The Gaze

“What is this?” Aria asked as she stared at the envelope. “A marriage contract,” he told her, “I need you to get married to me and be my wife and then I'll help you get revenge against your ex-husband. That way we both get what we want.” Aria's gaze was fixated on the envelope. Contract marriage?, She questioned herself. This could be the answer she needed right now. A revenge that would put her ex-husband in the worse of all places. She wants to make him feel so miserable, just as he has made her feel. *** After being betrayed by her ex-husband, Aria is left with nothing, not until the ruthless young millionaire Damien Blackwood offers her a deal: marriage, power, and retribution. As she steps into his world, she soon realizes that vengeance comes with a price… and a passion she never expected. But in a game of secrets and betrayal, is she the player—or the pawn?

After five years of fruitless and loveless marriage to Lucien Albrecht, a business tycoon in Seattle, Ariadne was finally at her wits end. Her husband proposed a divorce on the night of their fifth anniversary, never knowing how much she had forsaken for his love. With a broken heart, Ariadne severed all ties with him for good, going back to her previous identity…. the Heiress of Grey Enterprise. However, never in a thousand years had she thought, when she decided back to be Alexandra Grey, Lucien turned to be the one who wanted Ariadne Albrecht back. Torn between the constant power struggle at the company and her ex husband’s watchful gaze, could the young CEO finally gain her set goal? *** “Vying for the position of Mrs. Albrecht?" Alexandra couldn’t suppress the chuckle that escaped her lips. "I’d much rather build my own empire than be some man’s trophy wife.”

Back when I was 20, I supported a girlfriend. I paid for her education and even found the best doctors for her mother, who had cancer. The sweet, brilliant girl stayed with me for four years. However, my family went bankrupt after my parents died. I even injured my eyes and broke my legs. I watched her have a heart-to-heart talk with her childhood friend, tears in her eyes. I left without a word, and she never sought me out. Years later, I saw her again while picking up trash outside a hotel. She had become a wealthy CEO and was about to marry her childhood sweetheart. Her gaze at me was cold and indifferent. I bitterly asked, "Do you still hate me?" Yet, with tears streaming down her face, she replied, "Yes… I wish you were dead."

Keith Jefferson, the man who loved Kelsey KingFisher at first sight was the richest and most handsome man in the US. He was also the most eligible bachelor in Los Angeles and every sophisticated lady wanted to be the Young Madam of the Jefferson clan but Keith only loved the drop-dead gorgeous beauty with appropriately-sized voluptuous curves that he met working at a restaurant. He couldn’t remove his gaze from the way she swayed her backside gracefully each time she came to serve him and his body cried out for her. He fell deeply in love with his sweet and spoilt bootylicious Kelseylicious (as he calls her) and planned on marrying her but different unexpected twists and turns happened….from his childhood girlfriend who had been presumed dead many years ago resurfacing…. to kidnapping…. loneliness… near-death experiences, etc. There are loads of suspense, really sweet experiences, romantic ones, the bitter ones, as well as hell and high water experiences….

I, Anastasia Lancroft, was promised power—then thrown to the wolves. My fiancé betrayed me for a stronger alliance. My father chose his new wife over his own daughter. And I was left with nothing but rage. So I made a choice. The Bastorin. A school for the cruel, the cunning, the next kings of the underworld. I came here for one reason—survival. Instead, I found him: Alexei Vasiliev, the dangerously magnetic ruler of this academy. His gaze pins me. His presence devours me. And he’s not the only one. My stepbrothers are here too—Nathaniel and Gabriel. Cruel. Possessive. Hungry for my downfall. Three men. Three predators. And I’m the prey they refuse to share. Now, I’m the prize in their twisted game— where every glance burns, every threat tempts, and every night drags me closer to surrender. This isn’t a love story. It’s a war for dominance. And I’m the one they all want to claim.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry," Cole said, not breaking his gaze at the woman's beautiful eyes. "I'm trying to catch someone." The woman in front of her was like an angel, although Cole hadn't met one in his life. She smiled sheepishly. "Me, too. I'm trying to catch someone. I'm Brielle,” she said, looking adorable when her cheeks blushed. Cole's eyebrows raised, wishing he could read her mind, but it wasn't one of the skills he had. Before he could ask her, Brielle's lips curved into a seductive smile. "I'm trying to catch you," she said as she placed her hands on the back of his neck, raising her heels and kissing him passionately. Cole thought it was the sweetest kiss he had ever tasted in his lifetime, knowing it was an enemy's kiss.

Giselle Stone has been with Jonathan Lawson for seven years, but that means nothing to him compared to the excitement and novelty of being with someone new. She's always considered herself someone who could protect other people's relationships, but Jonathan's heart is one that she can't keep. When she realizes it's over between them, she tells him she wants to call off the engagement. Jonathan's gaze is cold as he confidently says, "You'll regret this, Giselle." Everyone is waiting to see her make a fool of herself, but the man behind her wraps an arm around her waist. He rests his jaw on her shoulder as his warm breath fans over her. "Do you know what's the most vindicative thing to do when getting revenge on your ex? Marry me, Gigi. That way, you'll be Jonathan's aunt."

"No, way! I don't want Heaven to marry that guy Tita, Tito!" I'm kinda shock when Ethan spoke, I didn't expect him to speak like that. "And I don't want Ethan to marry that girl Tita, Tito!" Mom and dad look disappointed. "Why are you always against each other's marriage? Are you two--" I don't know why I suddenly think of this right now but I don't care anymore! "W-We have a relationship! I love Ethan that's why I don't want him to marry another girl!" I turned my gaze to Ethan, he looked shock but then he suddenly held my hand. "Y-Yeah, Heaven is right, mom! We love each other that's why I don't her to marry him! The girl I want to marry is Heaven!" "WHAT??" "I thought you two are just friends..." "Best friend..."

In a world of feral beings who have fangs and claws, an Alpha is born to reign. However, a glitch of nature made something extraordinary. Three Alpha are born to rule the world of wolves. With strength and wit, they build a kingdom and earn the respect of all packs. Rogues and other alphas kneel before their throne. King Lucas Haze is the center of the tri-alpha. Behind every success is his genius plans. The one who executes everything and loves tormenting their enemy. Indeed, Non ducor, duco. Until one night, he found himself fucking up their plan. They are supposed to kill everyone at the party but when his gaze landed on Victoria Stephen, he knows he cannot lay his hands on her. The funny thing is, she was the woman of their ultimate enemy. A woman who remains to be blind just because of love. With no other choice, he kidnapped the woman of his enemy, creating a feud in their plan. Under the complex circumstances of their life, they will find themselves falling at the most inappropriate time. However, is it possible for love to prosper against all wars and odds of their life?

Calista Harmony had it all—beauty, magic, authority, and wealth. Yet with just a single wish, her crown fell, together with everything that she possessed for being the successor of the throne. No more jail dressed like castle. She's no longer married to a jerk dressed as prince. No more formidable control, and pretension, and life that is not for her to decide. Waking up in a completely different world, it seems like her prayers were answered by the heavens, bestowed on her the life she never had. She's free! But . . . what is this parching breeze enveloping her body as her gaze scans this foul-smelling, stingy place? She took her time to absorb what's happening, and it didn't last long. "I'm in a stable . . . " she murmured, looking at the horses lined in rows, left and right. "No way!" Her voice sounded like a loud thunder after minutes of blinking and convincing herself that these are nothing but a joke. The feet. The fur. The tail. "I ran away from being a princess just to be a . . . horse?"