Your Love Is But A Dream

On Christmas Eve, my father got the man I had secretly loved for ten years drunk and sent him to my bed. When I woke up the next morning, Roy pulled away from my attempt at a good-morning kiss. His voice was cold and distant as he agreed to marry me. After the wedding, Roy wasted no time submitting a transfer request. He took an overseas post and left. He did not return for five years. I gave birth to our daughter, Eve, alone and waited for him to come back home. When I heard that Roy had finally applied to return to a domestic position, I was overjoyed. I spent days preparing, imagining our first reunion as husband and wife. But even when the clock struck midnight, he still hadn't come home. Our daughter, ever so thoughtful, placed her most treasured possession—a photograph of Roy—into my hands. "Don't cry, Mommy," she said softly. "Look, Daddy's right here." I tried to convince myself that his absence was due to a delayed flight. But later that night, while watching the news, I saw him. He was on a crowded city street, holding a young girl in his arms. Beside him stood a woman, her smile soft and warm. Facing the camera, Roy said, "Being with them is my greatest wish." At that moment, something inside me broke. I wrote up the divorce papers, packed our things, and planned to take Eve to change her identity. I didn't want him anymore. The day before we left, a man I had never met came to see me. He was Roy's father. "You could call me Dad," he said, a faint smile playing on his lips. "But I'd rather you call me Ryan." I told him everything about the past five years—how I had waited, how I had hoped. When I finished, he laughed softly, an unusual warmth in his voice. "If it was just business," he said, "perhaps your father should have tied a bow around me and sent me to your bed instead. But I hold my liquor well—if I ever end up wrapped in a bow, you can be sure it's by choice."

Don’t trust anyone, not even yourself….You think you know someone pretty well, until you’re awoken in the middle of the night to the sound of unfamiliar voices and realize your sister’s being swept away by some supernatural creatures who climb in and out of windows and leap from two-story houses like it’s nothing.My parents tried to tell me everything was fine, but when Cadence finally did come back from wherever they’d taken her, I knew there was something unusual about my older sister.Now, her best friend is dead.Her ex-boyfriend is acting bizarre.And I’m afraid I might be next.My name is Cassidy Findley, and I’m pretty sure my sister is a vampire, despite her “co-worker” making every effort to brainwash me into believing otherwise. With the help of my two best friends, we vow to get to the bottom of this before it’s too late, and my sister starts to claim other victims. I love her, but I won’t be turned, nor will I just sit by without doing everything I can to stop her. I can only hope that I’m not too late and that I can trust my own memories.Because I’m pretty sure my sister’s friends are coming for me next.The Chronicles of Cassidy is a retelling of The Clandestine Saga specifically for young adult/teen readers told from the perspective of high schooler Cassidy Findley.

Verena Ellington was the Alpha king's daughter but for her mate, Fred Clinton— An average Alpha, she turned down the throne, put her wolf to sleep, and dedicated 7 years of her life to help him rise as his human mate. She thought life was good. She thought she had the best husband and son. However, when she returned from the hospital after a supposed Panther attack on her, her heart bottomed out to see her husband and son living in their house with his mistress like a family! "Mommy, there's no need for you to overreact okay! Aunt Tory here was doing what you were supposed to do— Taking care of us. Stop throwing a tantrum and let us enjoy the movie." Those were her son's words when she yelled at them. "Vera, I can't deny my feelings for Tory. She pulls me in like a magnet. Many Alphas have women beside their Lunas. Why are you so bitter about it? Accept her or the doors are behind you. It's your choice." "You want that Vixen? Fine, I'll leave you to them. Enjoy your lives." Heartbroken and burning in the need for revenge, Verena left them. She revived her wolf and decided to pick up where she left 7 years ago— but now, her ex-husband and son want her back. Will Verena forget their betrayal and go to them? Or will she continue to relish the taste of freedom and wait for a second-chance mate?

Clara stood in the middle of the glass room with her transparent clothes, holding back her embarrassment while trying to cover her body with both hands. There were cheers from outside the glass room and naughty looks from the hungry men. "1 million," "5 million," "7 million," Everyone placed a bet on Clara at a fairly low price, tears kept going to roll down Clara's rosy cheeks. Her body was almost shaky and she couldn't meet everyone's eyes, she was like a kitten amidst a hungry lion. "50 million," A man's voice that surprised her made their eyes meet. A most dangerous mafia chief raises his betting cards and shocks everyone. Steven looked at Clara with a grin, as if he was ready to eat Clara alive. His eyes were sharp like a wolf's, and it was him.

