Showing Instead Of Telling

Instead of my family’s private jet to the warrior camp, I chose a packed train—all for my mate, Alpha Kael. He claimed he wanted a romantic journey and a taste of a normal life. Just for one day. But when the train stopped, I severed our mate bond. He gasped, clutching his chest, his eyes wide with disbelief. “Elena… you’re doing this just because I gave Seraphina our private cabin?” “Yes.” He gave a bitter laugh, looking at me like I was a spoiled princess. “Baby, don’t be ridiculous. You know it's dangerous for an Omega to be alone. Especially when she's surrounded by so many predatory males.” “Name your price. My kills at camp? I’ll tell everyone I’m yours. Or… should I just mark you again?” Before I could answer, the Omega he was “protecting” whimpered his name. "I feel their eyes on me," Seraphina whimpered. "I'm scared." Instantly, he wrapped his arms around her, a human shield. He stalked possessively off the train with her in his arms. He never even gave me a second glance. Kael had no idea who he was protecting. The Omega he pitied was no victim. Seraphina belonged to a trafficking ring that preyed on lone she-wolves. It wasn’t until he found me kidnapped and broken that he collapsed, begging for a forgiveness that was long gone. But I had already sent a mind-link to the only man who could destroy him. My father. The Lycan Chairman. The one man with the power to make or break any Alpha. “Cut off Kael's resources. All of them. Now.”

I transmigrated into a dating-sim otome game where I was supposed to romance a soft, fragile male lead. I had finally pushed him onto the bed and was just about to make my move when the long-missing system finally popped back online. [Host, I sent you to the wrong game. This is a horror game.] [The man you’re bullying right now is the horror game final boss.] I lifted my head and met a pair of blood-red eyes staring straight at me. My smile froze. “Um… you look a little tired. Maybe we should… continue this another day?” He smiled back, calm and terrifying. “I’m not tired. Go on.”

On her wedding day, she saw her sister and her husband rolling around in bed together, showing no remorse and being utterly brazen! Instead of crying or making a scene, she turned and left, randomly grabbing a man from among the guests to be her new groom. What was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, a simple exchange of benefits, turned into him doting on her as if she were his most precious treasure.

Imagine you are given two choices. Choice #1 gives you a stable life with little to no uncertainties. You can have a comfortable existence but you may never experience the thrill of falling in love or the satisfaction of taking that leap into the unknown. Choice #2 gives you all the thrills and all the satisfaction but you also have the possibility of heartbreak and failures along the way. Which would you choose? For Aurora Butler, this is the exact crossroads she has come to as she starts her Senior Year at a new school. Her head is telling her one thing but after meeting Owen Marshall, her heart is telling her something entirely different. Choices are made even more difficult as responsibilities take a toll on her and she realizes some choices requires sacrifices she just isn't able to make. Just when she thinks she has it all figured out, bodies of young women who look eerily similar to her start showing up as the town realizes there is a serial killer walking among them, one who has particular tastes when it comes to his next victim. Will Aurora's instincts lead to the right choices or will her choices have deadly consequences? Can she survive to have it all or will she lose everything in the end?

Their youth is like that of a normal person until when they realize their feelings towards each other go beyond that of just friends. Sharlene and Daniel are friends since childhood but Daniel suddenly leaves without telling anything. One day he comes all of a sudden but he finds out he is not the only one who affectionate her. His rival is a very strong willed person and wouldn't easily give up. Entering the university life all of them have many ups and downs, but they wont give up. Growing from childhood friends, enemies and strangers to lovers, each find their own love story to tell and a future to have. Showing the struggle of a student life carrying on both studies and love life and proving that true love actually exists and having the best youth life. But who will Sharlene end up with?? A great twist comes up here.

She had her whole junior year mapped out. Volleyball. Late nights with her friends. Maybe telling her brother's best friend the thing she's been not-saying for two years. Then her left leg started hurting and a Tuesday trip to the ER rewrote everything. Sloane Deshazo, sixteen, has spent her whole life being easy to love. No drama, no needs, no complications. Ewing Sarcoma, stage 2, doesn't care about any of that. And neither, it turns out, does Chandler Pavelka, who keeps showing up without being asked, in yesterday's jeans and an inside-out hoodie, like staying is the most obvious thing in the world. Sloane knows how to fight. She's learning, slower, how to let someone stay. But remission isn't guaranteed, and some days the scariest thing isn't the diagnosis. It's wanting something this much.

My younger brother had stage four kidney cancer. Our parents demanded that I donate a kidney to save him. I told them I only had one kidney left. The transplant would kill me. Instead of listening to me, they forcibly strapped me to the operating table. “It’s just one kidney! Stop being so selfish!” they yelled. They did not care that I was telling the truth. Years ago, I had given my other kidney to save my father after his car crash.

"Do you think , girl like you can be my mate above all my Luna" humourless chuckled roar in the room. "We are mate" I whispered tear rolling down my eyes. My wolf was in agony feeling worst pain of the world a warewolf can faced. "Yes, We are but I don't want Luna like you for my pack" He yelled. "Please , I begged going on my knee, looking Ethan who is my mate. He should be the one who can love me , Want me, Protect me but here he was telling me he doesn't want me . I was waiting for him since I understood misery of my life. "If you are so insist to be with me, I can do one thing for you" He smirked and I was looking at him sitting on my knee. "Be My Whore" He said darkness of his eyes showing his intentions for our relationship. Welcome to the story of warewolf world. Join the journey of weak Ashley to turn into Luna of world strongest pack.

When Carmen finally had the opportunity to submit her work at an art gallery alongside thousands of other women, she didn’t think twice and instead forged ahead to try her luck. Luck was definitely on her side because she was called into the office of the CEO of the gallery where he made her a mouthwatering proposal, become his wife for a year or two for a million dollars. Andres' need for a wife surpasses any other thing going on in his life at the moment and when he saw Carmen, he knew he had to make her his wife, even for a short time. She fit perfectly into what he needed her for. Upon agreement, the dream marriage Carmen was hoping for seemed to be more of nightmares and secrets when trials and backstabbing keeps showing up. She finds out the truth about Andres’ wealth and even worse, her new best friend wasn’t what he actually seemed to be. Will the love she was beginning to feel for him overshadow her sense of responsibility and keep on with Andres? Will Andres decide to trust her with his secrets in order for them to be able to fight the people who keep showing up to destroy not only their marriage but them as a whole? Will their love be enough?

The fifth year of my marriage to Silas marked a turning point I would never forget. Our son, Yael, was kidnapped. The ransom was set at ten million dollars, an insignificant amount for Silas, yet his response chilled me to the core. “No rush. A Gardner needs to experience some hardships to grow.” Ten million meant nothing to him, but Yael’s life meant everything to me. I dropped to my knees, tears streaming down my face, and begged him relentlessly, pleading for Yael to be brought home as soon as possible. Silas, however, remained unmoved. Three days later, Yael was returned to us, but the cheerful boy I knew was gone. He had been so traumatized that he could not speak. Far from showing concern, Silas coldly remarked, “Yuna said Yael keeps telling everyone at school she’s a fatherless child. Let’s see how he spreads lies now.” His words cut through me like a knife. I picked Yael up in my arms and whispered softly in his ear, “Don’t be afraid, Yael. Mommy will take you away from here.”