luck. I tune them out, holding on to Jace's promise that he'll come back and marry me. I buy his promise yet again, only for him to prove me wrong one more time. After I clean up the mess and pacify the angry guests, I reach home in the middle of the night. While passing the study, I hear Jace's voice. "Cece's always been mentally unstable. Of course, I have to stay with her. Regina will never leave me, even if I postpone our wedding a hundred times." Sorry, Jace, but I'll have to disappoint you this time. Blinking back tears, I unlock my phone and text my childhood friend, Clement Halloway. "Let's get married in three days."

For years, Nicole endured mistreatment under her aunt’s roof, but her unwavering resolve pushed her to excel. Against all odds, she graduated summa cum laude, securing a high-ranking position at the very company that had supported her education. She thought her struggles were finally over, that her years of sacrifice had paid off. But fate had other plans. Nicole found herself irresistibly drawn to her cold and enigmatic boss—the company’s CEO. Try as she might to resist, their connection deepened, blurring the lines between professionalism and desire. What she thought was love, however, turned out to be nothing more than a fleeting affair for him. Now trapped in an agonizing situation, Nicole struggles to maintain her composure. How can she stay civil when the man she loves—the man she once believed could be her future—sees her as nothing more than a passing fling? Worse still, how can she let go when her heart refuses to move on?

When Delaney turned sixteen the migraines came along with nightmares of a life that was never hers. On her eighteenth birthday, she turned into a wolf. Yeah, a fucking wolf. With no family and a group of men on her heels, she is on the hunt for the man in her dreams. The one whose face haunts her vision every time she closes her eyes. The only thing Delaney is certain of is that she might be batshit crazy, her whole life has been a lie and she is searching for a man named Lach. She is back. It's the only thing on Falcon's mind, ninety-nine lifetimes and finally, they have reached the last. The final rebirth. She has no idea the hell he intends to unleash on her…or planned to. Until she stumbles into his campfire with a curse word and nervous chuckle before passing out. She is supposed to look the same every reincarnation. She is supposed to have striking white hair and golden eyes that pierce your heart. So who the fuck is this redheaded, green-eyed spitfire with the aura of the woman he was been predestined to slaughter in every lifetime?

In order to find clean water for his beloved Liana Hughes to bathe, Castiel Fenton, my brother, left the base with all the able-bodied men. But among the zombies, a sentient Zombie King emerged and took it as an opportunity to invade the base. June Morgan, my pregnant sister-in-law, was torn in half by zombies while protecting me, and Poppy, my little niece was devoured down to the bone trying to help me escape. To save the base, I called Castiel for help. Upon hearing the news, he had no choice but to abandon Liana and rush back with his men. Eventually, the zombies were driven out of the base, but Liana was eaten by a passing zombie. Castiel said nothing and only collected Liana’s remains expressionlessly. On the day of Liana’s funeral, Castiel deliberately pushed me into a horde of zombies and let them feast on my body. “If you hadn’t called me back, Liana wouldn’t have died! You must pay for her life!” When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the zombies invaded the base.

Selene had always dreamed of her moonlit ceremony—the moment when she and Beta Caden would publicly declare their bond before the pack. But fate had other plans. Betrayed in front of everyone, rejected for another, and cast aside like an afterthought, she barely had time to grieve before darkness swallowed her world. But rejection was only the beginning. Attacked, hunted, and left to die, Selene awakens to a truth buried deep in werewolf lore—she is no ordinary wolf. Marked by the ancient Spirit Wolf, she possesses a power that hasn't surfaced in centuries, one that threatens to shake the foundations of the packs. And when Rowan, a mysterious rogue with ties to a forgotten legacy, pulls her from the brink of death, Selene must decide—will she run from the power that calls to her, or will she rise and claim her destiny? Caden may have discarded her. But now, he fears her. And with every passing moment, Selene becomes something far more powerful than he ever could have imagined. The rejected mate will return, not as the broken girl they left behind—but as their greatest threat.

