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This book revolves around a brother and sister. The opening of the book is from the future around 2030 where goes into flashback with the conversations in the year 2020 where Mother Earth had seen one of the worst health crisis- the Corona virus Pandemic. it revolves around the situations happening in India and also few parts of the world. This book would be a tribute to all those unsung covid warriors- be it doctors, nurses, police and even media personnel. They have been fighting against this invisible virus relentlessly and continuously with a hope of winning against it, yes they will.
Lets hope for a better future ahead with this novel insight.
Hello, myself Dr. Akshitha H M. A doctor by profession and an amateur novelist. I always had this burning desire to carve my niche in literature field. This pandemic came somewhat as a boon to me to get my time out of busy schedule and pen down my thoughts into words. Among many worst things in this year, one amazing thing which happened to me is this novel.

Thanks to the pandemic in a sense. I have also started
blogging and poetry writing too.

In my previous life, the apocalypse struck.
I fought desperately to protect the shelter, but she, overflowing with compassion, opened the door and let in infected people, causing the defenses to collapse completely and my only sister to die tragically.
Afterwards, she showed no remorse, instead turning around and currying favor with a warlord, enjoying privileges at the expense of her comrades. And I, in this betrayal, was devoured alive by a horde of zombies.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back three days before the tragedy.
Watching her once again attempt to morally blackmail everyone, and preparing to open that deadly door to demonstrate her "kindness," I threw her into the darkness.

The first time I saw Olivia Smith, she stole the air from my lungs.

Stunning didn't even begin to cover it.

She belonged in a luxury ballroom, not standing here amidst the grim reality of a murder scene.

As her captain, I made sure I'd be the one handling her training personally... even as I recognized the dangerous temptation she represented.

In the vibrant heart of a bustling metropolis, I, Sophia, a skilled member of the special forces, have transformed into a determined detective. Fueled by a relentless pursuit for justice, I delve into the shadows to uncover the elusive "King of the Underworld," the man responsible for my father's death. Will I unveil the truth, or will the darkness consume me? Join me on this thrilling journey of vengeance and redemption.

[A STAND-ALONE NOVEL]

Welcome to Natalia's high school manual!

Yup, she's just your average normie student. And nope, this is definitely not a fairytale. It's not your typical girl meets boy and they fell in love with each other story, then all of the sudden, BOOM! A happy ending that will satisfy the whole humanity.

Her story was a bit different, -nope. Scratch that. It was a disaster, to be exact. A roller coaster ride to the top. Witness how Natalia (without H) face her high school journey with the help of her manual, a set of rules that she invented for herself. Rules that will help her survive high school. Along with her family, friends, and even enemies, will she be able to follow all the rules on her manual, or not? Read and find out.

Aria is desperate. Her best friend, Lena, needs surgery.

A mysterious offer appears: a contract to spend 30 nights with a rich man who needs a virgin.

The payment equals the surgery cost.

Aria signs, thinking it’s a shameful but harmless deal.

She’s taken to Kael Donovan’s estate, massive, intimidating, surrounded by forest.

Kael is distant, treating her like an object.

He believes she’s just another human pure but replaceable.

Their first night is awkward, tense, electric. She senses something feral in him.

Development
Kael’s wolf, Rhett, reacts violently the moment he touches her growling “Mate.”

Kael refuses to believe it. The curse shouldn’t allow him a mate.

He decides to keep her anyway for the sake of breaking the curse.

Aria feels strange sensations hearing whispers, her senses sharpening but thinks it’s fear.

Kael starts acting possessive, jealous when she smiles at his guards.

He hates how much he wants her. She hates how much she needs him.

Their nights turn passionate and raw, but he still keeps his heart locked.

Aria’s emotions deepen. She starts to see the man behind the Alpha.

Rising Tension
Aria learns bits about the curse Kael’s pack is dying out, and his inability to bond might destroy them.

Selene Voss, Kael’s chosen fiancée by alliance, visits the mansion.

She instantly despises Aria, sensing the mate bond before Kael admits it.

Selene begins plotting.

My mind had been frantic throughout out the night. I had done something unforgivable not to mention killing clan blood in the process. Wasn't I supposed to not be able to feel love or to care? Wasn't I supposed to be unfeeling, unnerving? Then why did I save her? I thought I didn't have a heart since the night of my impurification but now, the thought of a vampire and a human falling in love had been pasted on my mind and nothing that I did could pry my thoughts from her beautiful face. I quickly pushed the thoughts away and locked them up in the deepest darkest corner of my mind.

I could still hear her echoing screams, and the image of her pale, terrified face was smeared on the front of my vision. My palms were sweaty, in fact; I had been in a nervous state since last night… I put my hand into my jacket pocket and pulled out the hard rectangular card; it was a student ID card. It had fallen out of her purse when I saved her from her nigh death. Dawn, her name was Dawn. The face on the ID looked much younger than the girl I had saved but I could see the evident resemblance.

One question still troubled my mind though, it was like an ache in my head that wouldn't go away no matter how hard I tried not to think about it; would she love me if she knew what I was, a demon, a monster, a vampire?

I was alone, good! Everyone was out. If I looked any of them in the eye I was sure they'll see the guilt and fear that swirled and billowed in me. The only thing that troubled me more than the fact that I had violated a general clan hunt was the fact that she knew about our existence now, and only God knows how long it will be before the others found out. And killed her along with me.

