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* It is said that the most painful wounds leave the deepest scars. No one could attest to that more than Afrah Aminu. For eleven years she's kept a secret to herself, knowing that she might never be able to tell anyone. Not that she wanted to. But now, with the sudden arrival of a strange man in her life, she finds herself thrown into the terrifying situation of having to relive it all. As he tears down each and every wall she has set up around her heart, the memories of that haunting night come crashing in waves. Will she be able to survive it? Or will she be crushed underneath its weight?

"You took everything I ever loved ever since we were children! Congratulations, you've done it again!"Cordy Sachs had given up on her lover of three years, deciding to go celibate and never to love again… only for a six-year-old child to appear in her life, sweetly coaxing her to 'go home' with him.Having to face the rich, handsome but tyrannical CEO 'husband', she was forthright. "I've been hurt by men before. You won't find me trusting."Mr. Levine raised a brow. "Don't compare me to scum!"..."Even if everyone claimed that he was cold and that he kept people at arms' reach, only Cordy knew how horrifically rotten he was on the inside!

The music made the speakers tremble, the floor vibrated with the rumble of the sound and the jumps of the crazy people. Each one in their own world, dancing together, dancing separately. Enjoying music, company and alcohol. I danced alone, with a drink in hand. Gliding, moving my hips to the rhythm of the music, not paying much attention to anything or anyone around me. Just enjoying that moment of inner peace that I was needing and he was giving it to me. It was a respite, a window that I opened myself in my own cage to let in air and I knew that as soon as I left the club the window would close and I would lock myself back in my world without fresh air. Therefore, he enjoyed everything he could. Alone. With eyes closed. Sweating the bad energy that others left me and breathing the good vibes that I had to give myself. They were approaching me. I drove them away. They invited me. I rejected them. they spoke to me I silenced them. I just wanted to dance and they were going to have to respect that. It was amazing how loud music could be my oxygen tank. It silenced my thoughts, freed me from tensions. There was nothing more relaxing in my life than dancing with my eyes closed and the volume turned up to a thousand. I twirled, I jumped, I wiggled, I hummed, and I sang. The brightly colored lights flickered making it difficult to see, but it was what I liked the most, going blind for an instant, forgetting that I had the ability to see the world, a false, disastrous and difficult world.

Semenjak kematian ayahnya hidup Kayla berubah dan banyak dihampiri dengan kejadian yang misterius. Beberapa bahkan mengancan kelangsungan hidupnya. Mengikuti berbagai petunjuk samar, gadis polos itu berusaha untuk bertahan hidup. Lambat laun, ia menemukan bahwa ada banyak sisi gelap kedua orangtuanya yang tidak ia ketahui selama ini. Lalu siapa pula pemuda kaya raya yang selalu membayangi langkahnya? Apakah dia malaikat penolong? Atau justru dia malaikat maut penjabut nyawa yang selama ini mengintai kehidupan Kayla. Benarkah ada sebuah rantai persengkongkolan untuk menyingkirkan dia dan seluruh sisa anggota keluarganya?

Elsa was a cheerful and lively soul, she is a model, actor and singer, her career booming at the speed of light but because of blind love and affection for her boyfriend, she lost everything, and her fate turned upside down, she force to marry 55 year old man and his son is same as her, her father company is in debt of that old man the debt amount is 500 million dollars, their is someone who pull string of her life, because of that she is accused in murder of that old man who is her fiancee, her life is manipulated by unknown man, how she going to overcome game of that mysterious game

"I want you. Yield to me..." he announced again, this time pinning her down the sofa. *****After her royal family killed, a princess now lives inside the mansion of her most hated captor. Through the help of some good people, she was placed in the servants’ quarters instead of the dungeon.Working as a servant and growing into a fine young woman at the same time, she begins to long for freedom.It was a difficult goal to attain though, not when she had the King and the Crown Prince to contend with. However, what if this Crown Prince had an agenda of his own? What if, in some twisted destiny, he actually cared for her?Genre: Fantasy-Royalty, Historical RomanceAll Rights ReservedJMFelic Books 2020

I was scheduled to die in less than 24hrs from now. And the person who conspires to put me out of my miserable life is the one who put me through hell. His hell. My husband. I didn't mind dying. I was rather happy to finally get this thing over with. You know, get over life. But just when I was ready to rest in peace, I met her. Her beautiful blue eyes glittered with tears bringing light to this moonless night. The cold breeze brought a shiver to her fragile tiny body. She looked nothing less than a porcelain doll, delicate and clean. But she scared me when she looked at me with hope. Hope to save her. I laughed at this naive little girl. How was I to save her when I couldn't save myself? Nevertheless, I extended my hand for her to take, and with some hesitation, she wrapped her whole hand around my one finger. First time in my meaningless life I felt a spark. Spark of life enlightened in me with her one innocent touch. She made me want to live a little while longer with a small innocent promise, holding me tight to live with her, for her. Cover by @Aphroditelivid

Rara, yang hidupnya tidak pernah bisa seperti hidup orang lain. Keluarganya gagal, kisah cintanya tidak pernah berhasil. Lalu apa yang dilakukan Rara setelah itu? Akankah dia dapat melanjutkan hidup dengan baik? Atau dia menyerah begitu saja?

My boyfriend was a therapist. On the day I got diagnosed with ALS, he was busy celebrating his friend's birthday. He said, "Sophie's got depression. Without me, she could break down, hurt herself, or do worse things." To look after her, he broke up with me and moved into her place. I blocked him on everything, agreeing we'd go our separate ways. Strangely, he lost his nuts when he found out I was dying.

Ever since her parent's death, all Violetta had to face was bullying, torture, and abuse from her father's best friend, and his family who had taken her in after their execution. Framed and locked up for a crime she didn't commit, Violetta faced a brutal death at the hands of her best friend, and at the point of death, she requested a second chance at life. The moon goddess grants her request by sending her back three years before the incident that ruined her life completely. What happens when the weak, all-to-emotional Violetta changes into a daring and sassy she-wolf? What happens when the man who caused her so much pain suddenly wants her back? Without even realizing it, she's caught the attention of another powerful werewolf.