Is there a chance to be back together again? Would she have another shot of love with him? Will there be reconciliation?

When Isabel is thrown to the side like she doesn't matter, she's broken. Not only is the only man she has ever loved dumping her for his comatose bride, she's also pregnant. For four years, she disappears and plots her revenge. Now, she's back.

One year ago, my life changed forever. I lost everything in one day, starting with catching my best friend and husband in his office, and they weren’t just talking. From that moment, everything fell apart. I believed I would never get over it. I believed it would break me, but I refuse to kneel in defeat. One year later, and I am back stronger than ever. I am back for revenge. I am not the weak woman I used to be. I have changed a lot in the last year. Now, I am going to make my ex-husband and ex-best friend regret what they did. What better way to do that than to go after my ex-husband’s enemy? His half-brother from another mother. The one he hates the most, the one he is jealous of. I plan on teaching my ex-husband a lesson he won’t forget. I am coming for him. I am coming for both, and they have no idea. Karma is a bitch, and it is coming right at them. What I didn’t expect was to end up getting a second chance of my own. Update Schedule starting from the 18th of August: Monday, Thursday and Saturday.

“Pakasalan mo ako!” lasing at wala na yata ako sa hulog habang namunungay ang aking mga matang nakatitig kay Omeng, my body guard/ secretary. Ito lang ang paraan ko para matigil na ang kalokohan ni Mommy. Gusto kong galitin si Mommy, makaganti man lang ako kahit paano sa ginawa niyang pag iwan sa amin ni Daddy fifteen years ago. Alam kong manggagalaiti si Mommy kapag pinakasalan ko ang isa sa mga tauhan ko. Sakto si Omeng, my body guard secretary. Hah, sino bang magulang ang matutuwang magoakasal ang anak nya sa isang hampas lupang gaya ni Omeng? Pero bakit ang yabang ni Omeng? Bakit parang unti unti, ako ang nalulunod? Bakit parang habang tumatagal, sarili ko na ang pinaparusahan ko sa pekeng relasyon naming ito ni Omeng?

Suddenly, in this lust-fueled frenzy between us, his blissful being was morphing into the same demon that was driving me insane; it didn't frighten me; in fact, I was waiting for this to happen. His eyes turned lava red, and his body twisted dangerously. "Sweet Teresa, I can not keep him any longer!" "Then, don't!" And in his rapture, he lost all control. He exploded inside of me with his throbbing enormous , sending me devilish vibes. His fangs were fully exposed, and his muscular torso was covered in white dazzling fur. I gasped, yelped for more, grabbed his fur from his back, begged him not to stop, and every movement was dominated by arousal spasms. Then, as the action reached its height, I sensed him getting closer, and I knew he would honor his promise to mark me. How did I know that? I simply knew! "Do it, Bash! Yes, do it"! So he sank his fangs not so deep in the hollow of my neck but enough to propel me to those craving peaks, all mixed with my own thrilling release. Now I was his. FOREVER! --------------- After the death of his father, Alpha Sebastian was left in charge of the Kielder Pack but away from his twin sister. Raising his pack in strength, his life changes radically when Teresa Bradley appears, an ambitious young photographer but with a past as gloomy as it is difficult to understand. Orphaned, chased by demons, with changes that occur one by one, Teresa is forced to accept her past and present, but is there room for Sebastian in her future?

Annabel once believed her bond with Damian, the Beta of their pack, was unbreakable. But his infidelity shatters her, and she finds herself entangled in a dangerous relationship with Elijah, Damian’s mysterious uncle. As Damian's cruelty pushes her away, Elijah’s possessiveness draws her in, forcing her to navigate a treacherous path between these two powerful men. Caught between love, hate, and control, Annabel begins to discover a strength within herself that she never knew existed. As tensions rise within the pack and old enemies resurface. She must decide whether to embrace the power Elijah offers or find a way to break free from the chains that bind her—even if it means facing Damian’s wrath. Annabel’s journey is one of survival and self-discovery. Once seen as a weak wolf, she evolves into a force to be reckoned with, determined to reclaim her life and identity. But with every choice comes a cost, and Annabel must decide if she will conquer the darkness that threatens to consume her—or be consumed by it.