"Emma, this is a big night for the pack. The Alphas gathered here tonight could be important potential allies. You need to make a good impression." My father said.
"Potential husbands for your daughter, you mean?" I retort. "The way you used Mom to make an alliance before casting her aside when your 'true mate' appeared."
I cast a disdainful glance at Lisa, my father's 'true mate'. Her smile tightens but, for once, she doesn't speak.
"Mind your tone," my father snarls a warning, "At least your mother knew her place. You would do well to remember yours."
"My place? Is that what you call this? So you're grooming me to be like Mom. To be used and then thrown away when a prettier option appears?"
"That's enough!" My father grinds his teeth. "You will do exactly what I say for once. You'll meet whoever I want you to meet. You'll play nice and do what's best for the pack."
"I'm not going to repeat your mistake, I'm not going to end up like Mom!"


Emma, the daughter of the Alpha of the SilverPine Pack, grew up witnessing her father secure power through a political marriage to her mother. But when he found his true mate, he reduced Emma's mother to a slave and allowed Lisa to humiliate and torment her. This painful experience made Emma swear never to repeat the same fate or become a sacrifice for pack alliances.
Forced to attend the Choosing Party by her father, Emma rebels and escapes, unexpectedly sharing a one night stand with Ethan, Alpha of the IronClaw Pack. What she thought was a fleeting encounter shocks her when she discovers Ethan is the very match her father arranged for her.
Though drawn to Ethan, the shadow of her mother's suffering haunts Emma. She vows to find her true mate within 30 days or... do whatever it takes to make Ethan willingly give up the marriage...

Seven days before the apocalypse, my vampire parents forced me to hand over three million to buy a house for my baby brother in full.

As an actuary, I knew that order would collapse in seven days and the money would become worthless. So I not only readily agreed, but also used their family's records as collateral to raise millions in high-interest loans, building an impregnable, top-secret fortress.

Seven days later, an unexpected change occurred.

The debt-collecting gangs and the endless horde of zombies drove them to the brink of despair. Meanwhile, I sat in a temperature-controlled safe house, sipping freshly ground coffee, calmly watching the cannibalistic karmic retribution unfold on the security camera.

In the apocalypse, there is no family affection, only the probability of survival.

When circumstances force humans to act without using reason, terrible things happen due to greed. The rulers disappeared, and law enforcement could no longer ward off the chaos.

They say Jakarta is the safest place; is the green zone the destination, hell or heaven? It's neither because everything above is full of question marks.

Some people are still trying to defend their lives or rights among the many question marks. The problem is, will those who survive remain fully human or turn into mindless corpses wandering around chasing around?

Jay has depression and anxiety; he has struggled with daily life since he was 14 years old. After he lost his mom when he was 19, life became very routine and meaningless to him. His childhood best friend was Skyler, he tried to help Izuku but even he wasn’t enough to keep Jay from thinking horrible thoughts. One day he was walking home from work when he ran into one of his neighbors. A loud-mouthed blonde who Jay was completely infatuated with. When they ran into each other, the blonde bumped into him and caused him to drop his messenger bag. Jay rushed to pick it up, but not before the blonde saw a case of razor blades with one covered in blood, slightly hanging out of the bag. Just as Jay is apologizing and trying to run away, the blonde drops a business card into his bag. Little did Jay know that that one business card would not only save his life but lead him to his soul mate.

The transformation to a vampire leaves Kaldar amnesic. He reawakens as a cold and unfeeling vampire, confused and curious about his new life.
Kaldars aspiration to discover his past life as a human drives him, yet the scent of a human girl brings a new kind of light to his life. Like her name, Dawn brings light and love into Kaldars heart, one the young vampire crazes over and knows he cannot live without. But not only is it outlawed for vampires to mate with humans, but it is also a crime punishable by death.
Their romance is bound to stay hidden, but soon enough, it turns dangerous, and Kaldar finds himself in a position that forces him to kill to protect Dawn's life. It seems like the world is only revolving around their hidden love, but new threats arrive at every corner, from wolves to fellow vampires.
His life as a vampire becomes more difficult with every passing day, and he soon learns that he has to choose between his aspiration to figure out who he is as a human, run away with his human lover, or live without her. her.

I should've taken the damn bus.

But no, I had to walk through the park at midnight like an idiot. Now I've seen something I can't unsee—a massive black wolf tearing apart three men, then shifting into the hottest guy I've ever laid eyes on.

Kieran Vaughn. Wealthy lawyer, werewolf, and apparently, he thinks I'm his mate.

Here's the problem: I don't do relationships. I definitely don't do supernatural things. I absolutely don't do rich guys who think they can control my life just because their inner wolf has decided I smell like home.

When hunters start targeting me to get to him, Kieran drags me into his pristine penthouse for "protection." Now I'm living with a man who looks at me like I'm his last meal, whose touch sets my skin on fire, and who's barely holding onto his control.

He says everyone he loves dies. I say that's not my problem except it is because I'm falling for this broken, dangerous man and his beast.

And in his world? Love will get you killed.

Overpowered by the strong hands who grabbed her by the hair and pulled her along, dragging her into a dark room that recks of urine and cigarettes. Hurled her inside. His hands still gripping her hair and not doubt if he let go, some strands of hair would fall of.
Undeniably, the pains were suffocating. When she stares at his dark eyes, the only thing she saw was darkness.
“Let go, let go of me you bastard!” She spit out. That only made his mighty five fingers appear on her face. Which sent her head spinning on her neck.
He made her kiss the earth. And slowly breathed in her face.
“Your life ends here....” his voice was deep baritone and cruel and that was when she felt the shivers down her spine.

