Scissor Seven Thirteen

Jasmine is a policewoman who has the goal of catching the person behind her mother's death. She become an orphan at the age of thirteen when her mother suddenly died. She was almost adopted by the Olivares family, but she couldn't put up the rude attitude of their son, Colton Olivares who was fifteen-year-old at that time. She decided to run away and leave the Olivares mansion. Colton was fifteen-year-old when he was sick. He was rude and hated everybody, thinking they just want to make friends with him out of pity. He hates being weak, not being able to do the things he wants which lead him to push everyone away from him and Jasmine was not an exception. He told her every possible hurtful word he could say until she left and run away from the mansion. Jasmine's life has been peaceful for the past fifteen years until a mistake changed her life! She beat up Colton for mistaking him to be the thief she was chasing! Colton threatened to use his influence to get her dismissed from service, but Jasmine couldn't allow it! She couldn't get dismissed, not until she caught the person behind her mother's death! Jasmine tried to talk to Colton and asked him to take back his complaint. Colton agreed but on one condition. It is to marry him and be his wife! But why? What's his reason for marrying Jasmine?

"You want me, Davina. You can deny it all you want. I will make you scream the truth." His voice, a guttural purr, slid over my skin, igniting a shameful, undeniable heat. His hot, possessive gaze consumed me, stripping me bare, making my body clench with fear and anticipation. I was trembling, aching, for a man who I should hat. The man that can destroy me. --- The anonymous call pulled Davina Wilson into a nightmare realm of carnal secrets and violence. Summoned to her estranged father's bedside, she found a brutal aftermath reeking of raw power. Malcolm's chilling dismissal and her stepmother's icy glare hinted at a depraved family darkness she'd never imagined. Then came Ezra, a formidable, unapologetically masculine force, unsettlingly aware of a past Davina had erased thirteen years ago—a past he was determined to excavate and brand as his own. Plunged into a dangerous underworld to shield her family, Davina found herself Ezra's captive. He hungered to devour her innocence, seeing a wild, unyielding lust he was determined to dominate and unleash. His possessive interest deepened into an all-consuming claim. He was the alpha predator she should flee, yet the forbidden craving was undeniable. As Davina navigated this treacherous landscape, the lines between captor and savage lover, threat and intoxicating surrender, blurred. An attraction so potent ignited, promising either her ultimate downfall or a dark, exhilarating damnation.

For seven years, I love Cody Rummish, clinging to his promise—once his sister-in-law, Luna Briche, conceives, our ordeal ends, and we finally begin our married life. But reality betrays me. Just months after moving into his home, Cody slips into Luna's bedroom 88 times—starting with once a month, now nearly one or two visits daily. Every night, I sit in the downstairs living room, counting the minutes, clutching a flicker of unrealistic hope. As the sole heir after his twin brother's fatal plane crash, Cody inherits not just power and wealth but also, seamlessly, his brother's widow, Luna. After the 88th visit, Luna announces her pregnancy. But instead of Cody honoring his promise, a public declaration shatters me—he will formally marry Luna. I unravel, demanding answers. Silent, Cody locks me in the bedroom's walk-in closet. "Luna was trapped in an elevator for 30 minutes! She nearly died because of you! Stay here for five days. Feel her fear!" Only on the sixth morning does Cody casually open the door with a chuckle. "Alright, lesson learned. Time to apologize, right?" He finds only the stench of blood and my cold, lifeless body. He's killed the fiancée who's loved him for seven years.

THE NECROMANCY VAMPIRESS (Searching for preys) Tiara is a beautiful lady with an outstanding physique, but unfortunately, she is a vampiress. A vampiress sent to the human world in search of preys, because her mate in the vampire world must survive. She needs seven human types of blood, male blood to be precise. Six of the men will be used to restore her mate's life while the seventh one will be used to restore his lost power. She was given seven months to finish her mission in the human world. Which means one month for each prey, as expected of her, she successful sacrifice six men for her mate in the vampire world. But the seventh men is the only one that stands as a thorn in her flesh, she was unable to hunt him down as she did to other preys. This always made her wonder who the man was, why can't she hunt him down? why can't she just suck him dry? she turned from human being to a wolf, a bat and even the vampiress she is, but unfortunately for her, she couldn't do anything. At the Vampires world, they have been waiting for her to sacrifice the seventh prey but there was no sign of her, the seventh month reached and exceeded yet there was no sign of her, this made her mate got infuriated and decided to come for her. He came to the human world in search of her, but he ends up messing things up for himself and his mate.

