Prove Them Wrong

I’m trouble for anyone who crosses my path. I am heartless and selfish. I don’t care about anyone or anything in this world. When you grow up in a house full of lies, distress and abuse, those walls go up high and thick. Anyone with any sense knows not to get involved with me. I hurt people and destroy their lives without a care in the world. The world has given me nothing. Why should I give it anything? I am comfortable with who I am, and if people have an issue with it, that’s their problem, not mine. Unlike others, I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not. What you see is what you get with me. When Aubrey unexpectedly enters my life, all I desire is to have her as my own. I should steer clear. She is my brother’s wife’s cousin. The fact that she is off-limits only increases my desire for her. She is sweet and nice. She has already been through a lot. It should be enough to keep me away, but it isn’t. I will do whatever it takes. Aubrey will be mine, even if just for one night, regardless of what I have to do. Nothing and no one can stand in my way. I thought I would ruin her life, but she ended up changing mine. Cover by Covers By Sophie Update Schedule: Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday.

Meeting Mr. Right is every girl's dream, but how do you really know that he is the one?What happens when a girl get married to Mr. Wrong?Joanna Williams is your typical girl. She wants to be loved right and she literally can't wait to say her vows to her fiancé Matthew Bryant and live happily ever after.But what happens when she finds out that Matthew is her Mr. Wrong????

Angel Madrigal enjoys a luxurious life, a family that is ready to support the path she wants, and twins who are always by her side. She's lucky in the life she has, and she couldn't ask for anything more. But when a big disaster came in her life that almost caused her perfect world to collapse due to the death of her twin that she could not accept, this caused her to lose her way. Her heart is broken and crushed by this painful incident. Her faith and trust in God have been lost. She goes to the bar to forget her problems with alcohol, then she meets Daemon Gabrielle Santiago, a happy-go-lucky guy and he has a connection in a dangerous world of mafia's. Even though they both strangers to each other, they still become friends. Maybe because they are going through the same thing; they are both going to lose their way and don't know if there lives have a destination. In the dark world, can love make it clear? In a chaotic world, can love fix it? Would you dare to fall in love on the wrong path? •••LARDZENIXX•••

The day I was awarded the highest service medal, I got a call that my grandfather had died. My superiors approved emergency leave, and I rushed straight back to the family estate without stopping. The moment I reached the hillside cemetery behind the house, what I saw snapped something inside me. Our family burial ground had been completely leveled. My parents' graves had been dug open. Their urns had been turned into flower pot bases, with dark-red roses planted right on top of them. My grandfather's coffin had been split apart. His body was left exposed in the dirt, already starting to rot. And my younger brother, Jerry Horton, who was on the autism spectrum, was being ordered around like a laborer by my husband's assistant, Digby Wolfe, hauling construction materials back and forth. I lost it. I grabbed Digby and slammed him into the ground with a hard shoulder throw. "You touched my family's graves and made my brother do manual labor. Are you trying to get buried here with them?" Digby coughed up blood as he struggled to his feet, sneering at me. "This was Mr. Gray's decision. He said your family plot is in a good location, with plenty of space. It's perfect for building a golf course for the future Mrs. Gray. In Joule, Mr. Gray is the law." His tone was icy. "And who do you think you are?" I swallowed my rage and called Marshall Gray. "I hear you run Joule," I said. "Well, I'm about to change that."

Margot belong to a very wealthy and respected family. Her parents never forget to treat her like a princess, she got everything she wants in life. Having a luxurious life is not new to her. As her parents spoiled her, they also remind her always to always look decent and respected woman to everyone. Delicacy. That's what her mother always remind her in every places she go. She had flings and her mother was okay to that set up, what her parents hate is to jump in every men she wants. Her parents, especially her father is against of early pregnancy. Even though she's old enough her dad's still doesn't want her to get pregnant by random man and not married. Marriage before sex, is the rule in there family. But what happened if in just one night she got her self pregnant by an unknown guy? How would her parents react if they will know it? Can she keep it to her self? And to add more to her problem the guy who she was sex with, just appears in nowhere and say he will support the baby without marriage. This guy, doesn't believe that marriage and was never in his mind to that stupid thing as he say so. How would she explain that to her parents? And how would she decline the guys offer if it's not only the baby she wants to support but to her also? She thought if they get married she will be happy but that's not what happened. He accused her of something she can't do and that is to kill their baby.

