Vol 5 Novels & Stories

“I’m fine. You threw yourself in front of a bullet, you absolute idiot, I’m fine—” “Good.” His eyes were already sliding shut again, the word coming out slower, softer, like something dragged up from underwater. “Good. That's it. Good.” “Stay awake.” Renata’s hand cracked, sharp, against his uninjured cheek, an old trick, a mother’s trick, and it worked, his eyes flew back open, furious and alive. “You do not get to close your eyes yet. Not until the ambulance is here. Do you understand me, Kai Cassano, I did not survive nineteen years of this family to bury you in your father’s study.”

Kira Quezada faked her own death to escape a family legacy that wanted to sell her off like a signature on a contract. Three years later, disguised as a cleaner, she's finally safe, until her new boss looks at her twice and realizes exactly who she is. Luciano Rodriguez doesn't expose her. He makes her an offer instead: marry him, save his dying grandmother's peace of mind, and help him bait the uncle circling his empire like a wolf. It's supposed to be a contract. Nothing more. But the man she was promised to as a girl and the man hunting Luciano's throne are the same person, and he's not done with either of them. As old secrets surface and new ones are made in the dark, Kira has to decide

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“It is time Samnom. You must destroy this room and all in it.” Samnom continued fighting wondering how he could possibly destroy the room. He began to back away from the fighting as his eyes scanned the room for ways to destroy it. Then he saw them. There were pillars at the front and rear entrances of the hall as well as the side entrance. Samnom made his way to the front entrance staying out of sight as more men entered the room. He stood behind a pillar so he was well hidden. Then he tried pushing. Nothing. The pillar was solid. He pushed again. The pillar did not move. Samnom closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He envisioned pushing the pillar over and then, as he exerted all his mig

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—Tracy. Beneath the caption was a video link. His hands trembled as he clicked it open. The screen filled with the image of me, painting. It was a step-by-step chronicle, from the initial pencil sketch to the meticulous finishing touches. Each stroke carried the weight of dedication and love. The version of me in the video smiled softly as I spoke to the camera. "This is my fifth-anniversary gift for my husband. Dennis Malcolm, thank you for staying by my side."

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In less than ten seconds, five thousand lipsticks were sold out. The streamer smiled and said, "Thank you all for your trust and support. To show our appreciation for your love of this lipstick, I'm going to release another five thousand. This time, be ready with your fast fingers. When I count to three, you can start grabbing them. Don't miss this chance, everyone. Make sure to seize theopportunity..." "One, two, three, link up..." And just like that, the five thousand lipsticks were gone in seconds. Katrina curiously clicked in to check and sure enough, the product was sold out.

I looked up. The priest stared at me for one sad second, before he cleared his throat and began the vows. “Do you accept Dimitri Volkov, as your lawful husband..” My nails dug into my palms, as I clenched my fist. No please, I wouldn't. I will never! “To have and to hold..” My throat constricted. “from this day forward, for better or for worse,” I reached out one hand to steady my pounding heart. “for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish until death do you part?”