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Ruby Blues, a seventeen year old final year high schooler has to change schools for the new year. She moves over to her aunt's house for the holidays trying to prepare her mind for the new year. Her one rule, NO MORE BOYS.James Llock, everybody's favorite comes into the story. He's everything she's running away from but why does she run into him every direction she takes. Everyone says yes but she says no. Will James be able to stop her from building walls around her heart? Or will he help put the finishing touches to her wall?Years after their separation, the tables are turned and Ruby now has to win back the heart of the only man she sees. James is now a hardened man with all life challenges making him who he now is.Live through the story of Ruby and James and watch their choices see them scale through the mess that is their lives.--------------------------------------------This book is an originalNo copies of this bookNo Fan Fictions of this bookNo interpretations in any other language All rights reserved

I know every single detail about your life, where you work, all your friends, where you love to hang out, why you moved out of your parents house. But most importantly, how to kill your partner. Chelsea has the perfect life, a dream job, loving father and best friend. All that was missing is boyfriend. At first glance, one would think Chelsea is a stalker but in truth it is just the twisted mind of someone else.

Twenty seven year old trust fund baby Sawyer Driscoll has way too much time on her hands, and even she knows it. Emotionally scarred with crippling abandonment issues, she finds solace in whimsical Kate Lovelace's comforting presence– the breathtaking lifeguard two years her junior who heroically rescued her from nearly drowning while drunk at Naples beach. At around the same time, she becomes drawn to mysterious Blythe Collier– an aspiring Conductor in her early thirties dead set on fulfilling her longtime dream of working with world renowned Orchestras. After meeting at a local Lesbian nightclub roughly three weeks later, the two hit it off immediately with their mutual love for body shots and the fine art of instrumental music. Her only issue? She's already heavily involved with Kate. The solution to crafty Sawyer's dilemma is simple; Date them both. What could go wrong? Assuming they don't catch on to the idea that their charming girlfriend wants to have her cake and eat it too, that is. Two's company, three's a crowd; Everyone says so, right? ...But does it have to be? *Disclaimer* - Strong sexual content, difficult mental health topics, and discussions of death, self harm, and suicide. 18+, please 2020 All Rights Reserved (you know how it goes)

Seven years ago, I ignored my girlfriend's heart-wrenching pleas and ruthlessly severed our relationship. Now, after seven long years, she had risen to the top—and she was back, ready for her wedding. She didn't come home for mere celebration, though. She came for revenge. She obliterated the company my father had spent his entire life building and did not stop until she shattered his leg, forcing him to endure unimaginable pain. It was all so I'd be forced to go to her wedding and beg for forgiveness. But that wasn't enough. She wanted more. She hissed, brandishing a blade, "If Matthew's not here in ten minutes, I'll slice off a finger for every minute he's late." My autistic brother's fingers, the only way he could create art, became a bargaining chip in her sadistic game. Dad's anguished cries filled the air as he pleaded for mercy, but she was not done. She wanted to tear my family apart piece by piece. My mom, fragile and trapped in the haze of Alzheimer's, was next. Her mind, already slipping, crumbled under the relentless torment. She cracked, completely lost to the madness. With tears streaming down his face, Dad said, "My son died the day you left for abroad."

The world is full of corruption, tragedy, and disaster. Rape, murder, embezzlement, human trafficking. You name it. There is nothing humans won’t do for money, power or self-gratification. More than that it always seems that the downtrodden and the good-natured always suffer the most. The cherry on top? All this suffering is supposed to be rewarded in heaven when you die…if you make it there that is. Sounds ridiculous, right? Don’t worry you aren’t alone. My name is Jasmine Peters and I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired as the world around me crumbles while Sky Daddy watches from his ivory tower. I was cursed with the ability to read minds and now I’m owning this curse on my own terms and saving whoever I can with it. If God won’t help us… I will.Gabriel: I’ll never understand The Almighty’s infatuation with these creatures. Humans demand so much, but yet they give so little and whatever they are given they destroy. The audacity of this human especially leaves me particularly annoyed. She dares to defy divinity and scoffs in the face of The Almighty when it was divinity that has gifted her with the ability to do so in the first place. Only a creature as lost as a human would be given a gift and label it a curse. Nonetheless, as the hand of The Almighty, I will do as I am asked by tending the flock and heard this lost sheep back to pasture. As troublesome as she may be, I fear there is something much more sinister at play and she appears to be at the epicenter of this chaos.

