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"You saw what happened... but you don't know the true story behind that." Luna Montecillo was the lowest of their class ranking. For her, that was the most embarassing moment of her life and her downfall as student. Because of that, she decided to ran away and stay away from people who judged her without even knowing her story behind that grades. During her solitude, she didn't expect that she will be the witness of Marcus Ibasco's crime: and murder case that he commited to his girlfriend. For Luna Almira who was a minor during the crime, it wasn't easy for her to forget and move on from what she saw. She doesn't even know what to do because she was scared when Marcus threatened her. But Amorsolo Xavier, who saved Luna from Marcus, forced her to report it to the police and sit inside the court as witness. Could Luna face her trauma and say what she witnessed that night? Or let her fear eat her and let the criminal live his life like nothing happened?

As per my father’s offer, I decided to leave both my son and husband behind and go back home where I would become his little girl again. That decision came after I heard my family’s true thoughts following my surgery. My husband thought, “It was just a minor issue! Why did she stay in the hospital for so long? She’s back and has yet to do any chores. Can’t she see that my suit needs ironing?” My son thought, “She spent so much money on that surgery, and now she’s even drinking my favorite yogurt! Why can’t she be a successful businesswoman like Sarah? All she does is stay in the house and act like a freeloader!” My mother-in-law thought, “She had to come back right when I’m making chicken soup, of all times! She can just drink the dishwater for all I care.” Feeling utterly disappointed, I turned around and closed the door. Then I called my father. “Yes, it’s just me. I’m not bringing anyone.”

In Kieran Chase's eyes, I was not his wife. I was a non-performing asset waiting to be liquidated. When I got sick and asked for help, he became impatient. He said, "This is a minor problem. You can handle it on your own. No need to tell anyone." When I broke down in tears, he reprimanded me. "Losing emotional control shows weakness. It exposes the fragility of our alliance. I'll have the PR team teach you emotional management." Even when I called for help after a car accident, he hung up. "Nothing about you is important enough to interrupt a transaction worth hundreds of millions." I spent seven days in the ICU fighting for my life. On my first day home, I found Kieran leaning over another woman, his voice suddenly soft and coaxing as he convinced her to take her medicine. He opened his mouth to explain. I smiled bitterly and handed him the papers I'd prepared long ago. My tone mirrored his perfectly. "Mr. Chase, regarding our marriage project, the return on investment is unacceptably low after comprehensive evaluation. I'm formally proposing we terminate our cooperation. "Here's the divorce agreement. Sign it."

Trapped in a sweltering 40-degree sauna room, I overheard my older brothers talking outside. My second-oldest brother, Sean Lambert, remarked, "This kid is too stubborn. We need to teach her a lesson." My third-oldest brother, Jacob Lambert, replied, "The temperature has been adjusted. She won't die." I was locked up alone for 72 hours. It was their way of punishing me because of my stepsister. Yet, they were the ones who used to love me the most. My father was a business tycoon, my eldest brother, Axel Lambert, was skilled in finance, Sean was a legal expert, and Jacob was a medical prodigy. My mother passed away after fulfilling her mission, leaving these four men to look after me. They once showered me with love like I was their precious gem, until I turned five. That's when my stepmother and her daughter came into the picture, and I was banished to the housekeeper's room. Their attention shifted entirely to my stepsister. Whenever she cried, my father would bring out the punishment box for me to draw lots. 72 hours passed, but no one came to open the door. Before I blacked out, a few lines of small text popped up before my eyes: [The minor character is about to die. Once she dies, she can be reunited with her mother.]

Robert Houston grew up with an arrogant and uncaring attitude. He never gave a damn about anyone except for his grandfather who raised him. His grandfather forced him to get married and Robert agreed since he could not go against his grandfather's wish, but unfortunately the woman he was married to was not able to conceive. Lavender was an innocent and sweet looking girl but after her family went bankrupt, her life became harder. She was forced to take on minor jobs in order to take care of her grandfather who was bedridden. One day her distant uncle forced her to sign some papers that she did not know will change her life for ever. She was to give birth to a son for the Houston family since the young madame of the family could not conceive. Lavender only realised that she had been tricked after she was led to a secluded villa outside the city. After five years, in Robert's office. "Mr Houston, are you under some kind of spell?" Lavender asked, feeling incredulous at the man who was staring at her with undisguised lust. "Yes, I think so!" Robert answered. "Do you know who enchanted me?" He continued with a question. Lavender shook her head. "It was you, you are the one who enchanted me!" "Me?" "Yes you!"