After a brutal breakup and one too many whiskies, Arielle Lawson makes the mistake she swore she’d never repeat—she calls her ex. She never saved his number; she memorized it. Heart memory. Muscle memory. Bad-decision memory. But the man who answers isn’t Daniel. He’s calm. Controlled. Amused by the drunken stranger ranting about betrayal, wasted years, and ruined wedding plans. Arielle hangs up, mortified, convinced the mistake ends there. It doesn’t. Because the number she dialed belongs to Kael Virelli, the elusive leader of a multi-million-dollar anti-government underground syndicate known as The Black Ledger—a man feared by politicians, hunted by intelligence agencies, and obeyed without question. Kael should forget the call. He should erase the number. Instead, he calls back. What begins as anonymous late-night conversations becomes a dangerous ritual neither of them can break. Arielle finds comfort in the mysterious stranger who listens without judgment and understands her in ways no one ever has. Kael becomes addicted to the only person who speaks to him like he’s human—not a weapon, not a myth. Then fate intervenes. When Arielle unknowingly witnesses a violent operation tied to The Black Ledger, the voice she trusts becomes the name everyone fears. Overnight, she transforms from a stranger into a liability—a loose end that Kael’s world would normally erase without hesitation. But Arielle isn’t just anyone. She’s the woman who called him at his most human… and made him answer. Now Kael must choose between protecting the empire he built in shadows or protecting the girl who accidentally dialed her way into his life. Because in a world of secrets, betrayal, and blood money, the most dangerous mistake he ever made wasn’t answering the call. It was falling for the girl who made it.

My brother brings home a scheming girlfriend. He wants to kick me out of the house for her sake and claims that everything at home belongs to him. I hand the company over with both hands and leave without hesitation. Less than a month later, my brother, who can't manage the company, grovels at my feet and begs me to return.

When I went to buy a new house, all I found was crumpled newspaper where my savings should've been. I almost called the cops—until I found out Tony Jarrett, my own husband, had blown seven years of my hard-earned cash on a shiny new motorcycle. For Pauline Schmidt. His ex. I asked why. He just shrugged. "She's a single mom. Life's tough. This way, she won't have to walk so much." I wanted to scream, but I swallowed it down. Made him at least get an IOU from her. While I was busy sourcing stuff for the factory, a flood warning hit our town. And Tony? Out buying toy cars with Pauline and her kid. Our son was home alone, trying to stay above water. I was back. Like life hit rewind and dropped me into that exact day. The day he gave her the motorcycle. I saw them—laughing, tight, like their own little picture-perfect family. But I didn't cry this time. Didn't beg. Just turned and walked off.

On my birthday, I proposed a family trip to the northern grasslands. My younger sister, Clara Harrington, who was studying in the southern territory, decided to drive through the forest to meet up with us. But unexpectedly, she was attacked by Rogue wolves in the woods, and her body was never found. My parents, Oscar Harrington and Margaret Vale, placed all the blame on me for her death and cast me out of the family. Overwhelmed with guilt and sorrow, I left the pack to atone for my sins. I took on odd jobs to earn money to send home, all while searching for any trace of Clara. Three years later, I found myself in the southern territory and began working as a delivery runner for a forest cafe. One day, while delivering an order to Werewolf Academy, I saw my parents and Clara standing at the school gate. She said, "Dad, Mom, Adeline has been wandering for three years. Shouldn't we let her come home?" But my mother replied calmly, "She is too selfish. It's only right that she suffers a little. We can bring her back once she realizes her mistakes." My father nodded in agreement. "Let her wander for another year. We'll bring her home next year." I clutched my stomach, my face pale as I forced out a bitter laugh. Three years of exhaustion had left me gravely ill. My wolf was gone, and I only had three days left to live. I could't wait until next year for my father to come and take me home.

We had been dating for ten years before my boyfriend, Shawn Jepson, agreed to marry me.  When the wedding photographer asked us to pose a few kissing shots, Shawn claimed he had germophobia and walked out on me.  I awkwardly apologized to the team.  Taxis were a rare commodity during blizzards, so I trudged through the snow to get home.  To my dismay, I stumbled upon Shawn tongue-deep into his crush’s throat in what was supposed to be our marital home.  “Just say the word, Casey, and I’ll leave Jessica.”  Later, word went around that Shawn searched the world for his ex-fiancee, begging her to return.