You Can't Stop The Tears From Falling Down

I accidentally recover my memories. I can't wait to tell my wife, Krystal Merrill, about the good news. But that's when I overhear her conversation with the doctor. "Ms. Merrill, are you sure you want to transform Mr. Stuart into a merman? That surgery only has a 0.01% survival rate. You've already mixed his family's ashes with his medication and made him swallow everything. Even if you're doing this to protect Theo, there's no need to go this far!" Krystal replies icily, "No way! Randy must become a merman! If not, what will happen to Theo? All Theo did was hit and kill Randy's parents by accident! I'm doing this just in case something happens to Theo! "Besides, once Randy becomes a merman, he will be able to fulfill the perverted clients' desires even more!" I can only tremble uncontrollably as I stand at the doorway. I can't believe that the woman I love the most is actually the culprit behind my parents' tragic death as well as my amnesia and disability. Since this is Krystal's choice, I should let her have her way, then.

My new husband always acted like a child. Before our son turned two, he would grab the boy’s food bowls every single day and refuse to let go. When our son turned four, he had developed an obsession with planting seeds and watering the little garden in our backyard. When our son turned five, I ran into my Christian ex-boyfriend after six years apart at a business event. He looked the same as before and narrowed his eyes at me with cold disdain. “Didn’t we agree never to see each other again after the breakup? “How are you still this pathetic after six years? You chased me all the way here?” In an instant, everyone turned to watch and whispered among themselves, wondering whether I would shamelessly beg him to get back together with me. After all, back then, I had used every trick I had just to win over William. It was how I had managed to get hold of a man who seemed aloof and almost otherworldly. No one knew that every time William slept with me, he would go to church and repent in secret before a photo of his foster sister. He even kicked me out of the Wells family for her sake. He forced me to donate over a quart of blood to his foster sister when I was hospitalized after a miscarriage. From that moment on, my heart was numb. I returned to my hometown and married my devoted husband. I never expected that six years later, I would see him again. William watched me in silence, then pulled an old diamond ring from his pocket and tossed it at my feet. “Pick it up, and put it on. I’ll marry you.”

Everything was going well in the life of 27-year-old Lillian Porter. She lived in a nice rented house located less than an hour from the major architectural firm where she works. The company is directed by Adam Winters. Her boss was five years older than her and Lillian worked as her executive secretary, she was like his right hand, even though she hated him. All her "hatred" for him followed her from the first day working to him. Adam was extremely attractive and seemed to know perfectly well the power of his charm, since the first day he has been rude and arrogant with everyone around him, knowing that even so, he would draw desirous sighs from both of them. But that still wasn't the focus of all Lillian's rancor, the problem is that she hated the fact that not even she was immune to the charms of her powerful boss. First, she thought she would never have sex with him for the simple fact that he was her boss, nether fall in love, but after what she thought would never happen, happened. She feared she was wanting the terrible CEO Adam Winters in her bed again. How would things be at the company after a crazy night of love between them? Can love. emerge from hate?

Even in the modern time, she was given for marriage without her consent. Her father being so selfishness, also dragged his family along into his messy shit. As always, a marriage where a lady is been forced to, must have no love at all. Irrespective of the fact she was married to one of the richest man, she wasn't happy and their marriage lacked alot. In the quest to either grow their marriage or get a divorce after the contract was about coming to an end, the couple, fell in the uncast spells of one another.

[COMPLETE] People rave about the bad boy...but what about the bad girl? Cole Danvers, is a cocky, good-looking jock from a family built on wealth. He has every girls attention at Primestone High, every girl but Lucy Hale. Lucy Hale is a badass. She's mean, a sight for sore eyes, a girl resistant to swooning over playboys like Cole Danvers and falling at his feet. That is, until Cole catches her eyes. When he notices that she isn't interested in his game, Cole's making his senior year count by grasping at Lucy's attention to win her over and hopefully fulfill his mission to make her fall in-love with him. What happens when his plan backfires and he instead ends up falling for lucy? Falling for the bad girl.

