Voice Note Desah

Being a teenager dealing with struggles bigger than you is not easy, especially in the case of Temiloluwa. Always irritated disturbed by the GIANT head boy of her school, Temi intended to stay away from him. But what happens when the so called head boy, wont leave her alone even for a second. Timilehin had always been cute for how long she could remember, but that was all, as she never allowed herself to dwell on him or anyone so as not to allow her darkness consume them. But what happens when it seemed like this cute, tall, handsome headboy seemed to have taken voice lessons? What happens when he starts opening the door in which she had closed to everyone? What happens when his voice alone raises unwanted goosebumps? What happens when innocent brushes of his hands on her thighs brings out the heat she didn’t know she had in her?Would she still be able to keep him away or would she be the one to chase?

"Repeat that, Bella. Say 'no' again, and I promise you that'll be the last thing you ever say on this earth," Damien Alejandro says, pointing a gun to my head. His icy, cold voice sent shivers down my spine, and somehow, his voice scared me more than the gun pressed to my temple. “I…I…I do," I stammered, the words tasting like bile on my lips. “You may now kiss the bride," the priest announced. --- Isabella is kidnapped on her wedding day and taken to an undisclosed location, where she is forced to marry a stranger, Damien Alejandro, who turns out to be a dangerous Mafia king. He claims her father sold her to him, but there's one problem—she has no father. She promised herself she wouldn't fall for the enemy, but what's a girl to do when a six-foot-three, gorgeous man shows a soft spot for her and can't keep his hands off her?

“Is there something I can help you find, love?” His rich, smoky, slightly accented voice made it hard for me to concentrate. “I…uh. I…I was w-wondering w-where the c-coffee maker was.” Was that my voice? Since when did I sound like a sultry sex kitten? I slowly looked up. I was met with his intense baby blues and once again my body, the treasonous bitch, reacted to him. It took all I had to swallow and don’t think I missed for one second the way his eyes followed my natural body function. This man was sex incarnate and if I was being forced to cohabitate with him I was going to have to be extra careful. “I don’t drink that shit.” His mouth pulled to the side in his trademark smirk. “Then what’s in that?” I point to his mug. “It’s tea.” He said, trying not to smile. “Close your mouth, love. Unless you want me to put something in it?” He whispered in my ear.

Sanjana, a gifted singer and journalism student, lives with her maternal uncle in the breathtaking valley of Kashmir. After losing her fearless journalist mother and British father in a tragic accident, her uncle became her only family. To support herself, Sanjana occasionally sings on the radio, her melodious voice catching hearts across the region. Liam, the son of ruthless billionaire Catherine, dreams not of business empires but of creating music. On his friend Kabir’s advice, he visits Kashmir in search of a soulful voice—and finds it in Sanjana. Her innocence and passion captivate him, and love soon blossoms between them. But fate strikes cruelly. A horrific car accident leaves Sanjana’s face severely disfigured. Catherine, appalled by her appearance, threatens Sanjana into leaving Liam. Heartbroken, Sanjana disappears from Liam’s life. Her uncle, unable to watch her suffer, reveals a hidden truth—Sanjana's father belonged to an elite British family, and his brother, a renowned plastic surgeon, offers her a second chance. In London, she undergoes a complex surgery and emerges with a new face—and a secret: she’s pregnant with Liam’s child. Years later, Sanjana, now Samantha Harper, a successful journalist in the UK, is assigned to cover the engagement of a billionaire—Liam. She returns to his world, certain he won’t recognize her. But Liam is haunted by her presence. Her voice, her laughter… they stir memories long buried. As he digs deeper, Liam uncovers the truth—that the woman he lost still lives, and she’s the mother of his child. With betrayal, heartbreak, and years between them, Liam must fight to reclaim the love that never truly faded. Because true love never forgets—even when the face changes.

With the excuse of wanting to move on, Ivan Kurt was forced to get married to an unknown woman. She was pretty, her voice was as sweet as the voice of an angel, she had a nice body, but was that enough to get married to someone? Though he had a strong feeling that he wasn't making the right choice, he went on to do this. After all, some day, he may end up liking the stranger. Wait, why would a lady randomly accept Ivan's proposal? Yes, he was rich. But, instead of creating an eternal bond like marriage, why did she not decide to be his mistress? By the way, even if he ended up loving her, did that make him know her well enough? Her name was Rae Tyrone. But the government said she didn't exist. Was she a witch, or a woman from another world? Who was the real person behind those beautiful brown eyes? Where did she come from? What did she want from him? To Ivan, the question remains, "Who is my wife?" Read to know more!

