Your Heart Didn't Recognize Me

My billionaire husband suffered from chronic insomnia for years. Only the sleep balm I made could help him sleep. On the night of our seventh wedding anniversary, his childhood sweetheart poured a basin of scalding water over the old camphor tree in our garden. I wept and tried to save the tree as she apologized, “I didn’t know you used its leaves to make the sleep balm.” My husband gently comforted her and ordered his men to tie me to the tree trunk instead. “What a precious tree. You’ll spend the rest of your days with it!” With my wrist fractured as a result, I filed for divorce immediately. A month later, my husband was unable to sleep late one night. He stood in the garden and stared at the withered camphor tree.

BOOK #6 - WRIGHT-PETROV SERIES After her father's death, Kamilla lost her association with her father's employer. The Petrov family. Everything else followed. People she considered friends, including her boyfriend, turned their backs on her. She was outcasted by the same people previously groveling to please her. Overnight, she becomes a nobody. An easy target for the hypocrites of society. Nonetheless, she endures. She is far stronger than anyone realizes. However, someone thought she needed protection. "Why are you doing this, Mr. Samuel Petrov? I do not need the frivolity of your world. And please do not give me that lame excuse about being my father's friend again," she shows her defiance by meeting his calm gaze with her sharp angry one. "Believe me, Kamilla, you will not want to hear my reasons." Samuel bore her with an ominous look, attempting to dismiss her. "What reasons, Mr. Petrov? Does it include watching me sleep in the middle of the night? Or your huge one down there having a hard-on whenever you see me in my flimsy nightgown?" with regained boldness, she sassed while pointing at the bump of his pants. Samuel raised a brow in response to her brazenness. "It's just the tip of the iceberg you are seeing, Kamilla. You do not want to know the rest of it," his voice turned icy cold as he gritted every word. "I'm no angel, Samuel Petrov. I can smell your desire since day one, baby" A suggestive sultry smile carves her lips. "Fuck you, Kamilla. Don't call me baby" she was no longer surprise when he swiftly pulled and pinned her on the couch. "It's dangerous" His ragged hot breath fanned her face, and a rock-hard thing was wedged between them.

I push through my Gamma warrior training ahead of schedule just to get back to the pack sooner. All I want is to stand beside my Alpha, Kyle Faucher, and finally complete our mate-bonding ceremony. But when I step into our house, scarred and feeling hopeful, I see 100 old boarding passes to the Darkmoon pack littering the floor. That pack is only a mile from my training grounds. Kyle's been that close for two years, and still, he never came. I sprint to the place where we were supposed to have our mate-bonding ceremony, clinging to the desperate hope that there's an explanation. But the moment I burst through the doors, I stopped cold. Kyle is down on one knee, dressed in a tailored suit, his eyes locked on someone with a softness I've never seen in him before. Standing across from him, smiling through her tears, is my stepsister, Vivian Blackwell. "Vivian, I haven't completed the mate-bonding ceremony with Serene. Say the word, and I'll reject her and mark you right now." At that moment, the world goes still, and I even forgot how to breathe. So this is what he's been doing while I was gone, chasing the woman he never let go of. Meanwhile, I spent those two years giving everything I had, trying to become someone worthy of standing by his side. I don't ask why or shed a tear. I just turn around and walk away. If she's what he wants, then so be it. The mate-bonding ceremony I dreamed of will be theirs instead. But the second I'm gone, he loses it and sends every warrior looking for me.

Elena Jones and I became orphans on the same day. Her parents are killed in a mass murder, and my father—the killer—is executed on the spot. For a month straight, Harborfield's most notorious playboy waits outside the courthouse, intent on keeping Elena. However, she throws his black card right back at him, like a headstrong heroine straight out of a movie. "The Mr. Carter I admire is refined and noble. How could he have a nephew like you? I'd rather starve than accept anything from a thug." He lets out a sharp, amused laugh and crooks a finger at me. "A death row convict's daughter and a thug make a fitting pair. I'll back you. Are you willing?" While clutching the ten-million-dollar IOU my father left behind, I nod without hesitation. Later, he orders me to get into his uncle Daniel Carter's bed. "With all that sin on your shoulders, you're an even better match for him. That way, Elena will finally give up on him for good."

