Wake

Mia was hated by her father just because she was an illegitimately born. She gets raped by a stranger on a night she went to part with her sister, Sia. Months later she realizes she was pregnant, this makes her dad hates her even more to the point she plans suicide. Her mom becomes her strength at this point, encouraging her to love her unborn child and to look on to the future which she does, finding joy in caring for herself and her unborn child who she loved with all her life. On her delivery day she pushed with all her might and fell unconscious only to wake up to be told her baby died on birth. Her life ended all over again. Five years later, she was being forced by her dad to be a slave to the dangerous Mafia boss in the country, feared by many. To save her father's company and finally get his love, she gladly took it. Sparks fly when she sets her eyes on the Mafia Boss and his cute little son. What happens when she sees resemblance to herself in the son? Take a dive into the story of Mia Linth

“Marry me.” “You don’t even know my name.” “I will as soon as you agree to marry me.” * * * Hana Kent has lived all her life with one rule continuously enforced by her father. Don’t fall in love. If she forgets, Baba is there to remind her. She must and cannot fall in love with another person because she’s betrothed. And as soon as she turns twenty-five, she will leave for her husband’s house. One rainy evening leads her into the arms of a stranger, who not only protects her from the rain, but the men following her. It was supposed to be an innocent kiss to get her out of an impossible situation. But once her lips connect with that of the handsome Calvin McKenna, she realises she’s a lost cause. Calvin knows better than to kiss strangers. But when the pretty damsel in distress rushes up to kiss him, begging him to play along, he’s more than happy to do so. After the kiss, he takes her to his hotel to clean up. He expects gratitude, maybe even her name, but what he doesn’t expect is to wake up to an empty bed the following day.

“Raise your head and look at me. Accept my offer—sell yourself to me. You’ll be my puppet, my toy, my obsession. In return, I’ll wipe out the debt your foolish boyfriend owes me. But if you refuse... you’ll face the consequences.” His voice was cold and blunt, his grip tightening around my jaw as he stared deep into my eyes, sending a chilling shiver of fear down my spine. ***** He was her pain, A monster ready to devour her. She was the prey he played with, the obsession he refused to release. She was his beauty. He was her beast. An addiction so fierce he could tear the world apart just to have her. In the blink of an eye, Clara’s life crumbled. Betrayed by the one she loved, left behind by a boyfriend who took a loan from a mafia boss and vanished. Now, she was the payment. Alone, abandoned, and with no family to rescue her, Clara was caged—trapped under the control of a ruthless man who demanded total submission. Every command, every look, every touch was a reminder of her nightmare. She prayed to wake up. But it wasn’t a dream. It was her reality.

“WAKE UP, DANIELA!” The death warning, yet rather a call that Daniela dreamed about after walking up in the series of chances, greed, sacrifices, and the seven deadly sins, and from an inevitable chance to turn back into time and run into the loop of space and dimension. To her life that was surrounded with lies, blessed fate, but curse destiny she is entwined to save the person who is long dead from the present that she never had in the first place. Now being stunned by the life she never dreams of having, she runs toward the series of miseries behind the hidden books of the reincarnated blood she bares. “Death reincarnated, that is your world and your book.” To the chances that were led by greed, longing or hope, will the past that alters by the son of darkness, will long be able to vanish? What if what everyone knew was a lie, and the lie that they are trying to run away from is the truth they are seeking after all? Will the world they are walking that is filled with the unknown they only knew will lead them to the truth of who is the clone from the original? Can she solve the puzzle of the first book in her world that revolves in the mystery of a tarot deck? From the series of reincarnation and dimension can she solve the real mystery of ‘Who is the real dead one?’

"Shh.. Do you want him to wake up?" he asked, chuckling. I moaned again as his hand slipped inside my jeans. "Then stop your hands," I whispered. "Never," he whispered in my ear. ------ Amy Castello, a 25-year-old recently fired from her teaching position, is seeking a suitable job to help support her hospitalized mother. When she accepts a position as a live-in nanny and tutor for a 5-year-old boy, her life is flipped upside down by the single father and son duo. Ryan Crowford, 30, hires a nanny/tutor for his child, Liam, who is becoming more difficult by the day. Ryan gives up on love after his ex-wife abandons him and his son for someone richer. He doesn't know how to handle a child and needs help, and when he employs a sinfully innocent nanny, his thoughts are not so innocent anymore. What will happen when their love for each other burns brighter than the sun? Will Ryan be able to take Amy's advice on parenting his child, or will he turn this into an ego battle? Discover what happens when the worlds of two people collide in this lovely and steamy romance.

