Things We Leave Unfinished

My husband, James Zeller, and I have established a common-law marriage. We did not have a formal wedding ceremony, nor do we have a marriage license. We also live separately, our lives barely intertwining, because he has a special profession. Therefore, despite being married to him for seven years, we've never met each other's friends and relatives. As his wife, I'm proud of being married to him despite how it pains me. I'm willing to give up the opportunity to study at the National Academy of Sciences to take care of things at home while he works. One day, my son, Jasper Chalder, comes home from elementary school crying. He sobs about not being a bastard child and requests to see James. Greatly distressed, I decide to take him to visit the military base over the new year for a family reunion. However, I don't expect this trip to turn my life completely upside down.

When Dayln find out that the girl he was living with is going to be her step sister his feelings grew even more stronger for her . .Dayln is a guy who doesn't want to leave her love and Victoria is the girl who never believe on love but their one stand make it worse for both of them . Victoria choose a wrong path to settle the things until she finds out what she did it was really late.

We grew up in the same neighborhood, his parents are billionaires, while my parents worked for his parents, but they were too nice, to sponsor my education. I went to the same school he attended, he protected me from being bullied, while I help him with his assignments and to keep up his grade. He is a great dancer, and I dance very well too, we usually practice together, we read together, and he tells me everything about himself while I tell him almost everything about myself too. He was everything to me, he was that brother I never had, and I was the sister he never had, people see us more like siblings than just friends, because of our closeness, and because of his status and protectiveness, I also became popular. I watch him date hot beautiful girls, he asks me for advise him, on how best to treat them and I tell him, but I was dying inside, he even encouraged me to date one of his friends, and I did, just because he said it, but I could never love his friend, the way I love him. I really want to leave the friend's zone, but I am scared, telling him how I feel, might put a strain, on our friendship, and that is worse, than death itself, but how long can I keep hiding my feelings for him, I really need to leave the friend's zone.

There are things about endings and beginnings that we can’t control. They were misunderstood in their past lives for killing their own family and have now been given a chance to live again. They found love and care in each other. But the curse lured them, and it has to be broken. They found themselves in that situation again. Will they make the same mistake or take all the risks to change what happened before?

Ever since we were kids, I'd always known how to make use of my gentle childhood friend for things like sending him on errands, and borrowing his allowance. He never complained. Just silently indulged me. Things continued the same way until the day we got engaged. That's when everything snapped into place. That was the day we both woke up. I was just a throwaway character in a novel. He was the male lead—fated to fall in love and end up with the novel's heroine. I was stunned. Ready to walk away. But he was furious. Jaw clenched, eyes wild. He grabbed my hand and dragged me straight to City Hall. "Screw the novel. Screw the plot. The only thing I know is that I love you, and I want forever with you." After we got married, he treated me like I was made of glass. Gentle. Meticulous. We worked side by side, building a reputation as a power couple in the business world. The events of the novel faded into the background. I fell deeper in love with him. Three years later, the youngest daughter of a real estate tycoon started her internship at our company. That day, there was a fire in the office. In the chaos, the girl stumbled into a shelving unit. It came crashing down, headed straight for my husband. I didn't hesitate. I threw myself in front of him. Pain exploded in my skull. Blood poured down my face. The girl, in her panic, had fallen to the ground, crying out, "Aaron, help me!" My husband's face went pale. His expression—pure terror—as he ran toward her without a second thought. "Grace!" he cried. Lightning split through me. My face drained of color. The heroine in the novel—her name was Grace.

Synopsis: Driven by her desire for revenge, Lillian devises a plan to confront those who wronged her. However, she realizes that she can't go it alone and needs a partner in her quest for justice. Adrian's jaw clenched as he struggled to contain his emotions. "Why did you leave without a word? Without any explanation?" he demanded, his voice laced with pain and frustration. Lillian's cunning smile widened, revealing a touch of mischief. "Ah, Adrian, always dwelling on the past," she taunted. "But why should we talk about what happened three years ago? It's irrelevant now. I moved on, and so should you." Adrian's expression hardened, his voice turning colder. "I won't let you dismiss it so easily, Lillian," he said firmly. "There are things that need to be addressed, and I won't rest until I have answers." Lillian's smirk grew even more pronounced. "Oh, how noble of you, Adrian," she replied, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "But remember, we both have our secrets, don't we? Perhaps it's best if they remain buried, but I do have a proposal for you Mr Adrian." Lillian said all smiles “What makes you think I’d be interested in whatever you have to offer” Adrian said in a cold voice. Lillian seductively walked to the Adrian standing opposite her. She went close enough that all Adrian smelt was her body scent,Lillian leaned in and held his collar. Adrian's eyes widened in surprise as Lillian's lips brushed against his neck. His heart raced, caught off guard by her sudden boldness. "What the hell are you doing?" he managed to gasp, his voice laced with both confusion and desire. Lillian leaned back slightly, her eyes locked onto Adrian's, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Marry me " she purred, her voice dripping with seduction.

