Sound Breathing

“Y…you?”  He stepped closer to me, each sound making my heart race. I instinctively moved back but my back was already against the wall, there was nowhere to run, I had to face him and stand up to him but how would I even do that?. I could stand up to him when he was my boss, but now he is my mate, my second chance mate. Would he even accept me? Would he even want me? His son's caretaker?. A mere omega?.

Sara's legs straddling Austin's lap, their lips clashed in a fierce, passionate kiss. The sound of their lips meeting was like a spark, igniting a flame that threatened to consume them. "Mmm," Sara murmured, her lips vibrating against Austin's. "I hate you," Austin growled, his hands grasping her hips, pulling her closer. His fingers dug into her skin, sending shivers down her spine. Sara's hands were just as busy, her fingers tracing the lines of Austin's face, her thumbs brushing against his lips. "I hate you too," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of their kissing. Their lips parted for a moment, and Austin's tongue darted out, tracing the curve of Sara's lower lip. She moaned, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. Sara's hands began to roam, her fingers tracing the contours of Austin's chest. She reached for the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. As she exposed his chest, Austin's eyes locked onto hers, a warning flashing in their depths. "You'll hate me tomorrow," he said, his voice low and rough. Sara's eyes flashed with defiance, her hands continuing to explore Austin's chest. "We don't like each other anyway," she said, her voice husky with desire.

"What do you mean by that?I won't let you blackmail me into doing something I don't want to do." "What if I decide to expose your father's sins? I would tell the world what he had done and I'm sure the outcome would be very disastrous to his company. And it would be your fault for not helping him when you could." I sighed breathing in deeply, looking up to meet his eyes with a scorn on face. "Give the paper to me. I will sign it, but I'm changing this to a year and nothing more." "Oh my little flower. You would be mine forever, mine to tame and own." "I hate you so much. And I would make sure you pay for this."

I'm playing hide-and-seek with my son when he locks me on the balcony. It's freezing outside, and my face turns blue from the cold. However, all he does is laugh at me while I call for help. He makes ugly faces at me through the glass. "You look like the stray dog downstairs, Mom! You're so ugly!" I die a frosty and terrible death. Before breathing my last breath, I see my son excitedly give my husband a video call. "Mom has frozen to death, Dad. Can you take Ms. Cole home to be my new mom now?" When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the moment my son wants me to play hide-and-seek with him.

I was never supposed to be his bride, I was the mistake he couldn’t erase. Killian hated me for breathing and for simply existing. His eyes burned with anger every time they landed on me. There was so much hate and heat between us, I could barely breathe. Then there was Nolan, his brother. Quiet, but dangerous. He didn’t look at me like I was broken. He looked at me like he wanted to take everything I had—body and soul. I didn’t mean for this to happen. But guilt tastes a lot like desire when you’re starving for something real. And now I’m caught between two brothers…one who wants to hurt me, and one who already has. This isn’t just a love triangle. It’s a war. And I’m the weapon.

I woke up again to find myself locked up in a cage like an animal. That is where I always find myself after wining an almost loosing battle which involve's me having possession of some powers I have no knowledge of. I would remain in that cage with no food nor water but I survived anyways. Who am I? I am neither a human or an animal, I am both. I have elf ears, carrot nose, legs like that of a horse, got human breast though hairy and I have a hole. Wondering what I am? well I know not either, guess I just have to keep breathing until the day I meets the wizard again. My name is Special and this is my story....

The world has been cruel and dreadful to Cleo Remington ever since her father died. She was compelled to leave their province and work her fingers to the bone just to make ends meet. Life is indeed full of unexpected surprises, because in a fortuitous way, her path will cross with Zaccheus Garren Montreal, one of the youngest and most successful business tycoons in town. He's the epitome of power and dominion. A man who has the world wrapped around his fingers. When Cleo met him, she etched it in her mind to keep her distance from him.  Aside from the fact that his rude, blunt, and unfeeling attitude ticks her off, their first encounter was, without a doubt, horrible.  But how can she avoid him when they are living under the same roof and breathing the same air? 

Every year, like any other school out there, Apo University has its annual celebration and prior to this event they have what they call University’s Ambassador and Ambassadress Search. Every college should send and choose a pair to represent their respective college and course. But the supposed to be a happy celebration turn out a tragic and traumatizing event. One of the body’s contestant found lying down without any pulse rate and it’s not breathing anymore. Police investigation said that it was a suicide. But here’s Nine and Maxine that didn’t believe that their friend would do that such thing, they’re insisting their friend isn’t a suicidal. The concern and eagerness to bring the justice to the death of their friend lead them to investigate the case with their own even though the Police men wanted to close the case. However the case mysteriously brought them to something they never expected.

Elena Thompson thought folklore belonged in her lectures - until it came alive. At the Moonlight Festival in one moment she was laughing with her best friend in next she turned at the sound of her name and collided with someone - hard. Strong hands steadied her, and when she looked up, everything else disappeared. Amber eyes. A smile that stole her breath. A stranger who looked at her as though she were the only soul in the world. Ren is an Alpha, but Elena is human. She doesn’t belong in his world. It's a taboo. That love would break every law of his kind.

Yvonne Xander had three of her ribs broken before she finally managed to escape from the mental asylum. After she escaped, the first thing she did was to sign the agreement to donate her body after her death. “Miss Xander, we must let you know that this is a special donation. Your body will be used to test a new chemical reagent. By then, there might be nothing of you left.” Yvonne pressed down on her aching chest. Her broken ribs made her voice sound like a broken ventilator. With great difficulty, she grimaced. “Just what I want.”