I had been in a relationship with Zachary Dawson for seven years and engaged for three when, out of the blue, Ruby White, the daughter of his mentor, moved into our home. Sitting casually on the bed that Zachary and I shared, Ruby lounged with an air of nonchalance, her voice playful and teasing. "Zachary, the dental god, sure has a nice bed," she remarked with a smirk. "I can only imagine what it would be like to spend the night with him in this bed." I captured the scene on my phone and sent the video to our family group chat with a brief message: Looks like Zachary might have a new girlfriend Zachary rushed home, wrapping his arms protectively around a tearful Ruby. He pointed at me, his voice seething with anger. "My mentor's dying wish was for me to take care of Ruby! If you can't accept that, then move out!" Honestly, my brows furrowed deeper than the wrinkles on the bedsheets Ruby had sat on. Fine. I didn't need the bed, and I didn't need a fiancé anymore.

As the flames engulfed my body in the underground warehouse, I used the last of my strength to call my brother, the new Don of the Moretti family. Just as I was about to draw my last breath, Lorenzo finally answered, his voice as cold as the Sicilian winter wind. "Isabella, what the hell are you up to now?" "Brother, save me…" My voice was barely a whisper, but he cut me off without a hint of mercy. "Can't you go one day without causing trouble?" "Liliana's debutante dinner is next week. If you don't show up, I'll drag you back here myself." He hung up without a second thought, completely oblivious to the desperation in my voice. Despair mingled with the searing agony that wracked my body as the flames danced higher, and I couldn't hold on any longer. As I closed my eyes, tears still trickled from their corners. You won't have to drag me back, my brother. I'm never coming back.

Zoya Agrawal is a coy, silent, innocent girl who abides by her parent's rule and shakes her head to their will. Renzo Matteo De Luca is the head of the most feared Italian Mafia. --------------------------------------- "Don't give bloody excuses" I was barking at the man who was indebted to me. "You were supposed to pay me back before two months". "Please forgive me Matteo, I will try to pay you back within a month" he pleads. There is a soft knock on the door,he looks back at me, I give him permission and sat back on the chair. " Dad i have to discuss something with you,its really important " I heard a beautiful voice say.I turned the chair to look the owner of the voice and I felt the air being knocked out of me. "You dont have to pay me back instead I want to marry your daughter" I say after he returns. He looks at me for a second and slowly nods his head. Who knew my journey to India would turn like this????

“I thought you were going to propose to me just like you said.” Nicole’s voice barely made it past her throat. A part of her still needed an explanation from Rowan. “You must be out of your godforsaken mind if you actually believed that.” That was how Rowan—the former all-time quarterback star, the guy she thought was her ‘supposed’ boyfriend chose to humiliate her in front of everyone at the hockey field. And instead, he picked another girl… someone he felt was more worth it. Just when Nicole thought she had lost it all, a voice rose from the crowd. “I scored that touchdown for you, for being the prettiest girl here.” It was Brad. The newly transferred, insanely hot quarterback star, standing up for her when no one else did. What Nicole didn’t realize, though, was that Brad was actually “Jill”—the same boy from the orphanage who had once promised to be her knight in shining armor. Check out my other book: The Mafia's Undercover Princess.

Note! JANGAN MENGKRITIK JIKA CERITANYA TIDAK NYAMBUNG. SEBAB KISAH SESUNGGUHNYA BERADA DI PERTENGAHAN CERITA! TIDAK SUKA, MAKA TIDAK USAH BACA. TERIMA KASIH.... ~~ Cinta Orion pada Putri Nerisha sangatlah suci. Namun, Putri Nerisha lebih memilih Arayan Xander dan menolak cinta Orion, dari sanalah Orion bertekat untuk membalas dendam pada Arayan. Putri Nerisha meminta pada Arayan untuk mencarikannya seekor rusa. Ketika sedang berburu rusa, tanpa berpikir panjang Orion membunuh Arayan. Dendamnya terbalaskan. Akan tetapi, Putri Nerisha lebih memilih mati dari pada harus menikah dengan Orion. Dia melompat ke dalam jurang dan menyusl suaminya, Arayan Xander. Setalah 1000 tahun berlalu. Putri Nerisha dan Arayan terlahir kembali menjadi remaja belia yang duduk di bangku SMA. Orion pula menjadi sahabat Nerisha. Dikehidupan ini, Apakah Orion ingin menuntut balas akan penolakan cintanya 1000 tahun yang lalu? Apakah Nerisha mengingat bahwa Arayan Xander adalah suaminya? Mampukah Orion mendapatkan cinta Nerisha yang telah lama dia dambakan?