Ever since her family went bankrupt, work is all Florence does to help out at home. But when she meets Scott Lee, a rich and handsome CEO, everything changes. Although gentle and romantic, Scott doesn’t believe in marriage. But when his grandfather warns him of the need to have an heir to carry on their legacy, Scott gets worried about the company falling into the wrong hands. Unable to stay away from Florence, he thinks the only way he can agree to his grandpa’s plan is if he marries her and proposes a deal: get married for the sake of their families and divorce after he gets the company. Florence accepts but falling in love wasn’t in the script. Now, she needs to control her feelings while pretending to be the perfect wife and remain safe as Scott’s enemies go after her. *** “I want you to go on a date with me.” “Why me?” “What kind of question is that? Why you? Why not you?” Falling for my Fake Husband is created by Rafaella Dutra, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Mila is a feisty young woman in her late twenties who is bored with her life. And bored with her Lycan boyfriend, Lowell who she was sold to at a young age. When strange murders start to occur, Lowell is tasked with finding the culprit, being one of the best detectives in town. Mila refuses to sit behind the lines and starts doing some investigations of her own, despite Lowell's insistence that she stay out of it. But she would never have guessed it would lead her to Lobo, Lowell's much older brother who is known as "The Lycan from Hell" due to his ruthless temper. To make things worse, she has been terrified of him since the two had a brief encounter years prior. Mila is thrown into a web of lies which she must start to untangle when she discovers that she is Lobo's, fated mate. The two decide to work together to uncover the identity of the killer plaguing the town, but things become hard when the humans chase the Lycans out of town and the killer sets his sites on Mila. Will she find safety in Lobo and his Pack, or will she find she has made a grave mistake by trusting them?

⚠️ Contains emotionally intense and mature themes. (R 18+) "Look at me, Hazel." Diego approached, his breath burning Hazel's ear. "I only ask for one thing... beg me." Hazel shook her head, her knees trembling. "No... you can't—" Diego smiled faintly, darkly, full of triumph. "If you beg... I will never let you go." Hazel Anne Quinn, 24 years old — a small-time journalist who no one takes seriously. Living a mediocre life, abandoned since birth, and writing erotica as a ghostwriter at night to survive. No one ever wanted Hazel... until Diego Ronan Blake appeared. A senior actor and tycoon at 34, a man who makes the world bow down and causes women to fight to be his. But Diego becomes obsessed with the one woman who avoids him — Hazel's grayish-green eyes, filled with fear yet a hint of defiance, make Diego lose control. For Diego, Hazel isn't a fantasy — she is a necessity. He wants Hazel as his, body and soul, and this obsession drives him to tear down the walls that have protected Hazel, only to rebuild them with himself at the center. Hazel can be afraid, can hate, can resist... but as long as she doesn't beg, Diego will never stop. Because once Hazel gives in — even just once — Diego will never let her go.

EXTRACTS..... "Oh poor boy, your friends left you," she said and climbed onto the table. Frederick followed her every movement with his eyes. Kristen ran her tongue on her lips and pulled her gown a bit up, revealing her pinky pantie. Frederick swallowed at the sight of her pantie. He couldn't tear his eyes off her. "Do you want to know what I can do?" She asked seductively but was disappointed he did not answer her rather he moped at her. Something like this is a huge turn-off for her. She rolled her eyes and got down from the table. "You look like a log of wood. You simply don't want what I can offer," she said and started walking off. Frederick caught her wrist unconsciously and pulled her to himself, "can you show me please?" ****** All Kristen could offer was sex and nothing more due to her tragic past. She met Frederick at one of her craziest nights and slept with him but then, Frederick could go extra mile to make her see that there is more to life than holding on to THE PAST. When she thought life was being fair to her, something terrible happened which opened up a past no one knew about. She lost her memory leaving her with no knowledge of who Frederick was and giving her a whole new identity. Frederick would have to fight for a love he had nurtured for so long when Lous, an alleged fiance of Kristen surfaced.

I refused to donate one of my kidneys to my younger sister, Ella. As a result, my parents forced me to marry a wealthy man in Pinetown. People said Johnson kept his distance from everyone else. His first love had never truly left his heart. Everyone waited to watch my miserable ending. Unexpectedly, Johnson actually deeply doted on me. During the three years of our marriage, regardless of the place, he never seemed able to keep his hands off me. Even when I went to the washroom, he followed me and pressed me against the sink. We never took any contraceptive measures. Yet, I never got pregnant. One day, when I thought I was finally expecting, we went to the hospital for a checkup. There, I accidentally overheard his conversation with a doctor. “Johnson, three years ago, you asked me to secretly transplant Amber’s kidney to Ella. Today, you want me to lie to her that she’s naturally sterile. How could you be so cruel to a woman who loves you?” “There’s no other way. Ella’s health is weak. If she can’t bear a child, she’ll suffer in her husband’s family. Only Amber’s kidney is a match for her.” The voice I knew so well sounded so cold that it felt unfamiliar. The love and salvation I had basked in so comfortably turned out to be nothing but a lie. If that was the truth, all that was left for me to do was to leave him.