Tesehki Vs Marsh Mga Nobela at Kwento

My dad died in a car crash. On the seventh day after his death, I hear him whisper in my ear, "Amara, save your brother. There are cracks in the old stone bridge at the village entrance... It will collapse... He will die." I immediately call my brother, Asher Langford, and he takes a different route out of the village. But that afternoon, the police report that a murder took place on that road. The victim is Asher. My sister-in-law, Delia Winslow, and I bury him in tears. On the seventh day after my brother's death, I hear my dad's voice again. "Amara, keep an eye on Jasper. Don't go to the back of the hill. The dead trees there attract lightning... There will be a thunderstorm in three days." That night, Delia locks my nephew, Jasper Langford, inside the house. But three days later, Jasper falls from a window on the 12th floor. Delia goes insane after losing her husband and son consecutively in such a short time. Holding back my grief, I leave my own son, Billy Calloway, with my husband, Felix Calloway, and help Delia lay Jasper to rest. On the seventh day after Jasper's death, I see my dad holding Billy's hand and looking back at me with a sorrowful expression. He says, "Amara... There are spirits looking for substitutes in the reed marsh in the village. Take care of Billy. Don't go..."

Yvette Warren, personal secretary to billionaire Orson Cox, announced that the heiress who was accidentally switched at birth 20 years ago was living in this orphanage. Whoever could prove their identity would inherit a billion-dollar fortune. In my first life, the two-faced Laurel Marsh tricked me into giving her my keepsake to claim the family. The Coxes tore her mouth apart. "Fraud!" In my second life, my frenemy, Rebecca Vargas, tattooed a fake birthmark on herself to claim the family. The Coxes had her skin slashed to shreds. "Still a fraud!" In my third life, my sworn enemy, Vita Davidson, took out online loans to get plastic surgery, reshaping her face to resemble Orson's wife. She tried to claim the family and was thrown straight into a mastiff cage by the Coxes. By my fourth life, no one dared steal my identity anymore. They packed me up overnight and delivered me straight to the Cox residence. When the DNA test confirmed I really was the heiress, everyone thought the nightmare was finally over. But on my very first night back, the Coxes shoved me off a high-rise building. "Anyone who dares steal our real daughter's identity deserves to die!" When I opened my eyes again, Yvette was smiling as she asked who the heiress was. Everyone backed away in terror, insisting they weren't the heiress. Yvette's voice turned low and eerie. "But our investigation shows that the heiress is definitely in this orphanage."

My parents have invited all of their relatives and friends to our villa for a nice gathering to celebrate their golden anniversary. Isabel Atkinson, my wife who works as a model, suddenly calls me on the phone and claims that she needs to attend an urgent meeting hosted by her client. Before it's my turn to give a speech on the stage, my assistant suddenly hands my phone over to me. "Mr. Marsh, you might want to take a look at this…" The screen shows a social media post made by Miles Horton, an intern designer at our company. "At this moment, she belongs to me and me only." In the photo, Isabel can be seen sitting in a dimly-lit room. A few plain-looking dishes decorate the table. Her hair is slightly messy, but she continues to smile at the elder next to her. A cold, mocking smile appears on my face. It turns out that her so-called emergency meeting is a family gathering with Miles. I leave a comment in the comments section. "The food looks pretty tasty. I'd like to visit you next time." Chaos erupts on the social media feed instantly. Isabel calls me immediately. "Why are you being such a phony? You'd better delete the comment right now!" I just chuckle coldly as I end the call. Then, I send her a copy of the divorce papers I've drafted. Since Miles' matters are clearly more important to her, then she can forget about coming home forever.

My adopted daughter, Phoebe Marsh, possessed an evil ability. Whenever she got hurt, the pain would also be inflicted directly on my biological daughter, Maisie Shaw. She deliberately hurt herself, covering her body with wounds and bruises. Then, she would turn around with cold eyes, watching Maisie writhe on the floor in agony until she passed out from the pain. With no medical solution available, I broke down and held Maisie close, begging my husband, Brandon Shaw, to send Phoebe away. However, he would erupt in fury. "It's obviously Maisie who's been faking illness for attention, and you're making up this ridiculous story to get rid of Phoebe. She's just a fragile, helpless child. How can you be so vicious?" After that, Phoebe escalated her self-harm even more viciously. Meanwhile, Maisie spent every day curled up in the corner of her bed, refusing to let anyone touch her. On Maisie's birthday, Phoebe threw herself from the fifth floor. Just as Maisie was blowing out her candles and making a wish, she suddenly began bleeding from all her facial orifices, and she died instantly. Yet, Phoebe only suffered minor scrapes. I died from overwhelming grief shortly after. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to Phoebe's first day in our home. Maisie was playing with her Legos when she suddenly clutched her ankle and started crying. This time, I grabbed the broom from behind the door and swung it toward Maisie, shouting, "I'll beat you up for faking illness and seeking attention!"

