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On the day my CEO boyfriend, Benjamin West, and I go register our marriage, his manipulative female assistant, Chelsea Miller, suddenly hands over her ID first. Just like that, the marriage certificate that is supposed to belong to me and Benjamin becomes one hers and his instead. Taken aback, I anxiously ask what is going on. But Chelsea suddenly drops to her knees dramatically and cries in despair, "Giselle, this is all my fault! My child needs a local address to enroll in school. If it hadn't been for that, I would never have resorted to a fake marriage with Benjamin." She even sobs inconsolably and threatens to smash her head against the wall so as to make it up to me with her death. Benjamin is usually clear-headed and can easily distinguish right from wrong. But this time, not only does he not defend me, but he even slaps me in public! He fumes, "Chelsea is a single mother. She's only doing this for her child. Do you really have to be so petty? It's just a marriage certificate. Once her child gets into school, I will divorce her. Can't we register our marriage a little later? Is it necessary to back her into a corner?" "Hurry up and apologize to Chelsea. Then, give half of your salary to her as compensation. If you cooperate, I can lend you the marriage certificate for Chelsea and me so you can take some photos and show off in the family group chat. Otherwise, forget about marrying me." I laugh humorlessly. "Then let's not register our marriage at all." Not only do I no longer want the marriage certificate, but I also don't want him anymore.

Ce qui a commencé comme une histoire d'amour, devient vite une histoire d'horreur ! Lors de la dix-neuvième siècle Montana ranch, Ian Murray, découvre une femme nue et ensanglantée sur ses terrains nouvellement acquis et prend sa maison pour s'occuper de sa, il n'avait aucune idée de ce qui allait suivre. Il n'a pas non plus savoir que sa propriété une fois avait une colonie appelée ruisseau boueux, mais il et ses habitants ont été détruits par des hors-la en maraude et sa demeure n'a jamais eu tendance à par n'importe qui par la suite. Trouver son os éparpillés tout autour de l'holocauste, les bâtiments qu'il ordonna à ses hommes d'éliminer les choses, mais, il avait un petit problème. Non seulement l'endroit était hanté par les esprits en colère des colons pauvres, mais la femme qu'il n'avait sauvé était possédé par un succube qui était après son âme. Avec Ian pris dans un site web de lure, fantomatique mal ses hommes cherchent l'aide d'un homme médecine des Pieds-Noirs, mais cela a-t-il appel à lui à temps pour sauver leur patron d'un sort pire que la mort ?

La vie ou tout simplement le destin est une chose qu'on ne saurait contrôler. Si l'on avait dit à Samantha Queen qu'elle tomberait amoureuse de Luke Prescott , le mec qu'elle a rejeté au premier abord, elle serait sarcastique et ironie du sort c'est tout simplement ce qui est arrivé. Les contraires font les paires. Ils se sont rencontrés, elle l'a détesté, elle l'a aimé, il l'a aimé puis ensuite ils se sont aimés. Extrait : [-Samantha Queen , définitivement tu déballes toujours tes émotions. Viviane m'a ouvert les yeux sur ce que je perdrais si jamais je ne t'avouais pas que tu me plaisait. C'est elle qui m'a poussé à tout te dire hier soir. Visiblement tu as une tout autre idée de moi. Tu penses que j'aurais pu sortir avec toi pour de l'argent?? C'est toi qui me déçoit parce que je n'aurais jamais pensé que tu penserais ça de moi et tu sais quoi, c'est moi qui démissionne! Quoi? Mon dieu qu'est ce que j'ai fait.Il se dirigeait vers la porte sans doute il allait rentrer chez lui. Je le suivit -Luke attend! -Fallait y réfléchir avant de me tomber dessus]

