Shower Thoughts

The music made the speakers tremble, the floor vibrated with the rumble of the sound and the jumps of the crazy people. Each one in their own world, dancing together, dancing separately. Enjoying music, company and alcohol. I danced alone, with a drink in hand. Gliding, moving my hips to the rhythm of the music, not paying much attention to anything or anyone around me. Just enjoying that moment of inner peace that I was needing and he was giving it to me. It was a respite, a window that I opened myself in my own cage to let in air and I knew that as soon as I left the club the window would close and I would lock myself back in my world without fresh air. Therefore, he enjoyed everything he could. Alone. With eyes closed. Sweating the bad energy that others left me and breathing the good vibes that I had to give myself. They were approaching me. I drove them away. They invited me. I rejected them. they spoke to me I silenced them. I just wanted to dance and they were going to have to respect that. It was amazing how loud music could be my oxygen tank. It silenced my thoughts, freed me from tensions. There was nothing more relaxing in my life than dancing with my eyes closed and the volume turned up to a thousand. I twirled, I jumped, I wiggled, I hummed, and I sang. The brightly colored lights flickered making it difficult to see, but it was what I liked the most, going blind for an instant, forgetting that I had the ability to see the world, a false, disastrous and difficult world.

After the college entrance exam, the school's reigning beauty dragged me into a wager over our scores. "Only the girl with the higher marks is worthy of being Eric's girlfriend." Eric Lowell scoffed. "That's enough, Jocelyn. My relationships aren't yours to dictate." Then, in front of everyone, he confessed to me. I mistook it for the answer to a long-held crush. With the crowd egging us on, I flushed and said yes. That night, he took me back to his place. From then on, we hardly spent a night apart. Before application season, I went to his house, hoping we would apply to the same university. Instead, I overheard part of a phone call. "Jocelyn, everything's ready: the photos, the videos. Just like you asked." Jocelyn's laughter drifted through the receiver, light and pleased. "You must've gone to so much trouble~ Then let's wait until the school assembly the day after tomorrow and stream it to the whole school. I'm curious to see how Tessa plans on applying to those top-tier universities after that." "Eric," she added casually, "you're not having second thoughts, are you?" He hesitated, then answered, "Why would I? If anyone's at fault, it's her for not knowing her place. What right does she have to keep scoring higher than you?" I set the custom ring down, opened my email, and accepted the Oxford offer that had been waiting for me for a week.

Meet Zarina Da Cerna—a living princess by name and blood and an aspiring actress chasing the same dreams once held by her late mother. But fairy tales shatter easily. Her father, ruined by his addiction to casinos, drowns in billions of debt owed to the ruthless tycoon Rayne Madrigal. Cornered by desperation and greed, he commits the ultimate betrayal—selling his one and only daughter to the man he owes. Rayne Madrigal is everything Zarina despises: a cold-hearted businessman who bends the world with money and power, a man who believes everything—and everyone—has a price. Yet when he sees Zarina’s innocent face and undeniable capability, he is intrigued. He brings her into his world as his personal maid and secretary, binding her to his control. She hates him. She curses him in her thoughts while he sleeps. She dreams of escape. But hatred blurs into something far more dangerous. No matter how hard she fights it, Zarina finds herself drawn to the very man who stole her freedom. Trapped between resentment and desire, she falls for Rayne—and against all odds, becomes his wife. Rayne, however, marries for reasons of his own. All he wants is his father’s validation. His heart remains locked, untouched, and unwilling to love. Marriage becomes a battlefield. Love turns into silence. And eventually, they chose divorce. Yet fate is never done. When given another chance—another crossing of hearts and wounds—will they find their way back into each other’s arms? Or will love, once broken, remain lost forever?

