Strings Of Fate

"You're useless, so why would I be with you!…it's over, I'm getting married to someone else!" Arthur's wife said. — Everyone looks down on Arthur stark. His in-laws call him trash and useless, they consider him lower than their maids, treat him worse than they would treat an animal. But none of that mattered, all that mattered to Arthur Was his wife, and he was patiently waiting for his wife to hold his hand without being ashamed of him. Unfortunately for Arthur that day never came, as he one day discovered his wife was a cheat.

"Watch and learn. On how the person you called a pathetic commoner would be the one to bring you to your knees." - Augustus Fordman. *** In a world that shunned him, August Fordman was the perpetual outcast. From being labeled as the "pathetic commoner" to the heartbreak of Samantha betraying him, followed by a reputation-shattering scheme, he reached rock bottom. But this was the last time everyone could cast stones at him. Rising from the ashes, he reclaims his true heritage as the heir to the highest-ranking family. Now armed with immense power and wealth, he vowed a promise to himself: They'll soon taste the torment he once endured. He will return the same pain everyone made him feel!

She thought it was love. But was it really a love or his TRAP. He was thirsty for revenge, drowned in hatred. His heart was dead, only hatred left in him. She brings the spark of solace in his dark world unaware about the tornado that will ruin her life. He was a burning flame and she was an ice. His deep eyes held so many secrets while her eyes held pure innocence and fear; Fear of him. He wants nothing but revenge and she is going to be his trump card. She loved a monster in human disguise. When she learns about his dirty game plans she tries to escape from his territory. But, will he let her go away? NO. He is so obsessed with her that he will go to the extent even if it means to cage her, with or without her will. "You are MINE Shanaya, you can't escape, this is my world and I rule here" Avyaansh "Please don't hurt me" Shanaya Why does Avyaansh want revenge? Why is he using Shanaya? What hidden secret still needs to come out. A tale of Revenge, Love, Lies and Heartbreak.

อาเฟย ลูกครึ่งไทยจีน เขาเป็นนักโบราณคดี ไประหว่างที่เขากำลังตรวจสอบวัตถุโบราณเกิดสิ่งอัศจรรย์ นำพาให้เขาทะลุมิติไปในราชวงศ์ฉิน เขาทะลุมาในกองทัพของท่านอ๋องหลี ท่านอ๋องผู้มีฉายาว่าไร้พ่าย ทั้งสองคนเป็นคู่อริกันทันทีเพราะท่านอ๋องเข้าใจว่าอาเฟยเป็นหัวขโมยและขโมยหยกประจำตัวของเขาไป อาเฟยที่ใช้แม่ไม้มวยไทยกับท่านอ๋องที่ปากดี ไม่เคยมีสักวันที่พวกเขาจะดีกัน

Have you ever thought what one's life would be if their fate wasn't decided by the moon goddess?. Everything would be very different, one would get the chance to decide what path to take and who to love. Sadly that wasn't the case for me. My fate was already sealed the day I was born a Werewolf. The fact that I was born an omega meant that I was below the high ups. My purpose was to serve and please them as they wanted. I was never to look them in the eye or answer them back unless ordered to. One of my duty was to spread my legs for the alpha and let him breed me as he saw fit, until I could produce him pups as many as he wanted. Only then would I be given the freedom I longed for. And that was an omega's fate in our pack.

MollyJay Bijou is a woman of almost 30 who works 3 jobs and has fewer friends, and as an orphan she has no family. Her life had been a perfect series of screw ups and disappointments, until an obnoxious stranger and his rowdy friends change all that. Werewolves from the moon? You have got to be joking...right? ***BOOK 1 COMPLETE**** Book 2: War of the Wolves will continue the story

On my son’s birthday, my husband had asked his first love to pick our son up from our home. While I stubbornly refused to let him go, a huge fire broke out in the hallway during our standoff. I was struck by falling debris, and blood started streaming from my head. However, my son was unharmed as he lay beneath me. My husband, who was a firefighter, came forward to rescue us. But he handed the only gas mask he had to his first love. “Miss Leia has a weaker constitution. Dad, please get her out first. Mom, wait for the other firefighters to save you!” I watched them leave with a faint, bitter smile. It appeared that they had both forgotten my severe asthma and the fact that I would die without a gas mask.

On the day of Charles Green’s birthday party, he put a diamond ring on Lilu Ximmer’s finger. Lilu stared at the ring and felt flattered. “Charles, are you really going to divorce her and marry me?” Charles raised an eyebrow in amusement. “I’m single.” We had been married for three years, but Charles, my husband, never once acknowledged me as his wife. It was because I caused his sister’s death. If I had not held Charles back and refused to let him go, perhaps his sister could have been saved. That was why I was the reason for his sister’s death. I always thought that he hated me, until one day…

Kas Mason isn't just a werewolf. She's also a Goddess. One of the Moon Goddess' fifty daughters known as the Menae. After Kas dies from starvation in the dungeon of her own packhouse, at the order of her mate, Bronx, the Moon Goddess gives her a second chance at life. When Bronx, children of her friends, and children of the ranked members of the pack suddenly go missing, it's up to Kas to accept her heritage and fight for the ones she loves the most to bring them home, even if it costs her life. Note from the author: This is the third book in The Blood River Series. I recommend reading Forever in the Future and Forever in the Past AND Daughters of the Moon Goddess before starting this book.

At sixty-five, I got served divorce papers. The same day, my husband Sebastian — decked out in his wedding suit, of all things — popped a handful of sleeping pills in a suicide attempt. For years, we were the perfect couple. The kind of pair neighbors whispered about with envy. I couldn't wrap my head around it. The divorce. The pills. None of it made sense. Not until I found the photo and letter in his pocket.