Depois que tranquei a faculdade, meus pais não me pressionaram. Mas a amiga de infância do meu namorado, que sempre cultivou a imagem de ser uma pessoa superinteligente, me ligou. Eu estava ocupada aproveitando a vida no interior, cultivando uma horta, nadando no riacho, sem tempo algum para programar. Na vida passada, ela entregou, um dia antes de mim, um projeto de programação idêntico ao meu. Todos me insultaram, dizendo que eu era desavergonhada, acusando-me de plágio e fraude. Tentei me explicar, mas ninguém acreditou em mim. Depois, ela ainda fez lives, caluniando-me na internet, dizendo que eu praticava bullying no campus. Atacaram minha família nas redes sociais de maneira enlouquecida, meus pais, tentando fugir de perseguidores extremistas, acabaram sofrendo um acidente de carro e faleceram. Não suportando o golpe, saltei de um prédio alto, morta sem poder descansar em paz. Até o último instante, enquanto minha consciência se dissipava, eu não conseguia entender o que havia acontecido. Era claramente o fruto do meu próprio esforço, por que alguém conseguiu publicar antes de mim? Quando abri os olhos novamente, eu, Sílvia Simões, voltei para o dia anterior ao incidente do plágio.

Depois de ser demitida da empresa, voltei para o interior e, todos os dias, ia jogar dominó com a minha avó. Mas, de repente, minha família inteira parecia ter enlouquecido e estava me procurando por toda parte. Tudo porque, depois que fui embora, minha irmã, a genial designer de joias, não conseguia mais criar nenhum esboço. Na vida anterior, durante o Concurso Nacional de Design de Joias, minha irmã sempre conseguia apresentar antes de mim um rascunho idêntico ao meu. Todos acreditavam que eu plagiava, até mesmo minha família se levantou para testemunhar a favor dela. A empresa concluiu que eu tinha má conduta e havia copiado obras, causando danos à reputação deles; me demitiram na hora e ainda exigiram que eu pagasse uma indenização gigantesca. E minha família passou a me ver como um fardo, me expulsando de casa. Sob a pressão do afeto familiar destruído e da opinião pública, desenvolvi depressão e, caminhando pela rua, fui atropelada por um fã da minha irmã. Antes que minha consciência se dissipasse, eu ainda não entendia por que minha irmã sempre conseguia apresentar um desenho igual ao meu antes de mim. Quando abri os olhos novamente, tinha voltado para o dia anterior ao Concurso Nacional de Design de Joias.

Riley Miller, the girl of a strong colorful imagination and a crazy wish list, never thought that her wishes for something different and an exciting dramatic life along with some romance would come really come true. She was a crazy girl full of life, and adventure. She was the life of the party, leaving an impact and catching eyes of the people everywhere she went. Her charming and entertaining personality, bubbly aura, and sarcastic comebacks never failed to leave everyone in awe. Then again, she also never thought a cocky Alpha, previously stalker, would become her roommate, make her fall for him and give her all she’d ever wish for. Supernatural stuff, drama, excitement, action and adventure, and hot dudes. Mix in a couple of best friends, a psychotic ex, a traitor, superpowers and the enemy that has been hunting since the last hundred years for his revenge and you’re bound to get a venturesome life. Which is all she wants. Hunter Axel Knight, God of Werewolves also known as The Chosen One, the most powerful werewolf to ever exist has longed for his mate since decades, centuries even. So when he finally encounters his mate, he is the happiest man alive and vows to do everything for her safety and happiness. She was a human but he couldn’t care less. Learning about his mate’s desire and wishes, he disguises himself as an ordinary man in hopes to make her fall for him and then revealing himself and his world to her. But when secrets are revealed, mysteries are solved, and people are exposed, things may not be as they seem. After all, what we see from our eyes is not always the truth. ~My Socials ~ Fb : https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100069959992913 Instagram : @_maia_june_

