Waited Past Tense

Vivian Cunningham's marriage to her childhood friend Nathan Sadoc was expected to be blissful. Nathan had been her first crush, the handsome and charming stud that every girl desired. However, there was a problem: Nathan never liked her, nor did he want her as his wife. He was in love with a girl, Annika Summers, who had disappeared a year ago, a Cinderella who had run away when the midnight bell rang. He had kept her glass slipper and waited for her return with unwavering love. The only reason he had married Vivian was that he wanted to punish her. He wanted to trap her in this loveless marriage for what she had done to Annika. Or at least, that's what Vivian believed. She thought she would suffer in this marriage and eventually die alone, filled with grievance. However, as the days passed, something began to change between them. She was baffled by his growing possessiveness and desire for her. Everything improved until Annika returned.

After Calvin’s older brother passed away, he devoted himself to taking care of his brother’s wife and daughter. He justified it by saying that ‘family should look out for each other.’ To others, the three of them looked just like a close, happy family. When my mother was on her deathbed, he was busy comforting his sister-in-law, who had been brought to tears by her own son. I knelt on the floor, crying and begging him, “My mom is dying. Please, just visit her one last time, I am begging you!” However, Calvin’s voice was ice-cold as he snapped back, “Tell your mom to die later! I am busy!” I waited for two whole hours, and in the end, my mother never got to see her son-in-law one last time. Broken and exhausted, I finally asked for a divorce. “Why don’t the three of you just stay together and enjoy your happy little family.”

Unwanted meaning:- Undesired, unwished. That's what she was in his life, she waited for a decade for his return only to be declared as a forced unwanted woman. He discarded her, rejected her, broke her to her ending limit that she finally accepted that he was no longer the man she gave her heart to. But what will happen when her innocence started playing with his reluctant heart? Even the slightest thought of her hand being placed in another man's burned his insides in jealousy. But why? Wasn't he the one who wanted this fate? A bitter rejection leaded to a slight attraction turning into a vicious obsession. Will she be able to handle his possessive madness when she already gave up on him? Will he stop putting his claim on her when this time it was her who rejected him? The answer was no. His obsession was beyond the limit, control and ethics. Unwanted Her. A heartbreaking tale of an innocent soul. A tale of her unwanted love and his unwanted obsession.

Anessa Lourne thought she was a wife. She was wrong. For three years, she waited faithfully at home—unaware that her husband had never claimed her publicly, never loved her privately, and had been using her as a living shield for another woman. The night she uncovers the truth, Anessa loses everything. Her marriage. Her child. Her freedom. Betrayed by the man she loved and manipulated by the woman she called mother, Anessa is forced into a second marriage she never agreed to. Her new husband? Darius Kade Steele. Her ex-husband’s uncle. A man feared by everyone—and desired by none. Cold. Powerful. Untouchable. What Anessa doesn’t know is that Darius has been protecting her for years… From the shadows. From monsters who wanted to ruin her. From a marriage that was never real. The man she thought destroyed her life is not the one who betrayed her. And the man who saved her has loved her longer than she ever knew.

She came back to New York to sign a few papers and disappear again. Instead, Elara Monroe walked straight into the war her mother started twenty-four years ago. Cassian Vale has been watching her for months, the last living heir to the woman who burned his family’s empire to ash. Revenge was supposed to be simple until he touched her and realized the fire in her blood felt like home. Now she’s caught between two brothers who should hate her: Cassian, the ruthless billionaire who wants her heart even more than he once wanted her ruin, and Adrian, the ex who left her once and will spend the rest of his life trying to earn her back. But the real danger isn’t the men who love her. It’s the uncle who once decided her mother belonged to him and who has waited decades to claim the daughter Victoria died protecting. Some legacies are written in money and power. This one is written in blood, secrets, and the kind of love that survives everything even the truth.