How did the nerdy Elina find her way into the merciless billionaire’s court?

... and people claim different things, beautiful, wonderful. But for Ivy, she claimed "dangerous".


"Truly, I am dangerous but it is nothing for you to fear." He said, tossing away the head of the vampire he had just yanked out and was still dripping with blood, while he moved closer to her.

"Why?" She asked, trying her best to sound bold.

"Because I am yours."


Maybe if someone had showed Ivy what the future would hold if she decided to go to a nightclub a night before her arranged wedding, throw the word 'mine' to the first greek god she sees and have a one night stand with that stupidly rich greek god, maybe she would have just accepted her fate, stayed home and gone to her arranged wedding in the morning to pay up her father's debt.

But no fortune teller had warned her and so she did all the above.

Now here comes the consequences.

Some are bad, some are spicy and some are just mysteriously unexpected.

Four desperate men—Adrian Kane, Liam Cross, Ezra Black, and Damien Hart—receive identical invitations promising unimaginable wealth in just thirty days.
There’s only one condition: survive.

Taken to a secluded estate and cut off from the outside world, they are thrown into a series of escalating challenges where failure is not an option—it’s a death sentence. What begins as a high-stakes competition for money quickly turns into something far more sinister: a controlled experiment designed by a shadowy organization that rewards ruthlessness and punishes hesitation.

Alliances form. Trust shatters. And every decision comes with a cost.

As the days grow darker, the truth becomes clear—this is not a game meant to be beaten. It is a system designed to break them, reshape them, and choose only one survivor.

In the end, only one will walk away.

And survival may be the worst fate of all

She sacrificed a brilliant career to be his secret wife. But on their anniversary, he gifted his precious first love a $15M piano, while tossing her a dog-eared cookbook. In that moment, seven years of silent devotion died. The countdown began.

For thirty days, she watched his other woman move in. For thirty days, she endured his neglect and cruelty. She let them believe they had won. All while quietly securing the world-class career she once walked away from.

When the clock struck zero, she boarded the flight without a look back. He was left holding the empty life she built, finally screaming a name he never truly valued—into a silence she no longer cared to hear.

My entire family betrayed me.

My husband Keith threatened divorce to force me into donating bone marrow to save my sister Berenice's life.

My parents slapped me across the face, screaming I owed her everything.

Thirty days in an underground lab, Keith wined and dined Berenice while I got steel needles driven through my spine daily.

When I begged Keith for help through the agony, he texted back: "Stop playing victim. Disgusting."

I died alone on day thirty. Keith arrived with divorce papers, ready for one final insult, but received a decomposing corpse crawling with maggots.

But when the truth came out, why did my loving family completely lose their minds?

It all happened in the year 2191.

A dystopian world after the World War III

There was an outbreak of disease that turns the infected people into living dead!

A group of evil rebels aimed to colonize Arcania to bow under an oligarchy government. Harriet has to face every danger to find her family and she has to search every safe bunker.
She met Jayson and Timothy who both have been protecting her as she and their small group struggle to survive the apocalypse that broke out without any warning.

Timothy started to love Harriet in the middle of their dangerous journey. Now, Harriet has to choose whether it’s the son of a CEO billionaire who changed from being a tremulous coward to a skillful sniper - or Jayson, a former member of a Mafia group and a trained killer.

In unfortunate timing, Jayson’s former gang went to find him. They all had to deal with the corrupt officials, the rebels of Scarlet Tundra, the horde of Creepers, and the gang Jayson left that wants them all dead.

An action-packed adventure that you'll surely enjoy!

I made a deal with Declan Moss at prom and I told myself it was strategy.

He needed a girlfriend. I needed an ex-boyfriend to finally notice I had moved on. Clean terms, mutual exit. I was good at arrangements. I had been making myself useful to people who didn't deserve it for years.

What I was not prepared for was him. Not the version he performs... the armor, the silence, the carefully managed distance. The real one. The one who hands you an essay he never meant for anyone to read and watches your face while you do it. The one carrying a sick sister, two jobs, and a scholarship that stands between his family and a number too big to say out loud. The one who has been holding everything together so long he has forgotten that holding everything is not the same as being okay.

People are trying to destroy him. Quietly. Patiently. From the inside out.

And somewhere between session four and the worst week of his life, I stopped being the girl on his paperwork and became the person he called first.
The arrangement had rules. I had an exit strategy. I was supposed to walk away clean.

Then he said my name in a parking lot like it meant everything he hadn't found the words for yet. And I understood that I had not been performing for weeks.

I had just been... there. Fully. Without the contract.

The fake part ended a long time ago. I am the only one who knows that.

For now.

In the vibrant city of Cape Town, South Africa, Aisha and Khalil's lives intersect in a whirlwind of passion and possibility. Aisha, a talented winemaker, is haunted by a painful past and struggles to keep her family's winery afloat. Khalil, a captivating artist, is exploring the streets of Bo-Kaap for inspiration, while hiding his own troubled history as a refugee.

As they meet at a wine tasting in the Cape Winelands, their connection is instant and undeniable. But secrets and fears threaten to derail their budding relationship. Aisha's family pressures her to focus on the winery, while Khalil's nightmares escalate, rooted in his traumatic journey to South Africa.

