The Faces In The Closet

My husband's childhood sweetheart kills my parents in an accident due to drunk driving. I want to call the police, but my husband blindfolds me and takes me to the cellar. I'm tormented and subjected to inhumane treatment for the next three years. After each torture session, an icy male voice will ring out in my ear. "Do you still hate her, Sabrina?" One day, I finally cave and submit to the icy voice. "No, I don't. I don't hate her anymore!" I hear my husband's joyous laughter on the other end of the line. On the day he welcomes me out of the cellar, I avoid his embrace. Yet he loses his mind when I ask him for a divorce.

Deva, seorang Putra Mahkota dari Kerajaan Throne yang terkenal memiliki paras yang tampan, dingin namun pemberani. Tak jarang, banyak wanita yang ingin menjadi pendamping hidupnya, namun selalu ia tolak karena semua wanita yang pernah mendekatinya itu tidak pernah bisa menumbuhkan benih cinta dalam hatinya. Hingga pada suatu hari, ia bertemu dengan Georgia, seorang Putri Mahkota dari Kerajaan Edayon. Parasnya yang anggun dan lemah lembut itu, berhasil mencuri pandang Deva hingga membuatnya jatuh cinta. Deva merasa, jika ia sudah menemukan cintanya setiap kali menatap wajah Georgia. Namun, tak pernah terbayang dipikiran Deva, jika cinta yang ia temukan itu adalah mautnya. Ia terkejut ketika Sang Raja memberitahu jika Georgia adalah Putri Mahkota dari Kerajaan Edayon. Kerajaan Edayon adalah musuh besar dari Kerajaan Throne sejak lama. Mendengar ucapan Sang Raja, Deva pun terdiam dan terus memikirkan kisah cintanya itu. Ia langsung bergegas pergi ke kamarnya untuk menenangkan pikirannnya. Di satu sisi, Georgia yang juga diberitahu oleh ayahnya, jika Deva adalah Putra Mahkota dari kerajaan yang menjadi musuhnya, langsung ikut terpaku dan tidak mengeluarkan sepatah kata pun. Mereka berdua sama-sama memikirkan hal yang sama, terlebih lagi mereka tahu bahwa kerajaan mereka sudah merencanakan perang, jauh sebelum mereka bertemu. Lalu, apa yang akan mereka lakukan? Apakah mereka akan merelakan cintanya demi sebuah perang? Atau mereka akan memperjuangkan cinta mereka sendiri hingga menemukan sebuah akhir?

Laura harus mengantikan kakak untuk menikah dengan kekasihnya. Laura tentu saja menolak, ah soalnya dirinya tak berkutik dengan tangisan mama dan papanya. Mau gak mau dan sangat terpaksa mengantikan kakak untuk menikah dengan kekasihnya. Untuk menyelamatkan nama baik kedua kelurga. Akankah pernikahan mereka bertahan, walaupun keduanya sepakat buat kontra nikah? Di saat rumah tangga mereka lagi adem ayem badai datang tak terduga kakaknya muncul sekian lamanya dengan maksud merebut kembali kekasihnya. Leo suami Laura atau dulu kekasih kakak Laura akan tetep mempertahankan pernikahan atau justru kembali bersama kakak Laura? YUK IKUTI CERITANYA HAY GAES INI CERITA PERTAMA KU YANG BERINSPIRASI DARI JUDUL LAGU LOVE IN THE DARK LAGU ADELE, SEMOGA KALIAN SUKA YA.

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Book 2 Big City Wolves Stand Alone Novel. Warning: BDSM, hot steamy, unsensored. Toronto looks all buttoned up on the outside, but when the night falls things always get hot. Tara Travers’ in a pickle. Her lowlife baby brother put her there. He’s been skimming off the top of the payments to his Alpha he was supposed to deliver to him. Then he took it to the Wild Wolf and gambled it away. Last night he lost big. Alpha Elmwood wants his money now, or Tara won’t have a pack or a brother. Eddie, her brother, has skipped town, but she wasn’t so lucky. Now, it’s up to her to get the money back. That means she has to cheat the house. A house run by a very shady Alpha. Alpha Calvin Nichols of the Crimson Nights. The Wild Wolf is a shifter only private members club where powerful shifters go to explore their vices. From gambling to a sex dungeon and everything in between Cal’s club provides it. He’s a dominant wolf and he’s got rules. Well, until he’s surprised by Tara, his fated mate, who might be just as corrupt as he is. Or too innocent for her own good. Then he’ll rewrite the rules as they go along. What will Tara do when she’s caught by the sexy, tattooed Alpha Cal and her plans go awry? Instead of being kicked out of his territory or killed. Tara finds herself chained to the club as Alpha Cal’s new personal submissive and her training begins immediately. Tara won’t believe the physical evidence of their fated mate status. After she can’t believe in fated or the Moon Goddess, her life sucks too much.