After Nathan Seville stands me up for the seventh time we're supposed to register our marriage, I finally cut all ties with him—completely and on my own terms. If he shows up at a gathering, I don't go. If he's invited to perform at the college anniversary, I leave early. The moment my company decides to work with him, I resign on the spot. Even on Christmas Eve, when he shows up at my house with gifts, I make up an excuse about needing to visit someone. Calls? Blocked. Socials? Deleted. My strategy is simple—cut it all off. I don't reach out, and he has no way of finding me. For the first 30 years of my life, I spent most of it loving him with everything I had. I cared for him, supported him, and waited for him. But after being left hanging for the seventh time at the City Hall, I finally wake up. I don't want to live like this anymore. Even if I end up alone, it's still better than spending night after night waiting in an empty house that never feels like home!

"Ellis," I said, following his gaze. He was staring at the woman behind me. "Mate," he whispered. My knees weakened at his words, and I took a step back. "Ellis, baby," I managed to regain my composure and approached him to get his attention. "Mate," he repeated, ignoring me as he focused on Charlotte. I could barely breathe, so I stepped aside. Ellis moved closer to her and gently cupped Charlotte's crying face in his trembling hands. "Hello, mate," he said. No, no, no. I silently begged the moon goddess to wake me from this nightmare... *** Love Chasia is heartbroken when her boyfriend of ten years finds his mate in Charlotte and chooses her, forgetting the promise he made to stay by Chasia's side forever. Her best and only option is to leave and never see him again, but what happens when she discovers she's pregnant? Five years later, they meet unexpectedly—he is now her new boss. The passion, love, and lingering feelings they thought were buried come rushing back, especially now that she works at his company. Follow me on Instagram

At our wedding, my husband, Justin Garner, pushes me—three months pregnant—toward our enemies as an apology in order to save his foster sister, Clara Garner. "This is my sincerity. You can do whatever you want with her." I don't cry or make a scene. I quietly follow the enemies away. That's because in my previous life, I had traded all my wealth for freedom and returned to Justin's side. In the end, I was forced to drink drugs and lost my unborn baby, suffering for three days and nights. "Justin, those 'enemies' were people you hired to act, and Maxine didn't even lose her innocence. Why did you have to get rid of the baby?" Clara asks. Justin coldly laughs. "If you're acting, you have to make it look real." I died full of hatred. When I wake up again, I choose to let those people take me away. Three years later, when I arrive at a banquet on the arms of my new lover, Justin goes mad, grabbing me and demanding, "Maxine Preston, where is our child?"

My mind, my soul, my heart are all stone. Tears, pain and sorrow all dwell in me, inside one body. I'm numb, I'm brusied I'm a broken part. Fifteen years ago, I lost every reason to live. Fifteen years ago the bone crushing hands of the universe fell on my two shoulder. I lost everything!!! Dove...Dove Rivera, I was once a happy, child with my baby brother Kevin by my side. I knew all the happiness in the world. My dad, a prominent and honest politician and my mom a renowned lawyer. A family of four living the best life. But..it all came to a standstill in just one night...one cool night. "Dove!!!" Mom screamed. "Dove wake up" "My dear, the house is on fire" "Run!!!" Mom screamed tearily. Those were the only words , I remembered and she was the only and last person I saw that night. I managed to escape but they didn't. Even as a child...I knew that it was no ordinary fire, it was an attack. And all my nights, days, minutes, hours all I think of is revenge. It whisper in my head every minute "Revenge! Revenge!! Revenge!!!"

Julian got exactly what he wanted, and it destroyed him. He spent weeks convincing himself that Elian’s pregnancy was a betrayal, a lie to cover up the shame of his kidnapping. He used Valentina to twist the knife, choosing her "purity" over the man who had actually bled for him twice: once in the dirt at sixteen, and again on a freezing floor at eight months pregnant. When Julian finally opened that door, the sight of the frozen blood broke the delusion. Seeing Elian’s limp body wasn’t the victory he imagined; it was a mirror reflecting a monster. Now, the DNA results sit on the bedside table a stack of papers proving the "impossible" truth. The baby in the plastic bassinet has Julian’s eyes, but he has Elian’s fragile spirit. Julian sits in the dark, listening to the rhythmic hiss of the ventilator keeping his husband alive. He holds the child he spent months disowning, feeling the weight of a life he almost extinguished. He’s the King of the underworld, yet he’s powerless to wake the only person who ever truly loved him. He has his heir, but his husband is trapped in a coma, and the silence in the room is the loudest scream Julian has ever heard.