As they navigate the stunning landscapes of Cape Town, from Table Mountain to the V&A Waterfront, Aisha and Khalil confront their demons and learn to trust each other. When a devastating fire threatens Aisha's winery, Khalil rushes to support her, confronting his fears to save their bond.

"Cape of Dreams" is a romantic tale of love, redemption, and vulnerability. Aisha and Khalil's journey is a testament to the power of love to heal wounds, overcome fears, and create a brighter future. Their story is a captivating blend of South African culture, wine, art, and the beauty of the human heart.

When graduate student Nina locked eyes with a stranger in a Ljubljana café, she thought it was chance.
It wasn’t.
Adrian had been watching her for months—first as a shadow, then as a savior, and finally as the man sent to decide whether she lived or disappeared.
He was supposed to erase her.
Instead, he fell in love.
Now they’re bound by a network built on secrets, code, and blood. From the streets of Vienna to the coast of Trieste, every step drags them deeper into a system that turns people into assets and love into a liability.
Nina was never meant to know what she was—a name hidden in an algorithm, a dormant asset waiting to be activated. Adrian was never meant to defy his orders. Together, they’ve broken the rules of a world that doesn’t forgive mistakes.
As enemies close in, and truth unravels faster than they can run, Nina must face the hardest question of all:
Can you love the man who was sent to destroy you—
or will the past he tried to bury take them both down?
A dark romance of obsession, betrayal, and the dangerous kind of love that rewrites every rule.

Sohla Kim has everything you could want in life. Born rich and smart, to a family that has status, money, and power, while dominating the investment world. A pre-set betrothment to her childhood best friend, Jyeon Park. The handsome, equally wealthy, and smart, future heir of OLO, their joint family company. An unbreakable bond between two families, a future that looks bright and rosy.
Only the perfect picture is only that, and ten years on, alone, holding her head above water, in a loveless marriage laced with tragedy, her entire world is turned upside down. Everything she thought she had and knew comes crashing down one fateful night.
New waters, new faces, and a denial of the past will bring her back full circle to really question everything she was born for.
Was it always about money? Was she always a tool to elevate Jyeon to higher levels? Did none of them really love her?

He called me his princess and he promised me a ring, our life together was going to be Epic but when I turned 18 and my wolf cried "Mate", He rejected me and claimed another girl in front of my eyes before he disappeared from my life, until……one night he caught me in that nightclub, I couldn't believe it was him but I was sure it was him but then he pinned me to the wall and whispered through gritted teeth. "I don't know you, and certainly do not love you. You have got the wrong man. But I don't mind having you for tonight's appetite."

I was a scholarship student with thirty extra pounds. Del Ashford had two hundred thousand followers and her family's supplement brand on every wall of the athletic center. First week of school, she decided we were going to be best friends.
She said she wanted to help me get in shape. What that actually looked like: I carried her product shipments up three flights of stairs, drafted her emails, and picked up her lunch from the place across campus that didn't deliver.
My roommates started calling me her errand girl behind my back. I let them.
She also introduced me to Beckett Hale. After that, things went the way they went.
She knocked my protein shake over and said I'd burned her. She planted her limited-edition earphones in my bag and told everyone I'd stolen them. The school opened a conduct review. My roommates stopped talking to me.

Beckett said I was the kind of girl who got a little attention and started thinking she deserved more of it.
I couldn't prove any of it. By spring, I was gone.
Some people just aren't built for this, Wren. You know that, right?
Del hadn't even been looking at me when she said it.
Then I opened my eyes and I was back at the party. The night she introduced me to Beckett.

In my past life, when the apocalypse hit, I relied on my training as an ex-Special Forces soldier to escort a group of arrogant corporate executives safely to a military base, fighting tooth and nail the entire way.

Yet, just to steal the vital supplies I had risked my life to gather and trade them for special privileges, they locked me out of the escape route the moment a zombie horde closed in.

When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn. It was the third day of our office building being surrounded by the undead.

A military rescue armored vehicle was waiting right downstairs. However, these corporate "elites" merely sneered in disgust. Still clinging to their superiority, they arrogantly demanded to stay on the 36th floor to wait for a supposedly incoming "private helicopter to a tropical island"—a rescue that I knew didn't exist.

In my previous life, I had practically begged and dragged them onto that rescue vehicle, a decision that ultimately got me killed.

This time, I just let out a cold laugh, grabbed my backpack, and boarded the armored vehicle without a single backward glance.

The building's backup generators were about to die, and the ground-floor electronic doors were on the verge of failing. Without my protection, trapped on the top floor by tens of thousands of ravenous zombies... I can't wait to see how many days these big shots manage to survive this apocalypse!

Three years ago, on their way to attend my graduation art exhibition, the cruise ship carrying my fiancé and my family caught fire.

Over the past three years, I downed sleeping pills countless times, desperately wanting to follow them into the afterlife. Every single time, my adopted sister, Serena, saved me, crying hysterically as she shoved her fingers down my throat to make me throw up.

"They are already gone! Harper, you can't keep living in the past. You have to live on for their sake!"

After fainting from yet another high fever and being rushed to the hospital, I was diagnosed with terminal leukemia.

The doctor said I had a month left, at most.

I refused their advice to find a bone marrow match. Clutching my family's belongings, I decided to go back to our old estate in the suburbs for one last look.

While I was walking in a daze, a little boy running wildly crashed hard into my legs.

