Rascal Does Not Dream Light

Albert Roosevelt was the crush I was never meant to have. Like an idiot, I believed loving someone meant giving them everything, even if they didn't care about you. So, I trailed after him like a desperate puppy, bending over backward to meet his every whim. When he couldn't afford tuition, I begged Dad to fund him, sending him to the best schools. When his worn-out clothes made him a laughingstock, I pitied him and showered him with designer labels. And what did he do? He used what I gave him to chase after a gold-digging campus belle. To keep up appearances, he blew through money like it grew on trees. He even spread rumors that he was the real heir to the Roosevelts. To him, I was just an ATM. "Your family's loaded. It's not like you'll miss a few hundred grand. If you're gonna be stingy, maybe you should stop following me around," he said when his wallet ran dry. And like a fool, I believed that if I kept paying, someday, he'd love me back. After graduation, I funded his startup. The second it took off, he married the campus belle. He had the nerve to claim he earned everything through nothing but hard work. So, I crashed his wedding, and he buried a knife in my chest. "Only when you're dead, Eve Roosevelt. Only then will my pathetic past stay buried." When I opened my eyes again, I was face-to-face with a scowling Albert. "You can't scrape together a few hundred thousand dollars? It's Bianca's birthday. Are you trying to humiliate me?" I looked around the room and rolled my eyes. "Sure, I'll pay. But first? Kneel. You look pretty enough. Consider it charity, peasant."

Abby and her twin brother, Adam were once normal teenagers with normal teenage issues until the day they clocked 18 and turned into something they never knew existed. Werewolves. After that day, they were avoided and abandoned by everyone they loved, everyone they called their family and friends. Their lives were in danger, so they ran. They faced a lot of problems and threats during their journey to accept themselves and they also found true love and friendship along the way. But now, they're back in town and are going to give all the assholes who left them a run for their money. Revenge has never been served this cold before...

Fated But Not Destined Synopsis According to the mates, they are fated mates that are destined for each other. But according to their packs and parents They are just a mere fated mates that are not destined for each other and can never be together. “He is not your destined mate!!!.” “He is just a normal fated mate that the moon goddess punished you with that you can reject anytime. “But I don’t want to reject him.” “You must reject him!!!” “Why should I reject him!!!?” “Because he is a Lycan, Lycans and Werewolves are sworn enermies!! IT IS AN ABOMINATION FOR A LYCAN AND A WEREWOLF TO BE TOGETHER.

First love is supposed to fade. Yours became an obsession. Liam Thorne was everything to you—his warmth, his kindness, his adorable quirks. You risked it all and confessed, only for him to break your heart with three devastating words: "This is my girlfriend." Ten years later, you've painstakingly rebuilt your life, securing a prestigious job at the Aethelgard Corporation in the gleaming city of Aethelburg. But on your first day, your past walks through the door. There he is, your first love, now your cold, demanding boss who treats you like a total stranger. Blinded by a decade of pain, you unleash your fury on him… until a shocking revelation changes everything. The man in front of you isn't Liam. He's his older brother, and your fresh start just became a beautiful, complicated nightmare.

Alexander Davis, a popular singer in Las Vegas. Member if KAM BOYS, A popular music band. He has everything he want. Money, look, killer body, women flocking around him and rich parent. He's life was perfectly fine until one day an anonymous rumour was spread about him being a gay. One thing Alex despises is love and ladies. He believes lady should be dump and replace ASAP. One thing which make him hate ladies was is ex girlfriend. He caught his ex girlfriend cheating on him with his cousin which caused him heartbreak. After surviving a ghastly car accident. He was assigned a personal nurse who looked after him. Stacey Jones, a twenty three year nurse. Grow up in an orphanage after losing her parent in a fire explosion. Her life was perfect until she was assigned as the person nurse of Alexander Davis. The duo swear to make each other life unbearable and a living hell. Things become worst for Alex when his ex girlfriend came back claiming she love him and she's not ready to give up for they love

Marcello believed his life is perfect, he got a perfect job, a perfect wife, perfect house. What more could he ask for? Marc knew he had gotten everything good in life, Little did he know this was just the beginning of his mystery, an exodus of his his life shattering into tiny pieces. His only mistake was that he had come home early, too early.

"You don't have to like me Leila, but I sure as hell won't let you hate me" I pause, glaring at him. "What choice do I have?" His eyes crawl down my body, making the feeling I've fought to bury bubble to the top. "The only one's that's available" he Whispered against my ear. "Because I've no intention of letting you go" Werewolves exist. Human Slave Rogue. Whichever you choose, their all the same in the werewolf realm. When things take a turn for the worst, Grayson's eyes are turned on me, the little frail human that he orders to lift her skirt but won't ever will. No one refuses his order, but I'm not a possession or anyone's whore. How persistent can one man be? Especially when there's nothing that points to rewriting the stars of fate.

Vixen is a fulfilled country side wolfless omega girl, who is happily married to the her mate, the alpha prince of their small pack, with 3 kids, or so she thought. Her world is crushed when she finds out that her husband was only using her, and that he is secretly married to her bestfriend. She is thrown out of her matrimonial home, and loses both of her children to the cold hands of death on the same day. Driven by hate, and in her pursuit for revenge she finds herself in a cindicate. There she meets Roman, her other mate, a heartless, broken hearted lycan king mafia underboss, who despises women. He falls madly in love with her, and helps establish her to the point where she returns for her revenge. Only problem is Roman doesn't want to share his mate with another. What is going happen when Vixen returns back to her ex, her mate?. Will her feelings be rekindled for him?. What would Roman do, when he finds that the woman he is obsessed with being close to her ex? Would he be able to control his emotions, or will his jealousy leads him into hurting the only thing that matters to him? Find out on DAMAGED BUT NOT BROKEN.

After getting into an accident, I pretend to be an amnesiac to pull a prank on my husband and son. "Who are you guys?" I ask. A hint of delight flickers in my son's eyes. He pulls a woman waiting outside the hospital ward inside and says, "My parents and I came to visit you, ma'am." My husband watches all of this happen without saying a word. He doesn't correct our son.

Oscar Miller was Shirley Bishop's personal bodyguard, but when she got attacked on her birthday, he shielded her foster sister, Myra Bishop, with his own body. Shirley got cut three times—once across her face, once on her arm, and a third that stabbed her lower abdomen, leaving her unable to have children ever again. But even after all that, she still wanted to marry him. Later, Oscar did marry her—but he never touched her, not even once, all the way until his death. At his funeral, the insurance company showed up. "Mr. Miller purchased a large insurance policy before his death. The beneficiary is Ms. Myra Bishop." That was when Shirley realized that after all these years, Oscar had never gotten over Myra. Now, she had been reborn to when her father asked her to choose from four men she had grown up with to be her husband. This time, she decided to fulfill his wish and picked someone else.