Still In Diapers At 16

By month four of my IVF treatments, my husband's childhood sweetheart posted a picture of herself cradling her baby bump. The caption? [Having a happy ending with my first love. A family of three.] And there he was—his hand in the shot, making a cutesy heart with hers. Oh, and the cherry on top? He was still wearing his wedding ring.

My son was no longer with us. His heart, while he still breathed, was cruelly harvested and given to someone of influence—Michele Finnen, the wife of Scott Langley. Just because she had heart disease and was powerful, she sent people to snatch my son away. As an orphan and now a single mother, my son was all the family I had. He would curl up in my arms and whisper, "Mommy, don't be scared. I'll protect you when I grow up!" He was the center of my universe. Consumed by a seething hatred for Michele, I craved vengeance. I was determined to reclaim my son's heart myself, ensuring he would leave this world whole. To do that, I set my sights on Michele's husband, Scott. He was still enamored with his first love. But fate played a cruel joke: suddenly, out of nowhere, that very woman experienced a car accident. And the strangest part? I looked almost just like her.

A young, beautiful she-wolf moves into the house opposite mine. She always strikes up conversations with me, her tone filled with enthusiasm. "You and Mr. Howl have such a great relationship. Even after seven years of marriage, he still kisses you goodbye when he leaves. It’s so sweet." She blinks playfully before continuing, "I have a friend who constantly complains about his mate. He says every time he kisses her, it feels like he's kissing a fat pig. Her scent disgusts him, and he can't even get hard when she's around. "And at night… just the sight of her belly rolls and sagging skin makes him want to throw up." I don’t particularly like this she-wolf, but I still offer her a polite smile. That night, however, when my mate kisses me, he suddenly freezes—then pushes me away and runs to the bathroom to vomit.

Ryan Harris asks his wife of over two years for a divorce one night out of the blues. At first, Becca refuses because she's desperately in love with him, and tries to change his mind, but he makes her life miserable and she has no choice but to leave. However, she finds out just two weeks after she leaves that she's carrying her now ex-husband's child, and at first, entertains the notion of getting rid of the baby, but decides to keep it in the end. Seven years later, she's still unmarried, having given up on love, and is raising her beautiful daughter alone when Ryan unwittingly brings his daughter over to attend Becca's daughter's birthday. Becca hates him now ... or so she tells herself and doesn't want to give him access to his newfound child. However, the bond between father and child is unbreakable and Becca is torn on what to do, as she still harbors feelings for her ex-husband, who is seeking reconciliation.

Get out of my house. I don't want to see you ever again slut! Those were the exact words he threw at my face. It had been a year now but I still couldn't forget him. My new born baby got his blue eyes. I just didn't know why he called me a slut. I should had been warned by his coldness towards me the week before we got divorce. I never saw it coming. He was David James Miller. Of course, he could always find another woman to replace me. He always had women on his beck and call before I got married to him. He was my first in everything. He was so happy when he learned that I was still a virgin. I waited for the right time and it was worth it, with him. He divorced me without any explanation. Then he suddenly appeared and wanted to get back to my life, to our lives.

Rosalina Roseburg is a beautiful young girl who gets caught in sex trafficking in Italy by her loving boyfriend. After being tortured for the whole two weeks, she lets go all her hopes and will to live. That's when she's stood in an auction for the elites where she's bought by the mafia prince of Italy , Leonardo Luciano. Who hates prostitution and prostitutes with all his might. He hates his mother the most in the world who was a prostitute and still suffers from his past. He hates that Rosalina is also someone who worked as a prostitute. He hates her, but with every passing day, he gets infatuated with her. Will he ever let go of his hatred and accept rosalina as she is? How will Leonardo face the curse of his past? Does rosalina still love her ex-boyfriend?What will happen when rosalina meets her ex-boyfriend again? What will Rosalina do if her ex-boyfriend is someone close to Leonardo? Who will Leonardo choose for him? Find out....

A few years have passed , since Yella and Chase separated. She never thought that her path with Chase, her ex boyfriend, will across again. Chase became Yella's boss after she applied being an assistant to his company to feed her family. Chase was cruel to her, He wanted Yella suffer 'till she kneeled down in front of him. After knowing that her sister has a lung cancer , she endure painful things Change have done, She needed a big amount of money for his sister operation, she worked hard, she never give up, she entered all work she could do , but despite of her hardship still lacked of money. As the days went by, her sister's chances of living longer became even smaller. Yella realized after a few years of their separation , she still loved Chase. Would she risk her life again for the second chance to love him?

I'd been home for half a month, but I still couldn't shake the feeling that Mom wasn't quite herself anymore. She looked and sounded like she always had, but something felt different. Then, one day, I got a message from her that sent a chill down my spine. "Lily, hide! There's a ghost in the house!" At first, I thought she was pulling a prank on me—or maybe her account got hacked. Then, there was a knock on my bedroom door. Mom, who had just finished cooking, called out to tell me the meal was ready. I was still hesitating when another message popped up. It was a voice message. "Trust me, Lily. I'm your real mom! The one out there is a ghost! Run!" It sounded just like Mom's voice from outside. My mind was racing in panic. Not hearing me respond, Mom giggled from the other side of the door and said, "I'm coming in."

On my five-year-old son Oliver's birthday, I baked him his favorite allergy-safe cake and he said he wanted my husband's secretary, Rachel, to be his mom. While I worked hard for my husband and son to have a privileged life, they went to an amusement park with Rachel to eat ice cream together. I still worked overtime to treat him when Oliver openly denied that I was his mother in the kindergarten and claimed that Rachel was his "biological mother". I still believe his assurances even after I discovered a photograph of my husband Derek and Rachel from before we met. I thought being Head Healer of Blood Moon Pack meant I could mend any wound, but some betrayals cut too deep for even the strongest magic to heal. As it is, it's time for them to know how much I paid for our perfect little family. It's time for them to pay me back for everything I've given them.

He had been by her side for as long as she could remember. All her life, she had been teased by this soul. His words drove her to tears countless times and yet he still brought smiles to her face. She knew of only one fact, he hated her for something she did not know. He was most probably a punishment to her for something done in her past life. He had taken her first kiss, he had ruined every chance she had with any guy. Her only hope of getting out of his grip was her finding her mate who would protect her from him but that hope was ripped away from her when she found out that he was still yet her mate and she must help him become the wolf he always wanted to be, the Alpha of the Dark Wold Pack. "You are my mate, Hazel." "You are bound to me forever, pretty head"