A male voice that had haunted my dreams for years rang out from behind me. "Alistair, if you keep running off, what will you do if Mommy and Daddy don't want you anymore?"

In an instant, it felt like I had been plunged into freezing water. I froze in place.

As the zombie with half its face rotten lunged at my throat, an utterly absurd thought popped into my head. Instinctively, I raised the supermarket barcode scanner in my hand and aimed it at its face.

"Beep—Target: Level 1 Mutant Infected Person. Estimated Recovery Value: Equivalent to half a bottle of mineral water."

Who would have thought that in this cannibalistic apocalypse, these bloodthirsty monsters who feel no pain and only know how to kill could actually be forcibly converted into cash by the system?!

From that day on, I completely trampled the laws of this broken world under my feet.

While others were killing each other in the ruins for half a piece of moldy bread, I was comfortably sitting in my "Red Lion" supermarket, doing big business with a zombie whose head I had smashed in half.

Two bags of flour, I traded for a box of antibiotics; three boxes of sausages, and it led a zombie squad to the police station to empty my armory. As long as I can afford it, these tireless monsters are my most loyal laborers.

A vicious thug drove a bulldozer and smashed through my wall, threatening to chop up the men and take the women away. I didn't even draw my gun; I just yelled at the door, "Kill these scumbags, and all twenty kilograms of bacon are yours!" The next second, an army of zombies burst through the window and tore the thugs to pieces in an instant.

The arrogant leader of the survivor base, driving five hundred refugees to act as human shields, attempted to use moral blackmail to force me to hand over supplies? I sneered and sounded the air raid siren, awakening the horde of zombies throughout the city. I sat in front of the monitor, sipping hot tea, watching her, who was once so invincible, be completely swallowed by the monsters, as if watching a play.

Trying to take over my territory? First, ask my paid zombie bodyguards outside if they'll allow it!

Through a crazy "equivalent exchange" strategy, I transformed a run-down supermarket into an impregnable steel fortress that even regular troops couldn't break into.

Until that day, the military defenses completely collapsed. Seven four-meter-tall, city-destroying "tyrants" led a super horde of 150,000 zombies to the city's gates! With only sixty seconds left on the countdown to the tactical nuclear missile, the arrogant military commander, his eyes red with tears, begged me to intervene and save the city.

I was trapped underground by seven tyrants, chewing on the last piece of chocolate my zombie underling had left me before he died, and pressed the system's "Ultimate Equivalence".

The system asked me if I was willing to trade my life for absolute control over 150,000 mutants in the entire city.

I smiled and said, "Deal."

When the white light of the nuclear explosion dissipated, and the entire city was reduced to ruins, everyone assumed I was gone without a trace. But I, leaning against the intact rooftop of the fortress, looked down at the tyrant who humbly submitted to me, my eyes gleaming with a dark golden light.

In this lawless hell, my rules are the only ironclad law!

The apocalypse has arrived, and zombies roam freely.
In my previous life, out of consideration for brotherhood, I handed over the shares and experimental notes left by my father.
In return, he was sent to a live dissection table by his own younger brother and died in endless pain.
Reborn, I coldly watched as Mark exchanged five million in cash for that pile of "worthless paper".
He thought that by stealing virus samples and injecting genetic serum, he could dominate the apocalypse.
Little did they know, the real secret lay hidden in their father's watch—
Activating it requires "the most important thing".
In this life, I will no longer be soft-hearted.
I will make the traitors pay for their crimes in blood.

The apocalypse has arrived, but I am merely the villainous master in a doomsday novel.

The mission given to me by the system is to humiliate my kind-hearted fiancée, Avery.

Looking at the only dry rations left before us, I stomped them into pieces right in front of all the wasteland refugees, grinding them into the muddy ice and snow with the sole of my shoe, and commanded condescendingly:

"Bitch, lick it clean."

Instead of running away, she trembled and knelt before me submissively, lifting her head with a look of near-morbid attachment burning in her eyes.

Wait a minute, didn't the original script say she would become my mortal enemy?

Why is she kissing me?

They were the city’s perfect couple until the cameras caught their perfect breakup.

After three years of a loveless marriage to a billionaire CEO, George Robert, Lea finally files for divorce. The media named her “the woman who tamed the Ice King.”
They have no idea she’s the one who melted first and got burned.

The ink on their divorce papers is barely dry when fate brings them together again. A scandal. A contract. A second chance neither of them asked for.

Their love had died long before the divorce, or so she believed. But when a scandal threatens both their companies, she finds herself back in his world, bound by a new contract, a fake remarriage to save their reputations.
This time, she has secrets, one that could destroy him, and another that could save them both.

He says it's just business.
She says it's just revenge.
But the truth? Neither of them stopped longing for the other.

Sometimes, the real love story doesn’t begin with “I DO.”
It begins the moment you say "GOODBYE".

For five years of secret marriage to Sebastian Hawthorne—one of New York's most powerful attorneys—he still refused to let our son Quinn call him "Daddy" in public.
At the firm, I was his on-call senior associate, the invisible workhorse cleaning up his messes and handling his impossible cases. At home, I was the single mother who stopped waiting up for a husband who never came home for dinner.
Everyone knew the new intern, Delilah Vance, was his favorite—a federal judge's daughter, his hand-picked "rising star."
I used to believe that if I worked hard enough, if Quinn behaved perfectly, the heart beneath all that arrogance would eventually soften.
Until that rainy night when he threw his wife of five years and their son out of their own home to comfort Delilah over some fabricated stalker scare.
And while Quinn collapsed in my arms, gasping through a severe allergic reaction, Sebastian was raising champagne with that woman at an impossible-to-book French restaurant, celebrating her win in a pointless mock trial.
Watching my son's pale face and the hope slowly dying in his eyes, five years of one-sided devotion finally reached its verdict.
The case is closed, Sebastian. I'm done.

