Ziva David Death

Ang ampon ng aking ama ay ikinulong lamang sa masikip na storage closet nang halos labinlimang minuto, ngunit tinalian niya ako at itinapon sa loob bilang parusa. Tinakpan pa niya ang ventilation gamit ang mga tuwalya. "Bilang nakatatandang kapatid ni Wendy, kung hindi mo siya kayang alagaan, marapat lamang na maranasan mo rin ang takot na naramdaman niya,” seryoso niyang sabi. Alam niyang may claustrophobia ako, ngunit ang aking mga desperadong pakiusap, ang aking matinding takot, ay sinagot lang ng malupit na sermon. "Magsilbi sana itong aral sayo para maging mabuting kapatid." Nang tuluyang lamunin ng kadiliman ang huling hibla ng liwanag, nakakaawa akong nagpumiglas. Isang linggo ang lumipas bago muling naalala ng aking ama na may anak pa siyang nakakulong at nagpasya siyang tapusin na ang aking parusa. "Sana'y naging magandang aral sa iyo ang isang linggong ito, Jennifer. Kung mangyayari pa ito muli, hindi ka na pwedeng manatili sa bahay na ito." Ngunit kailanman ay hindi niya malalaman na matagal ko nang nalanghap ang aking huling hininga sa nakakasulasok na silid na iyon. Sa kadiliman, unti-unti nang nabubulok ang aking katawan.

My family was attacked by rogue wolves when we entered their territory. My wolf was gravely injured, and in the end, I was the one who saved everyone.
As I collapsed, exhausted, no one came to me—they all ran to my adopted sister, Fiona, fussing over a few shallow scratches.
By the time pack members carried me to the infirmary, the healer delivered the cruel news: my wolf had been struck by a silver dagger, and the one-month-old pup in my womb wouldn’t survive.
Yet my mate, Luke, had given the only life-saving treatment to Fiona. With no other choice, I refused the healer’s remedies and numbed my wolf’s pain with crude herbs—knowing it would only buy us three days before death.
In those last days, I let everything go. I gave Fiona all my possessions and insurance money while my parents smiled in approval. I signed the bond-severing agreement Luke slid across the table without a second thought. Luke was satisfied, believing I was considerate. Kane, my brother, nodded his head when I told him to give my room to Fiona.
Even my son, Jim, squealed with joy when I asked him to call her “mom.” No one questioned why I gave all my belongings to Fiona, and their approving gazes said it all: “Good. The old Emma is back. But as the clock ticked down, one thought haunted me:
When they find our bodies—my wolf and my unborn pup—will that satisfaction turn to regret?

I am the woman who stays the longest by the side of mafia Don Jasper Shaw. I believe I hold a unique place in his heart. But when his beloved Rosie Hurley suffers violation and falls pregnant, everything changes. Accused of orchestrating Rosie's downfall, I become the venomous villain in their eyes. To shield Rosie from gossip, Jasper publicly claims her unborn child as his own. Meanwhile, I am branded a depraved woman, defiled and discarded. Desperate, I reveal my own pregnancy to Jasper, pleading for our child’s future. He dismisses it as a ploy for attention. When I confront him, his words cut deep. "This is the sin you must atone for. Rosie has always been raised like a princess, and she can't endure the whispers—not like you." For the first time, I realize I am nothing to Jasper but a tool for his desires. Rosie locks me in a cramped cellar, where I suffocate and die. My body lies undiscovered for a month. When Jasper receives the call to identify my corpse, he brushes it off, prioritizing Rosie's prenatal checkup. "Amara's lies are piling up. So what if she's dead? Cremate her and then talk to me." My body enters the furnace and is reduced to a handful of ashes. Later, the mighty Jasper Shaw kneels and sobs uncontrollably. He begs for just one glimpse of me.

Three days after I died, my fiancé got a call to ID the body. He just scoffed. "She's dead, so what? Call me when she's in the ground." The cops, out of options, hit up my backup contact—my childhood friend. He actually laughed. "She's really gone? Not my problem. Burn her or whatever." Then my body hit the internet— And suddenly, both of them looked like ghosts.

A plane crash tore my husband and his twin brother apart. One survived. One did not. When I rushed to the hospital, I saw my brother-in-law, who had just survived the crash, locked in a passionate kiss with his wife. My husband? He lay lifeless in the morgue. Blinded by grief, I stumbled down the stairs…and lost the child I had spent three years longing for. Three years passed. Just as I was finally learning to breathe without him, I overheard a conversation between his closest friend and my brother-in-law: "How long do you plan to keep pretending to be your brother? Alicia is your legal wife." He adjusted his glasses, voice icy and distant. "I swore to my brother I'd protect Emily for the rest of my life. I am him now. As for Alicia… let her be the debt I carry into my next life." That's when I learned the truth. It was the brother-in-law who died in the crash. My husband, the man I had mourned all those years, had taken on his brother's identity to stay by Emily's side, the unattainable woman he had always secretly loved. So then what about me? The woman clinging to old memories, living in torture for three years. What was I to him?