I ditched a shot at studying abroad to help my boyfriend, Gavin Censori, launch his startup. Stuck it out with him through seven brutal years. Then boom—success hit, and so did the ghosting. On Valentine's Day, he hit me with the classic "work's crazy" excuse. Instead of showing up, he had some random delivery dude drop off a box of cosmetic samples. Samples. Later that night, his secretary Rebecca popped up on my feed, flexing hard. Caption: [With a boss like this, why go home early?] Pic: A box of high-end makeup. Same brand. Hers weren't samples. I dropped a comment: [You're doing great at your sidechick job. Gold star.] Gavin called instantly, losing it. "What's your problem? She's just an employee! I bust my ass making money for you, and you're always jealous!" I laughed. Didn't even yell. Just dumped him. Seven years, and I'd never touched a dime of his. Joke's on him—his precious startup? Secretly bankrolled by me. Fast-forward three years. Business summit. He rolled in wearing a tailored suit. The second he spotted me with a bag of bottles, his smirk kicked in. "Didn't like those cosmetics I gave you, huh? Now look at you—reduced to bottle collecting?"

On the eve of Valentine's Day, the entire Ravenport is waiting for Vivian Grayson's scores to be released. They're all watching to see if my score is high enough to attend her family banquet this year. The Grayson family has made it clear that their future son-in-law will be chosen at that banquet. Yet, after seven years of dating Vivian, I come in second every single time. This had made me the biggest joke in the city. This year is no exception. Vivian throws herself into the arms of the male model, Jason Carter, who ranks first. She says matter-of-factly, "I really like the way he smells. You understand, right, Noah? Next year, I'll definitely make you number one." The lively atmosphere in the banquet hall drops to freezing point. Everyone is waiting for me to tear that smug look off Jason's face. But I don't lose my temper like before. I simply say calmly, "Congratulations." A victorious smile appears on Vivian's face. "You've finally learned to control your temper, Noah. You're not far from becoming the Graysons' son-in-law." I nod indifferently. I am about to become someone else's son-in-law, but not the Grayson family's. I have disagreed and argued with my family for the past seven years. Now, it's time to follow their arrangement and go abroad to honor the marriage they set up for me.

My best friend and I signed up for the Dual Marriage System so the cancer wouldn't kill me. She and I managed to steal the hearts of the Hopkin brothers. Naturally, we became in-laws. Seven years later, my husband's son told me I was dull and useless. Meanwhile, my best friend's husband slammed her behind bars for the sake of his old flame. When she was released, the last thing she told me was, "Live on." Then, she rushed into the oncoming traffic and was crushed into a pulp by a speeding truck.

The bio for Kiara's Instagram account reads, "Happy and Content." She's been dating Drew, her high school best buddy, for seven years. Drew is an actuary (risk analyst in an insurance company) and Kiara manages client services for a huge company. Right up until Luke, the certified playboy enters their lives, their relationship is practically flawless. With Luke's arrival, how will Kiara and Drew's future unfold? What if the day comes when you meet someone you never thought you would love?

Join Xandra and Liam on an exciting journey as they embark on a challenging investigation into the mysterious disappearance of seven young girls in North Carolina. As they delve deeper into the case, they uncover a complex network of lies and corruption within the local community. With each new discovery, their understanding of the situation becomes clearer, and they begin to realize that their destinies are intertwined in ways they could never have anticipated. Witness the captivating story of self-discovery and passion that unfolds throughout the Hidden Souls Trilogy. Part One: Resurrection of Sin Part Two: Descendants of Arcos Part Three: Fury of Five

• • • FOR ADULT READERS ONLY • • •️️ I was five years old when I decided he was mine. Standing at his wife’s graveside in the rain, I pressed my hand to his jaw and told him I would grow up and be his. He said: is that right. Not a question. So I kept my word. My father’s best friend. The man who built an empire on control. The man no one touches. The man I was never meant to want. For thirteen years, I loved him the only way I was permitted to. In silence. At a distance. Across rooms that belonged to our families — and not to what I carried. Until the night I turned eighteen. I said it out loud. He ended it in one word. Don’t. So I did. I stopped looking at him. Stopped wanting him. Stopped being the girl who built her world around a man who would never choose her. I walked away. That should have been the end. It wasn’t. Because the moment I stopped reaching for him… was the moment Adrian Keller started looking for me. Across rooms. Across tables. At midnight — staring at a name he shouldn’t want. The man who taught me control is starting to lose his. And this time— he’s not asking. And underneath the empire… underneath the discipline… underneath fifteen years of unshakable control, something is coming loose.