"What's wrong?" I asked, pulling my silk robe tight.

Theron's voice remained controlled and cold. "You are not the biological daughter of the Reed family, and they've found their real daughter."

My face drained of color. I had planned to explain everything upon his return, but Victoria had beaten me to it.

"What do you intend to do about our marriage?" I forced myself to ask directly.

"Marriage for me is a procedure, regardless of who it's with." With that, he picked up his briefcase and left.

_

Six years ago, Leila's fake heiress identity was exposed. Theron ruthlessly divorced her, and she was framed for attempted murder. Only after the divorce did she discover she was carrying his child. Blacklisted and desperate, she survived in a basement until her real family found her—she was the lost princess of Chicago's powerful Randall Family.

She gave birth to precious twins, but was told her baby boy didn't survive, leaving only her beloved daughter. What she didn't know was that destiny had other plans.

Six years later, a business venture brought her back to San Francisco, where she faced her cold ex-husband—who had a five-year-old son. Even more twisted - he was now her patient, completely at her mercy. Gone was his former arrogance; now he pursued her with desperate intensity. Could she ever forgive the man who destroyed her, or would she make him pay for the hell he put her through?

"Oops, I did it again. I played with your heart, got lost in the game.”

I close my eyes; I am enjoying the sun on my face and the wind in my hair.
The sound of my voice echoing across the fields. Then I open my eyes; I am scared out of my mind by someone standing over me.

"Where did you come from?! You should not creep up on people!"

"I can ask you the same thing, what the hell are you doing out here?" His eyes run over my body, and I can see amusement build in his smile. "I never thought I would see the day that I find a clearly lost woman in a wedding dress in the back seat of a car singing to Britney Spears."

Tyler Moore is the Sheriff of a small town far out from the city. With a body that is carved to perfection, this soft-spoken man should not be underestimated. Even though he is elegant and yet powerful, there is far more than lives underneath the façade that he brings.

Jenna Davis, a girl that decides to leave her husband at the altar, runs away to the small little town where Tyler lives. She gets stuck on the side of the road in nothing but an empty tank, a wedding dress, and singing to Britney Spears.

Tyler is the one that finds the poor damsel on the side of the road. Even though he finds her situation amusing, he is immediately captivated by her. She pushes him to his limits and brings the danger that he craves, that he desires.

The two soon send off on a whirlwind relationship, but there is one thing that Tyler refuses to give…his heart.

Will Jenna ultimately win his heart?

Detective Lana Seo wakes up in a stranger’s body with no memory of how she arrived there. Each day, she inhabits a different person’s life — some allies, some adversaries — all connected by a sinister conspiracy lurking beneath the city’s surface. Haunted by fractured memories of her true self and pursued by unseen enemies, Lana must navigate shifting identities and hidden truths to uncover the dangerous secret before she loses her own soul to the shadows. With every step, the line between friend and foe blurs, and the price of the truth may be her very existence.

Leo Vance dies for the hundredth time in the ruined world of 2047, his body torn apart by a powerful Chitter Alpha. For ten years he has survived in a nightmare where alien creatures called Chitters overrun Earth. Death has become familiar to him, but this time something unexpected happens. Instead of waking up days or weeks in the past like before, his consciousness is thrown ten full years back—to October 31st, 2037, the exact moment the mysterious event known as the Veilfall began.

Leo keeps the memories, experience, and survival instincts he gained from a decade of brutal fighting. However, his body is once again that of his younger self, weaker and untrained. While the world around him still looks normal, he knows that within hours society will collapse as dimensional rifts tear open the sky and release the first wave of Chitters.

This time, Leo discovers something strange. Any firearm he touches never runs out of ammunition. It is an impossible power in a world where survival usually depends on rare weapons and limited resources. The bullets may be infinite, but Leo’s stamina, sanity, and humanity are not.

As the Veil changes reality, a mysterious system appears. Humans can gain experience by killing Chitters, allowing them to Level Up and awaken abilities connected to something called Aether. Victories produce Treasure Orbs—glowing spheres that contain weapons, technique manuals, enhancement serums, and other powerful items.

Armed with his knowledge of the future and his strange infinite-ammo ability, Leo sets out to change the fate of humanity. He must survive the first days of chaos, guide key allies, and stop the disasters he once witnessed. But altering the timeline may demand terrible choices, and Leo must decide how much of his humanity he is willing to sacrifice to save the world.

I thought escaping my yandere ex-girlfriend was the hardest thing I’d ever do.
Then, the apocalypse began.
For six grueling months, I slaved away in a survivor shelter, doing everything to survive.
But gratitude doesn’t exist in the wasteland.
To secure rations, the shelter leaders decided to betray me, trading me away like cattle to a rival superpower base.
As I was dragged out, leaving my old shelter to its inevitable doom, I braced myself for the worst at the new base.
But when I was brought before their ruthless, all-powerful leader, the blood in my veins ran cold.
Sitting on the throne was the very woman who used to drug me, cage me, and possess me.
My psycho ex.
And she’s been looking for me.

