Siren Sara

"คุณ! ข่มขืนฉัน!" "ฉันไปทำเธอตอนไหน?" "ตอนไหนเหรอ ก็เมื่อคืนไงไอ้คนทุเรศ!" "เมื่อคืนฉันเมาเละ อย่ามาใช้มุกตื้น ๆ จับฉันมันไม่สำเร็จ" "จับบ้าอะไรฮะ ฉันโดนข่มขืนฉันเสียหายนะไอ้ชั่ว" "ก็บอกว่าไม่ได้ทำไงวะ" "เมาเหมือนหมาแล้วจำไม่ได้ว่าข่มขืนผู้หญิงเหรอ!" "ก็บอกว่าไม่ได้ทำไงวะ!" "ก็บอกว่าทำไงวะ!!"

ใคร ๆ ก็เป็นเมียผมได้ทั้งนั้นล่ะครับ ใครนอนกับผมแล้วอยากจะครางแทนตัวว่า เมีย ก็ตามสบาย แต่ผม “ไม่เคยเป็นผัวของใคร” ก็แค่นั้นเอง

My son spiked a sudden high fever, scorching like a flame under my touch. I frantically dialed 911 for help, but the dispatcher on the line kept repeating questions, dragging it out. By the time the ambulance siren finally wailed in the distance, my son had already grown cold and still in my arms. Less than a year later, my husband and I split up amid endless grief and finger-pointing. I dragged on like an empty shell until one day I got an e-invite to his wedding. The moment I clicked the voice message, my blood ran cold. The bride's voice echoed exactly like that sluggish dispatcher from back then. In a breakdown, I bolted out of the house and got caught in the path of a speeding subway train, plunging me into darkness. When I opened my eyes again, my son's cries pierced the air from the next room, his forehead blazing hot against my palm. My husband thrust the phone toward me. "Quick, call 911! I'll grab a cold compress." My hands trembled as I dialed, and a chillingly familiar voice answered, "Hello, 911 emergency services."

Aku menatap penyihir di depanku dengan putus asa, “Ajari aku bagaimana menggunakan sihir, Kumohon.” “Untuk apa?” tanya penyihir itu ketus, pandangannya terasa sangat merendahkanku. Aku menggigit bibir, “Ada seseorang yang harus ku selamatkan sekarang, aku butuh kekuatan.” “Hm…” ucapnya sambil berjalan mengelilingiku. “Maaf kau tak pantas. Aku tak ingin memiliki murid pengecut sepertimu.” katanya pedas. Aku menyentuh sayatan di leherku yang masih segar. Ya, ku akui aku memang pengecut… tapi, jika bukan karena penyihir di depanku yang sudah memberikanku sedikit harapan mungkin aku tak akan memiliki keberanian seperti sekarang. “Beri aku kesempatan.” kataku sambil menegakkan kepala yang semula tertunduk, “Akan ku buktikan kesungguhanku padamu!” Penyihir itu menyeringai, “Aku suka semangatmu, jangan mengecewakanku.” Katanya sambil berjalan pergi. Aku mengepalkan tangan semangat, masih ada harapan untuk menyelamatkannya. Seseorang dengan manik kemerahan yang sudah menemani hariku yang suram. Diantara jejeran rank kelas atas seperti siren, werewolf, vampir dan makhluk lainnya ia masih mau memilih menemaniku yang hanya seorang manusia biasa pembuat onar di pusat penjualan. Tapi, Masih sempatkah aku menyelamatkannya?

Our daughter, Luna Woods, developed a high fever. Her body was burning hot. I immediately dialed 911 for help. The dispatcher on the other end kept repeating his questions. He spoke slowly, as if deliberately stalling for time. By the time I finally heard the ambulance siren, Luna was already turning cold in my arms. In less than a year, my wife and I separated. We were consumed by endless grief and blamed for each other. Afterward, I merely existed for the sake of it. I was a hollow shell of a man. Then, one day, I received a wedding invitation from my ex-wife. The moment I played the audio invitation, a chill ran down my spine. The groom’s voice was identical to that of the slow, dawdling dispatcher from that year! I rushed out, utterly distraught, only to be hit by a roaring train. When I opened my eyes again, I heard Luna crying in the next room. Her forehead was burning hot. My wife hurriedly handed me the phone. “Quick, call 911! I’ll get a wet towel.” My hands trembled as I took the phone. When it was answered, I heard a familiar male voice through the receiver. “911, what’s your emergency?”