Aira, seorang tulang rusuk yang remuk. Dia dseorang istri yang menjelma menjadi tulang punggung sekaligus budak di rumah mertuanya. Dia menjadi penopang hidup suaminya yang mokondo dan juga menjadi pembantu di rumah mertuanya yang cerewetnya minta ampun. Tapi, akhirnya Aira sadar dan bangkit. Tulang rusuk yang remuk, pelan-pelan berubah menjadi lebih kuat.

I’m not gay...sir...I'm not attracted to men...I don't find men attractive.,” Jace said quickly. “Okay...that was way too straight forward.” Elias stood, two hands on his hips, frustrated at what Elias just said. "Sorry sir" "Stop Calling Me SIR!"   Jace kept quiet and didn't respond.  "The other day, you said I was attractive." Elias pointed out, trying not to look more frustrated. "Sir, that was....it was...I just admired and appreciated your appearance...cause we hardly find anyone with your looks...nothing more sir." Jace adjusted himself on the bed, still covered and protecting himself for his own dear sexual orientation. Elias, a powerful and blind Alpha, has waited a lifetime for his mate but he never expected it to be a Null. Nulls are servant-class werewolves, ranked even lower than Omegas, and they don’t go into heat. Especially not someone like Jace a sharp-tongued Null who insists he’s straight and not the least bit interested in men. In their world, Alphas don’t mate below Omega. Servants are expected to bond only with their own kind. But everything changes when Jace starts going into heat, something Nulls aren’t supposed to experience. Is Jace really what he thinks he is? Or is something awakening inside him? Will Jace give in to the pull to Elias? Will Jace and Elias pull off this forbidden relationship?

Liam, my stepbrother, has been a pain in the rear for three years. We fight every time we talk. Every time we see each other, we remember that moment, which we never talk about. The one in the yard behind where our parents had their wedding dinner. The event that almost made everything bad. Our parents are now going for a trip to celebrate their first anniversary, leaving us all alone in the house. Simple plan: we'll stay on different sides, ignore each other, and act like we're working. But then there's a fire on my side of the house, and all of a sudden I have to share a floor, a hallway, and a wall that is too thin to be safe with him. The worst times are at night. I hear him. I can feel him. And every disagreement ends too close. Every stare stays too long. Every breath turns into heat I can’t escape. We’re supposed to protect our parents’ happiness. We’re supposed to act like good brothers. But how do you pretend you hate someone when all you want is to drag him into your bed? Then the holidays arrive with our whole extended family. We’re forced to play perfect boys while nearly pulling each other apart behind locked doors. And just when I think things can’t get worse, Liam’s cheating ex shows up begging to take him back. The jealousy nearly wrecks me… and reveals everything. But the real disaster hits one night with a broken condom and a hurried hospital visit. Two scary weeks that make us imagine a life we’re not supposed to want. A future that feels too good to lose. The test is negative. But the damage is done. We want each other.

It is a love story of two sisters, Clara and Isabella who struggle endlessly to win the heart of a wealthy billionaire named Leo. Leo, an averaged-height white man who is handsome and intelligent  manages the company of his late father, 'The Dante's' as the C.E.O. He  choses to marry Clara but seems difficult because Isabella shares the same feelings and desires for him.  Clara also seizes the opportunity of becoming a maid in order to revive the love she shares for Leo. He eventually marries Clara, but still keeps a secret affair with Isabella, who gets pregnant for him. He tried to avoid those secret relationships, in order to make the marriage between him and Clara work, but Isabella remains all over him, until he married her as a second wife. After he married her but the child dies unluckily. Isabella plans killing Leo, who had strongly rejected her after her child died. She caused a wild fire around the house after she took Clara for a walk.Leo woke up to find himself trapped in between the fire. Clara with tears still in her couldn't save him as the fire consumed a larger part of the mansion. After years of this event she completely buried herself in a mournful time, only to find the greatest shock of his life that Leo didn't die, and survived thorough the help of Nanny Divine who risked her life to save his. Leo, now was accompanied by two police men who seized Isabella and kept her in their custody. She tries to escape from the prison through a car and suddenly explodes in it after sporadic shootings by the police men. She died and Clara and Leo lived happily ever after.

This is a standalone book from one of the stories in the book "The Wild Adventures". Nicole Parker is a girl who can be said to have everything. Money, beauty, and brains. She is the only child of the most successful business tycoon in the capital. But despite having almost everything, she lacks in the most intimate relationship comfort and stability. A reason why she became rebellious toward her parents. She wanted to get their attention by doing things that would require their responses. She started bullying people around her. But what happens when a bully gets bullied? Would love be enough to change her? Find out in Nicole and Mike's colorful and steamy love story. "The Queen of Bullies"