In my previous life, I was the wasteland's strongest berserker. After three years of fighting, I had more glory and battlefield honors than anyone else, and I was set to marry the daughter of the Alliance Commander. But on our wedding day, my so-called best friend drove a blade straight through my heart.
After I was reborn, he made his move first. He stole the Berserker Crystal for himself and left me with what everyone saw as a worthless Farmer Crystal.
My team humiliated me in public. The Alliance hunted me down. Everyone believed I was finished.
What he didn't know was this—
The Berserker path does nothing but burn through your lifespan until you become a mindless beast.
But the Farmer path can command every plant across the entire wasteland.
So while his hair turned white, his skin rotted away, and the woman he loved came to see him as nothing more than a living biohazard, I was deep beneath the Federation's underground base, growing the first green sprout the apocalypse had ever seen.
He didn't steal my destiny. What he stole was a one-way ticket to hell.

After the apocalypse began, my husband's female assistant stole my viral experiment data for the ninth time. I couldn't take it anymore and confronted her publicly.
My husband said I was just jealous of her, punished me by making me apologize to her in front of everyone, and demoted me.
Later, he sweet-talked me, promising compensation.
The next day, his true love showed up at the lab wearing his family heirloom necklace.
"François felt so bad about me being falsely accused yesterday that he gave me his family necklace."
"I heard this necklace is supposed to go to his wife. Oh, Andrea, you're not mad, are you?"
I just smiled. "Not mad at all. Trash belongs with trash—you two are perfect for each other."
François immediately snapped, "It's just a necklace. No need to be so nasty about it."
"Apologize to Caro right now, or I'll kick you out of the lab and divorce you!"
Watching François defend Caro, I didn't get angry at all.
Once I'm gone, his zombie virus research won't get anywhere.

"Leave me," she whispered in a heavy voice.

"Never, Gattina," he spoke huskily while moving his fingers along her thigh, which made her shiver.

"I..I...am..m...not..y..yours," she stuttered, enjoying the havoc created in her body by his calloused fingers.

Suddenly he wrapped his sexy digits against her swan-like beautiful neck and squeezed but not hard to hurt her, but enough to make her feel wet between her plump thighs.

"YOU ARE MINE, GATTINA. ONLY MINE. I WILL DESTROY WHOEVER WILL SNATCH YOU FROM ME. I WILL MAKE HIS LIFE HELL. I WILL BURN HIM ALIVE IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES. " HE shouted in a dominating tone.

She closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure in her body from his dominance, and let out a husky sigh.

His eyes darkened in desire, " FUCK IT."

He smashed his lips against her and sucked the hell out of her pink petals. He was sucking and biting her, letting out his frustration on her beautiful lips...

After my parents passed away, I regarded the Carter family as my last blood relatives and Jessica as the light for the rest of my life. Until that day, Dafu, who was sitting next to me on the sofa, suddenly looked up and his voice hit me directly in the head.
It said that Jessica holding Brad's arm was a ploy to force me to sell my house. It said that my parents' insurance money had long been "borrowed" away by Carter time and time again. It said that in thirty days, extreme cold would arrive, with temperatures dropping to minus eighty degrees Celsius, turning the world into hell.
Memories of my past life were also poured in by Dafu—they broke my legs and threw me outside, where I froze into an ice sculpture in a blizzard.
Dafu rushed to save me, but Brad pinned him to the snow, skinned him, made a fire, and ate him.
I silently pulled out the Glock 19 my father had left me and chambered a round.
Click.
In this life, I won't listen to people anymore; I'll listen to dogs.

He was kissing me taking my attention away from the pain in my pussy and then he started to move slowly and the pain was disappearing. It was getting nicer and nicer so nice I started to move my hips as he was moving on top of me. He bend down while moving in and out of me and took one nipple in his mouth. I could feel myself getting wet around him that just made him move faster in me. “Fuck angel you are so wet.”


When lover found their way back. I was pregnant 12 years ago but I vanished from is life. As my daughter grows and resembles him more, my longing deepens now at a gala, I unexpectedly see him again now a charming CEO.
I loved Nicolas with all my heart for years while we where in Uni but one night I got pregnant the only night we didn't use any protection. I had to run away from him he had a bright future ahead of him he had a business he was groomed to do since he was a child I couldn't get in the way of that I couldn't destroy his hope and dreams like the pregnancy will destroy mine so I had to run and I had to run where he wouldn't look for me. 12 years later I'm a nurse which was not my dream at all but it put food on the table and that is what was important. One of my colleagues gave me tickets to go to a Christmas Ball and who do I run into, the love of my life the man I ran away from the man who my daughter looks like and on his arm was off course the most beautiful model. Since I've left him I made sure to follow him on social media and the papers obviously I used a other name on social media and he always had a model on his arm always. The thing is not one of them looked like me which made me realized he was over me. Seeing him in real life and not just on my phone or in the papers ripped my heart right out of my chest especially with the model by his side.

To save my girlfriend, I crippled my right leg, reducing myself to the lowest scum in the shelter for anyone to trample on.

In return, I watched her nestle in the leader’s arms, using perfume in disgust to mask her nausea at my festering wound. To prove her loyalty to her new lover, she coldly looked down at me and pressed the release switch, plunging my broken body into a waste pit dozens of meters deep.

