Wise Words Scholarship

On the eve of giving birth, my world turned into a nightmare. My husband’s sworn enemy broke into our home, seeking revenge. I was brutally cut open and my baby was ripped from me. Yet, I made the chilling choice not to call my husband for help. In my previous life, desperate and terrified, I begged him to return home. He abandoned a Valentine’s dinner with a scholarship student to rush back. That night, the student was preyed upon in a bar, leading to her tragic suicide. My husband’s wrath was unrelenting. Blaming me for her death, he locked me in a kennel, leaving me to be savaged to death. “This is the pain Wynne endured because of you. Now it’s your turn to suffer!” Given a second chance, I resolved to make a different choice. This time, I let him stay for his romantic Valentine’s evening with her. But when I returned home, he had spiraled into madness.

At the peak of my career, my husband slapped me in public.  With a look of disgust, he said, “Tess, you’re pathetic. You made Grace fail the class because you’re jealous. Don’t you know she’s applying for a scholarship?” Caught off guard, I stumbled and fell to the ground, clutching my stomach as pain surged through me. I knelt there, begging him to take me to the hospital.  However, all he did was swat my hand away and sneer. “Quit the act! Aren’t you just a useless woman who can’t get pregnant?” At that moment, my heart felt like it had shattered into a million pieces. It wasn’t long before bystanders intervened, insisting on taking me to the hospital. Unfortunately, it was too late to save the baby. Once the surgery was over and the reality of what had happened sank in, I turned to him and demanded a divorce.

At the age of 29, Arther still has not found his mate. Even when he was 25 years old, Arther didn't feel anything special when he invited the entire werewolf pack. That was why, Arther felt sure, that he didn't have a mate. And Arther decided to spend more of his time living in the human world, and to expand his business even more. But when the full moon appeared, and Arther was in phase shifting with his wolf, Arlo, he saw a bright-eyed girl looking fearfully at him. For Kylie the life she is currently living is good enough for her. Living with her stepmother, and two half-siblings at home, makes Kylie work hard not to get into any trouble. Especially with Kylie's status as a scholarship student on campus, it makes it easier for Kylie to get bullied. But when Kylie accidentally saw a man turn into a huge wolf that night, Kylie was sure that her life would never be the same again.

I have a proposal.” Nicholas softly stroked my skin as he watched me. “I want children. And I want you to help me with that.” He wanted me to give him a child! "In return, I will give you everything you could ever want.” - - - - - Orphaned and with no place to call home, Willow's only chance at happiness was to attend college. When her scholarship fell through, she could only contact Nicholas Rowe, a mysterious and downright sinful billionaire, to give her the money she rightfully deserves. How would she have known that not only would he be willing to fund her education, but he also wanted her to be the mother of his children! This was not part of the plan. But when faced with temptation, Willow could only accept the indecent proposal and fall into the older man's clutches. Will their relationship last? What will happen when the ghosts of Nicholas’ past appear to tear the couple apart? Can they survive the storm?

Preston High was supposed to be my chance at a better life. Instead, I’m the scholarship girl, the outsider everyone whispers about. Every hallway stare reminds me I don’t belong. I’ve spent my life surviving, not feeling. Love? I don’t even know what that means. Then Asher sees me, the quiet boy with kind eyes who makes me feel safe for the first time. But just as I start to breathe again, Adrian crashes in, the arrogant bad boy who rules the halls with his smirk and dares me to feel things I don’t understand. Two hearts. Two risks. One choice. Preston High is testing more than my strength… it’s testing my heart. And when the truth finally forces me to choose, one question remains: will I discover what it means to be loved, or will I lose myself trying?

Moving to another state seemed to be the most logical answer for my problems. My dad got a job as a wildlife tracker and in less than a week we were gone. I'm leaving some things behind, or rather two people. I was conflicted about the relocation, yet I knew that it's what I needed to do. I'll be with my dad until my sister and mom join us later. The past year has been difficult for my sister health wise, so we are hoping for a fresh start. Entering the diner outside Bluehills, I could taste the atmosphere of the place; my senses heightened as I felt on edge. An imposing man approached me right away. He appeared to be the father of five men arguing fiercely over something on someone? One of the guys is screaming: “Mine” and seem to be going insane. Something strange was happening and my dad wasn't telling me anything about it. One quick glance at one of them made my heart race; I felt connected to him, to this town and alive for the first time ever. The nature here was greener and more vibrant, while its inhabitants were large, intense and secretive.

“I, Rhys Blackford, reject you, Felza Blackford, as my chosen mate.” His words felt like sharp blades slicing through my body, and I couldn't seem to stop those knives or the words from penetrating me. “Rhy…Rhys! Don't do this,” I croaked out shamelessly, even after catching him with his destined mate. I know this all seems confusing, but yeah, I caught my mate and husband with his destined mate in our bedroom, and he chose the cowardly way of punishing me for his sins by rejecting me. “We vowed to never hurt each other, Rhys! Even if we meet our destined mates,” I reminded him, standing up straight and looking into his eyes. “It was before meeting her, but now that I know the feeling of a real mate bond, I don't want you anymore,” he threw the words carelessly with indifference. I know the Moon goddess paired mates to have a symphony in packs, but sometimes bonds and destiny didn't stand a chance in front of true love and soulmates. But now I know it's bullshit because the so-called true love and soulmate kicked me to the ground and ruined me.

Rachel had never known what the 'ultimate-freshman-torture'would look like until'the-Norbert-Williams-Karter', Winchester college's bad boy takes interest in her. Unable to face the torment from Allison, Norbert's girlfriend, Rachel flees back to her family home.. leaving behind her reputation that had been seriously marred by Allison as 'STALKER'and'SLURT'. But Rachel soon returns the next semester to complete her scholarship after Allison had disappeared as well. Her disappearance gives a single Norbert the chance to flirt and mingle with Rachel who is still trying to save the little dignity of hers left. But the irresistible Norbert comes up with a mischievous, more like devilish plan where they fake date for a week to clear people's mindset of her, while he in turn gets in her pants. What will happen when Allison gets back? Or when Peter-a transferred student takes immediate and intense interest in Rachel? Or when things fall apart??...

“Be my woman... ...it’s only going to be for a month.” Those were the words Hailey heard. And those words were about to change the direction of her life. After losing her job, she bemoans by getting wasted on drinks that night. Only for her to wake up the next morning in the room of the stranger she had a bit of a time with the night before. The stranger turns out to be the owner of one of the biggest technology companies and he proposes a deal with her to be in a pretense relationship with her. She becomes divided. Should she agree to it or protect her fragile heart? Even if she agrees, is she sure of whom she wants to be with? Especially after the stranger turns out to be a man with a lot of secrets...

“Let him go right now.” Wait a second, did he just call me him? And then it hit again! Over here, I am a HE, not a SHE. Idris, not Irish. Before you roll your eyes and use the F words, this is my story, not yours. They said when life throws you lemons, you make lemonade, but I made a whole juice. Being in this college with not just a different name, but a different sex, is chaos on its own, one I’m fully embarked on. “Desperate times require drastic decisions.” I took those words way too seriously. How I plan to survive this journey is totally up to me. Will I be caught? That’s up to you to find out.