Tiny Habits

Once again, my wife, Claire Winters, stabbed me with a silver needle. A reporter tracked me down and asked, "Louis Sterling, wasn't your wife, Claire, one of the winners of the National Inspiration Awards from ten years ago? She won the reward for saving you during the earthquake and ending up paralyzed from the waist down, right?" I stayed quiet for a moment, then nodded. "Louis, we're from a TV station, and we're producing a tenth anniversary special about the earthquake." I rubbed my arm, which was covered in tiny needle marks, and looked her straight in the eye. I replied, "That's fine, but can you keep the cameras discreet? Claire isn't used to being in front of so many lenses." However, I never expected that on the very first day of the live broadcast, I would be dragged onto the trending charts and torn apart online.

On the day I miscarried and suffered from haemorrhage, my husband posted a photo of a newborn’s tiny feet on his Instagram Story. The caption read: “Welcome, little angel. Daddy will always protect you.” With trembling hands, I called him. “The baby’s gone. Can you come to the hospital?” On the other end, I heard a baby crying, followed by the man’s impatient voice. “In that case, take good care of yourself. Louise just gave birth and needs someone to care for her. I can’t leave. “Besides, the dead shouldn’t compete with the living for affection. Got it?” He hung up right after. I broke down alone on the hospital bed, and when I finally wiped away my tears, I dialed the number of his sworn enemy, Levi Snow. “Marry me, and the entire Wright Corporation will be my dowry. All I want is for you to bring Finn Yeaton down. Do we have a deal?”

Zara wakes up after two years of being in coma and now has to adjust to her life after realizing that she also lost three years of her memories. Her curiosity drives her to investigate her past. A past with its own pains. Love finds her but will this love put her incomplete broken pieces together or break her even further? Kehinde, a ruthless business mogul, cold and indifferent on another side of the world with a dark secret. A man living in his own nightmare holding on to the tiny beam of light in his life. How will their different world worlds collide? Will two broken souls heal each other and find true love and happiness? There is no present without the past. What secrets do the past hold? How will the past decide the future Find out as you read this story. Do join her as she finds herself. FINDING MY MISSING PIECE Please drop a review. All constructive criticism is accepted.

Amelia, the daughter of Sliver Moon Pack's Alpha, after her mother passed away. Her father marked his mistress as Luna and took back a stepsister for her, then her life turned into hell. But she tried her best to live and hope she could find mate to take her away from the abyss. But instead she was driven of the pack for a crime she didn't commit and had a one-night stand with a strange man. The next day, her stepsister opened the door with Amelia's mate. "I, Jax Stone, Future Beta of the Silver Moon pack reject you, Amelia, daughter of the Alpha of the Silver Moon pack." Tears ran down Amelia's cheeks. *** Five years later, Amelia was forced to attend her stepsister's wedding, but her pup pointed his tiny finger at the wedding stage. "Why does he look like me? We have the same eyes, Mom..."

She promised to loathe him. He never meant to hold her. The heart was never addressed in their contract. Elena Vega has to marry the guy who broke her family's inheritance in order to save it. Julian Thorne is a millionaire who is cold and calculating. His proposition is straightforward but cruel: one year of perfect, public marriage in exchange for her family's safety. There are no feelings and no true closeness; it's all a show for the cameras. She enters his world of chilly luxury, holding on to her wrath as her only protection. But the line between their fake love and real, dizzying tension starts to blur. A lingering touch, a kiss stolen in the dark, and whispered secrets in the dark—none of these things were in the tiny print. The most dangerous thing for them right now isn't that their lie will be found out; it's the horrible, unmistakable truth: they are falling for the one person they were told to stay away from. A marriage based on hate. A love built on secrets.

I dislike vampires because they killed my parents. I called them with different kinds of names… monster, scoundrel, devil and creatures that deserved to be in hell. Nevertheless, I didn’t foresaw myself falling for a vampire- a creature’s ancestor who was the reason behind my loved one’s death. "Listen to me, woman," he muttered in terror. "You should stand now and clean my room to pay for your debt and as a sign of respect to your master. Now that you're in my possession, all you need to do is follow what I say, never oppose me, and refrain from digging or talking back until I say so. Did your tiny, little brain get it?" I told myself I’d kill him, but those dreams I awaited to execute began slipping off my mind as the anger I had to their origin turned to a poisonous love which shouldn’t have existed. All of these started the moment he uttered the words, “Mine…”

When news of Tanya Nice's pregnancy is exposed, she's lying next to Luciano Ascrofi, the new Don of the Ascrofi family. Since the ex-Don has already passed away, the paparazzi decide to make Tanya's pregnancy the next biggest scandal. They keep publishing all the romantic scandals related to her while making speculations about whose baby she will eventually give birth to. But Luciano doesn't seem to mind at all. His hand is placed over Tanya's flat belly so that he could feel the tiny life growing within her womb. It's then Tanya rolls on her side to nuzzle into Luciano's chest. Both of them are stuck in an intimate position, as though they are a couple who are madly in love with each other. But Tanya's gaze remains calm. Her voice is tender as always. "Will you kill this baby?" Luciano merely chuckles softly in return. Then, he presses a kiss on her forehead. "Don't overthink it, my darling stepmother."

Herbie was subconsciously self-sabotaging his relationship with every famous, beautiful, successful girl he's been with. When the relationship seemed to be going well, he'd find one little detail that would be enough reason to break-up. It could be that she's too clingy or too busy, to the trivial ones like having long fingernails or having eyes that are too big or too small. That's because in that tiny little space in his heart he kept a secret. He's got this huge crush on his next-door neighbor for what seems like forever. For ten years they were neighbors, for ten years he was content just stealing glances. Not that he didn't know her. She's his ex-girlfriend's sister! On their tenth year as neighbors, he got elected as President and CEO of a multinational corporation at only 36 years old. He didn't want to move apartments but duty called.

SYNOPSIS Axion Rivera who was cursed ever since he was little, lived his whole life, trying to get a cure for himself. Finally, after 27 years of searching, it turned out there was hope for him. But only a Red Phoenix is capable of healing him. From the stories he heard, a Phoenix is pure, innocent, kind and down to earth but maybe fate was playing a little chase game with him. Maybe a Phoenix is pure but not the one capable of healing him. Finally meeting his healer sparked a really deep hatred in his heart for her. Why? He has only but one question; " How can a stripper be his Phoenix? " Phoenix Campbell, a naive innocent girl forced to strip by her foster mother and isn't aware she was a Red Phoenix. Her foster mother fell sick forcing her to signed a contract with Axion for one million dollars. But unknown to her that tiny piece of paper was about to bound her to him forever...

I always thought nobody could hate me more than my own mother – till I met my fated mate… Nobody rejects a fated mate. But mine did. Half wolf, half warlock, he considers me a disgrace. One he doesn’t want to be linked to. And with his rejection, he crushed that tiny ember of hope within me. That someone will finally love me. I try to pull away, to avoid even more heartbreak, but the more I try to stay away, the more entangled I get in this pack and with this alpha who despises my very existence. But there is something thrumming under the surface of this usually sleepy town, something dark and vicious. There are too many warlocks all of a sudden, another new pack, and I feel like I am being watched. The worst is yet to come, however. When one of the Alpha’s mate candidates is found murdered, all eyes turn to me…