Itoy kuwento Ng isang teenager na may crush sa klase niya pero lagi siyang iniigore Ng mga ito. At Hindi lang ilang isang beses. Pagsapit niya sa kolehiyo. Ganoon din Ang crush niya sa kanya Hindi siya ito pinapansin. kahit na NASA kanya Naman Ang lahat matalino, mabait, mayaman at maganda. Pero dumating Ang Araw na malalaman niya na may crush din sa kanya Ang lalaking crush niya noong kolehiyo.

Looking at the bright sun, which is not so bright right now hiding itself to create darkness all around totally makes me think about my present situation. I heard that sound of footsteps entering the room, so I turned around and said, “Hey!” “Don’t start now. You will get your wish soon.” he said removing his coat. “We can’t!” I said, looking at him. “What do you mean? All these days you are asking nothing but for divorce papers. Now they will reach you in a few days for sure. Now why are you saying we can’t?” he asked with a completely blank expression. “I am pregnant!” I mumbled. “What?” he asked, stepping towards me in shock. “I.Am.Pregnant!” I said each word with force and then let the darkness consume me.

“I, Leo Maxwell, Alpha of the Black Storm Pack, reject you, Maya Veneto, as my mate. I hereby declare Quinn Callahan as my true mate, mother of my child and Luna of the Black Storm Pack!” Maya, an omega born to an alpha father and an omega mother, gives up her title as the heir to the pack to her younger, alpha sister when they lose their kind-hearted mother. Instead, she pursues her dream of becoming a doctor and takes up the role at her mate’s pack. However, cruel rejection and tragedy knock on her door after she finds out that she is pregnant! Her mate rejects her for his childhood sweetheart while decimating Maya’s pack to nothingness, rendering the omega mute for life!! How will the rejected, silent, former Luna survive these setbacks amid a difficult, mate-less pregnancy? Will her good deeds melt the Moon Goddess’s heart and give her a second chance at life? Will she break under the pressure, or will she emerge powerful and victorious? And finally, what will happen when she finds out who is her second chance mate?

There will be revenge, There will be innocent people, there will be a bad sibling and of course, there will be a love story but there will also be some twists along with secrets｡ｭ *Note* --- Not a sequel. This is just the second series for Don't leave me.

Upang matakasan ang isang arrange marriage, ginawa ni Zea ang lahat para lamang hindi maipakasal sa taong ni sa hinagap ay hindi niya nakilala at mas lalong hindi niya mahal. Nang magawang makatakas ay nag tungo siya sa hindi pamilyar na lugar na sa tingin niya ay hindi siya mahahanap ng kanyang lolo. Natagpuan niya ang isang napakalaking gate kung saan sa malayuan ay ang mala-haciendang tahanan. Dala ng kakuryosohan ay sinubukan niyang pumasok at lumibot sa lugar na pinagsisihan niya dahil sa lalaking walang habas na hinila siya papasok ng hacienda at basta na lamang siyang ginawang katulong. Dahil walang sapat na pera at bahay na matitirhan ay wala siyang magagawa kung hindi sapilitang tanggapin ang naging kapalaran. Ang dating magarang buhay niya ay magbabago. Ayos lang kung ang kapalit naman nito ay makatakas siya sa bagay na ayaw niya. Akala niya ay nagawa na niyang makatakas kahit pansamantala ngunit hindi naman niya inakala na yun pa pala ang maglalapit sa kanya sa isang bagay na pilit niyang iniiwasan.

"Ms. Rowe, are you certain you want to delete all identity records? Once they're erased, you'll be completely removed from the system. No one will be able to find you again." Eva Rowe pauses for a moment before nodding with quiet resolve. "Yes. I want to disappear from this world. I want to make sure no one can ever find me." Two seconds of silence follow on the other end, as if they're giving her one last chance to reconsider. "Understood, Ms. Rowe. The wipeout protocol will be completed within 14 days. By then, you'll be officially 'dead' in all databases. Please make the necessary arrangements." With that, the call ends. Eva books a one-way ticket to Felnor, scheduled for 14 days later. Then, she turns off her phone, watching as the screen goes dark. She stands by the floor-to-ceiling window, staring out at the endless city lights, and lets out a soft, cold laugh. She is no longer anyone's Eva.