Sonic And His Friend

When Alpha heir, Eddie Beaumont finally feels the pull of the one fated to love him forever, he expects a woman. A luna to stand beside him, strengthen the pack,, like his mother did for his father. But fate laughs. The moon goddess makes her first mistake. Because the scent that calls to him, the person that makes his soul sing, is a man. Noah Harrow. A brooding man who hates the world and seems to hate Eddie even more. Noah wants nothing to do with Eddie, and this should make him happy, after all, there has never been a man with another man for a mate. But Noah is all he can think about, his mind is consumed with the one man who wants nothing to do with him. With every rejection Noah sends his way, Eddie wants to own him even more. But somethings are better off leaving them alone, which Eddie will soon enough, find out.

Olivia is a best selling author yet unknown. Parents who will do anything to look good in the media Olivia is set out to marry a business tycoon Tay Payne. He is young, powerful,bad boy and he knows it. He wants to make Olivia his no matter what. As they venture into their passionate relationship Olivia finds secrets the media doesn't know. Can she handle them.

"Marry me.", Nicolas had his eyes fixed on her lips. "Huh? Pardon?", Sanaya was totally surprised. She was in a dream? Or... ** Sanaya Roy Chowdhury, from a small town in India who ran away from home. Twenty one years old Beautiful, tall and a simple girl. After running away to the USA she thought she finally got her freedom but one day, when she went to a party with her best friend she was lost. When she was searching for a way out she was chased by bad boys. In order to save herself from them she asked a complete stranger to pretend to kiss her. Exactly when she thought she was saved there was something waiting for her... When the stranger will ask her to marry him, will she agree? But he'll have her agreeing anyway possible because he wants her, AT ANY COST. His name is Nicolas Davis.

VIOLET-He left me because of his secrets that he refused to share with me. He didn't care how he shattered already broken pieces and left a mess. My family was the one to put me back together with their love & care. And now I'm a completely different person, the girl who was abused & the woman who was left behind are nowhere to be found. Now I'm here with an armor that I'd built in his absence, with a heart incased behind walls of steel & I refused to let him fool me again. He might've been the one to heal my body with his soft touches but my heart was too tender to believe in him again despite that one dream that could be possible only with him. He says he'd his reasons, that he'll do anything for my forgiveness. But should I trust him again? Should I give him the chance he's begging for? Or should I just fool him like he did me & get what I really want? COLE-I made a mistake when I left her. But now I'm back to beg for forgiveness. The problem is My broken princess has turned into one with steel heart & ironclad armor. She doesn't care about my sweet words or tender touches anymore. She's not the woman I'd left behind. She knows how to hurt me & she hurts me where it's fucking painful. She says she won't forgive me but she'll have to because there was nothing else I wanted more than her forgiveness. I'll do anything she wants, give her everything she needs except that one thing that she really wanted from me. For the second time I'll do something she'll hate me for but at least I'll have her where I wanted her. By my side-In my heart-As my wife.

My blood ran cold. Not just because of the words, they’d done worse than the scheme. They mocked me. Rewrote my pain as a punchline. Danced on the grave of my dignity like it was confetti. I staggered back from the door, suddenly aware of how my hands were trembling. Of how my chest rose and fell like I was still being dragged underwater. I could still feel it, the betrayal. The nights I cried myself sick. The baby. The blood. The gaslighting. The cold stares. The silence. No, this wasn’t just a memory. It was a resurrection. I pressed my hand to my chest, grounding myself. This body? This moment? It was mine now. Not theirs. Not his. If this was a curse, I’d break it. If this was a second chance? I’d weaponize it. Let them laugh. Let them bask in their borrowed joy. Because from this moment on, I’m not playing the quiet, obedient pawn. I’m the storm they tried to silence. The reckoning wrapped in silk and scars. They don’t deserve peace. Not after what they did to me. I’ll make them feel it. The same agony, the same betrayal. No, worse. Double. And the Kensingtons? Oh, they won’t be spared either. Their blood's just as soaked in my suffering. I lived by their rules in my last life. In this one? They live by mine. And mercy? Yeah, I left that behind in the last timeline.

Women wish to have a husband like Nikaulas King. Clearly, the man was madly in love with his wife for only a person who is madly in love would wed a crippled woman.But was it the truth?Angela Hernandez and Nikaulas King were married for two years. Angela loved him with all her heart but he was in love with someone else, Leah, his best friend's wife.Despite that, she hoped that one day he would take a look at her. One day he will take her name while being inside her and that one day he will reciprocate her love but what she ever got in return was heartbreak and his ignorance because, one she was crippled and second, his heart was already taken.But what would happen when one day she would reject his touch and demand for divorce?This is the story of his broken angel.The story of rejection and obsession

It started with the most annoying encounter at the mall. One glance at him, she wished she never crossed paths with him again, He wished so too. Not until fate brought them back again. At her father's party. Something about her pulled him slowly and deeply without warning. He tried to shrug it off but he couldn't. Then one night, Alex had too many drinks and Alice is to meet her friend at the hotel when she walked into the room where he is...and they crossed a line they aren't meant to. During the act, he made it clear: He never wanted kids. She nodded, not until her test results came back positive. Years later, their paths cross again. He sees a little boy with his hair type....and he demands to know who he is. But the man beside her, Chris Wales, holds secrets darker than anyone suspected. Secrets that tie him to her blood in the most twisted way. Can a child mend what fate once broke? Or will secrets tear them apart once more? Or will secrets, lies, and a mother’s manipulations tear them apart once more?

On the day I was supposed to marry Cyrus Lloyd, his crush returned from abroad. She held a notice which said she did not have long to live and smiled sadly. “Cyrus, I thought you’d let me wear a wedding dress one last time.” To grant her wish, Cyrus gave her my wedding dress. He even made her as the bride instead of me. He locked me inside the dressing room. Through the door, he said in annoyance, “We still have a future together. What’s wrong with letting her have this?” Later, a rich guy who secretly had a crush on me proposed to me. With teary eyes, Cyrus begged, “Do you really not care about me anymore because of him?” I took a step back. “We don’t have a future anymore. Why should I care about you?”

After a life-saving heart transplant, Becky Stewart is swept into a whirlwind romance with the enigmatic billionaire, William Edward. For three blissful years, he makes her feel like the only woman in the world—until he confesses a devastating truth: he married her believing she carried the heart of his deceased lover. He never loved her and now he wants nothing to do with her. He wants a divorce. Shattered by the betrayal, Becky agrees to a quiet divorce, only to discover weeks later that she’s pregnant with his twins. She disappears from his life without a trace. Now, five years later, she returns, no longer the fragile woman he once knew. With a thriving career, a steely heart, She has a new name, a new life, and two children with eyes that look a little too much like his.

I was diagnosed with cancer. After much deliberation, I called my husband. He fell silent for a long while. “Most of our mortgage is unpaid, and our children need money for school. You should go for conservative treatment.” I called my mother while weeping. “You’re so troublesome. None of my friends or family have cancer!” I stopped crying and started living for myself. God favored me and let me see reality early in my life. He even gave me a chance to start over.