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“Gabrielle, there's something we need to tell you," my dad started. I could feel my heart beating so fast, and I don't know why. But I feel like this was going to be a bad news. "I made a promise with my good friend, while we were in college — We promised each other that our children would get married."

“Tell me Margaux, How will I know if I can trust you again? Do I even have to invite your man here and make him spill the tea?” I am very furious. I can’t even describe how many times do I want to punch him in the face. How eager my hands are when it comes to hearing your name. “I have told you a lot of times that I don’t want you mentioning his name” Seems like the silence break every single spot in the room. How am I going to tell everyone about that. I am not yet ready to let everyone know that I haven’t seen you for weeks now. I am doing the best. The very best. Everyone knows that. “What’s the matter? I smell something different in your aura.” “Since when did you become a psychic huh?” I sighed. I will sell everything that I had just to see you again. To let you hear me apologize one more time.

A week after getting into a cold war with Alexander Griffin, his friends drag me to a private room. They drink and smoke inside, not caring that I have asthma. My breathing speeds up and it starts to get difficult for me. My hands tremble as I call Alexander and tell him I'm about to die. However, he's with his childhood sweetheart. He doesn't answer my calls. He finally answers when I'm about to pass out, but all he does is berate me. "You're old enough to know not to be so childish, Isabelle. Why would you think of joking around with your life? "Sasha's injured, and I'm tending to her wound—it's my duty as a doctor. Don't tell me you're jealous over that! For the last time, there's nothing between Sasha and me. It's up to you whether you believe it!" Later, I die in that private room. His friends throw my body into the sea to cover up their crimes. One day, Alexander finds my journal. That's when he loses his mind…

His hands held me in place as he gently lowered his head. His mouth was only a breath away from mine. I breathed in shakily. “Tell me to stop,” he whispered hoarsely as his lips slightly grazed my mouth. “Tell me to stop, Amelia.” I couldn't. My lips failed to move as I stood there, eager to taste his essence, even if it was for one night. Even if he wasn't aware of who I was. **** Amelia Fray, a small-town girl moves to the bubbling city of New York to provide for her mother and little sister. Instead, she finds herself in a precarious situation and at the mercy of Alexander Smith, the heir to one of the biggest conglomerates in New York. To protect herself, she signs a marriage contract with him. Despite her disastrous past relationship, she opens her heart to Alexander, hoping her love will be reciprocated. In their marriage, Amelia is forced to battle with Alexander’s past and present. Will she be willing to risk it all for him? Knowing that her love may never be requited? What happens when he becomes her nightmare?

Could you swing along to the flow of fate that purposely designed specifically for you? But what if every beat of your heart is yearning for love? "Am I selfish if I ask you to stay? If I tell you I love you, would you hold me closer?" Taste it. Savour it, but don't you ever claim it. It may be just a trap. Guard your heart.

Hurt and betrayed by the man she had a one-night-stand with and was starting to love, Elaine Matthews is devastated to learn that she's fallen pregnant for him. Worse, she doesn't know him from Adam, nor did she have a way of reaching out to him. Plus, they didn’t part ways amicably.Five years later, Elaine moves to New York in search of greener pastures with her four-year-old son. When she snags an interview with one of the top-leading publishing firms in New York, she receives a rude shock when she discovers that the father of her son is in fact her boss, and to make things even more devastating, he recognizes her and tries to right the wrongs that happened between them five years ago.But this new life is uncertain as Elaine finds it hard to tell him that they have a son together. Worse, the more time she spends in his arms, the guiltier she feels. Will she learn to let go and tell the truth, or will her secret keep her from enjoying this new fun-filled life? What would be Max’s reaction? Would he believe her?

Zyline had liked Nick for a long time. There were six of them in their group of friends, including Nick. Everyone knew about her feelings for him-except, it seemed, Nick himself. She couldn't tell if he was just insensitive or if he simply didn't have any feelings for her. Brent was her closest best friend among all of them, and even though she was too shy to tell him about her feelings for Nick, he knew anyway. What if, one night, Brent kissed her and said they should give it a try? She couldn't deny the spark she felt when he kissed her. She agreed to what he wanted-they would try to be together but in secret. Now, she was utterly confused. When Brent thought that she still had feelings for Nick, he suddenly left and disappeared without a word. That's when Nick finally pursued her for real. But why, instead of being happy-finally noticed by Nick as a woman-did her heart keep longing for Brent? Brent, who hadn't reached out to her since the night when something almost happened between them.

Year three of hiding who I was and dating Jenny Knapp, my parents finally said yes to the marriage. I rushed home, ready to tell her—then froze outside the door. Jenny was inside with Nolan Cruz, her childhood friend. "My neighborhood's about to get redeveloped. Big payout. You can finally dump that loser and be with me. If my family hadn't gone broke, you wouldn't have settled for him." No pause. "I'll tell him my family's drowning in debt so we can break up. Then I'll register the marriage with you right away." The words on my tongue died. I pushed the door open. She turned to me, face tight. "My family owes $500,000. I don't want to drag you down. Let's break up." "Sure." I pulled out my phone and texted my dad. [Dad, don't transfer those three buildings to Jenny. Cancel the South Borevia redevelopment project.] If she thought we were worlds apart, I'd show her exactly where I stood.

Everyone knows that the most powerful alpha in the werewolf world is Harrison. There are many legends about him. One of the most mysterious things is that he never announced his Luna. For six years, he hadn't talked about his mate, and no woman could get near him. Six years later, Kayla. returned to the city where she lived. In one encounter, Harrison, with red eyes and a hoarse voice, pressed her against the wall and said, “Do you think your tears still work for me?” Kayla looked down and did not speak. Suddenly a crisp child's voice sounded. “Mommy, what are you doing here?” Looking at the little girl, his pupils constricted. “Is this your daughter?” He asked. “So you broke up with the father? He got you and dumped you and your daughter?” Harrison threw his cigar into the ashtray, the corners of his mouth twitching with anger. “Tell me who the father is and I'll make him pay.” Kayla looked at the man she had missed for six years. She didn't know how to tell her that he was the father.

I drive a Rolls-Royce to the venue where my high school reunion is held. When my former classmates ask me how much the Rolls-Royce costs, I tell them that it belongs to the company. They begin telling everyone behind my back that I work as a company driver, and that I'm not living a good life at the moment. Then again, the car does belong to the company. It's just that the company is mine.