Waiting below were thousands of pale, starving skeletal claws.

They thought they had simply discarded an eyesore, free to continue their comfortable lives up in the high tower. Little did they know, the Dark-Gold tier virus dormant within my ruined leg finally awakened, triggered by the scent of fresh blood.

When the endless zombie horde fell to their knees at my feet, letting out whimpers of absolute submission, I knew—it was time for me to rewrite the rules of survival in this wasteland.

Running away from the dark past of her life, Sofia McCommer is determined to start new and prove her worth to her family by joining her family business that's close to bankruptcy.

Scorched by life, Adrian T Larsen, the powerful business magnet has become a man no one wanted to cross paths with. With only darkness filled in his dead heart, he doesn't know what kindness is, and has an intense hatred for the word: love.

And then comes the game.

A game of ignoring the cold-hearted playboy Sofia plays with her friends at a Saturday night club. The rules were simple: Ignore the billionaire, hurt his ego and get out. But little did she know that getting out of the paws of an injured tiger wasn't an easy thing to do. Especially when the infamous businessman, Adrian Larsen's male ego was at stake here.

Bound by fate when their paths clash with each other more than Sofia ever expected, when the powerful billionaire barges into her life, sparks and desire start to test her resistance. But she has to push him away and keep her heart locked to keep both of them safe from the dangerous shadows of her past. The dark past that always lurked around.

But can she do that when the devil has already set his eyes on her? She has played a game, and now she has to face the consequences.

Because when a predator is teased, it's supposed to chase...

After trying so many jobs, Syanja finally made her decision. She started to write novels and decided to be a novelist. One day, she got an offer from a big company. It is the best company all around the world for authors, She accepted the offer to move away from her hometown. All she wants was to be successful.

One day the CEO's younger son Jeong Jung-Hoon saw her helping someone. He was amazed by her actions and beauty and slowly his feelings started building up for her.
His friends and brothers helped him to chase her. After some meetings, they get close to each other and fall in love, but Syanja's ex Hyung-Shi comes back into her life. He started to meet her and tried to take her back to him. On the other hand, Jung-Hoon was busy with his work and hardly made time to spend with Syanja. They started to distance themselves. They are public figures and rumors started spreading for them to lose trust in each other.

They started to focus on their careers, but both of them didn't know what fate wanted. It wasn't the end of their love. They changed themselves, made their character strong, and met each other again, this time with more powerful souls, this time with no love but anger.
They made each other regret everything they did for each other.
They tried everything to make each other down but it's made them closer than before.

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Ava's ordinary life is changed when she Comes to the ultimate decision to Sell her Honor all so she could save her mother. Littl does she know the man she sold herself to was the ruthless, enigmatic Mafia Leader. A powerful man who operates in the shadows, and he claims Ava as his own, believing she was destined to be his.
Trapped in Dimitri's lavish Axton penthouse, Ava struggles against her captivity. She trieseverything short of killing herself But Dimitri's possessiveness is overwhelming, a mix of fierce protection and absolute control. His world is constantly under threat, a legacy shaped by his powerful father Antonio Andreas, who taught Dimitri that control is the only way to survive.
When ava gets Abducted, he was the one to rescue her but Ava was hesitant. between her and Ava, wants her freeedon and Dimitri is reluctant to let her go. Bending his rules, relenting an dgranting her some fredom does nothing it is short-lived. Ava, unwilling to live a life of gilded imprisonment, confronts Dimitri. In a shocking turn, despite his deep-seated need for control and his obsession. Dimitri makes the agonizing decision to set Ava free.
Little does Ava know that Dimitri lets her go just so he can keep her. The stroy Takes a new twist when a promising proposal is arranged for Dimitri by his father and Ava who faces problems after problems while Dimitri continues protecting her from the Shadows without her knowledge. Ava battles the internal war of her feelings for Dimitri.
This story explores the complex line between protection and imprisonment, and whether a love born from such dangerous circumstances can ever truly be free. It’s a tale of survival, power, and the ultimate test of can Dimitri have it all Power and weath including Ava.

Declan Voss has one semester to prove he belongs at Hartwell Arts Academy before the program drops him. Wren Calloway is the most followed student creator in the school's history and the last person who would ever give him the time of day. When a photo of them leaving the same party at the same time goes viral overnight, their school's online community explodes. Their drama teacher sees gold. So does the school's media club. Suddenly, Declan and Wren are the campus couple everyone is watching, performing staged livestreams, paired school segments, and very fake, almost-kisses for an audience of thousands. The problem is that Wren's mom just married Declan's dad. They are living in the same house. And performing a love story for the camera is a lot harder when the boy you are supposed to be faking it with is sleeping two doors down the hall and making you feel things the script never planned for.

I once willingly played the part of a caged bird, pampered by Henry for four years.
Only when I lost my wings and could no longer fly did I realize that when a man becomes heartless, he can't even remember who you are.
He turned around and became my brother-in-law.
I schemed to ruin his wedding.
Between him and me, there's an account that can never be settled, with love entangled in hate.
The greatest mistake of my life was falling in love with him, yet I have never regretted it.
I only ask the heavens:
Why does love not favor me, but favors him instead!

He died 49 times to earn one free life.
Now the man who cannot be killed is coming for the gods who played with his soul.
Six hidden labs. Six immortal brothers still in chains.
One war that will leave continents scarred and kings in ashes.
There are no more respawns.
Only revenge.