When a eighteen-year-old virgin decided to leave Louisiana, her home town for Texas, an alien town she was oblivious that the journey of her independence would become one of longing for a man's love and attention. With her love built on a misconception, she was unaware that Charles Jackson; the multi-billionaire, was an egocentric, cold-hearted, proud and unforgiving man who locked his heart to love, the aftermath of the brute conditions under which he grew up. But yet, Maureen Thompson was bent on earning her bosses attention at all cost. Though not pushy or... flirty, she developed partial-obsessive tendencies; one that kept her dwindling in the thoughts of having sex with him—even as a virgin! Forgoing his harsh countenance, overly exaggerated reactions, she envisions Charles in the portrait of cold-nineteenth century men that spew flavors of love to their lovers—indoor. But Charles Jackson, built in grace and glamor, could win a medal in egocentrism, rudeness malevolence, prudishness and of course, beauty! And yet, she judged his reactions to the plane crash wrongly, unaware that December had scared his heart. It appeared that the plane crash became memorable either through breaking hearts or eventually mending them. Be it the crash itself or the incidents after the crash, it changed people's lives and Maureen was not left out. In readiness to be true to her love, Maureen ignored warnings and hit the wrong target. Lurking in the shadows of her emotions and fated to be bewitched by perfect blue eyes that defies morality, she might discover that Charles Jackson, heir to Jackson Companies PLC and CEO of Westland Airlines was truly born of STONE and FROST. And worse, everything that she believed might just be a lie!

Elletra ran towards him, without thinking, without hesitating, without stopping. She threw herself into his arms, startling him out of his thoughts loop. Alpha Axford held her tighter and pulled her in closer, before slowly kissing her head. She was so shocked at that moment, that she didn't understand what was happening. Did he just kiss her? "Did anyone hurt you?" He asked her and she shook her head in response. "I am so glad you ain't. Don't worry, you in safe hands." He said and kissed her on the forehead again. Axford sighed and leant closer to Elletra. "Finally. Finally. I found what belongs to me. I found my mate." "My mate!" He repeated, stroking Elletra's hair down slightly and caressingly. **** Elletra's life has been filled with turmoil. After losing her mother during childbirth, she must witness her father remarry. Losing her voice only adds to her struggles, making her doubt ever having a normal life. However, fate brings her in contact with Alpha Axford, a cold yet handsome figure. But when Axford rejects her due to her muteness and her status as a stealer wolf, things worsen. What will happen when Elletra is sold to a brothel? Amidst all this chaos, there might be a glimmer of hope as Axford attempts to suppress his true feelings for her. Find out more below.

I am Angel Lim. An avid fan of a popular novel called, 'The Angel They Adored'. It was a reverse harem story where countless men fell in love with the heroine. It's a great masterpiece but I always hated it whenever the greatest villainess harrases her. Yes. That's what I thought before reading the last chapter of the novel. It was the dying moment of princess Ledecia and for the first time, she reminisced her life. "Why did I even exist in the first place if all in my life I'll be in pain?" Those are the last words she utters before dying. And It was very painful. *Knock knock* I paused my thoughts when I heard a loud knock coming from the front door of my apartment. "I'm coming" "Delivery from lily's shop ma'am" I opened my door as I slowly approached the man standing before me. "Oh sorry? But I didn't---" realizing what he said, I immediately tried to said that I didn't order anything but my words were interrupted by a sudden pain. A sharp thing, pierced through my stomach I groaned as I see the blood flowing from my chest. How unfortunate. I wish I had treasured my life more. In the middle of losing conciousness, my honest feeling came out If I'll have the chance to live once again, I'll live free and happy. But then when I opened my eyes, I was transported into Princess Ledecia's body - a villainess from my favorite novel!

Iris never imagined that love could feel so intoxicating… or so dangerous. From the moment she met Adrian, his charming smile and irresistible presence drew her in, making her forget caution and reason. On the surface, he seemed perfect — attentive, flirtatious, and seemingly devoted. But behind that captivating exterior lurked secrets she could never have predicted. What began as stolen glances and playful conversations soon escalated into something far more intense — a forbidden affair neither of them could resist. Every kiss came with a hidden truth, every touch with a lie waiting to be uncovered. As Iris is pulled deeper into Adrian’s world, she discovers that his intentions are far from pure, and that their passionate connection masks a darker, more controlling side. When the truth of his deceptions surfaces, Iris is forced to confront a harsh reality: love can be manipulative, suffocating, and even dangerous. Their entanglement spirals into a toxic dance of desire and betrayal, challenging everything she believed about loyalty, trust, and the boundaries of the heart. Caught between temptation and self-preservation, Iris must decide whether surrendering to Adrian’s magnetic pull is worth the heartbreak it could bring — or if walking away from the man who has consumed her thoughts, her body, and her emotions is the only way to survive. The Lies He Kissed Me With is a gripping, 18+ dark romance about toxic love, hidden agendas, and the fine line between passion and destruction. It is a story of obsession, betrayal, and the dangerous allure of a love built on lies — a story readers will not be able to put down until the very last chapter.

