Plato's Philosophy Summary

I was born with a one-track mind—I take everything seriously and do exactly as I'm told. When my adoptive father cursed a rival company, calling them bloodsucking vampires, I immediately went out, bought ten pounds of garlic and a crucifix, and stormed into their CEO's office to perform an exorcism. When my adoptive mother said she was willing to sell a kidney for the sake of the company, I contacted an underground black-market clinic on the spot and asked when they could schedule her surgery. Over time, no one dared joke casually around me anymore. Everyone in the family chose their words with extreme care, terrified I might take them at face value. That is, until the day of the family reunion banquet—when the fake heiress, who refused to leave no matter what, showed up as well. She hooked her arm through my brother's and flashed me a provocative smile. "Arista, Benji dotes on me the most," she said sweetly. "He said if anyone dares to make me unhappy, he'll chop them into pieces and dump them in the river to feed the fish." The banquet hall erupted in laughter. I was the only one whose face went deathly pale. The next second, I kicked my brother, Benji Collins, straight onto the dining table. I grabbed the silver steak knife and pressed it against his throat. "Everyone, stay calm," I announced loudly. "I've already called the police! For publicly advocating premeditated murder, desecration of a corpse, and antisocial personality tendencies… The minimum sentence is the death penalty!"

Larabelle had always longed for Rexon Delʼtorre's attention. However, there was a thorn in her side - Rexon's brother, Dawzon Delʼtorre, who enjoyed teasing her and even went as far as involving her in his escapades with other girls. Inevitably, she found herself in a situation where her only choice was to agree to his conditions. She married Dawzon for convenience, unaware that she was beginning to develop feelings for him. It was only later on that she discovered their marriage was not legitimate. How will she continue her relationship with him if from the start, everything was just a game?

Ashish Vandross was dubbed the F*ck Boy and Great Playboy in the Desire Island, all the women were able to fantasize about him, because of his inherent Intelligence, elegance, strong s*x appeal, shed panty and one of the rich in Desire Island. So call him Ashish Vandross is Ashish The FP or F*cker ft Playboy. One night of mistakes ended with Ashish being a f*ck boy. From that night Ashish could not move another woman again his c*ck did not live and when he remembered the woman between them it lived voluntarily and because his body was always looking for the warmth of the woman, he did not know. A woman goes crazy and at the same time transforms into an Ashish at the same time as he discovers the woman's persona the secret will be revealed that will destroy their formed relationship, and cause him to hate the woman. "I'm Obsessed to her, Obsessed to her Scent, Obsessed to her Sinful Lips, Obsessed to her presence, Obsessed to own her, Fuck her, She's my Obsession. " -Ashish Abishek Vandross

Being rejected and humiliated after a year-long relationship with the Alpha of Blackwood pack. Lilliana was being banned from the pack she had served as a maid for years to an unknown pack, leaving her child which she had for the Alpha alone. She found her second chance mate, who is an Alpha in the Darkmoon pack. She was surprised when she saw the father of her child, who rejected her for another woman pleading her to come back, to everyone's surprise the Alpha Lucas and the Alpha of Darkmoon are brothers Will Liliana leave her second chance mate for the father of her child? How does two brothers became Alphas in different pack

Kara, a fierce and independent she-wolf from silver moon pack and Ryder, a charismatic and enigmatic alpha from Pack Moonstone, unexpectedly cross paths while venturing into unclaimed territory. Drawn to each other's presence like a magnet, they embark on a clandestine friendship, defying the boundaries set by their packs. As Kara and Ryder's relationship deepens, they find themselves torn between loyalty to their respective packs and their budding affection for each other. The tension rises when the packs become aware of their connection, forcing Kara and Ryder into a dangerous game of secrecy and deception. They must find a way to navigate this treacherous path before their hidden love is exposed.

Ashley is a successful, brave, young lady, beta of the Collin's family and Luna to the alpha of Oakstone. She plays the role of a very competent leader to her pack and as a helper to her alpha. However, she was backstabbed, framed and killed by her close friend, Luciana who knew her weakpoint and was jealous of her. She met her untimely death but death was only the beginning for Ashley. She woke up, reborn in another girl's body and in a strange land. But whose body was she inhabiting? Would she be as strong as the old Ashley? What would Lance do when he finds his lost Luna?

An angel's face once graced Amira Angelyn Fabian. The greatest suit for a holy living lady is her, but only until her ex-lover transforms her into someone she is not. She developed more grit as she focused on what would benefit her the most. She rose to the status of becoming the most significant entrepreneur, surpassing her ex title. In the line of her successful career, Amira encountered him again: Giovanni Rossi, her ex-lover who broke her heart three years ago. Amira doesn't want to take revenge, but seeing how he was still like in those old days, Amira is ragingly seeking a way of getting the table turned.

Deadly. Disgraced. Disarmed. Harlow is the Faction's top assassin—lethal, loyal, and emotionally detached. Until her partner is killed in the line of duty… and he dies whispering that he loves her. Now, spiraling from grief and guilt, Harlow is exiled to a remote mountain town for a forced sabbatical. She's angry, volatile, and worse—completely purposeless. But peace isn’t what awaits her. Malachi is the Alpha of the largest werewolf pack in the Northwest, hardened by war and haunted by the violence he must wield to protect his people. With enemy wolves threatening his territory and whispers of a coming war, he can't afford distractions—especially not the deadly human woman who crashes into his world with a sharp tongue, faster fists, and secrets that could tear both their lives apart. When fate collides assassin with Alpha, sparks ignite. But as Harlow uncovers a supernatural conspiracy and Malachi grapples with the truth of their bond, they must face enemies from both their worlds—before everything burns. Laced with dark humor, brutal action, and smoldering chemistry, Alpha’s Assassin is a gritty, fast-paced paranormal romance for fans of enemies-to-lovers, morally gray leads, and high-stakes supernatural intrigue.

“I love you” I whispered and he went rigid, his head snapped up and his blue eyes darkened. “Don’t you ever say that” he growled, clenching his fist “Why?” I asked and held his hand, he averted his gaze, staring at his former love grave. “I can’t love” he said, “I am just a zombie, My heart died with her years ago” Arthur said, pointing at the grave, he looked at me studying my face, “Just don’t say that again please” “It’s okay” I said softly, “But it just don’t change the fact that I love you. And I am ready to be a good wife” I said, Arthur gaze hardened. “That’s your problem,” Arthur said, “I don’t want you to say that, and know your place” His statement hurt, but I faked a smile, and he nodded and walked away, I stared at his lover’s grave and dropped my necklace on it. Maybe she was worthy to wear that more than I.

My wife, Valerie Larson, had a congenital heart condition. Despite that, she still wanted to have a child with her first love, Eugene Dyer. I refused without a second thought. Ten months later, Eugene's mother, Susan Turner, passed away. Her eyes were still wide open as if refusing to accept death without ever holding her grandchild. Overcome with guilt for failing his mother, Eugene took his own life in his small, rundown apartment. Valerie, consumed by grief and anger, took us on a road trip, only to crash the car head-on into a truck without hesitation. She shouted, "It's your fault Eugene died! If you had let me give him a child, he never would have ended up like that! His whole family is gone, so yours doesn't deserve to live either!" When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Valerie first asked to have Eugene's child. This time, I forced a small smile and said, "Darling, go ahead. Our whole family will support you."