There was a loud silence in Rayuwa. Certain things were never discussed, but everyone knew it was forbidden for the people of Rayuwa to leave the Island. The Only person that was allowed that privilege was the Sarki and his family. It was believed that in the past, to save Lafiya and prosper the land and people, the Island of Rayuwa and its people were sacrificed. They were to carry the burden of keeping the deities happy while they prospered the land and the country. The price that Rayuwa paid for this responsibility was confinement. They were never to leave the island. People had been rumoured to try and escape the Island, but they never made it. Some of them ended up as corpses washed onto the shores of Rayuwa. Soon the people just stopped trying to leave. Binta was born on the island with no hope of ever escaping until she met Adam and fell in love. When she becomes royalty, she can leave the island but the liberation of the people of Rayuwa is paramount and she and Adam work closely together to liberate the people. (The point of view of the story changes. In each chapter, different affected characters will tell the story from their point of view. This is to enable the reader to have the full understanding of the story and also understand how the characters reason.)

I've planned seven wedding ceremonies in total, and not once has my fiance, Zachary Gardner, ever shown up for it. The first time, his adopted younger sister, Louise Foster, bursts into tears because she lost her passport at the airport. It was the dead of winter, but he dumped me by the side of the road and left me. The second time, Louise's dog sprained its ankle. Zachary stuffed the ring back into its box and rushed to the animal hospital to accompany her. Every time I argue with him about it, he declares nonchalantly, "We can get married anytime, but I can't let Louise be upset." Everyone around us agrees with him, saying that we're all family anyway, so I shouldn't be so petty. None of them has seen Zachary and Louise kissing fiercely on the dance floor. Today is the seventh wedding ceremony. Once again, he turns to leave after getting a call. I grab the corner of his shirt and say in a choked voice, "If you leave this time, Zachary, I won't marry you anymore." He stops in his tracks and peels off my fingers. "Wait for me," he says before rushing off. What he doesn't know is that this time, I won't be waiting for him any longer.

I covered my mouth, tears brimming in my eyes. The man I'd loved for seven years was now cheating on me? Had all his promises been nothing but lies? I remembered the day he proposed to me four years ago, with his earnest gaze and heartfelt words. "Olivia, you are my choice, always. Even if fate brings me a fated mate, my heart will remain yours." His sincerity had been convincing until when he brought the Omega home, pleading, "Olivia, I rescued this girl from a cruel Alpha. Could you help care for her?" Even when I discovered they were fated mates, I chose to trust him because his apology seemed genuine, "Olivia, I'm so sorry. I tried to prevent this from hurting you, but my wolf was in agony. I promise, once it settles, I'll reject her." How foolish I was to believe his honeyed words. Until the night he walked up to me, darkness filled in those eyes that used to be the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. “I'm sorry, Olivia, but I think it's time you leave. I realize I don't love you anymore, and my heart beats for no woman but Sophie. Take your things, and leave this place while you still can.” I sneezed while wiping away my tears. I'd heard and watched enough. And I've made my decision. I was never a weakling. Even if we’d shared many memories over our four-year marriage, I never lacked the courage to leave him. Since he'd betrayed me, I wouldn't want him either. #Book 2: Alpha's Redemption: Chasing My Second Chance Mate

I met Oleg in junior school, and we clicked right away. Despite our fathers being rival mafia bosses, we never fell apart. But my feelings for Oleg changed with age. I felt frightened because I was torn between the comforts of friendship and the thrill of something more. My dad was very homophobic, so it was even more difficult to express how I felt. I was faced with wanting to be truthful but endangering our families’ fragile peace So, my feelings stayed hidden, and I was just happy to be with Oleg. Yet I couldn’t help but hope that Oleg would feel the same. Perhaps he was too scared to say anything. That hint of hope was what gave me the courage to take action. And I did but things went terribly wrong. our worlds collided and exploded. It left us with nothing but hatred and resentment between our families. If I could turn back time, I would be content with the friendship we once shared, not the hurt and anger which we now have. We parted ways with hatred in our hearts,a wound that never healed,years later,our path crossed again......