What Season Does Stiles Become Void

After years as inseparable friends, Sage and Kaiden have always known they could count on each other until hidden feelings start to bubble up. Kaiden, a beta, has secretly loved Sage, who is also a beta, since their school days. But with Sage eyeing someone new, Kaiden offers to help his friend pursue this new love interest. However, Kaiden’s “help” might not be as innocent as it seems, as it brings them closer than ever and unveils a possessive streak in Kaiden that neither expected.

Bella Adams has a huge crush on her step brother Aiden Fauler, who rose to fame as his company became a success in just a few years. But Aiden never showed much interest in Bella. Misunderstandings pushed Bella into the arms of a very Man, who looked a little like Aiden, but their similarities ended there. He was Kai Deluca, the most powerful Mafia Pakhan ever. He is cold, ruthless, and lack empathy. When Bella claimed that she likes him one drunken night, he was intrigued. He took her innocence, and she offered it gladly. Will she find out that the man she is sleeping with is a mafia man? .... Bella was stunned to see Aiden in the arms of his secretary one afternoon when she went to visit him. "Aiden, Ms.Adams is interested in you. Wouldn't she feel bad if she sees us this way" the sultry voice of the secretary rang loudly and pierced Bella's heart like daggers. "I don't like her at all. She is a girl and I like beautiful women like you" with that, the room filled with their kisses. Bella ran away from there with a broken heart. ........ "Aiden, I didn't push her" Bella insisted. "Enough " but Aiden refused to listen that Bella is innocent and she didn't push Grace. .... "Do you know who i am?" Kai demanded a very drunk Bella who jumped into his arms mistaking him for Aiden. "You are the man i like" Bella confessed loudly, infront of everyone. Kai's grip on her tightened. "Then don't regret this" he muttered before carried her away before claiming her as his own.

The day two students got into a dispute, I ran into Morris Freeman, my ex from ten years ago. The boy who had been fighting wiped his tears and called him "Dad". Morris froze when he saw me, then finally remembered what was going on and apologized. "Ms. Langstaff, I'm sorry for causing you trouble." I handled the compensation by the book and wrapped everything up. When it was over, he lagged behind, clearly wanting to say something. "Back then, I remember you didn't want to be a teacher." I gave a faint smile and walked him to the office door. "People change. So do their ideas." Just like my feelings for him. That chapter had been closed a long time ago.

After the plane crash, my body was never recovered. My soul drifted back to the home I hadn't stepped foot in for five years. They didn't know I was dead. They were still waiting for me to come home for Christmas. When my mom got the call from the airline, she froze for a long time, completely at a loss, before breaking down in tears. I followed them as they went to the memorial crash site. That was when I noticed something strange—I could see their levels of regret hovering above their heads. My brother's regret level read: 40%. My father's showed: 60%. Even my sister-in-law had 30% over her head. But my mother's regret level? It flashed a cold, unchanging 0%.

Si Elisia Flores ay bagong graduate lamang sa kursong Liberal arts. Sa kabila ng pagiging maliit nito ay hindi maitatanggi ang katigasan ng ulo nito. Upang maipagamot ang kapatid na may cancer ay pumirma si Elisia sa isang kasunduang pagpapakasal sa isang misteryosong presidente ng isang kilalang kumpaniya kapalit ng isang milyon. Si Nathan Lucero— ang president ng Lucero's group ang nakahanap kay Elisia bilang marriage partner. Ito ang naisip niyang solusyon upang hindi na siya kulitin ng kanyang pamilya. Bilang parehong may pangangailangan sa isa't isa ay hindi sila nag-atubiling magpakasal. Ngunit hindi inaasahan ni Nathan na makukuha ni Elisia ang loob niya. “Mr. Lucero, alam kong darating ang araw na matatapos din ang kontrata na ito. Pag dumating iyon ay aalis ako. I know that the position of the president’s wife belongs to your first love.” “Sino ang nagsabing hahayaan kitang umalis?”

My first day back home and my husband's secretary was already flexing her muscles, trying to grab my antique right out of my hands. Before I could get a word out, she smacked me across the face. Twice. She sneered at me with a look that could freeze fire. "This piece caught my eye, and I'm being nice to you. Better apologize and thank me, pronto!" I moved to confront her, but before I knew it, her bodyguard had me pinned to the ground. She looked down at me like I was nothing. "Trying to challenge me? I'm Mrs. Collins of the Collins family here in Riverton City. You're nothing! One word from my husband and you're out of here!" Passersby started chiming in: "Aren't you going to bow down and beg? She's the apple of Mr. Collins' eye." "Play your cards right, and maybe you'll still be scrubbing toilets in Riverton City." I was ready to set things straight when her title hit me like a ton of bricks. The Collins family of Riverton City? When did Eric get another wife? I dialed Eric's number and laughed calmly. "Eric, since when did you secretly marry someone behind my back?"

My best friend's brother and I have been dating for half a year, and she has no clue. My best friend drags me out on Christmas for a singles' night out. Unexpectedly, we see her brother, Chris Lambert, holding hands and kissing a girl under the fireworks. "Damn, Chris finally got the school belle!" She looks thrilled and pulls me forward to say hi. Chris awkwardly rubs his nose and introduces me to his girlfriend, "This is my sister, and the one beside her is… sort of like my sister too." I smile silently. We have held hands and kissed, yet now, I am just sort of like his sister.

Read and ENJOY! Would you rather forgive or take revenge? It all started with a game of truth or dare at the island resort where Albania and her friends were playing. Bravely Albania accepted the dare that her friend asked her to do. To seduce and disturb the handsome man who is talking to a VIP table. Unexpectedly, the man they tripped over was a dangerous mafia boss, and that's when Albania's life suddenly changed and became a sex slave of Vladimir who has ruined her whole life.

Five years ago, Suri ruptured her uterus pushing Bruce out of the path of a car. The injury left her unable to have kids. But Bruce didn't care—he still pushed for the wedding. After they got married, he poured nearly everything into her. Or so she thought. Then came the scandal. One of his business rivals leaked it, and just like that, the truth exploded online—Bruce had another woman. She was already over three months pregnant. That night, he dropped to his knees. "Suri, please. I'll fix it. I won't let her keep the baby..." And Suri? She forgave him. But on their fifth anniversary, she rushed to the hotel Bruce had reserved—only to find something else entirely. In the next room, Bruce sat beaming, surrounded by friends and family, celebrating that mistress's birthday. The smile on his face—pure joy. A smile she'd never once seen from him. That was the moment she knew. It was over. Time to go.

When Alexander Smith stands in front of me and says he's going to marry someone else, that's when I realize he's been reborn too. I remember our 20 years of love in our past life. A plane crash. And then, rebirth. "This is to save Sophia," he says. "In our past life, she was sold to a Vostmark oligarch after her father's political scandal. Not long after, she took her own life due to abuse. I can't let that tragedy happen again, so I need to get engaged to her." As he speaks, he hands me an orange prescription bottle. "If you take this, you'll forget me for a little while. You won't feel the pain. It's just seven days. Once her father's scandal blows over, you'll stop the medication and your memory will return. Then I'll end the engagement and officially propose to you." I stare at the bottle, knowing it's a lie. Not the part about Sophia's suicide. The lie is about the drug. He thinks it only causes temporary memory loss. But I know better. The suppressant causes permanent damage to emotional memory. The seven-day countdown isn't the time it takes for my memories to return. It's the time it takes for my love for him to die.