She Sat On My Lap

The Garcia family's notorious illegitimate son — violent, obsessive, and dangerously unstable — had sent out a public marriage summons. One of us, my sister or I, was to become his bride. My father, with his career in ruins and his influence dwindling, had no choice but to agree. In desperation, I begged my boyfriend Eric Jordan to return home and make our engagement official. He did rush back, travel-worn and anxious — but only to ask for my sister's hand in marriage. Shattered, I demanded to know why. Eric frowned, his voice icy. "You're just a foster daughter of the Lynch family. You've eaten their food, lived under their roof for years. And if it weren't for Willa, you would've frozen to death on the street. Now's your chance to repay her. Don't be ungrateful." I refused to stay silent. He shoved me aside in frustration. "I told you — Willa and I are only pretending. Once she's out of danger and that lunatic forgets about the proposal, we'll divorce. I'll come back for you. However, stop embarrassing yourself like this — it's pathetic." What Eric did not know was… Willa Lynch escaped the marriage. However, I did not. Later, on the day of the wedding, as the bridal car passed the Jordan family estate, I looked out the window — and locked eyes with Eric. His face turned pale as a sheet.

I am a badass.. She's like a cotton candy. I am the leader of the gang.. She's like just a baby. I am a jerk.. She's kind and friendly.. We had a different path to take. Mine, are so wide, her are too narrow. We live in the same planet, but it's hard to be collided. It's hard to accept but fuck dude she touched my whole system without her knowing it. And fuck me for admitting it, but for the first time in history.. I am falling hard and... She's... my first love...

Two students who are known to be the most mischievous students of their school, who are well known for their fights with each other, pranking each other or teasing each other that is until fifth standard when one of the student leaves. After six years they meet again, he has changed, she has changed, has their hatred for each other changed? Or will new feelings start blooming when they realize they attend the same college, will his friends become hers? Or hers his?

I, Alpha Taylor, reject you Juliana as my mate and the Luna of moonlight Pack.” My heart was broken into pieces when these words came out from Alpha Taylor. He was my enemy and turned out to be my mate on the night of my 18th birthday. The moon goddess was unfair! Was that what I deserved after suffering so much! Mira, an 18th-year-old omega, whose beauty radiant was termed a curse, and was rumored to have been the reason behind the sudden death of her mother. She was molested, treated like trash, and turned into a pack slave in her pack, having been termed a curse she was been rejected by all her mates. Her dream was to be like her normal age mates, she despised the mysterious power that she has as the whole of the werewolf's realm sees it as a curse, and seeks her death. A must-read story, follow Juliana on the journey of discovering more about her powers and finding happiness.

A week before our wedding, my fiancee announces that she is pregnant using my younger brother's frozen sperm. "I'm grateful that our love can carry on in another way," she gushes on social media, showing off the test results. My brother replies, "Meeting you was the luckiest thing that ever happened to me." Then Mom chimes in. "Jenny, you've been through so much. Nathan's apartment should be under your name alone." I don't argue and simply reply with a single word—"Congratulations". My phone rings almost seconds later. "Your brother can't have kids anymore. It's just one child, and it's still related to you. Why are you being so petty?" she snaps. I laugh under my breath, hang up, and dial another number. "Want to get married?"

When her parents were killed and she was turned into a vampire, Ellis Nakai's life changed forever. Now she's stuck repeating High School, and she thought nothing would change again. Until she meets Skye, a werewolf and Young Alpha of the Wind Valley pack - and her mate. There's just one snag - werewolves and vampires are mortal enemies. | Book 1 of the SRWW Trilogy |

Stuck in a failed relationship and with a nice pair of horns adorning her head, Carina Fernandes finds herself in yet another mess. Her best friend's plan was simple and practical: they were going to go out for fun in a luxurious bar, where her salary as a recently graduated architect wouldn't even pay for sparkling water. However, everything falls apart, and she ends up waking the next day in the bed of an unknown Italian woman. Veronica Vacchiano was a great, irresistible little devil. And the Brazilian, bluntly and with a few screws loose, would end up tasting the poison of her “sweet and beloved” ex-sister-in-law.

"You're wrong my wife, i'm your husband and i will make sure that you'll remember that."- AZRAEL FORNITE Arrange Marriage? Iyan ang dahilan kung bakit ikinasal si Corrine Cortez sa long time first love niya na si Azrael Fortnite. At dahil sa pagmamahal na 'yun ay naging bulag siya sa coldness at dry na pakikitungo nito sa kaniya. She do the wife material para kay Azrael, pero bigla itong nawala at nalaman niyang umuwi ito sa Romania nang walang paalam sa kaniya. She waited for him to come home hanggang mabalitaan niya na may babae itong binibigyan ng panahon at oras. She was devastated, until accident happened. Paano kung malaman ni Azrael na nawawala si Corrine, at nang mahanap niya ito ay hindi na siya nito kilala, and worst ibang lalaki na ang sinasabing mahal nito at hindi na siya. Will Azrael fall on his knees at siya naman ang maghabol kay Corrine?

The nanny, Polly Jackson, pushes me down the stairs when I'm seven months pregnant. I suffer from major blood loss and go into premature labor. Before I can question her about it, Zachary Campbell brushes me off with a lame excuse. "Polly didn't mean it. You and the baby are fine, so don't be so petty about this." I get out of bed to move around. I'm at the bathroom door when I hear Zachary and Polly's conversation. "Are you sure that wretch can stay alive, Zachary? Switching it out won't be that easy if it dies." "Don't worry about whether Daisy Jameson's baby can live, Mom. Either way, mine and Danielle's child will be the Campbell family's sole heir." I pretend I've never heard this and raise my son for 18 years. During a banquet held in honor of a share ownership transfer, Polly suddenly shows up with my mentally impaired daughter. She cries, "Mason is my grandson! It's high time he's returned to his rightful place after being raised by the wrong family for so long!" I'm unfazed. I even laugh at her words. "Fine, then!"

Princess Vionna of Aurenza was dead. She died in the estate of Theron Thornefell, Warden of the North—buried beneath snow and silence. The blizzard raged for seven days before it eased, uncovering her frostbitten body beneath the drifts. Even in death, she was curled around her swollen belly, one arm reaching toward the nearest gates. No one came. She and the unborn child were frozen to death. Left behind. As the cold took her, regret cut deep. She never should've loved him. Never should've bowed. Because of her, the child never saw the sky. If she had another life, she'd never look his way again.