Novel & Cerita Think Like A Monk

“You are a virgin, Celine, so I am trying to make things right,” Nicholas said in a whisper and my face flushed with anger and shame. He caught on. He knew I was a virgin. Fuck! I laughed out and slapped his chest tightly. I needed to defend myself and try to appear like a whore. I can't give him the satisfaction of believing he is the one who deflowered me. “Wait, I thought you were drunk? I think you are being delusional here Nicholas. A virgin at this age?” I asked and tried to hide the nervousness in my voice. “Sorry to hurt your ego. I have been with many men before you. Don't think…” I began but Nicholas turned his back to me, ignoring me. ******* Life didn’t truly end when Celine discovered her husband never loved her. He stood by while his cousin tormented her simply because of her size, leaving Celine humiliated and broken. But fate gave her another chance. Celine got reborn three years earlier, on the very night she had a one-night stand with Nicholas. This lifetime, Celine vows not to repeat the same mistakes. This time, she refuses to marry Nicholas. But Nicholas isn’t the man she remembers. Determined and unyielding, he wants Celine and he’ll stop at nothing to prove that her size is the very last thing that could keep him away.

"If I didn’t know better, I would think I was like those female characters who wants to get away from their werewolf mates, but the bond is too strong. But, that’s fiction and I have to face the fact that I have psychological attachment issues." Willow ***** Liam is Willow's mate, but he plans to reject her, since he doesn't want a human mate because he might be the next alpha. On the other hand, Leo tries by all means to protect Willow from this rejection in order to use her to humiliate Liam in front of a pack which prefers purity in the werewolf bloodline. Willow also discovers a secret about Leo that gets her fuming with rage and lust for revenge. Through their fights, Leo and Willow end up having to work together to survive in places that sees them as outcasts.

Lana Monroe has it all. A social life? Maybe she’s still struggling with that. A nice and comfortable apartment in Brooklyn. Two very 'not sane’ bestfriends, more like a pain in her ass but she can live with that. A good paying job with a boss she gets along with. Most of all, Lana has her ego. Everything comes crashing down the day he shows up. Aaron Carlsen. (Okay, maybe not everything but still) Eugene decides to retire thus making Aaron the new CEO of the company. Aaron who is Lana’s enemy. Lana finds herself in a dangerous loop when all she can think about is Aaron and his stupidly gorgeous face. Lana is not only fucked, she’s extremely fucked. Aaron wants Lana by all means even if it means doing the unthinkable.

Lennox never meant to lie. But when her college reunion turned into a smug parade of successful husbands and million-dollar engagement rings, the words tumbled out before she could stop them. She was engaged. And when they demanded a name, the only one that came to mind was her billionaire best friend of five years. Ashford Winslow. Cornered, tipsy, and spiraling, Lennox did the only thing she could think of, she called him for backup. An hour later, Ashford strolled into the reunion like he owned the room, a custom million-dollar ring in his pocket and a possessive glint in his eyes. He slid the ring onto her finger with a charming smile. “Baby, you forgot your engagement ring, so I thought I’d bring it to you, and let everyone know who you belong to.”

Three years into my marriage with Shawn, I found out I was pregnant. I nervously but joyfully prepared to surprise him with the news. Yet what I received was the news of Shawn’s accidental death. Devastated by the blow, I miscarried the child and killed myself in despair. However, after death, I saw him drinking and mocking me with his rowdy friends. “Samantha is so dumb. I can’t believe she really fell for that prank. Does she really think I’d be fooled by her? I’m not an idiot like her. What, she’s pregnant? If she was going to make up something to fool me, she should have at least made it more believable.” But our child really was gone, and I had really died.

Emma is the unfavoured adopted daughter of the Quinsley family. She was just a pitiful little girl who had to live under someone else's roof. And Archie, son of the richest man in the country, tall, handsome, cold and evil. Initially, There was no way that their fates would have crossed. However, due to a coincidence, Emma had become Archie's wife. Emma had initially thought that she was only being used by him, but he would actually be a wife-doting man! Whoever dared to bully her would be annihilated by him! He was highly overbearing outside, yet he was more like a hungry wolf in bed. She couldn't bear it any longer and wanted to escape, but he blocked her. He lovingly asked, "Wife, you're already pregnant with my child. Where do you think you could escape to?"

