Ukuran Trash Bag

When Freya discovers that she is betrothed to the alpha of a powerful werewolf pack, she is stunned. She had no idea she was a werewolf as her wolf remains dormant, let alone that her family had made an ancient treaty with the pack centuries ago. As she prepares to meet her new mate, Freya is filled with a mixed bag of feelings as both fear and curiosity become a part of who she is. She knows little about the world of werewolves and is uncertain about what to expect. But when she meets the alpha, Lucas, a strong, dominating, and commanding figure who exudes power and danger, she is instantly drawn to him. As they spend more time together, Freya discovers that there is more to the pack's alpha than she ever could have imagined. He is a man of honour and integrity, with a deep sense of duty to his pack and his people. And as their relationship deepens, Freya finds herself falling in love with him. But their love is threatened by the centuries-old treaty between their families and the tensions that have been simmering between their packs for years. The rival packs in their world threaten both their packs' peace and well-being. Will their love be strong enough to overcome the obstacles in their way? Or will they be torn apart by the forces that seek to keep them apart?

I paid Curtis Robinett 200 thousand dollars a month to be a standby blood donor. My fiancée, Eden May, thought it was a waste of money. So she reassigned him to work part-time as her personal assistant instead. When Curtis accidentally submitted my marriage license appointment as a divorce filing for the 99th time, I kicked open Eden's office door. She didn't even look up. "We're in no rush to get married anyway," she said calmly. "Curtis is just careless. That's how he's always been." Later, in the emergency room, I called Eden while doctors rushed around me, my throat shredded from yelling. "Where's my emergency medical kit?" I rasped. "What did you do with it?" Curtis answered instead, his voice warm and smug. "You mean the expensive leather bag you kept in the cabinet? I swapped it out for a large party snack box. It holds everything just fine, and honestly, it looks a lot more cheerful. "Ms. May's brother and sister-in-law are both career soldiers. Your bag didn't really match that image, so I thought this would be more appropriate." My vision dimmed. My hands shook as I told Curtis to come donate blood. Eden laughed softly and cut in, "Stop pretending you're anemic just to get attention. If you're actually sick, deal with it. You're at the hospital; I think the doctors are fully capable of keeping you alive. Curtis is afraid of needles. He's not coming." Then, she hung up. She didn't appear until the surgical lights finally went dark. "Curtis had me bring you chocolate milk," she said. "It's good for recovery. It's not that he didn't want to help. He just faints at the sight of blood." She placed a settlement waiver on my bed. "I was the one who told him not to come. That 200-thousand-dollar monthly salary is his pay as my assistant. It has nothing to do with you. You didn't have to call the police for that. Sign this, and I'll go get the marriage license with you." I thought of what I had just seen in the operating room. Eden's brother, Harvey May, was bleeding out on the operating table, waiting for a lifesaving drug that never came. In the final moments of surgery, he could do nothing but lie there and die. I looked at her and said evenly, "You're the immediate family. It's not my place to sign that."

His green eyes were shining in anger. He saw her standing there with that fucking gangster. Fury and jealousy were running through his veins. His eyes drifted down and noticed the hand which was gripping her waist. His fingers turned into a fist. He was ready to kill him. He saw them going and pulling away in car. Where the fuck is he taking her? He turned and threw a punch on the wall hardly. Grabbing his bag he ran and ran til he reached in his room but her memories came rushing in his head. Everything in his room was a reminder of her. Her scent was still floating in the air. Her tinkling giggle echoed in his ears. But why? Why is he jealous? Why is he angry? He was the one who betrayed her, destroyed her, made fun of her love. Now why her moving on with another man is killing him inside? He is the god of his own world. He is The Eric Knight. It was never a fairytale. Fate collided them and started a story full of- fight, love, romance, betrayal and hate. And in between all this, entered a Gangster, who kills people and sells drugs but is sexy like a devil. One's Obsession and other's Possession. A story full of passion, but The game spins and their fates as well.

Kira has always been the pack’s punching bag, an omega trapped by her family’s low status and the pack’s constant abuse. So when the Alpha King’s heir visits their pack to find his fated mate, it feels like destiny when Kira crosses his path in a forbidden part of the woods. But instead of claiming her, the prince turns his back on her without a second glance. Excited yet fearful, Kira rushes home to tell her parents of what happened... Seeing an opportunity to escape their own struggles, they push her to pursue the prince, convinced that marrying him is her only chance at a better life. But when Kira finally faces him once again, he coldly rejects her—yet refuses to let her go, forcing her into a life of servitude within his grand mansion. But this isn't how her story end. Because, there, in the shadows of her misery, Kira meets his elder brother—a once-powerful warrior, now broken and cast aside due to an injury. Unlike the young brother, he sees her but does she see him too or her cold heart is set on only revenge?