Aisling Maverick life becomes living hell when her mate Azelaic Rowen who was a beta disappear from her life without any trace. Aisling was left heartbroken but with only one choice to return to her pack, to family. Being the weakest omega in her pack she faced a lot of backlash from the pack members and from her father but Aisling's life took a unexpected turn when she met Archard harvest. The ruthless heir of Dark wolves Pack. Aisling unknownly, challenge him and found herself in the plan of him. The lights above me began to flicker. A few seconds later, the lights went out, turning the hallway utterly dark, which made me stop from running because I couldn't see anything. " No..No…No… Not now, please goddammit!" I thought. Suddenly, a sharp pain cuts through my thoughts, a hand that grips my arm and squeezes too tight. It's Him. He caught me and I felt an inmes pressure on my arm and had a vise-like grip on my arm. He could rip my arm out of my torso.My heart was pounding out of my chest. He could hear it. The only thing I could see was his glowing eyes in the dark void. His eyes were devastated. Large, dark, and inviting, they were the sort of open windows that decent people draped. I was so caught up in them that I forgot about my pain for a moment

What do you want from me? ’ she finally managed to ask, her voice trembling. Logan’s lips curled into a dark smirk. ‘Since you were the one who took those photos that damaged my reputation,’ he said, his voice dripping with disdain, ‘it’s only fair that you face the consequences.’ Alessia’s heart beat wildly as she tried to comprehend the meaning behind Logan’s words. Before she could gather her thoughts and ask what kind of punishment he had in mind, Logan’s hand clamped down on her jaw, holding her firmly in place. Her eyes widened in shock, her breath caught in her throat. In an instant, Logan lowered his head, capturing her lips with his own in a possessive and demanding kiss. *************** After a fateful night, Alessia awakens to the realisation that she has given her virginity to a stranger. With only a note and a bundle of money as clues, she embarks on a journey of self-discovery and motherhood. Years later, Alessia finds herself navigating the cutthroat world of paparazzi reporting while raising her genius son, Milo. Her quest for a scandalous scoop leads her to the enigmatic billionaire CEO, Logan Wilde, whose face bears an uncanny resemblance to her son. As she dives deeper into Logan’s world, she can’t deny the magnetic attraction between them. Logan, suffering from a haunting secret, feels the same way. Determined to know her, he makes an unexpected proposition...

Carol has harbored a forbidden obsession with Mr. Rich for as long as she can remember—a desire so intense it consumes her thoughts and fuels fantasies she could never confess. He's older, unavailable, and completely off-limits. But none of that diminishes the magnetic pull she feels every time they're in the same room. The problem? Kate—her best friend since childhood—is Mr. Rich's daughter. Carol is trapped in an impossible situation. Every visit to Kate's house is torture and temptation wrapped into one. Every casual conversation with Mr. Rich sends her imagination spiraling. She knows what she wants, but the cost of pursuing it could destroy the most important friendship she has. The questions multiply in her mind: What would happen if she finally made her move? Would Mr. Rich be horrified, intrigued, or something she hasn't even considered? And Kate—would she ever forgive such a betrayal? Could their friendship survive Carol crossing this ultimate boundary? Carol stands at a precipice between desire and loyalty, between the fantasy she's nurtured for years and the real-world consequences that would follow. She knows she should walk away, bury these feelings, and preserve what matters most. But obsession doesn't obey logic or morality. As the tension builds, Carol must answer the question that haunts her every waking moment: does she care enough to stop herself—or is the risk of losing everything worth one chance at getting what she's always wanted?