Sit Hug

She loved him to the core, and from the age of four, a name called Neil Davis took residence in her heart. For the sake of his precarious career, she even went so far as to bear children for the unfamiliar Wilson couple. Twenty years of silent devotion led to him kneeling before another woman, promising her a lifetime commitment. No one knew she was the other half on his marriage certificate, trapped in a marriage that existed only in name for many years. "Neil, you'll never know what I've sacrificed for loving you!" "Then never tell me." With that, he coldly walked away, leaving her to sit alone in the living room until dawn. It was her twenty-fourth birthday, and the divorce agreement and a five million dollar check were his gifts to her. * Married for six years, she never imagined that one day, while he indulged in passion with his "fiancée" in bed, she would be curled up in the wardrobe, losing her virginity beneath another man! She was completely naked, while the man was impeccably dressed in a suit. He forced her to peer through the crack to witness the frenzied scene on the bed. "Same position, same frequency. Guess, between him and me, who will climax first?" The man's tone was serious, and under her startled gaze, he thrust even harder, penetrating deeper. "I love you, Neil!" She bit her lip tightly, but the ecstatic cries of Neil's "fiancée" from outside the wardrobe blurred her vision. Life is so ironic— While he was making love to other women, she was hiding in the closet having an affair with that woman's uncle, Mr. Wilson. After the divorce, a child in a little suit, resembling herself and Mr. Wilson, barged into her peaceful life.

“Here. Sign this and you can start immediately. If you have anything important at home, bring it here....I’ll provide you with everything. "Clothes, food, whatever you need,” he said, the smirk returning to his face. She reached for the file hesitantly, her eyes narrowing slightly. Something felt…off. Too quick. Too intense. Just as she was about to flip through the pages, her phone rang. Tring… Tring… She glanced at Liam. He nodded. “It’s okay.” She quickly signed the last page without reading. Inside, her instincts itched. Something didn’t sit right. But she brushed the feeling off. Maybe he was just one of those flirty, arrogant bosses. “You signed without reading it,” he said in a whisper only she could hear. “Bold.” “I trust Liam,” she replied. Vincenzo smiled, not the kind that made people feel safe. She handed the file back and turned to leave. Vincenzo stood silently, watching her go. The way her hair swayed. The curve of her waist. That innocent look in her eyes. As she disappeared around the corner, he exhaled sharply. “Such a girl,” he muttered under his breath. “I never expected someone like her in my life, that face, those lips. Those curves.” He laughed, low and full of wicked pleasure. “Oh, Vincenzo De Luca. You are one lucky bastard.” He reached for the contract she had just signed and tapped his fingers on the table, a smirk growing on his face. “Welcome to my kingdom, once again” he said. “You just sold yourself to the devil.” He ran a finger slowly across her photo again, his smirk spreading. “Such a fucking beauty,” he muttered under his breath. “And she walked right into my trap"

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Ravina, the only female warrior of the Shadowfang Pack, has fought tirelessly to earn her place. But on the night she loses her wolf and collapses at the border, everything she has fought for shatters. She returns home to find her mate—her pack’s future Alpha—holding her sister’s hand. Damon tells her that Amira, her ailing sister, has one final wish: to be his mate and Luna before she dies. And after her death? Ravina can have him back. Betrayed and cast aside, Ravina refuses to sit back and accept her fate. Desperate for a solution, she embarks on a journey to find a healer who might save her sister—if only to take back control of her own destiny. But the healer lives in a rival pack’s territory, a pack that does not trust outsiders. When she arrives, she comes face-to-face with Alpha Alaric, a ruthless leader who stirs something deep inside her. Alaric recognizes her immediately. She is his mate. But Ravina, broken and guarded, does not return the recognition. Worse, she has lost her wolf, her strongest ally. Alaric is determined to keep her close, offering her a place among his warriors. Yet she resists him at every turn, hiding pain behind cold indifference.

"Amber." KC slides down to sit beside me. "Are you okay?" He places his hand on my knee and looks at me with compassion. "People are dying," I whisper. "I can't..." "The others have pulled back again. Right now, we are all safe," KC tells me. "Adis wants a meeting in the commando room. The rest is on the computers." "Is there any way to stop this?" I ask, letting KC help me to my feet. "I am ready to do anything to stop this." "Only by killing Zombie," KC puts an arm around my waist and supports me on our way to the commando room. ***** Without any memory of her past and not knowing why people react to her as they do, a young woman has to learn to survive in the hard underworld of the city, among gangs and the unwanted citizens. Her apparent resemblance to Adis's dead girlfriend Amber places her in the middle of a war that can easily cost her and others their lives. In her quest to find her identity, Adis gives her the name Amber. Now, the new Amber has to learn to tell friend from foe, to see behind the lies, and to decide if Adis's past matters at all. When Adis asks Tjeck to train Amber, he gets pulled into the war happening around him, far more than he wants to be. Tjeck's alliance with Adis hangs by a thin thread when he not only develops feelings for Amber but also starts a relationship with Kattie, who already has a boyfriend in Clay, Adis's second in command. Will Adis's brother Zombie start the war he is threatening? What does Amber feel for Thorn, a member of the gang 'the stars,' who sees she-wolves as less than men?