“Don't come closer. There is no way I will let you have me again” he pulls him even closer, ignoring every word Reece just spilled. As always his signature grin on his face. He was so close in a way Reece could feel his warm breath and the strong smell of alcohol on his breath. His grip tightened around his ass giving it a little squeeze. “Hmm,” a little moan escapes Reece’s throat. He quickly held his hands over his mouth preventing further provocation. He was hard again, the man before him realized a trump smile. Reece may fight and talk trash, but for some reason, he obeys the man's every touch and provocation. He was like a lap rat in the hands of his abuser. The hands around his waist gently loosened up, letting him free, but before he could register what was happening, his hands slid down into his jeans ``no.. not again!!!

Khalid is a model and also the co-owner of their modeling company. When he lost the first woman he ever loved due to an unexpected incident, Khalid became a workaholic. On the first anniversary of the death of his first love, Khalid saw a strange woman talking to a drunk woman who had her head in the trash bin. That was the first time that Khalid’s lips broke into a smile. But then, fate is truly unpredictable. Khalid’s parents asked him to do a marriage interview (as they always asked him to do-with different women) with her. WITH HER. Khalid fell in love with her deeply. But, what was fate really want? When things between them finally went smoothly, another problem appeared. What was Khalid supposed to do, then? Is fate playing tricks on him? Well, he’s not gonna let fate win the game. Whatever happens, he will make sure that Alelie ends up with him and he will also make sure that she does not leave his side. No. Never.

The princess of Oberlin City scorns the poor, and I'm the biggest thorn in her side—I live in squalor but am specially admitted by a prestigious college meant for the rich. "What right does a peasant like you have to study at the same college as me?" Nails appear on my seat, and the shampoo in my bathroom is switched to glue. Chantelle Gorman even daringly tries to ram me over at the campus entrance—all because I'm a poor young woman from the countryside. To survive, I set my sights on her father, a perfect gentleman. He's a domineering CEO who's never had a shortage of women in his life. It's too bad he has no other children besides Chantelle. Chantelle thinks I'm a piece of trash who'll get kicked to the curb after a night of pleasure, but she doesn't know how easily the women in my family conceive. I give birth to seven sons and a daughter for the domineering CEO. How can Chantelle possibly go up against me and my eight children?

Ezmira Franchild was adopted at the age of eleven. No one knew where this silent little girl originated from, all they knew was that she was found under an old broken-down bridge, curled up into a ball and trembling with fear. It took her an entire year before she began to speak again but once she did, she never spoke of where she came from or who her parents were... she simply clutched to the dirty old bag that she was found with and never allowed anyone to search it or take it from her. Years later, Ezmira is still a quiet child, living in a small town with her sister, Liza Franchild and trying to make the best of her life. Little did she know that her past was not something she could run from or ignore. Once a witch, forever a witch. “I'm afraid to live. I'm afraid to let people in again because I'd never know when they'd leave. My existence is a curse.” ~Ezmira “I've been cursed for many years, but you're the first curse that I've ever willingly accepted. If you're afraid just hold onto me, we can face our fears together.” ~Axil Book 1 of the Divinity Series.

I lived in happiness with the love of my life, my husband Silas the CEO of Andersson. co. I thought I had It all! We were meant to be together forever. But the day our daughter died in my womb was the day my world stopped spinning, weeks passed by and I was numbed to the outside world. Until that day when his naked body in bed with another woman was shown in every newspaper around the country. My husband Silas! The love of my life. The one I thought I would spend the rest of my life with, just tossed me away like I meant nothing to him. In just a few months I was left with just the clothes on my body and what I managed to pack in a bag, and the little money I had in my bank account. But that was it! I didn’t think I would survive this pain, but life had a surprise for me. Giving up wasn’t an option anymore! I will fight for my life and get strong again. Once I am, I will come back and get my revenge on those who did me wrong. I will show him what he tossed away. Warning contains child loss, sexual content, and bad language.

"Please, don't eat me," it begged. The voice was that of angels...Another hand gripped the trunk until finally, another eye appeared. One was beautiful, but now both looked back at me with an intensity that would sear into my soul until the day I died. It was a girl, a tiny girl. Her smell continued to be blown in my direction, and by the gods, I swear they were trying to draw her to me."Creed, an exiled dragon, known for his ruthless fighting and disturbing appearance. The dragon elders deemed him unworthy of a mate, the moon goddess would not grant one that was conceived of r*pe.Odessa, a woman who lost her father to cancer, her estranged mother finds her hours later after her father's death, whisks her away to a fantasy world to repay her debt to the Duke of Vamparia. She is now a mere blood bag, but one night fate was on her side. She escaped the vampire kingdom only to find herself found by a beast who takes her under his wings.Together they will unfold a new love and adventure as they try and defeat the vampires that hold humans hostage, for Creed to get his revenge for the new treasure he wants to call his own. Romance blossoms and even a special twist to make your heart squeeze with warmth.