On her wedding day, Hannah Sears is forced to hand over her wedding dress to her stepsister, Aspen, who is carrying the child of Hannah's lover, Jeffrey. Betrayed and heartbroken, Hannah must watch her beloved marry her stepsister. The pain deepens when she is forced to marry someone previously intended for Aspen, all to pay off her family's debts. Enter Alden Harrison, the son of a near-bankrupt billionaire. Known for his rough and cold demeanor, Alden is confined to a wheelchair after a tragic accident. Marrying Alden becomes an endless nightmare for Hannah. But Alden makes Hannah an offer: "Follow my lead and I will take revenge on all those who have wronged you." Will Hannah and Alden's union be a beneficial alliance? Can Hannah seek her revenge and find closure in this unexpected marriage?

I endured hundreds of injections just to give Stanley Brighton a child. He was moved to tears and held me, promising that even if we couldn't have children, he would love only me. I diligently followed the doctor's advice and underwent treatment. The day I confirmed my pregnancy, I was so excited that I wanted to rush home and share the good news with Stanley. But what awaited me was unimaginable. Stanley and the female tenant we shared the apartment with were lying naked together in the bathroom, sharing an intimate bath. He was behind her, holding her close, his lips incessantly biting at her earlobes. "I'll give you as many children as you want! Ten, eight—whatever it takes! Just divorce her!" "Alright, just give me some time. I'll divorce her for sure!" Hearing their whispered entanglement, I turned away, stepping into the rain, determined to leave. I would disappear to a place where Stanley could never find me, not in this lifetime.

"I wasn't done talking," he said. "In return for this favor, you're going to do something for me."Jia's face paled. "What's that, sir?" she asked, simply because she could feel him ordering her to, silently, with the cold look in his eyes..."You're going to work for me," he told her, his voice dripping venom. "Until you drop dead."---------Jia Moon is riddled with debt and the head of her household after her parents' death. After a disaster, she finds herself serving at the spoiled whim of Atlas Grayson, CEO - but things aren't quite as unequal as they seem.Oh, he has a lot more to contend with than he thinks!

My husband's first love was scalded by boiling water. To punish me, he forced me into a customized steamer half my height, turned the heat to its highest setting, and sealed me inside. "I'll make you feel the pain Jessica suffered a thousand times over!" Trapped in the suffocating space, my breath came in ragged gasps. Heat seared my skin, and my body felt as though it would melt. I sobbed, begging him for mercy. "Please! I'm going to die!" But he didn't look back. Holding his beloved in his arms, he walked away. He even locked the door after he left the room. "Don't worry, you won't die. This is the only way you'll understand Jessica's pain." Despair swallowed me whole. I screamed, my voice raw, but the boiling water beneath me splashed up, scalding my skin, stealing even the strength to cry. He left the country with Jessica that same night. A week passed before he finally remembered my existence. "That wretched woman must have learned her lesson by now. Let her out." What he didn't know was that the water had long since boiled away, the heat had faded, and inside the steamer, my corpse lay rotting—swarmed with maggots.

I was pregnant. On my way to deliver documents to Tristan Goldberg, a flash flood struck. Desperate, I dialed his number, praying he’d answer. After a few rings, the call connected. But instead of Tristan, a woman’s voice answered. "Tristan, whose number is this? Do you want to answer it?" There was a brief pause, and then Tristan’s voice, cold and indifferent, cut through. "It’s just my maid. Ignore it. Hang up." And just like that, the call disconnected. Staring at the torrent rising around me, my pulse quickened. I texted him, begging for him to send a rescue team. Minutes passed as the waters climbed to my waist, churning and relentless. Then, a message from Tristan finally appeared. Tristan: [What kind of ridiculous story are you making up now?] Tristan: [Emily, do you think you're eighteen, playing these childish games? I want that document in my hands within thirty minutes, or we're getting divorced.] A surge of terror shot through me as I looked up, catching sight of a heavy branch snapping loose and crashing down. In an instant, everything went dark.