Asher and Malachi Wild, identical twin Vampire Princes, and second in line for the throne, are having some minor business troubles. Mystery crates are being moved using their import-export business, in shipments both into and out of the country. They don't know who, or why, or how it's happening. They get frustrated and go for a drive to clear their heads, and end up at a pub. A mysterious red-headed bartender catches their eye, for more than one reason. She's impressive, in all the right ways. Curves for days, strong, mysterious, and able to kill a nearly seven foot tall man while barely breaking a sweat. Now if they could just get her to talk to them and give them her name... Eliza Wellsong, Head of the Assassin's Guild for England. There are one and a half-thousand people under her command, and she's half-forced to take a night off by her second in command. She goes to the local pub to help out her friend, the owner of the pub, Molly, instead. Then the two princes walk in, and they just can't keep their eyes off her. She's confused, she's fat, and not that pretty, what the fuck is up with them? But then they're kind to her, and honest. It's a nice change of pace, and they're handsome enough, maybe she should let them in?

My name is Aria, so I’ve been told. Last week I was a normal girl about to celebrate her eighteenth birthday. Today I woke up and I can’t even remember my own name. Everyone says I’m not acting like myself but how can I when I don’t remember anything? The touch of THOSE three elicits unfamiliar sensations, can I trust them? Who can I trust if I can’t trust myself? Excerpt: I was shocked. This fine piece of man has never had a girlfriend? “Why not?” I asked him. “I was saving myself for my mate. You don’t know how long I’ve waited for you. How long the three of us waited,” he answered. “Waited as in no girlfriends?” I asked. He smirked, “princess, you’re my first everything. Our first everything.” He winked at me when realization hit. Oh my god. We were all virgins. They saved themselves for me. Trigger Warnings: Blood/blood play Murder/death Abuse of a minor/abuse Dubious consent Compelling (the act of forcing one to do things against their will) Violence Attempted sexual assault

CONTENT WARNING - This book contains minor depictions of violence, abuse and other dark themes that might not be suitable to viewers less than 18. Viewers discretion is advised. Rated 18+ Proceed with caution. *** When Demon King Klaus Lavon discovers a fleeing young lady in his castle, she awakens a feeling of lust and emotion in his dead soul and he is reluctant to let her go. Striking a deal with her, he keeps her under his wings, but can Klaus control the raging hormones in him whenever he’s near his beloved human mate? Be killed, or be a slave? These are the options given to 19 year old Arabella Tudor, fleeing orphan and shameless thief. She has no one to go to, safe for an uncle who maltreats and despises her, and she would rather die, than be sold of to cruel men in exchange for her freedom. Meeting Klaus Lavon, is not something she would have imagined, and vowing to work her way out of his hornet nest, Arabella is stuck when fate has other options for her. Soon she finds herself entangled in a world filled with Demons, supernatural creatures and other dangers from the past lurking behind, with no way out!

Daisy Poppy Carter has always been around Anderson boys. But the only one who became her secret crush was Theo. But Theo’s hoards of girlfriends put her in a difficult position with her feelings. So she left everything to fate. Until one minor incident changed her perspective on things. Her return and a few encounters with Theo have her on the road to making at least one go for him. On the other hand, Theo Hunter Anderson had never looked at Daisy in that light because of two reasons. The first reason is that she is his father's goddaughter; and the second reason is that he doesn't have to. In the meantime, his life changes when his Mom makes a condition, and Daisy is part of it. Despite Theo's efforts, fate intervenes again and again in his life. Would they be willing to give each other a chance? Would Theo be able to deny Daisy's advances? Would Daisy be able to gain Theo's love? Disclaimer:- English is not my first language. So if you see any grammatical mistake, please try to ignore it and focus on the story.This is a work of fiction. So anything mentioned is just for fiction use and my imagination.

I plan a family trip at my mother Lucia Sweeney's request. While avoiding the danger zones, my sister Linda Harper and I are ambushed by rogues. To protect her, I throw myself in the path of their claws and get driven into a silver mine. As I fall, my back is slashed open to the bone, and shards of silver embed deep into my right leg. The searing silver poison spreads quickly, burning through me and my wolf. My wolf is whimpering—she's close to death. However, as the pack's chief healer, Mom gathers all the healers around Linda to give her a full check-up over a few minor scrapes. I sob and beg her to save me first. "Mom, the poison has almost reached my heart. I can't hold on anymore." She turns around impatiently and yells, "Are you seriously still fighting with Linda now? Do you have any idea how close she came to getting clawed in the face by a silver claw? Our pack doesn't have a wolf as heartless as you!" And in that moment, I hear my wolf's final whimper, saying goodbye. I finally fall asleep in the cold wind, never waking up again.