This Is How I Disappear

We had been married for 24 years. Twenty-four years of what I thought was happy. He got everything he wanted. The house he chose. The truck he loved. The vacations he picked. I made sure life ran smoothly so he never had to question comfort. And apparently, comfort made him bored. That’s how I met Vincent. Not in person. On Tinder. Same smile. Same scar on his chin. Same wedding ring conveniently missing.

Grace Anderson is a striking young lady with a no-nonsense and inimical attitude. She barely smiles or laughs, the feeling of pure happiness has been rare to her. She has acquired so many scars and life has thought her a very valuable lesson about trust. Dean Ryan is a good looking young man with a sanguine personality. He always has a smile on his face and never fails to spread his cheerful spirit. On Grace's first day of college, the two meet in an unusual way when Dean almost runs her over with his car in front of an ice cream stand. Although the two are opposites, a friendship forms between them and as time passes by and they begin to learn a lot about each other, Grace finds herself indeed trusting him. Dean was in love with her. He loved everything about her. Every. Single. Flaw. He loved the way she always bit her lip. He loved the way his name rolled out of her mouth. He loved the way her hand fit in his like they were made for each other. He loved how much she loved ice cream. He loved how passionate she was about poetry. One could say he was obsessed. But love has to have a little bit of obsession to it, right? It wasn't all smiles and roses with both of them but the love they had for one another was reason enough to see past anything. But as every love story has a beginning, so it does an ending.

Is it LOVE? Really? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two brothers separated by fate, and now fate brought them back together. What will happen to them? How do they unlock the questions behind their separation? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

เท่าไหร่..ถ้าคืนนี้ คุณจะไปกับฉัน ******************* "ถ้าบอกว่าติดใจล่ะ คุณจะรับเลี้ยงดูผมเป็นรายเดือนไหม" คนรูปหล่อตรงหน้าใช้สายตาที่เต็มไปด้วยความปรารถนาร้อนแรงมองเธอจนใบหน้าเห่อร้อนวูบวาบไปหมด แต่สาวมั่นกลับเชิดหน้าขึ้นเล็กน้อยปิดบังอาการประหม่า "เสียใจค่ะ ฉันไม่นิยมเลี้ยงเด็ก" "ถ้างั้นผมเลี้ยงคุณแทนก็ได้ มาอยู่กับผมไหม" ทั้งสายตาและน้ำเสียงของเขาทำเอาหัวใจดวงน้อยเต้นกระหน่ำ ภาพความวาบหวามระหว่างเธอกับเขาฉายชัดเข้ามาในสมองเป็นฉากๆ บ้าจริง แค่มีอะไรกับเขาเพียงคืนเดียว ผู้ชายบ้าๆ นี่กลับมีอิทธิพลต่อความรู้สึกของเธอขนาดนี้เชียวหรือ "ฉันไม่ใช่เด็กโฮสต์แบบคุณนะ จะรับเลี้ยงฉันในฐานะอะไร" "ก็เมียไงครับ เมียของผม" คำโปรย : เท่าไหร่..ถ้าคืนนี้ คุณจะไปกับฉัน..

"There Are THREE SIDES To Every Story. YOURS, HIS And The TRUTH."We both hold distaste for the other. We're both clouded by their own selfish nature. We're both playing the blame game. It won't end until someone admits defeat. Until someone decides to call it quits. But how would that ever happen? We're are just as stubborn as one another.Only one thing would change our resolution to one another. An Engagement. .......An excerpt -" To be honest I have no interest in you. ", he said coldly almost matching the demeanor I had for him, he still had a long way to go through before he could be on par with my hatred for him. He slid over to me a hot cup of coffee, it shook a little causing drops to land on the counter. I sighed, just the sight of it reminded me of the terrible banging in my head. Hangovers were the worst. We sat side by side in the kitchen, disinterest, and distaste for one another high. I could bet if it was a smell, it'd be pungent."I feel the same way. " I replied monotonously taking a sip of the hot liquid, feeling it burn my throat. I glanced his way, staring at his brown hair ruffled, at his dark captivating green eyes. I placed a hand on my lips remembering the intense scene that occurred last night. I swallowed hard. How? I thought. How could I be interested?I was in love with his brother.

Machines of Iron and guns of alchemy rule the battlefields. While a world faces the consequences of a Steam empire. Molag Broner, is a soldier of Remas. A member of the fabled Legion, he and his brothers have long served loyal Legionnaires in battle with the Persian Empire. For 300 years, Remas and Persia have been locked in an Eternal War. But that is about to end. Unbeknown to Molag and his brothers. Dark forces intend to reignite a new war. Throwing Rome and her Legions, into a new conflict

His f*ngers tangle in her hair, his warm breath fanning against her parted l*ps as he thr*sted up into her slowly. Bailey let out the most strangled m*an as Kaleb f*lled her with his g*rthy and l*ngthy c^ck. This was bad. She wasn't supposed to be sleeping with her best friend's brother. But here she was with his c^ck d*ep ins*de her and his t^ngue inside her m^uth. ~ Sequel to: Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste and Tangled In His Sheets

Sometimes not all office romance turns out well, Marilyn got home for a vacation after her internship for her family party she feels fulfilled and happy with how things are going in her life especially now that she's found love in her college friend, what she didn't expect is the man she gave her heart to turning cold on her and finding out the unexpected, Marilyn is set to make the most depressed decision when a young man in his thirties showed up in her neighbourhood. Incidentally, they meet in Las Vegas, and this time life changed for her. But will she be able to forget her first love who is an Alpha of a pack or fall in love with Adrian who is a rogue but taught her what it means to love again? Both of which are swooning at her feet, mate or no mate she gets to decide her fate.

Once upon a time, Kayla thought she and Winston would be together until the day they died. She would never have expected them to take separate paths so soon. After retrieving her diagnosis report, she sees him holding another woman in his arms. A final tear trickles down her face. She's tired and doesn't want to use whatever time she has left to argue with him. She makes the arrangements for everything that will happen after her death. Then, she prepares a final gift for Winston. From this day onward, she'll leave for the afterworld while he remains on Earth. They won't see each other again.

Moving in with your best friend’s brother is already a bad idea. Moving in with the one who hates you? Even worse. Kassidy had nowhere else to go, so she ended up living in the same house as Eli Deering, the man who blamed her for the worst thing that ever happened to his sister and never once pretended otherwise. Cold, distant, and completely unforgiving, Eli made it clear she didn’t belong there. She knew better than to want him. She had always known better. One reckless night at a party blurred every boundary between them, turning years of hatred and tension into something dangerous, messy, and intimate. They spent the night together. Eli is looking at her differently now and Kassidy is running out of reasons to pretend she doesn't notice and must decide if he is the one person she should stay away from or the one she was never meant to resist?