Save Yourself By My Darkest Days

"Say you love me," Gabriel growled, his body slamming into mine with brutal force. I bit my lip hard, tears welling in my eyes. ‘No,’ I managed to whisper, my voice barely audible. He thrust harder, as if trying to consume me. "Just say it. Pretend for once." "Never." I swallowed the moan rising in my throat. In the midst of his frantic thrust, we both reached a climax. It was absurd-- two people who hated each other so deeply, yet perfectly attuned in bed. We'd known each other for ten years, but Gabriel’s hatred for me was palpable. He blamed me for the deaths of his mother and brother, making me the scapegoat for his grief and rage. He made things difficult for me, treating me like his personal plaything. But I loved him, secretly. A love poisoned by pain and humiliation, suffocating me all the time. Then, one day, he pressed a trembling kiss to my lips and pleaded, "Camille, don’t leave me. Never."

The day CARL BRADFORD offered me the contract: "These are the laid-down rules; Rule Number One: You are not allowed to fall in love with me. Rule Number Two: You are not allowed to kiss or hug me, except if I want to, just to convince my father, which I wish will never happen." He didn't bother to hide the disgust on his face when he made the last statement. "Rule Number Three: No one is allowed to know about this contract, not even my brother. This is strictly between I, you, and my P.A. Is that clear?" I nodded nervously, wondering if it was the right decision as I clutched my stomach. This guy was unbelievable, and so full of himself, like he rules the world, and could destroy it with the snap of his finger. "You will get paid monthly as long as we don't get caught, for a year. If you want to ever opt out from this, get ready to pay me back." He said firmly. How on earth am I going to survive with this menace for 365 days? I inhaled deeply, and forced a smile at him. "I should get back to my boss, Daniel". His face twisted into a frown when I mentioned his brother's name. No one needed to tell me, that they were sworn enemies who will forever hate each other until one step downs, or preferable, dies.

After being accepted into Doctors Without Borders, I handed over the position of Chief at the capital’s hospital to Elaine Brown. My best friend frowned at me. "You’re destroying any chance of a future with Jeffrey if you go.” I gave him a faint smile. "I'm just returning him to the woman he's always had in his heart." In my previous life, Jeffrey Carter and I were the infamous bickering couple everyone in our circle knew to avoid. He resented me for refusing to replace Elaine when she applied to join Doctors Without Borders. She later caught an infection and died on the job. I resented him for his hypocrisy. If he loved Elaine so much, why did he agree to my parents' demands to care for me for the rest of our lives? We spent seven years of marriage together, yet the best we ever wished for each other was a miserable death. However, amid the gunfire and chaos on the battlefield, he used his last ounce of strength to shield me completely when his heart was pierced by a bullet. "I've arranged for someone to meet you. Once the sweep ends, run. You must survive!" he whispered, his voice fading. "I'll protect you fully in this life… and in the next, we’ll never meet. "Elaine, I'm doing this for you." However, the bomb dropped from above gave us no chance to escape, and we were both annihilated. When I opened my eyes, I had returned to the eve of our wedding. Jeffrey… In this life, I would fulfill your wish.

He was a player... the whole school knew She was a heart breaker... no one knew. Willis Reeler was the school's bad boy. The one who bedded girls for fun. The typical high school hottie and egotistical jerk. He was tagged: The Player. Leigh Raeken was a quiet girl newly transferred from another school. Everyone's mistake was not asking why she transferred. She was kind and nice yes, but underneath the disguise awaits a ruthless heart breaker... waiting for her next victim. What happens when a bet and endless ego pushes the Player to bed his latest conquest: the nice new transfer girl... in thirty days? And the ruthless Heart breaker sees another prey about to get his heart broken in all of thirty days? Will the Player succeed in yet adding another reckless play to his name? Will the Heart breaker succeed in crushing another heart and reputation? Will the Player and the Heart breaker both be victims of their deadliest enemy: Love? They've both got Thirty Days... May The Best Player Win.

What would you do if you were in my shoes? i have just 365 Days left on earth, My Ex husband is expecting a baby with the one woman i trusted the most , He also divorced and threw me out ….But a billionaire wants to get married to me , This was just what i needed to ruin my ex husband’s life. i will make sure i ruin his life before i die, Speaking of dying …Does my new husband knows his new wife has just 365 days to live ?

