Where We Are One Direction

I had been dead for days and my alpha mate Karl didn't know it, cause he never went back to our den. Until his gamma was astonished to read a front-page news article about the mysterious rogue wolf attacks. "Karl, there's been a rogue wolf in our pack." Karl didn't lift his head. Stuff like this happened all the time in the pack. His gamma put the newspaper in front of Karl. "The deceased... is Luna Julie." Karl was reviewing documents and his pen suddenly fell to the ground.

After the Midnight Ceremony, Elizabeth had to run. There was no other choice. After her father was killed by her step-brother and her mother imprisoned, the daughter of the Alpha of the Crescent Moon pack had to escape. And she did, but with a price. With no memory and no access to her wolf, she’s picked up by the Lunar Legacy pack. The one that noticed her? Alexander, the second son of the pack’s Alpha, handsome with girls falling for him left and right. With her own pack still out to get her and jealous girls out to get her left and right, Elizabeth feels alone. But not with Alexander. Betrayal and romance are around every corner, and who knows what other secrets this forest hides...

Love doesn't work the way people thought! Melissa Harts happen to be a victim of a confused and frustrating love triangle. As a young adult, she had to struggle over the urge of pretending to love a playboy,billionaire and the favorite legitimate son of his father. Loving Williams Hughes eventually turns out to be her worst punishment. Been caught in the painful web of love, should she pardon love or despise love?

From Honest Trailers: Follow the girl with Stockholm Syndrome, Marina, the idiot who has a mate, but ends up falling in love with her captor instead. Because bad boys are sexy. 7/5 Would write again.

Harus kah pernikahan ini berakhir? Mencintainya sejak dulu tak mengubah perasaannya. Berada di sampingnya tak berarti apa pun. Harus kah diakhiri cinta pertama ini yang tidak mungkin menjadi cinta terakhir?

"I need to see Mr. Winchester! Please! My father--my father is dying I need..." "The world knows you are his mistress but Mr. Winchester does not entertain mistresses when he's working. Have some dignity and leave." ┌ Olivia Cabello has been the mistress to Ryat Winchester for two years. For two years she fools herself that the billionaire who's stone cold demeanor is well known by the press will one day love her and treat her more than just a plaything. She gets the shock of her life when Ryat gets engaged to a billionaire heiress and she is declared the other woman. A loose woman, they call her. A woman with no morals, they say. When the two red parallel lines on the pregnancy stick slap her with the bitter truth; it's time for Olivia to choose herself first. Except Ryat Winchester isn't letting go anytime soon. Not in this lifetime at least.

“S..top! I don’t want anything to do with you.” She stuttered out in a fluster once he backed her into the wall. “Oh! Is that so, little Nymph!” The nickname sent shivers down her spine as it brought back emotions she so desperately wanted to forget. She bit her lips to regain her clarity and then sent a kick towards his crotch. He had expected it though so he caught her leg with a smirk and then his hand began to climb up her thighs. She gasped clearly not expecting that. “ You might not want anything to do with me but your body does. And it is so truthful in showing it.” He sniffed at the air “ I can smell how wet you are for me.” Almyra found herself married to Xavier after a one night stand gone wrong. She decided to give her all into the marriage as she grew to love him but it clearly wasn’t enough as he was never present physically nor emotionally. She finally got fed up so she gave him what she thought he wanted. Divorce papers. So, can someone explain to her why her supposed to be emotionally detached husband is suddenly clinging onto her and not letting go. He is suddenly a romantic and a tease that makes her heart beat erratically. Mr Farrell, please stop! We are divorced.

Her breathing was ragged, her legs pumping as fast as they could, as she dashed through the dense trees. just a little further. Stopping at the shoreline, Margot rested her palms on her knees, panting. She hated running. But she hated the name calling more. Fatty, sasquatch, troll, she'd heard them all. Margot endured teasing for her looks, by her mother, sister l, and her peers. She never believed herself to be beautiful, or deserving of much at all... but maybe, just maybe she was somehow worthy of a mate... just maybe. Gavin spent his entire life training for his future as the Alpha of the Black River pack. He was ready and prepared for anything, that is, until he met her....

Hindi mapigilan ni Xiomara "Xia" Pineda ang mapapikit sa tuwing naamoy niya ang nakakaakit na pabango ng lalaking ito na gising na gising yata noong magtapon ng magagandang pisikal na katangian ang diyos. Si Liam Blake Bieschel. Kulang na lang ay ibigay na niya ang buong kaluluwa niya rito. Isang hindi mapaliwanag na elektrisidad ang palaging dumadaloy sa kanyang kaibuturan sa tuwing ito ay malapit sa kanya. Kung siya ang tatanungin, isang pitik na lang ay talagang bibigay na siya kay Liam. Pero, hindi iyon maari. Si Liam at siya ay hindi maaring magkaroon ng relasyon na higit pa sa role niya na hanggang pangkama lang. Wala iyon sa kasunduan ng pagiging isang babymaker.

After an unexpected miscarriage, I left my ward in search of Victor. I saw him inside the doctor’s office. Just as I was about to knock on the door, I overheard their conversation. “Give my wife a hysterectomy. I don’t need her to bear me any children.” Victor Gayes pulled the woman beside him to face the doctor, his hand rubbing her belly. “The baby inside her belly will be my only child. You must protect it no matter what.” I knew the woman very well. She was Victor’s secretary of three years, Rachel Aniston. Victor reminded the doctor again and again, sternly and anxiously. “You have to give her the best medicine. I won’t allow anything to go wrong with this baby!” I pulled my hand back, all my blood running cold. To think Victor would do something so heartless to me, just after I lost our baby. To think my faith in him would become a dagger, stabbed straight into my heart. If love had another face, it would probably be letting these feelings go with a smile.