Tsukasa Dr Stone

“How much do you need to get that petty baby of an excuse in your stomach out?” Kidnapped by the top richest man in the whole of New York, in exchange for her step sister’s life, Serina Stone had to enter a contract and loveless marriage with him— Nikolai Romano, who so desperately happens to be in dire need for an heir. Serina saw the contract marriage as a chance to be out of her stepmother's maltreatment. However, a change of fate occured when the billionaire got involved in a fatal accident. Though pregnant, he treated her like a piece of trash. What happens when Nikolai became cold-hearted to the point of demanding an abortion? Disgusted by the billionaire’s new character, Serina decided to escape from the hell of a marriage by filing divorce. Will Nikolai regain his memory and open his eyes to see he was doomed if Serina had aborted his only child? Will she return to the heartless billionaire who had treated her like a trash or fall into the arms of her new love interest?

My adopted sister, an Omega who has always seemed delicate, harmless, and wolf-less, vanishes the night before full moon. Everyone, including my parents and my mate—the Alpha who's supposed to protect me—blames me for driving her away. They drag me to the Memory Offering altar, bind my wolf in silver chains, and demand the truth from my memories. Little do they know that my body has been laced with 99 silver needles, buried deep under my skin, each one driven in by the hand of the innocent girl they adore the most. The silverbane has seeped through my blood, eating away at my bones and my wolf spirit. I don't have long. So, I seize control. I invoke the oldest rite in the pack, the Memory Offering, to let them see the truth with their own eyes. For three years, I've been the one who was framed, humiliated, and tortured. Meanwhile, my so-called gentle sister is the real monster behind it all. By the time the truth is revealed, the silverbane has devoured my soul. Bathed in the blinding white light of the rite, I die on that cold, stone altar, with a pain that cuts to the bone and a peace that feels almost like freedom.

I'd been engaged to Ivan since we were kids. When he went off to the military, I stayed behind—ten years of caring for his paralyzed mom, putting my whole life on pause. By the time he came back, I was at the age where most women were settling down. And he showed up with someone else. Ivan laid it out, stone cold: "Nadia's my comrade's widow. If you want to marry me, you'll have to accept her too. Most of my pay goes to her. I promised I'd take care of her. She gets first pick of everything in the house. Don't like it? Then forget about getting married." I looked past him. Nadia stood there, tears dripping down her cheeks, playing the poor little victim. Right then, I ended it. No drama. No regrets. Signed up for the Rural Teaching Support Program the same day. Left love behind. Threw everything I had into teaching.

“Until death do us part.” Her husband had sworn those very words to her, but he had also promised to love her and cherish her as well. Too bad he was a beast. Only one person can save Jennifer Summers from her current predicament, her billionaire playboy boss, Adonis Blackwell, but that man was fire, And sometimes, when one got too close to fire, one got burnt. **** Adonis Blackwell was a certified playboy, everyone knew this. His parents want him to change his ways so their company can still remain in the family, and when Adonis saves Jennifer from a near death encounter with her abusive husband, he realizes that he could perhaps kill two birds with one stone after all… He could appease his parents by marrying the perfect Jen, And then save her from her abusive ex with his name and protection. But marriage required being faithful to one person only, a feat that seemed almost impossible for Blackwell. Would he be able to overcome his demons and settle with one woman who was nothing like his tastes? Old habits do die hard after all…

It's the tenth anniversary of my bonding with my warrior mate, Owen Chase, and also our son Leo's birthday. A month earlier, I spent $8000 arranging a trip to the Blood Moon Forest. I plan to take my mate and pup to the Moon Goddess' sacred grounds to receive her blessings. This is supposed to be a happy anniversary celebration for our complete werewolf family. I've prepared everything and booked tickets for the Twilight Coach. But on the night before our departure, Owen and Leo suddenly block our mind-link. "Dad and I are having dinner with Ms. Emma on the 24th floor of Moonlight Restaurant. We've cancelled the tickets—we're not going." The call ends there. They promptly block my number as well. I rush back to our pack overnight, only to find that the security system no longer recognizes me. That night, every household locks its doors and activates protective barriers against the toxic mist of the Silver Mines in the nearby Moonveil Valley, while I could only huddle on the stone steps outside our house, inhaling the silver-laden fog all night. The poisonous substances flood my systems. I am sent to the hospital, burning with fever as my wolf grows weaker with every labored breath. Meanwhile, my family is busy touring Central City with Emma Skinner, spending the money I had worked so hard to earn. Owen posts a photo on his social media. In the photo, Emma, my mate Owen, and my child Leo stand hand-in-hand in front of the wishing fountain in Central City, all smiling brightly. The caption reads: "A perfect trip, a perfect family of three." It is only then that I finally understand—this family exists in name only. It's time for me to rebuild my life.

