Reflection In Waves

"We'd like you to come with us to the station immediately," Vanessa's heart began to beat faster, "I don't understand," she said, "What for?" "Mrs Spencer, you're wanted as a prime suspect in the murder of your husband, Mr Christopher Wesley. You need to come with us to the station for questioning. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do or say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. I suggest you don't try to resist. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?" Vanessa's jaw dropped. Christopher was dead! It was impossible to believe. She'd just spoken to him that afternoon. It had to be a mistake. She nodded, "I…. I…. I need to call my lawyer," she said, when she finally found her tongue," "Ma'am, you can do that at the station. Turn around, please," —----------- Politician and governorship aspirant , Christopher Wesley is dead ; shot in the head right in his own house. The killer is unknown, but the police have a suspect —his estranged wife, Vanessa Spencer Detective Alaric Harper and his partner are placed in charge of this case and at first Alaric is certain that Vanessa had killed her husband. Her motive? He's not sure of. Could it be spite? Maybe the money? Or maybe she just got tired of him delaying their divorce? He's determined to find out and he's sure that he will, but one thing he never expected — falling for her…..

Despite coming from different social classes, Aspen and Lexa were best friends... Inseparable,,, until that fateful day that changed everything. When Lexa shows up out of the blue again, years later, desperate for help to save her friends and her people. Aspen has always been a good girl and never asked too many questions, but to ease her mind, she decides to go prove herself right. However, nothing is as it seems, and it sends her spiraling on a hunt to discover a truth that has been kept from her. But choosing between her family and what's right, is hardly an easy choice, and Lexa is nothing like the girl she once knew. But to save themselves, they have to risk everything. And nothing is more terrifying than that.

The sound of the liquor bottle breaking echoed against the walls of that room, making her flinched. She gazed into those intoxicated piercing green eyes hovering over her. "Leave from my room right now, Damien," her sapphire orbs filled with tears of terror, whereas her grip tightened on the towel covering her wet bare body but the person before her didn't follow her words. A shiver ran down her spine when he placed his both palms on the glass door behind her, caging her completely. "We will talk tomorrow when you will be sober up but please leave now," she attempted to push him away but her body froze when he pinned both of her wrists above her head, resulting in the towel slipping from her body. Her naked body trembled, both in fear and cold but the blazing rage in those bloodshed green eyes flamed up her being. She tried to wiggle out from his hold until…. "Do you still love him, Zia?" His question stabbed inside her heart like a dagger. Her tears of fear turned into anger. After she submitted every single inch of her to him last night, he was still asking her that question. "What if I said, yes…I still love Dylan then?" She challenged him but immediately hissed in pain when he dug his fingers in her tender skin. "Then I will kill him right in front of you," his cavernous voice husked against her lips but his words glossed her eyes more. How can he be so cruel that he didn't hesitate before thinking about killing his own brother? Her heart clenched when he pressed his lips against her and whispered those words in her mouth. "Because I will be the only person to ruin you in my love, Zia Damien Karlson,"

Cassandra Leosa is a pregnant woman and a wife to Liro Regis. She's an unhappy wife because she was impregnate by mistakes. Her husband is in love to her sister named Lianne. Her family and her colleagues hated her because she was accused by stealing Liro from her sister. One day, a man with the same face of her husband appeared in front of her. That man claimed that he's the father of the child. Cassandra is confused that's why she started to investigate.

Jamie Reed works at Bar Della Luna to survive after losing his parents. Adrian DeLuca, the bar’s unseen owner and Mafia King of La Corona Nera, becomes fixated on him. What begins as quiet observation turns into emotional and physical obsession. As Adrian pulls Jamie closer, danger follows. Jamie uncovers the truth about Adrian’s identity and must decide whether love is worth the violence that comes with it. Meanwhile, Lily Grant’s jealousy and rival syndicates push events toward bloodshed. Adrian must choose between control and change. Jamie must choose between safety and love.

Hannah and Zachary are pulled into an uncanny union when their parents have to merge companies. Their marriage has a rocky start and Hannah somehow falls pregnant and realizes she doesn't want to remain in an unhappy union. But Zachary wants his child and proposes that they try to act like a real couple and decide their marriage's fate after the child is born. Sparks soon begin to fly even in the midst of chaos. Would they work things out despite Zachary's dark past that continues to haunt her even while having nothing to do with it? Or would they have to be co-parents for the rest of their lives? Would they even survive the several attacks on their lives especially Hannah's? Read to find out,.

Caroline Shenton had been the unwavering presence by Evan Jordan's side for the longest time. In the sprawling city of Angelbay, she was believed to be the treasured queen of the enigmatic third scion of the Jordan family, an untouchable and sacred beauty. Yet, deep down, Caroline knew she was merely a substitute, a stand-in for his one true love.On the day he finally found his true love, Evan callously discarded Carolynn like a worn-out shoe. Feeling disheartened and disillusioned, her spirit grew cold, and with her unborn child, she chose to forge a new path far away.Little did she know, Evan descended into madness, oblivious to the fact that the one he had spent a decade searching for, his true love, had been right by his side all along...

"You're so beautiful the stars would cry" He whispered against her neck, sending shivers down to her spine... What happens when the Duke Elijah develops and unhealthy obsession towards his brother's wife? And is willing to do anything to have her all for himself. [MATURE CONTENT, R@PE, ABUSE, VIOLENCE] | this is my story! My imagination so do not copy it| PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME

Elizabeth Santillan, also known as Liza, was born into an affluent Ilocos family. She is a wonderful woman with a beautiful figure. Whenever they perform the deed, she is generally bored. And her desire is never strong enough to make her fully surrender to s*x. As a result, Liza is looking for a man who can make her feel hot and aroused enough to offer her what she desires. But in the end, while looking for the man, she realize, s*x is not her goal in the first place. Her most desire is to be loved and be loved. Is there a chance that someone will fulfill her desire? Is Gabriel Donovan capable of meeting her needs?

When the flood hit, my husband, Patrick Holmes, who was part of the rescue team, stood between me and his first love, Victoria Clarke, torn with hesitation written all over his face. Without thinking twice, I shoved the only lifebuoy into Victoria's arms. In my previous life, Patrick had handed the lifebuoy to me instead and stayed behind with Victoria, choosing to die alongside her. Just before they both drowned, rescuers arrived in the nick of time and pulled him out, but Victoria didn't make it—she drowned that day. After that, he devoted himself completely to me, taking care of me in every moment of our daily lives. I had thought that the disaster made him cherish me more, but I was wrong—so terribly wrong. While I was hospitalized, Patrick unplugged my oxygen tank himself. He hissed, "If you hadn't insisted on going home to rest that day, I wouldn't have been torn on who to save, and she wouldn't have died. Now, you'll atone to her in the afterlife." I struggled helplessly as my vision blurred and death crept in. Then, everything went dark. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day the flood began.