Wanting

It was Christmas Eve. Once again, my parents left me alone at home, chasing triple pay at work. However, after twenty years of the same lonely holiday, I couldn’t take it anymore. I didn’t want to sit in the quiet house by myself again, so I packed up some sandwiches and went to them. What I didn’t expect was to see them stepping out of a luxury car, arms linked with a boy who looked about my age, laughing like they didn’t have a care in the world, heading straight into a five-star hotel. “Mom, Dad, is it okay to leave Suzie all alone at home like that?” My mom waved it off and said, “It’s fine. She’s used to it.” My dad just brushed it off with a chuckle. “She’s nothing like you. You're our real treasure.” Upon hearing that, I turned and walked away. They'd been pretending to be broke all these years, lying to me about working overtime, about scraping by. Well, fine. If they don’t want me, I’m done wanting them, too.

Five years back, Izabela Romano's world fell apart. She caught her rich husband in bed with her best friend while she was in labor! Heartbroken, the former heiress vanished with their daughter, never wanting to see them again. Now, she's back as the tough CEO of Romano Enterprises, stronger than before. But when her five-year-old daughter, Emma, gets really sick, Izabela has to face Michael Sterling, the billionaire who's spent the last five years searching for them. Michael thought he knew why their marriage ended. But when he finds out the truth about that night, he realizes he was a pawn in a dangerous game of company secrets and revenge. Now, with their daughter's life at risk and enemies closing in, can they find their way back to each other? From betrayal comes a love story that spans the globe, changes lives, and proves that some relationships can survive anything. But when the past puts their daughter in danger and criminals target their family, Izabela and Michael must fight for their love and their lives. In a world of big money and deadly secrets, can their second chance at love last? Or will forgiveness be too much to ask?

I'm Sophie Gould, the only daughter of the wealthiest man in Arberton. My mother doesn't like me, though. She treats her niece, Tanya Hall, like her own and allows her to take over my identity. At a banquet where all affluent families are gathered, Tanya takes my seat before I can. Then, she says in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear, "You wouldn't even be here if not for Mom wanting me to show you around so you can expand your horizons, Sophie. "Remember this—you might not be a member of the Gould family, but your actions are linked to us. Don't disgrace us." In the past, I would've stood there with my eyes red, at a loss for what to do. It was too bad I'd been reborn. I smile icily at Tanya and kick her off my throne. "I should've expected this of an impostor. To think an insignificant banquet like this is enough to make you act so obnoxiously! And did you say you're part of the Gould family? You have no idea the sort of trouble you'll be getting yourself into!"

"I want your body Rose..." He said leaning against his office chair.. Her grey orbs widened at his blunt words... " I am not your whore, boss..." She tried to keep her face straight not wanting to show him any kind of emotions... "I know, let's make a deal, you give me what I want and in return I will give you something which you desire the most... Tell me Rose What do you want..." She just stared at his evil smirking face... " I want Freedom..." She replied and his smirking face turned into shocked one... ************************** Damian knight a cold and ruthless mafia boss who wants a strong willed girl for himself, but when he found her, he realised that it's actually next to impossible to have her... What will he do to taste this forbidden fruit, will he be able to have her or will she refuse to become his... How would Damian react when her cold behaviour will stomp on his ego again and again... welcome to the journey of two dark souls...

BLURB Loud cheers and applause rang on the air. Agnes smiled widely and hugged her husband’s arm in joy. It was their wedding day, and she was so happy that she can barely contain it. Perhaps it was the feeling called above the clouds? She looked up, wanting to see the happiness in her husband’s, Leon, eyes. He was also smiling, but what contained his eyes and barely obvious intent hidden behind his smile made Agnes shudder as fear slowly showed its way inside her whole body. Her smile faded. Her husband was smiling. He was smiling with joy, not because he was happy with the wedding- he was smiling like a beast who has their prey on his foot- [CLANG!] Before Agnes knew it, the shouts of happiness were replaced by cries of despair. The claps and applause was replaced by hurtful sounds of slaps. The colorful, bright and joyous venue was replaced by dark, damp and scary room. Agnes just saw her pathetic self on the corner of that room; she was still and was looking at nowhere. She remained motionless, but in her mind, she was trembling in fear and helplessly crying in despair; “Please help me out from here!”

