روايات وقصص ضمن The Sweetest Oblivion Free Read

We were on our way to celebrate our son’s birthday when we got into a car crash. When I woke up, I looked at my family gathered around my hospital bed and cracked a joke: “Sorry, but who are you guys?” I held back a smile, curious to see how they'd humor their "amnesiac" patient. Would my mother grab my hand in a panic? Would my husband look at me with worry? Would my son rush over, crying and calling me Mom? What I didn't expect was for them to freeze for a moment—and then, almost in unison, let out sighs of relief. My mother was the first to speak, her tone unmistakably lighter, as if a huge weight had been lifted. "If you don’t remember, it’s probably for the best. This is Lindsay—y

I hadn't seen my mafia husband, Luca Moretti, and our daughter Dora in three whole months. Why? Because his mother, Fiona, said Dora should stay with her "for a while." And Luca? He was "too busy with business," as always. So when Luca finally called and said he was going to pick me up for a family reunion at the villa, I was overjoyed. I thought maybe, just maybe, I'd finally get to hold my little girl again. I spent the whole damn day running around the city, buying her favorite dolls, snacks, a new pink dress, anything I thought would make her smile at me again. But when the car arrived, it wasn't what I imagined. Before I could even say Hi, Dora turned her head, took one look at me… a

ASTURIAS SERIES 1: FERTON As Elinor Callie Valdez de Montalvo receives the unexpected inheritance of the de Montalvo family's properties through her grandmother's will, she is determined to right the wrongs of her past and honor her departed grandmother's legacy. Leaving behind the bustling city of Manila, Philippines, she returns to her roots in Asturias, where destiny awaits. In the midst of fulfilling the provisions of the will, Elinor's path intertwines with that of Ferton Gavin Servan, a ruggedly handsome farmer from their ancestral hacienda. Sparks ignite, and a love story like no other begins to unfurl amidst the breathtaking landscapes of Asturias. Together, Elinor and Ferto

Late at night, my husband came home with a young model. "So, you are the washed-up wife that Mr. Dawson keeps at home?" The girl looked at me with a mocking smile and said. Jay Dawson, my husband, reeking of alcohol, glanced between us with interest. He then hugged the young girl and led her into the bedroom. I sat alone on the living room couch, wrapped in a blanket, and listened to their shameless noises all night. I endured it for two years. Our agreement had finally ended this year, and so had my love for Ethan. I walked away. But Ethan chased after me like a madman.

At the Costa family's annual capo banquet, Marco Costa declared the family would extend protection to one woman only: Rosa Frost, his childhood sweetheart, newly divorced and newly returned to the family fold. One by one, the other women slipped away into the night with their money, their dignity, and fresh protectors already lined up. I, Viola Rossi, once his Donna, was severed from the Costa family entirely, with nowhere left to go. Twenty-one years prior, The System ripped me into this life with a brutal mandate: make one of four made men fall irrevocably in love with me, and I'd earn my way back to my real life with a healthy body. I failed. Every single one of them chose Rosa. The syst

After being reborn, I decided to write my sister's name on the marriage application. This time, I would help Sebastian Holt achieve his wishes. In this lifetime, I took the lead—I let my sister wear the wedding dress first and put the engagement ring on her finger. I personally orchestrated every encounter between Sebastian and my sister. When he took her to the capital city, I headed to Southport University without a second thought. In my previous life, even when I was over 50 years old, he and our son still knelt before me, begging for a divorce. This time, I would fulfill his final romantic destiny with my sister. Living this second life, all I wanted was to spread my wings and soar h

Sandra Campbell tried her best to become the perfect wife for her husband, Andrew Flynn. But her husband never looked at her once. One night, after her husband mistook her for his mistress, Sandra decided to leave her husband for good. Andrew always thought his wife married him for money. His family is rich and well-known. So he ignored her. But one night changed his life forever. Sandra left him without a trace, and he realized his ex-wife loved him. Several years later, they meet again. But Andrew is shocked to know that Sandra is not alone; she has a kid now. And he is pretty sure the kid is his. Ethan Nathaniel always thinks he is a gay man who won't fall in love with women.

For years, Cara searched relentlessly for her lost fated mate, fearing they were destined to be apart forever. Then, at long last, she found him—but their reunion was nothing like she had dreamed. Raven, the man who was once her everything, was now the formidable Alpha of the Blood Moon pack. Worse, he had no memory of her. The bond between them still burned as fiercely as ever, yet he denied it, casting her down to the role of a mere slave under his cold and ruthless rule. Her love was trampled, her heart betrayed. With no other choice, Cara shattered their sacred bond and fled, desperate to escape the chains that bound her. And in the moment she threw herself into the abyss to esc

At the celebration where Lorenzo Alvarez is crowned the new mafia boss, his men arrange a few performances. A dancer in a backless top and short skirt twists around the pole under the lights. "Don't look," he murmurs, covering my eyes with his hand. "This kind of cheap entertainment isn't worthy of you." His men jump in immediately. "Lorenzo still spoils Ms. Valenti after all these years. That kind of devotion is rare. We're so jealous." "A man as loyal and single-minded as Lorenzo is hard to find." I rest a hand on my belly, planning to tell him tonight that I am pregnant. But when I return from the restroom, I see the same man who had just held me in his arms leaning back in his cha

On my fifteenth birthday, I begged my mom to teach me how to make a cream cake from scratch. We only had cream at home. No flour. So we went out to buy some. When we came back, we didn't walk into a birthday surprise. We walked in on my father pressing a strange she-wolf down onto the dining table. Cream was smeared all over her bare body. That night ended with my parents signing the Mating Dissolution Agreement. From that day on, cake became my nightmare, a taboo I could never touch. The night I mated with Alpha Kaelen of the Shadow Pack, amidst the pain and pleasure of his marking bite, I whispered in his ear. "Honey, if you ever want to end our mating, just bring me a cake." He frowned, h