He claims what's his. Too bad his brother wants it too. "You'll stay here," he said. "You'll fix my books. "You'll eat, sleep and breathe when I tell you to." "Or what ", I snapped "You kill me too" "No, I let Roman have you," his voice terrifyingly low One mistake got me fired. One signature tied me to Alessio Moretti. He's the most dangerous man in the city — cold, ruthless and terrifying possessive. And the moment I walked into his office, he made it clear I was his. But his brother thinks otherwise. Roman De Luca looks at me like he knows what I'm hiding. He says I belong to him. Caught between two brothers who hate each other more than anything. I have one rule: Don't trust either of them. Too bad neither of them plans to let me go. 18+ BL, Dark Mafia romance | Possessive/Obsessive ML | Brother vs Brother

Yolanda Redgrave of the Black River Pack comes from a prominent wolf shifter family and has scored the position of Arms Master. She believed that she would be the Luna of her pack. Not only did their Alpha take her as a lover, but he also broke off their relationship when he rejects her as his mate and Luna. She’s butt hurt, but she finds she okay with it all. That is until she had to watch a human take her place, and she has to guard her ass as they go to war with a Lich and his army. The war is over, but their fallout hasn’t stopped. Now an RCMP officer is investigating what happened, and he’s gorgeous. It’s now up to Yolanda and her team to deal with the mess left by the likeable officer, Ian Bennet. Sparks fly when they first meet, and trust is nowhere around. She operates in the dark and can’t answer his questions. He serves in the light and follows the rules to the letter. Bad girl she-wolf vs Good boy human. Will the secret supernatural world become exposed? Was her new Luna correct, and she would meet her mate and match in this human?

Ira gave everything to her marriage— her loyalty, her love, her soul. But on their third wedding anniversary, she witnessed her husband cheating on her with her twin sister, Myra. Suffocated and desperate to break free from this cage, Ira wants only one thing, Freedom, even if it means death. But the Moon Goddess has other plans. When fate places her in the path of Alpha Lucian, the most feared and powerful Alpha in North America, Ira makes a desperate move— she offers him a deal : one year of a contract marriage in exchange for his protection, and in return, she'll disappear from his life forever. Cold, dangerous and impossible to read, Lucian senses something about Ira that he can't ignore. As secrets unravel and sparks ignite, the line between protection and possession begins to blur. And Ira soon realizes...running from one Alpha may have led her straight into the arms of a far more dangerous one. Will she survive this new arrangement— or lose her heart in a deal meant to protect it? Tropes- Mate Betrayal. Contract Marriage. Secret Pregnancy. Kickass Heroine. Mate Vs Chosen Love. Courtroom Drama. Magic elements and Ritual sacrifices.

His hot breath brushed against my ear. “Are you sure you really want to do this, princess? Just so you know, if you do this, there’s no going back. You’re mine, and I don’t let go of what’s mine. Ever.” I gasped, a shiver racing down my spine. When he pulled back, those piercing hazel eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that stole my breath. “I want you, Adrian. I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone—more than even my husband. So stop talking and fuck me like you’ve never fucked any woman before.” ***** On her wedding anniversary, Lena Marsh sits alone. Again. After years of being ignored by her husband, she’s done waiting for a marriage that’s already dead. Then Adrian Blackwood enters her life. He’s dangerously charming, irresistibly confident, and completely off-limits, Adrian makes Lena feel seen for the first time in years. What starts as a reckless mistake quickly becomes something far more dangerous. But Adrian isn’t the only man watching. His powerful brother, Lena’s boss—has his own obsession with her, one that grows darker with every stolen glance. And when Lena’s husband finally realizes he’s losing her, he’ll do whatever it takes to win her back. Now Lena is caught between three men who want her for very different reasons. A husband desperate for a second chance, a forbidden lover who refuses to let her go, and a powerful boss who wants to possess her completely. As hidden secrets come to light and loyalties begin to shatter, Lena discovers that she isn’t just trapped in their war. She’s the reason it started and she could be the one who destroys an empire.

The moment Tammy, my adoptive parents’ biological daughter, was found, she began to stage the scene of a ‘real vs fake heiress’ drama. Tammy had cameras installed all over the house. Nowhere was safe, not even in the privacy of the bathroom. When one shorted out during her shower, Tammy landed herself in the hospital. Through tears, she told my parents that I was trying to get rid of her and demanded to call the cops. During a dinner out at the hotel restaurant, Tammy lost her footing and fell into the pool, all the while dragging me down. She cried and accused me of pushing her into the water. Apparently, had she not been smart enough to pull me along the ride, I would’ve gotten her killed. While our parents were away taking care of our hospital bills, Tammy snapped me an intimidating look. “I’m warning you. I’m different from the other heiresses in my position. I won’t put up with your antics. You can’t hide who you really are from Mom and Dad! “I’m going to get you kicked out of this house!” I smirked to myself. The silly girl had no idea that the wealth of the family came from me. She was no heiress once I took my riches away with me.

After years of abuse and emotional neglect at the hands of her own family, Emma is sold to a cold city tycoon with a hidden motive. From one hard life to another, Emma learns the painful truth. Weak people have a life time of suffering ahead, while the cruel ones that prey on the weak prosper even more. She suffers deeply but learns, adopts and grows into a hard head who will serve revenge to all those that messed with her. Mr. Rowland married her to break her. And he sticks to his plan at first, but a longing for her blooms in his heart. Yet something holds him back. Behind closed doors, their war begins; pride vs desire, longing underneath hatred. Emma goes from, "I will stay strong now, my time will come." To "Hell! I will leave now, build myself and return." She rises and becomes a huge success. When she returns, she brings all her enemies to their knees, some begging for mercy, her ex-husband begging for her love and a second chance. Will she give him love or serve him hell? When secrets unravel and the truth is unveiled, only a bitter taste of the misplaced hatred remains. This is a love story that begins in hatred. Try this book for edge of the seat drama, tension and twists. A satisfying story of redemption through endurance. A story filled with betrayal, revenge, love and lust.