Gama Rajendra Diaksara. Cowok galak dengan predikat nomor satu siswa ternakal seantero Manggala. Posisi sebagai calon ketua PAGATRA di generasi keempat membuat Gama harus menyelesaikan misi balas dendam akan tragedi satu tahun yang lalu. Tawuran besar-besaran yang menelan korban antara Manggala dan Cakrawala. Misi untuk menghancurkan kehidupan adik dari pimpinan Cakrawala. Ditambah perintah mutlak sang Ayah yang menjodohkan Gama dengan Launa. Terikat hubungan pertunangan dengan target pembalasan dendam. Membuat Gama lupa tentang Jenara yang selama ini menjadi tempat berkeluh kesah. Mengaku kalah dan pada akhirnya putar arah. Rasa benci yang membara digantikan perasaan penuh puja. Namun semesta tidak berpihak pada mereka. Hanya 100 hari untuk Launa.

My husband's ex got kidnapped with me. The guy gave him a choice. "Your ex or your wife. Pick one." Maverick didn't even flinch. He chose her and walked off. After that, hell broke loose. I got tortured till I died. Much later, Maverick decided I was worth remembering. Sent people to find me. Too late. I was already rotting in a dump.

Alexander Blackwood has never been one to bow to anyone’s expectations—except now, he must. His family insists he marry a woman he doesn’t know to satisfy an unusual arrangement. But the moment he meets Bella Harrington, the last person he expects—or wants—to be tied to, sparks fly. Bella Harrington is fiercely independent and has her own reasons for agreeing to this sudden engagement: her family’s business is on the brink of bankruptcy, and this marriage could save them. She doesn’t know Alexander, and she certainly doesn’t want to be trapped in a situation orchestrated by adults who think they know what’s best. From the first awkward dinner to the shocking revelation that they’ll be married for ninety days—with the promise of divorce if they can’t get along—Alexander and Bella clash at every turn. Sharp wit, stubborn pride, and a shared history neither of them fully remembers ignite a fire neither can ignore. Forced into daily proximity, their battles of words, clever tricks, and teasing insults slowly give way to understanding, trust, and undeniable attraction. But can they navigate the walls of pride, old grudges, and family pressure in just ninety days—or will they part ways forever, convinced they can’t stand each other? 90 Days to with Bella is a steamy, witty enemies-to-lovers romance about pride, second chances, and the surprising ways love can find you when you least expect it.

“Aren't you a bit curious as to what will happen if you refuse to adhere to the terms of the contract?” Ben asked from the window. But she didn't care at that point. She was done with whatever the hell this was. She got to the door and grabbed the handle, about to open it. “You..will..go..to..jail, Miss Ana.” She froze in her tracks. Did Remi just say jail? ***** Ana is a single mother who's running from her past, trying to provide for her child, and at the same time shielding herself from the clutches of a psycho-stalker. She meets Ben, a stranger, who's still reeling from a brutal betrayal in his past. But when Ben asks Ana to be his wife for 30 days, despite her baggage, she thinks he is crazy. However, as she spends time with the introverted but sexy billionaire, it turns out she is the one who’s crazy about him. Would they be able to look past their painful pasts and find a way to co-exist freely without the fear of being hurt a second time?

Everyone in Oceanton knew that mob boss Jared Pierce was deeply in love with me. No one feared my disappearance more than he did. Even if bullets were raining down on him, he'd still find a way to contact me, just to make sure I felt safe. But on the night before our wedding, he didn't come home. When he finally returned, he dropped to his knees, a bruised and weakened woman cradled in his arms. "Rosalia! Melody took the drug just to save me! I can't just watch her die! So I had no choice but to sleep with her." Terrified that I wouldn't forgive him, Jared drew six wounds into his arm. Blood soaked through his shirt in an instant. As soon as the wedding banquet ended, I heard his men chuckling and teasing. "The boss didn't even take off his wedding outfit before rushing to see Melody. Just how seductive is his lover?" Jared’s low, sultry voice followed. "Last time I stayed with her, I didn’t come back for three days and nights. Take a guess." In shock and despair, I called out the system. "I want to leave this world!" The system's cold voice replied, "After your exit, this world will erase all traces of your existence. Counting down… Seven days."