CEO's Contract Wife – A marriage built on lies, a love born in truth. Isabella "Izzy" Lakewood is a talented architect struggling to keep her gravely ill brother alive. Billionaire CEO Liam Stone offers her an impossible choice: marry him for two years to secure his inheritance, and he'll cover all of her brother's medical expenses. Desperate to save her brother, Izzy agrees. Can love rise from the ashes of a contract, or will the past ruin their chance at forever?

I can remove your grief; I can erase your fears; I can ease your pain because I am God’s angel, and I believe that he sent me to a mission and that is to end people's pain; I am Helena, A religious woman, and I can help you end your pain by bringing it back to the Lord. With the help of my boyfriend named Echo, the man that I love and trust most. We accomplished our mission well, but everything came to an end when Brother Ven. A born again Christian. Didn’t believe in my mission. He asked a psychiatrist to help me from my delusional mind because of the dark past that I’ve had been. He told the psychiatrist named Dr Castelo; A psychiatrist who has a dark secret, that I have a mental illness. So join me in my journey and discover by yourself if I am God’s angel or a sick psychopath? Who is Echo in my life? And how can my psychiatrist help me if she has a dark secret kept hidden?

Kayla is s seventeen year old werewolf and a member of the Blood Stone Pack. She's living life in the fast lane. At the start of Senior year, she had love, friends, and a casual boyfriend. The Alpha's son laying claim on her. Life was all planned out. Until one fateful day, she never saw coming, when her scoundrel father admits that he is in tremendous debt. He arranges to sell her to a brothel. Disgraced, she finally gets her chance and runs away from the abusive household she has dreamed of escaping. She drives for hours until she reaches the farthest areas of the country, and She starts to build a new life. Enrolling in college, love is something she never thought she would find again. What happens when she is discovered and she is being hunted again. What happens when the truth is revealed that Damien is her Mate? Sparks will fly and Passions will rage. How will she find her freedom? Which Alpha will she choose?

On the night of the Benedetto family's Harvest Festival, my Mafia husband, Salvatore, told me to bring our son, Giuseppe, to the family gathering. He said his madre had finally accepted us into the Benedetto bloodline. I was trembling with excitement in our little cottage as I dressed Giuseppe in his finest little suit. He had carved a single wooden rose by hand, a project he'd saved for over five years. He said he would present it to his grandmother at the celebration, a plea for her to accept our place in the family. But the moment we stepped into the stone manor, I saw Carmela. Salvatore had her pinned against an oak barrel in a deep, searing kiss. In the moonlight, her hand was undoing his tie. In front of everyone, Salvatore smiled and gently pushed her away. He walked toward the family members gathered in a semicircle and raised a crystal glass. "Tonight, in addition to celebrating the harvest, I have an important announcement." "I would like to introduce you all to the woman I have married in the eyes of God and the Church." "Miss Carmela Torrino." Before I could even process his words, Giuseppe tore his hand from mine and rushed forward. "Papa, what are you saying?" "Isn't my mother your wife?"

On our wedding night, my husband didn't stay long enough to toast with champagne. He left me alone at the reception and retreated to the chapel. Because from the very beginning, this stoic, untouchable man had only ever loved my younger sister. For three years of my marriage, I poured myself into thawing a heart of stone, only to be met with glacial silence. "Claire," he said coldly, "I'd rather take vows of celibacy than ever love you." But when the truck came barreling toward me, the man who had resented me his entire life used his own body to shield mine. Just before I lost consciousness, I saw him gripping the paramedic's sleeve, blood staining his lips. "Don't tell that crazy woman who saved her… And don't let my family… make things difficult for her." Tears welled in my eyes. Only then did I realize I wasn't the only one at fault in this marriage. After coming back to life, I chose to join the United Nations Peacekeeping Forces and head straight to the front lines. If we were never meant to grow old together in this life, then let my final wish for him be this: A lifetime of peace, and an eternity of never crossing paths with me again.