Voice Of Raya

On my twenty-third birthday, my brother, Zackary Dixon, became the wealthiest man in the country. He threw a grand birthday party for the nanny's daughter, saying that she would be the Dixon family's favorite. At the same time, something went wrong with my artificial heart. I couldn't find a suitable one, only one month left in my life. Due to the torture of illness and great pressure, I had no choice but to call him. Hearing my cough, he coldly said, "At that time, you were afraid to get involved, and now you regret it?" My throat was sore. I stared at his expressionless face through the phone and laughed bitterly. "Zackary, three hundred thousand dollars is no big deal to you. Help me, OK?" Zackary sneered. I could hear his warm voice comforting Lillianna, "Voice phishing. It's fine." Of course, he was fine, because his sound beating heart was mine.

I had just suffered a miscarriage. With trembling fingers, I called my husband, only to hear the sounds of a rowdy party on the other end. "Don, this was supposed to be your anniversary gift for your wife," a voice teased amidst the cheers. "Giving it to Miss Lena instead—aren't you afraid your lady will throw a fit?" Vincent's voice was deep and dismissive. "Lena's brother died saving my life. I owe her. As for Isabella... she's gentle. She'll understand." He paused, his tone turning colder. "Besides, she came to me with those scandalous rumors surrounding her past. The resources the Corleone family has given her over the years are more than enough to compensate for these little grievances." As blood stained the hem of my skirt, I silently pressed the end-call button. Tears fell uncontrollably. He doesn't know yet—the baby is gone, and I am finally done with him.

It's hard to resist a bad boy who's a good man. ***** Tessa Hawthorne is a young and intelligent wolf girl, from the Moon Stone Pack. However, her intelligence is quite questionable when it comes down to Ronan Pierce. Ronan is a playboy of the school who keeps on making Tessa’s life hell by bullying her in the worst way possible. No one can raise their voice against him since he is the son of the most powerful Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack. What will happen when Tessa would raise her voice against him? She is done tolerating his victimization and now she decides that she will fight back even if she can’t win against him. The lifted spirit of Tessa makes Ronan interested in her even more than he was before, but their love story is not a simple one because there are lots of hurdles they will come across. After all, the animosity runs deep within their packs as well.

"What is this?!" Avery's voice trembled with rage, her fists clenched as she stared at the people who betrayed her. "You're marrying me off to some old man?" she spat. Her mother flinched. "Avery, please… it’s the only way to clear the debt." Her father’s voice thundered. "You will marry Sergei Kuznetsov. End of story." Avery Wells was never the obedient daughter—not with her leather boots, smart mouth, and fire-for-blood temper. But nothing prepared her for being thrown into the cold world of Russian mafia royalty. Sergei Kuznetsov: seventy, cruel, and untouchable. Her new husband. Kieran Kuznetsov: his youngest son—illegitimate, exiled, and carved from shadows. In a world full of masks, guns, and buried secrets, Avery has only one rule: never fall for the devil’s son. But the more she fights, the closer the darkness pulls. In this house, freedom is a myth. And love… might just be a death sentence.

Knoxville sneered at me. “Say what you want to say right here. You're not welcome in my house,” he thundered, his voice dripping with disdain. I couldn't believe his audacity. “You're a nobody who betrayed me! I was the one who helped you, and this is how you repay me?” I shouted, my voice echoing through the neighborhood. Knoxville smirked. “I'm somebody, remember? I told you about my luxurious life before I was disowned. Don't act like you did me a favor,” he said, his tone ungrateful and arrogant. Getting betrayed by the person you love and trust so much after given him your entire life could be the worst betrayal in your life. But coming back stronger to make him miserably by using his brother could be wonderful paybacks right, She has decided to choose the right revenge.

“Marco?" she called, her voice barely above a whisper. Marco remained silent, he only arched his brow, his expression unreadable. Slowly, everything began to sink in. "Why?" Her voice trembled as she finally broke the silence that had settled between them. "Why didn't you speak up when you knew the truth, Marco? You could have saved me." Marco scoffed. "What did you expect me to do?" "DEFEND ME? PROTECT ME!" She yelled. "That's what you do for someone you love." Marco’s jaw tightened, and he leaned against the cold, steel bars of the cell. His icy blue eyes bore into hers, but there was no warmth, no love, only a distant glimmer of irritation. "Ivy," he began, his voice low and filled with everything but love, "I can't tell if you're just naive or plain daft." "You know I couldn't back you up in front of everyone. I couldn't risk them finding out that I'm mated to an Omega." ~~~~~ Ivy thought she had hit rock when she was falsely accused, added to her mate’s betrayal and then auctioned according to tradition for all female criminals. But when a handsome and mysterious Alpha walked in at the dying moment, wanting her for himself, she must decide whether to leave with him as his personal slave or remain in the pack to go through the last phase of her punishment; which could end up being her last day on earth.

“Just do it. Please." I begged, I was desperate and I needed to get my release. “You’ll get punished for this Valentina.” He held me in a way that I could not turn to face him, his voice was dark. "Then just punish me now, I don't mind and I won't regret it tomorrow.” I pleaded but I only heard him sigh. "I didn't want to do this.” He said in a low voice and my imagination bloomed… *** Valentina is betrayed by her husband and her best friend, she finds out their dirty plan and how oblivious she had been for the past three years of her life. Her life is ruined, she is completely destroyed and left with no other option, she seeks solace from the forbidden source, the deadly Mafia Lord. She would do anything to make them have a taste of their medicine.

Love is something that hurts. He has always deceived me out of a grudge I don't understand. [we're getting divorced] "I will never divorce you." a voice full of pressure refused my request. Am I really never going to get out of this messed-up relationship?

“Look at me”, His voice was feral. I didn’t do it immediately but I regretted it later. He angrily grabbed my face, smearing the blood of the man he had killed all over my cheeks. The smell of blood reached up-to my nostrils and a sickening feeling rose in my chest. I turned, meeting with his glare as the blood from his hand smeared around my jaw. My stomach went tight in knots. I stood still, fear running through my blood. THE ALPHA’S OMEGA MATE “Reject you? That’s an easy escape, don’t you think?” his voice was as cold as his eyes, as his heart. “The moon goddess gave me you and I’ll simply pay her for her kindness.” His tone was laced with venom, hatred and disgust. “If she thinks that I can ever accept an Omega as my mate, she’s damned wrong.”

..Saw my hubby, but I was in another woman's body, and this time he wasn't my husband, his uncle was. ~ A voice suddenly cut through the silence. “Oh my goodness, you're finally awake Mrs. Blackwood!” Mrs Blackwood? That was.. I tried to speak, but my voice was a mere whisper. The nurse, a kind faced woman with a warm smile, helped me sit up and handed me a glass of water. As I sipped, fragments of memories began to resurface. A car crash.. screams? and Kenneth's face? But why couldn't I put two and two together? "Can you help me to the toilet?" I asked the nurse, my voice still weak. The nurse nodded and assisted me out of bed and my legs trembled beneath me as I walked, unaccustomed to bearing my weight after such a long time of bederiding Once in the bathroom, I stared at the mirror, expecting to see my own reflection but the face staring back at me was unfamiliar, younger and prettier. A jolt of fear immediately coursed through me. Who was this person? "Mrs. Victoria Blackwood?” I heard the nurse call out from behind and it dawned on me.. that name belonged to Alexander Blackwood's wife, my husband's uncle! A wave of panic washed over me. What was happening? Why was I in this body? I stumbled backward, the nurse catching me by my waist. "Steady Mrs. Blackwood. You're still recovering." But I wasn't recovering. I was lost. Trapped in a stranger's life.