Love is magical and cannot be explained. Cherry Gilles an ordinary high school dropout working for billionaire Rex Angelo as his secretary and tea girl. She unintentionally falls in love with him when she was supposed to hate him, it brought a lot of serious scandals and complications in their relationship as boss and employee. Until Kayla Angelo steps into their lives and gives it a 360 turn. Love is a strange word to Cherry and she hates it. The word ‘love’ did nothing in her lifetime because it is not real and blames herself for falling in love with Rex. Their relationship wasn’t supposed to be, it was forbidden, dangerous and foolish. "What can I do to get this foreign feeling from my chest." Cherry pleads.

Being in an entangled world of hate and love, she faces hate at one side, love at another like everyone in the world, Amelia is stuck between the quarrels of her parents with the neighbour and her unrequited love, Andrew Campbell (neighbours son) who is supposed to be her rival. When she realised, being with him only happens in her fantasies, she decided to give up on her love but an incident occurs which brings Amelia and Andrew together giving Amelia a chance to confess her love to him. After knowing Andrew has a girlfriend, it breaks her heart again. She will get used to being heartbroken but the love for him never changed over the time even though she got hurt many times. Will Amelia confess her love to him or will she engulf her love and remain as a coward?

" I hate you but I want to kiss you." His husky voice whispered into my ears as he pinned me against the wall. It was getting hot in here and down there as well. "Go ahead, after all, we are frenemies." I bit my lips as we maintained eye contact. He groaned before locking his lips with mine and fondling my bosom. *** Riley Anderson is the son of a Billionaire, he's arrogant, proud and bipolar, he has severe anger issues, he's not your typical player because he's selective with the girls he wants, he's the definition of player who got played by his high school ex girlfriend when he became vulnerable, he detest love. Ivy Moore, she's the daughter of a Billionaire who deals on real estate, she's beautiful and antisocial, she hasn't been lucky in the relationship and friendship department either because of her past experiences, she doesn't want to be shot by Cupid. They meet in college and hatred becomes the order of the day, they can't stand each other, they are either bickering or lip locking or even worst, fucking their brains out. Will enemies ever become lovers?.

A group of unexpected guests suddenly barged into my relative’s funeral. The woman, Xena Carter, leading them claimed to be my husband’s girlfriend and declared that she was here to punish me, the supposed mistress. Out of respect for the funeral, I did not want to make a scene, so I calmly suggested she wait until it was over. But out of nowhere, she lashed out and ordered her group to shred all of my clothes. My relatives around us did nothing and watched coldly as it happened. I calmly dusted myself off, stood up, and led her over to the urn. "This urn for my mother was bought by your boyfriend. It cost nearly a million!" As expected, the mistress flew into a rage, smashing the urn to pieces. "You shameless family of lowlifes! Don’t think you’ll get a single cent from my boyfriend, even in death!" What she did not know was that when I said "mother," I was referring to my husband’s mother, my mother-in-law. She was causing a scene at my mother-in-law’s funeral, and she had just smashed her urn to pieces.

Royal Mocetti found himself babysitting Raphaela when the Marcos family requested him to look after their daughter. He was protective of her. He took care of her and loved her as his own sister. Meanwhile, after the heartbreak, Raphaela swore she would never fall in love again. But being with Royal was a home to her heart. He was everything that she needed. Yet, she couldn't fall in love with him. He had a girlfriend who later on became his fiancé. What could a mere girl do about that?