You don't belong here," he said coldly and dismissively “you barely belong in your own pack. What made you think you deserve to step into mine" I tried to reach for his arm but he glared at it and I retreated slowly. “Killian… What's going on? You said I belonged with you…” " That was before I realized what you really are..” Now he leaned closer, voice lowering to a cruel whisper. “An orphaned nobody clinging to a mate bond because you have nothing else to live for. Did you even think that I wanted someone like you?” Ayla spent her life overlooked in her pack, fighting for a place that was never truly hers. On the night she finally turns eighteen, everything changes—her first shift, a breathtaking Alpha who claims her, and a future that suddenly feels possible. Until she is rejected unknowingly by her mate's twin. Heartbroken and betrayed, Ayla flees into the human world and builds a new identity far from the pain she left behind. For years, she believes she has finally escaped her past. But the past has not forgotten her. A message arrives. A warning follows. And the life Ayla built begins to unravel piece by piece. When destiny circles back she must embrace her true identity but not as Ayla Rowan or Elara Ross but as someone more powerful.

“She tried to escape. I think she wants to go rogue.” The guard said.  Sabrina’s eyes snapped to me. A smirk curled on her lips as she walked forward. “Tried to escape, did we?” she said, her blue eyes slicing into mine. “Leave us.” The guards obeyed. She moved in, gaze sweeping over me. “Whatever made you think your scrawny little body could outrun two strong guards?” “Sabrina, you have to let me go. I don’t want to be your handmaid. Please. Let me go.” I begged.  Sabrina laughed, sharp and cold. “Oh, you’ll serve me whether you like it or not.” She leaned closer. “You won’t just serve me, Elowyn. You’ll mate with the Alpha and carry his child for us.” My breath caught. “What?” Her smile deepened, her voice soft and slow. “I can’t be the one who fulfills the prophecy that Kieran’s Luna will die in childbirth.” She stepped even closer. Her eyes locked on mine. “You will bear his child, Elowyn.” She said it with such certainty that my blood ran cold.  I stared at her, horror rising in my throat. “You want me to die instead of you?” Sabrina said nothing. She didn’t have to. Her smile said everything.

I did everything against my beliefs in marriage. The day our worlds collided, I hated his guts. If you think a man who is striking—so damn good-looking, shallow, narcissistic, and extremely rich like Mykel Creed will ask the love of his life to marry him? You’re wrong. It was me who asked—a complete stranger, a hardworking independent woman who took a different path from the family business. Yet, right now, I’m marrying him for my inheritance. I blame myself for my self-defeating action. It doesn’t take long for me to realize my biggest mistake is marrying the right man for the wrong reason until my actions speak the loudest, and my heart starts to get a mind of its own. *** Not so long ago, my only priority was making billions with a little bit of fun along the way. Yet it only took Adley Kross a minute to make me agree to marry her—the woman who called me names. If you think I will laugh in her face, call her nuts, and show her the way out? You’re wrong. Well, I owed her, and now she comes to collect it, but that’s not the point—she had me at the first sway of her ass. I blame myself for being drawn to those sterling eyes and her gorgeous curves. But being with her seems to matter more than my money and being bound to her stupid terms.

"Instead of asking me to be your toy, I would prefer if you rejected me as your mate." I tried not to cry because I knew it was useless in this situation. For people who have power like him, they never have a conscience. "You think I like having a useless mate like you?" he growled. "Of all the werewolves, how could the moon goddess choose you as my mate? How unlucky I am," he cursed. "Then just reject me so you can be free!" I challenged him to do so. Even though I knew it would be so painful that it would feel like welcoming my death. But it was better than living miserably with an Alpha who didn't love me at all. I'd rather be tormented by the pain like a knife to my heart than be terrified all my life with a knife in front of my face that I don't know when it's going to cut me. He grinned, sending chills down my spine. For some reason, I always felt a sense of danger whenever I was around him. It made me feel uncomfortable. "The more you want it, the more I'll never do it." He pulled my waist roughly and whispered above my lips. With a condescending smile that made my pride feel like it was being trampled on. "Being my toy is better than being a whore out there, Ruth." I pushed him roughly and yelled at him. "I will never be your toy!" Ruth was mated to seven alpha brothers, who were her bully and soon to be her stepbrothers. They made sure that her life would be hell, because her mother took their mother place now she will pay for her mother sin. READ STANDALONE CINDERELLA SECOND PART, TRIPLET ALPHAS' CINDERELLA DOCTOR