“It's only fair to have some fun as well” I muttered to myself, ready to leave my dignity behind as I cheerfully reached for the bulge in his pants, letting my fingers roam wild as I pulled out his already hardened d**k, teasing the tip with my tongue as I marvelled at his size. “Suck it and don't stop until I tell you to” he ordered whilst grabbing a firm hold of my hair, yanking my head backwards. “Stop” I muttered inaudibly, "you're gripping too hard". “What? Can't handle it a little rough?” He mocked, yanking me up by my hair, pinning me against the wall. “i have no intention of being gentle with you, so if you can't sit pretty and take it like a good girl, then you're welcome to leave, but making that decision might cost you your life, because I don't like it very much when women walk out on me, especially during intimacy” “so…what's it going to be?” I smirked lightly as I answered his question by shoving him to the bed. “Then it seems I have no choice but to please you tonight, you can use me however you see fit and I'll ensure to ride you like my life depends on it” I responded, my clothes slowly falling to the floor layer by layer as I got on top of him, smiling in satisfaction as I buckled his belt around his wrist, restraining him to the bed as I positioned myself, ready to take full control. Elisa darkhorse, betrothed to Damian Greyhound but is met in matrimony with him young uncle (Leonard Greyhound) instead. will Damian give way for their relationship to blossom? or will the relationship prove fatal as a toxic love triangle is formed?

Ilana Denvers is a ghost—an assassin who lives in the shadows, hunting those who deserve it. But when her latest target is a woman with no known crimes, something doesn’t sit right. Josephine Meyers is the fragile wife of one of the city’s most powerful men, and taking her out should be simple. Yet, the deeper Ilana digs, the more the lines between victim and villain blur. Then there’s Calix Meyers—heir to a fortune he wants nothing to do with. Drawn to Ilana’s sharp tongue and enigmatic presence, he doesn’t realize she’s the danger lurking in his home. She never meant to fall for him, but emotions have no place in her world. As secrets unravel, Ilana discovers the true monster behind the curtain: a man who reminds her too much of the past she’s been running from. With killers on her heels and a heart she never planned to use, Ilana must decide—will she finish the job and disappear? Or will she finally stand and fight for something other than revenge?

Si Izzy Abella ay kinailangang magpaalila sa isang bilyonaryong nagngangalang Karson dahil sa kasalanan ng kaniyang ama rito. Matapos kasing maaksidente ang minamanehong kotse ng kaniyang ama ay basta na lamang itong tumakas. Posible kayang magkagusto si Izzy sa tao na walang ibang ginawa kun 'di ang pagsalitaan siya ng masama?

In Black Salt, love is a sickness you can’t hide—a slow gnawing beneath the skin that leaves you hollowed, grayed, and eventually gone. No one stays long enough to see it through; they leave before the rot finishes its work. It’s what the town teaches you: when it starts, you run. You look away. You survive by pretending not to feel. But Atlas is tired of pretending. The halls of Black Salt High are full of kids pretending they don’t see each other’s bruised hearts, pretending their bones aren’t already whispering warnings. Still, he can’t forget the weight of a father who stayed—not out of love, but because he never felt it deep enough to decay. That truth lingers in Atlas like a second shadow. And then there’s Nova—the outsider with a storm in her bones. And Wren, all sharpness and fight. Milo, who cracks jokes to keep the silence at bay. Luce, who wears her thorns like jewelry. Together, they don’t know how to stop the rot. But they’re learning how to sit with it, how to name it, how to refuse the small, hollow deaths of pretending not to care. In a town where love is a death sentence, staying might be the bravest thing of all.

A loveless arranged marriage brought Tessa and Elvis together. After two years, Elvis divorces Tessa, revealing his undying love for his childhood sweetheart, Harriet. Tessa discovers she's pregnant, two days after the divorce. Seven years later, a shocking truth is revealed. Is the child Tessa came back with, his? Has she moved on? What happens as Elvis tries to win Tessa back? Will Harriet sit and watch?