The Culprit

This story is about a girl who lives in New York City and is moving to a town called Bluemoon because of her father's job. Follow her to the journey of finding love and discovering new things and a newmeaning to life. And finding that everything she has ever know is a lie. A story of a teenage girl whose life turns upside.

Cassandra Cain Velasquez had to escape from her boss, Tobias Assante, to come to her hometown with one plan. Revenge. She successfully ran away from the most feared Don of an international mafia, but she couldn't escape her secret feelings she had for him. But she had been reminiscing about the same day in her nightmares for a whole ten years. She had to leave After she came to her hometown, she succeeded in deceiving her greedy mother into believing she was an honest little daughter who would do everything her mother said while also befriending her high school bullies. As nobody remembers her, she thought her plans were going to be accomplished smoothly. But she didn't expect to be persuaded by her mother to be the girlfriend of one of her mother's rich friends. She had a bigger mission on her mind, and for the sake of her revenge, she accepted only to find out that her mother's rich friend is none other than her handsome and dangerous mafia boss, Tobias Assante. There's no denying her feelings for him now. Will she successfully carry out her mission ? Or will she be weakened by her feelings for her boss? Or maybe both?

The Legend of the Land Eardwulf Book #1 When Amaya gets turned and finds out that she is mated to the future leader of a pack, she needs to find out how to deal with everything that comes with the title. Not only is she mated to a leader but she finds out that she was given up as a baby and she is royalty.

“Ugh, i can’t believe i am going to mystic academy” mia said to her dad. “mia, you know you need to go to this school to learn more about your powers, and you can’t miss this opportunity” aron sighed. “what’s the use of going, everyone thinks i’m only a werewolf. dad you taught me what i know, besides you are one of the strongest werewolf known” mia argued. “mia i don’t know why you are be-” aron started but mia interrupted him. “no you don’t ever since mom and adam died people treat me like an outcast, and i’m sure if i go to the academy it will only get worst. there is no one like me to guide me” “you may think i don’t understand but i do” “then why are you forcing me to go Father” “ you are going and that is final” aron said in a firm voice. with an audible sigh mia went upstairs to pack her things. mia knows that when her dad says something in a firm voice it is final. she also know that all what her dad does is for her benefit but she cant help feeling a little bit bitter and angry.

Luca's expression turned serious. "What's going on, Isabella? You can tell me anything." Isabella took a deep breath before blurting out the truth. "I'm pregnant, Luca." The room fell silent. Luca's eyes widened in shock. Isabella continued, her voice shaking. "And the father... is Vincent Moreno." Luca's face turned grim. "The mafia king?" Isabella nodded, feeling a wave of fear wash over her. She knew what this meant. She knew that she couldn't keep her pregnancy a secret from Vincent. He would stop at nothing to claim his child. Luca's voice brought her back to reality. "You know what this means, don't you? You can't keep this a secret from him. He'll find out, and when he does... " Isabella's eyes flashed with determination. "I'll do whatever it takes to protect my child, Luca. I'll go to the ends of the earth to keep them safe from him." Luca's expression turned somber. "How long can you keep running, Isabella? You can't hide forever." Isabella's jaw set in determination. "As long as I'm alive, Luca. I'll never let him near my child." *** "WHERE IS MY CHILD, ISABELLA?" He thundered, his eyes blazing with fury. Isabella's cup fell from her hands, shattering on the floor. She felt like she was frozen in time, unable to move or speak. The man took a step closer, his eyes fixed on hers. "You've been hiding my child from me for seven years. It's time I took what's mine."

Laura is a simple person who wants to graduate and have a quiet life because since she was young, all she has done is hard work and perseverance. One night she found herself with childhood Althea in a secluded forest. It turns out that Arcadia is the world of mystical creatures that she only reads in books. Also in this place, he will meet the two mystical creatures that will change her life. How far will fate take her? Do you believe it is possible for Vampires and Werewolves to exist?

My husband’s friend’s widow uploaded a picture of her pregnancy report. [Thank you for letting me have my own baby.] I responded with a question mark when I saw Jake Green, my husband’s name, in the husband column. Jake immediately called me to yell at me. “She’s a widow and is living alone. All she wants is to have a baby to keep her company and give her life a little more cheer. How could you not show her even this bit of pity? “You know that Henry is my friend. It’s only right for me to take care of his wife after he died! This is called friendship, don’t you understand?!” Soon, Henry’s widow uploaded a photo of a loft apartment. [Thank goodness you’re by my side to let me experience the warmth of a family again.] When I saw Jake busying himself in the kitchen in the photo, I thought it was time to end the marriage.

For the eighteenth time, Samson brought home his new lover and enjoyed their intimacy right in front of me. Knowing he was doing this to get back at me, I just quietly picked up their scattered clothes. Five years ago, Samson was nearly killed in a kidnapping. Ignoring all his desperate pleas, I broke up with him and left the country. Five years later, he became the CEO of a major corporation and used his wealth to keep me at his side as his personal assistant. Every so often, he would bring home a different woman and flaunt their affection in front of me just to humiliate me. Samson never knew that I had saved him from those kidnappers five years ago—and that I was the one who couldn't let go of him. Things went on this way until he brought Judy back. My cousin, someone I had financially supported for years. When Judy proudly stroked her belly and told me she was pregnant with Samson’s baby, I just congratulated her calmly. Then, I turned and made a phone call. “Hello, about that Medical Support Project we discussed? I’ve decided—I’m ready to join.”

I became the ultimate simp for Shannon Seay, the school's notorious flirt, and everyone assumed I was head over heels for her. When she skipped classes to pick fights or chase thrills, I'd copy notes and homework for her. When she tangled in ambiguous flings with other guys, I'd provide alibis to cover her tracks. For three grueling years, I poured my heart and soul into transforming her into an academic star, securing her spot at a top university. But right before orientation, she dumped me. Towering over me, she declared, "I know you've had a crush on me forever, but you're all books and no spark. Compared to Hunter, you're too rigid. We're done. I'm with him now." The crowd held its breath, anticipating my meltdown. I peeked at my phone, confirming a $50-million transfer, and replied with genuine nonchalance, "Alright, congrats." No one knew my unwavering devotion was purely because her father had paid handsomely for it. Now that the pay had been secured, it was time for me to vanish.

Seven years into our marriage, my husband, Lucas Thorne, is hailed as a legendary astronomer in the field of astronomy. It is no secret that he absolutely adores me, his wife. He always keeps a polite, distant demeanor with those around him. Even when his new assistant, Serena Cox, asks for his number, he coldly turns her down. In the year he proposed to me, he named a star "LAW", which was an acronym for "Lucas Adores Wilma". Since then, every asteroid he discovers is named with initials that hold a special significance only the two of us know. To others, they might just be scientific achievements. But to me, they are unspoken love letters. This goes on until this morning, when I stumble upon an unfamiliar phone. I unlock it easily with my middle name, thinking it's yet another quiet gesture of his love. But to my horror, I find a string of explicit messages between him and another woman. The person who was at the receiving end of those messages was none other than… Serena, his assistant.