My name is Lana, and up until my sister, Bree, and I were kidnapped and taken to , my life had been pretty mundane. But then I discover that our best friend, Zoe is a Siren and that my sister is the prophesized mother of the next Messiah, and the supernatural world is no longer just something that I read about in books. Of course, things become interesting when I meet the actual king of , Lucifer, and find myself irresistibly drawn to his wicked beauty. That's normal right? I mean, he's temptation incarnate, so any woman would feel all of these raging emotions for him...right? I knew I shouldn't have kissed Lana the moment I was asked to help her and her friends escape . But she was so beautiful and vexing that I couldn't help myself. Now, I realize that a kiss is not just a kiss. At least, not when it comes to me and Lana- my fated mate? Wait, how is it possible that I have a mate? And how is it possible that she's human and an angel? What is the king of to do when he discovers that the one thing he never thought he had was real? What is Lana going to do when she discovers that she's the key to a series of events that were fated since before she was born?

BLURB: After Sara’s cheating boyfriend cast her away and married his secretary, his supposed true love just few days to their holiday vacation in the Maldives, she is heart broken and devastated. And guess who she meets on the holiday vacation to the Maldives? It is Alexander Hart, the CEO of Sterling Enterprises and a well-known business mogul with a hidden werewolf identity. And guess who married her after that one night stand? Alexander Sterling. She gets into a contract marriage with him and will be back to take revenge for everything that her scumbag boyfriend and his supposed true love had done to her. But what happens when she finds out the man she had married is a Werewolf?! And what happens when strange things start happening to her? Now she must navigate her new life and she had to choose between staying with a strange creature or leave.

«Find out what happens on full moon nights in October in the dark town of Hammond» Seventeen-year-old Levana Jones moves to the town of Hammond with her older sister Sara, without thinking about the darkness that ensured the place. There is a strange song that children sing around every corner that drives her crazy: «1,2,3 don't go out after sunset 1,2,3 or the wolf is going to eat you» Logan Miller is the typical arrogant and intimidating boy of all the town along with his group of friends who seem inseparable. When Levana and Miller meet there is an inexplicable connection between them, which is where Miller realizes that they are mattes. But there is a problem, Miller's pack had already chosen Levana for the October full moon ritual: a ritual where the purity of a virgin is needed. Miller will have to decide whether to follow his heart or remain that respectable Alpha that he has been all along.

Mi novio, Pablo Pimentel, es el heredero de la familia más poderosa de la capital. Su fortuna supera los cien mil millones de dólares. Para ponerme a prueba, durante siete años de relación, nunca me regaló nada, nunca gastó un solo centavo en mí. Ni siquiera cuando iba a comprar condones: insistía en pagar mitad y mitad. Después, mi madre se enfermó de gravedad. Les pedí dinero a todos los familiares y amigos que pude. Solo me faltaban dos mil dólares para cubrir el costo de la cirugía. Le supliqué, le rogué. Pero Pablo no me prestó ni un dólar. Tuve que pagar yo sola los gastos del funeral de mi madre. Cuando regresé a casa para recoger mis cosas, encontré por casualidad una lista de regalos que le había comprado a Sara García: una villa de lujo, bolsos de marcas exclusivas, joyas valoradas en cientos de millones de dólares… También vi los audios en el grupo con sus amigos: "Pablo, ¿es cierto que Leticia se arrodilló para pedirte dos mil dólares?" Pablo se rió con frialdad, su voz sonó despreocupada, casi divertida. "Sara tenía razón: quien se arrodilla por tan poco dinero no es más que una interesada. Apenas llevamos siete años juntos y ya está desesperada por sacarme dinero." Resultó que siete años de "prueba" no valieron más que un comentario venenoso de su vecinita de al lado. No importa. Desde el momento en que mi madre murió, ya lo había decidido: desaparecer de su vida para siempre.

Sara Beck thought losing a client was the worst part of her week until one reckless night with Dame Casian, a man she’s spent years despising, changed everything and left her haunted with a memory she can’t erase. She hates him… or so she thought. But nothing prepares her for the real nightmare: her mother’s sudden engagement to Dame’s father. Now, the man she slept with, her worst enemy, is about to become her stepbrother, and maybe the only man who truly sees her. Suddenly, she’s caught in a twisted web of forbidden attraction, hidden pasts, and a family merger that feels more like a trap. But can she trust him, or is she setting herself up for heartbreak? And just when she starts to question everything, a message on Dame’s phone reveals a truth she wasn’t ready for.