"Luna Seraphina, are you certain you wish to proceed with the breaking of the mate bond? Once we begin the ritual, the bond between you and Alpha Kaden will be gone forever. Your power, your standing, and everything you hold within the pack will no longer exist." The aged priest of the pack held Seraphina’s hand, her weathered eyes reflecting worry. Seraphina nodded, her voice unwavering with determination. "I’m sure." The priest persuaded Seraphina, "The ritual will bring you unimaginable pain, and Alpha Kaden will suffer greatly too. Please, could you reconsider it?" Seraphina broke the skin of her finger with a silver pen and pressed her blood print on the ancient werewolf script to seal the deal. "Let’s begin." "Very well. After the ritual, you will forsake the name, Seraphina Mor, and in return, the Moon Goddess will grant you a new life. You will go by Kathryn Flint, is that correct?" "Yes." Kathryn would leave and begin a new chapter in a forest. It was a path she had set out for herself. She was going to leave and break free from the pack that had been nothing but lies. After the ritual, the priest handed her a new human ID and passport. "Can I leave the territory now?" "Yes, you may. The confirmation slip holds the Moon Goddess’s blessing, which has the power to mask your scent from the Alpha seeking to track you, but it can only last for a week." Seraphina prepared her departure with haste. She would bring nothing else with her, neither her Luna staff nor her registered name on the pack’s records. Seraphina was leaving with her new passport in a week anyway. The Luna title could remain with the pack for good, for she no longer needed it.

Lors d'un tremblement de terre à l'étranger, ma belle-mère et moi avons été piégées en même temps. L'équipe de secours savait que le jet privé de mon mari se trouvait à proximité. Ils m'ont demandé de le contacter pour obtenir de l'aide, mais j'ai secoué la tête et j'ai refusé. Dans ma vie précédente, je m'étais acharnée à l'appeler pour qu'il vienne. Grâce à cela, ma belle-mère et moi avions été sauvées. Mais sa précieuse 'amie d'enfance' avait pris la mouche et était sortie s'amuser. Elle avait été agressée à mort. Devant sa mère, mon mari avait dit que cette fille frivole n'avait que ce qu'elle méritait. Mais le jour d'anniversaire de sa mort, il m'avait tuée exactement de la même manière. « Je sais que tout ça, c'était ton plan. Tu dois payer pour Chloé ! » Revenant à la vie, mon mari a enfin emmené son amour idéalisé admirer les lumières de la ville depuis son jet privé. Mais quand il a appris ce que nous avions vécu, il est devenu fou.

Sejak lama Thalia ingin merasakan solo travelling. Merasakan suasanan yang jauh berbeda, di tempat yang asing, hanya seorang diri. Tidak hanya dikhianati sahabat, perceraian kedua orang tuanya semakin membuat Thalia merasa jenuh dan tertekan, sehingga membulatkan keinginannya untuk pergi ke Chiang Mai tanpa ditemani siapapun. Siapa sangka, perjalanan solo travellingnya itu memberi kehidupan berbeda. Bertemu sahabat barunya Manee, cewek ganteng yang berprofesi sebagai penulis dan selalu siap sedia nganterin Thalia buat eksplor tempat-tempat menarik selama di Chiang Mai. Perjalanan itu pun membuat Thalia bertemu dengan Brian, cowok cuek asal Indonesia yang sama-sama lagi menghabiskan waktu keliling dunia, mengisi aktivitas gap-year. Rasa spesial di antara mereka membangun hubungan yang tidak biasa. Manee yang diam-diam punya perasaan dengan Thalia, juga Brian dan Thalia yang sama-sama naksir satu sama lain. Melalui perjalanan singkatnya, Thalia mendapat banyak jawaban atas pertanyaan-pertanyaan yang selama ini ia tanyakan pada dunia.

Mi mejor amigo me emborrachó para que me acostara con su esposa. Pensé que era una de sus fantasías. No fue sino hasta que lo metieron preso que entendí que eso era solo el principio. Lo que nunca imaginé fue que, cuando salió de la cárcel, me convertiría en cómplice de su muerte.