As the sunsets over Grey Moon, the atmosphere changes from happy and carefree to chilling and dreadful. There is a party going on to celebrate the birth of Alpha Jermey’s daughter. Most packs consider a girl as firstborn a disgrace but here it does not matter. The pack members had waited patiently for the birth of their next leader, whether it be a boy or a girl, they knew either way the baby would be strong because the Alpha was a Kolana wolf and their Luna was a Mattra wolf, they were wolves of legends as they were the last of their kind. These wolves were once feared around the world and known for their strength and quickness. They were white as snow and as big as a tractor. They also had special abilities that helped them in battle and running a pack. As most know, the Kolana wolves and the Mattra wolves were created by the moon goddess herself. No one knew exactly why they were created but after the last war with the Lycans, they had been decimated to the brink of extinction. The remaining wolves had gone into hiding and only their packs knew of their existence. The Alpha and Luna of Grey Moon had been thrown together in a union to preserve their species by their parents before they passed away.

“I, Ryker Voss, future Alpha of Silver Ridge, reject you, Elara Vance, as my mate. My pack needs a Queen, not a biological defect. I choose your sister.” Elara was the true-born daughter of the Alpha, but in the eyes of her parents, she was a mistake. They replaced her with Kaelith, an adopted Alpha-born prodigy, turning Elara into a servant in her own home. She waited for her mating bond to save her, only for her fated mate to choose her sister’s power over their soul-bond. Left for dead in the treacherous Dead Lands, Elara is found by the Shadow Vanguard. Under the brutal mentorship of Alpha Varick, she realizes she isn't a weak Omega, she is a "Wraith," a rare wolf who thrives in the dark. When her old pack faces a threat that even Kaelith’s strength can’t stop, they beg the Vanguard for help. They find Elara. She’s no longer the girl who cried in the kitchens. She is the Vanguard’s deadliest weapon, she is Alpha Varick’s equal, and she is coming to reclaim the crown they told her she was too weak to wear.

“I know him Shera, I saw him in my dreams!” After all the years she had been dreaming of that man, she finally saw that he was a real person—not just her subconscious imaginative phases. “The man in my dreams is real”. Andrea waited for four long years to prove that her future man was real but he was different from what she was thinking. The way she saw it made her feel that they have different worlds, to begin with. Andrea is a simple college girl, living in the countryside, claiming her man to be someone in her dreams. Is it possible for your dreams to come true? A question that no one can answer. Can you love a person in your dreams? An unusual question for Andrea but only she knows the answer. Looking at the man on the other side of the road made her feel something unusual—something special. Constantine Dimiscus was the man on the other side of the road, heir of Dimiscus family, a very serious person who doesn’t believe in love, faith, and destiny. Can life make him believe that destiny is real?

Everyone knew I, Isabella Marino, was Vince Moretti's greatest weakness—the one thing the mafia boss would never tolerate being touched. Years ago, when I was kidnapped, Vince disarmed himself at gunpoint, risking death to get me back, even paying his entire fortune for my ransom. To keep me from harm, he walked a razor's edge, navigating danger at every turn. After I got pregnant, he waited on me hand and foot, barely letting my feet touch the ground. There were rumors that he kept a pampered mistress outside—some woman he spoiled rotten. I never believed them. But then she flaunted herself in front of me. To beg for my forgiveness, Vince cut off his own finger. The next day, that woman slapped her pregnancy test results in my face, sneering, "Vince wanted a baby with me so badly, he just couldn't help himself!" I was already frail. The shock and rage sent me into a miscarriage.

"You belong to me!" he said in his deep, husky voice, sending shivers down my spine. "And you are mine to love, princess!" His tone was full of possessiveness. "Let me go-" I started to protest, but he silenced me by pressing his index finger to my lips. "Shh, be quiet!" he whispered softly against my lips. I looked into his eyes, which were filled with desire and longing. "It's just you and me tonight, and I want to make it special for us," his strong voice sent chills down my spine. My heart raced as I felt his fingers at the edge of my dress, ready to tear it away. *"I'm about to do the most sinful things with you now, Jaan!"* His voice echoed in my ears. "I've waited long enough!" His voice grew deeper with desire. "No, please-"before I finish my sentence, he interrupted me as air rushed around my body. He ripped my dress in two pieces.