I was in a temporary shock from an allergic reaction. The two guys I had grown up with didn't even look my way. One of them was busy helping Vivian Byrd carry a pile of gifts, while the other was snapping pictures of her at some popular social media spot. It was a stranger passing by who called an ambulance and got me to the hospital, saving my life. The next day, Vivian called, her tone almost smug. "Trish, Zeke and Hendrick were so exhausted after shopping with me yesterday. I heard you threw a tantrum and ended up in the hospital. Should I come visit you?" I simply replied, "No need." Zeke Benson and Hendrick Peay were my childhood friends. They once treated me like I was everything to them—promising to pluck the moon and stars from the sky and to protect me forever. But ever since Vivian came into the picture, their world no longer revolved around me. I thought for a moment and then dialed my mother's number. "Mom, I'll accept the marriage arrangement."

One day, after getting rear-ended outside my office, I, Maeve Dahlman, call out for help, but Austin Cooper, who is simply passing by with Carmen Holt, merely glances at me impatiently, annoyed that I've disrupted their lunch plans. Instead of helping, he has his assistant take me to his private club and lock me in a room, accusing me of being paranoid and dramatic. "I'll give you three days to calm down," he says before walking away and leaving me in isolation. Eventually, I escape and call the police. An ambulance rushes me to the hospital, where doctors diagnose me with a brain injury that requires immediate surgery. I keep calling Austin, only to realize that he has blocked my number. Then, I see Carmen's latest post online, gushing about a romantic luxurious dinner with him. After I'm discharged, I cancel the wedding, destroy all the invitations, and finally call my mother. "Mom," I say, "I've made up my mind. I'm ready to meet him."

The innocence and tenderness that Marylise transmitted through her beautiful blue orbs and her delicate body was too tempting and stormy for Styles' corrupted and tormented mind. There was something in that girl that made him go crazy. Although he knew perfectly well that it was not something right, his mind evoked the memory of him at every moment, turning with the passing of the days into a kind of dangerous and disturbing addiction. The age difference between the two of them was too much, but his desire and desire to have her was much greater. Her desire to make her hims was so intense that the mere fact that he couldn't do it was overwhelming. Until he came up with a magnificent idea. She needed money. He needed someone to teach him math. She was too skilled at solving operations. He was too good at other kinds of things. She will teach him mathematical formulas and universal calculus, while he will teach her how to be a woman. "You just have to accept" "Right, but what will I get in return?" "You teach me math, and I teach you other funnier things, little girl"

To Quinn, getting bullied, passing out and having a few broken bones is just her own way of growing, and with time, she would become strong, strong enough to fulfil her dreams and find her happiness. But until then, she has to suffer the daily bully of Olivia their Pack's alpha's daughter who doesn't think she deserve anything. And not especially the ruthless alpha she is to be mated with. Despite Sebastian's curse of never finding his true mate, he can't help the strong pull and attraction he feels on the first day he meets Quinn. First, he is mistaking her for the person his mother brought for him, and the next minute, he is throwing his life away to save hers. How will their story develop from here, when all Quinn has is her healing powers and genius knowledge on war strategies? Just what Sebastian needs to keep her by his side and even though they both have to fight against betrayal and rivalry, their love and growing affection keeps them together especially when they discover that Quinn is pregnant with his child

In an alternate universe reminiscent of the Regency era, Isabella unexpectedly appears on the doorstep of Damian’s estate with shocking news: his late brother had a three-year-old daughter, Jane, born to Isabella’s now-deceased sister. Having taken on the responsibility of raising her niece after her sister’s passing, Isabella is determined to secure a proper future for the child. Stunned by the revelation, Damian offers Isabella and Jane a place in his estate, ensuring the girl receives the care and upbringing she deserves. Initially hesitant to leave behind the life she knows, Isabella ultimately agrees, realizing it is in Jane’s best interest. As they navigate their new life together, an undeniable bond begins to form between Damian and Isabella. However, their growing affection is soon threatened by a buried secret from Isabella’s past—one that could shatter their relationship and jeopardize Jane’s future. Now, Damian and Isabella must overcome the trials ahead to protect those they hold dear and fight for the love they never expected to find. “Fate: Sweet little cheat” is a tale of unexpected twists, the power of love, and the strength of forgiveness, set against a backdrop of elegant balls and the rigid social norms of an alternative Regency era.