Rosalia Marina was eighteen when her father sold her to clear his debts. By twenty, she was no longer just another girl trapped in a trafficking house, she was chosen. Auctioned into a marriage she never consented to, Rosalia becomes the wife of a powerful mafia patriarch who believes ownership is the same as salvation. In his home, she learns how to survive by silence, patience, and control, even as her body is treated like a debt that must be repaid. A year later, everything changes when his son returns to claim his place as heir. Cold, judgmental, and determined not to become his father, he sees Rosalia as a woman who traded herself for power. What begins as contempt slowly fractures into something far more dangerous, desire neither of them can afford. Torn between guilt, longing, and the quiet mission she has carried since the day she was sold, Rosalia must decide whether survival is enough, or if destroying the system that enslaved her will cost her the only man who ever truly sees her. In a world where loyalty is currency and love is betrayal, wanting the wrong person can be fatal.

SUMMARY (BLURB) I wasn't supposed to be here and mostly not sleeping with a total stranger. But here I was, breathless, falling apart in his arms, lost in the moment. ★★ ★★. ★★. ★★. ★★. ★★. ★★. ★★ After being cheated on by her boyfriend with her friend, a heartbroken Sam agrees to a night out with her best friend who tries to convince her that the best way to get over a man is to get under another. Her friend arranges a hooker for her; she disagrees with this but ends up having a passionate night with a stranger when she mistakes hs room for hers Weeks later she finds out that she is pregnant, not wanting to keep the baby and not knowing the father she decides in abortion. But as fate will have it, they bump into each other and she finds out he isn't a hooker and he wants her to keep the baby. He will take responsibility she disagrees with at first but not being able to go through with the abortion she contacts him. Being forced to live together for the sake of the babies, two guarded hearts slowly collide,turning responsibility into affection and attraction into a sweet love. But they must overcome their feats and prove that sometimes one can find love in unexpectedly situations.

As I'm unable to get a ticket for my return trip after the Thanksgiving holiday, I specifically booked a first-class seat home. Just as I find my seat, I see an unruly child jumping around on it. I patiently smile and say, "Kid, this is my seat. Where is your seat?" He makes a face at me. "It's mine now, old hag!" I grab him by the collar of his shirt, wanting to lift him out of the seat. At that moment, a woman's piercing voice sounds behind me. "What are you doing? Let go of my son!" I release my grip and say as gently as possible, "Please control your child. This is my seat." Suddenly, she raises her voice. "He's just a child! Can't you, as an adult, give way to him? You're young and dressed decently. How can you have no compassion at all?" I'm so angered by this distorted reasoning that I laugh. "If you're so compassionate, why didn't you spend the money to buy your child a first-class seat?"

***This book contains violence, cursing, sexual content, and talk of suicide, enjoy at your discretion.*** I was walking through an unknown foggy forest when I spotted a field of wildflowers. My feet had a mind of their own as they led me to wander through the flowers. I nonchalantly dragged my hands over the flowers. It was a beautiful and serene sight. I deeply inhaled the sweet scent of the flower and gave a little shudder of bliss. I closed my eyes and just absorbed the moment wanting to remember it. Suddenly the sounds of paws hitting the forest floor overwhelmed me. Then the forest was ignited with flames. Everything glowed vibrant oranges and reds as heavy smoke smothered me from above. I threw myself to the ground desperate for any trace of clean air. As I attempted to crawl out of the flowers a new sound harmonized with the thunder paws, screams and howls for help terrorized me. I clawed at the ground desperate to escape the menacing choir. Fire licked my skin and I screamed for help. Sobs escaped my lips as flaming branches fell on me from above. The smell of burning flesh was the only thing that consumed me as everything went dark.

For seven years, I thought Declan was just an ordinary Beta. That was until I secretly traveled a thousand miles to his pack, wanting to surprise him. Only to find other werewolves calling him Alpha. And more importantly, he already had a Luna. The wolves around me started whispering. “Is that the Alpha’s secret lover?” “The nerve of her, showing up here… so shameless.” I wanted to argue, to tell them they had it all wrong. I was his real girlfriend. His Fated Mate. But then, a woman in a gorgeous dress walked over. The wolves bowed their heads respectfully. “Luna.” She was on the phone, her voice a sweet, playful pout. “The blessing ceremony for the heir is about to start, and the Elders are getting antsy… I know you’re busy, but this is our child. You have to be with me.” The man’s voice on the other end was deep and gentle, a voice I knew better than my own. “I know, my Luna.” Just a few nights ago, he had whispered loving words into my ear with that same gentle voice, his body moving powerfully inside mine, holding me so tight. It was my lover, Declan.