In the quiet corners of her mind, echoes of laughter once danced like sunlight .The girl, once vibrant and full of dreams, had become a mere specter of herself, haunted by the memories of a life that felt like a distant dream. Each scar on her skin told a story of battles fought and lost, a testament to the hell she had endured.The tears that fell were not just for the pain she had suffered but for the girl she used to be. After being sent away at the mere age of 6 , Aleksandra Vasiliev , has lost all hope in life. From getting accused of trying to kill her own flesh and blood,her twin sister, Iavana Vasiliev, to being sent away to a boarding school.

Once there was a girl, daughter of an Alpha, who happened to face consequences of the things she had no control over. How? By being ostracized from her own kind. By being betrayed by her own family. By being rejected by her own soulmate who chooses her sister instead. And by being banished from the Kingdom. As she returns after years, she notices several changes. One of them being the demeanor of her mate.

Amelia Astoria, under an old pact with her grandfather and the Don of the Costra Nostra that runs New York City, agreed to marry Theodore Salvatore--the next mafia boss of the Salvatore clan, despite the high risk that comes with it, just to fulfill her grandfather's last wish. She never expected to fall in love with him, but even with his cold indifference, she still loved him deeply. But she knew that this love would just kill her softly. She couldn't continue living with this unrequited love that was slowly eating away her heart. She has to move on. She must let him go. She must lose him to love herself again.

Alice is happily married to her first love Gab for 5 years now. She can never be happier. She's leaving a real life fairytale like a dream but like every story and every dream it has its ending. Is she gonna have the happily ever after now that her husband's first love return?

'You didn't answer my question,' he asked, holding her gaze in his hypnotic ones. 'Wh... what question?' She was surprised at her own voice, it sounded like of someone else's. She wanted to ask him--which question, there were so many he had asked her tonight. Each one threatening in their own different ways to her sanity. Brandan smiled mysteriously. Not answering her, he instead said something else, 'Don't keep staring at me like that.' His voice was soft. Suddenly, she found herself in some other world. 'W.. why?' She stammered ridiculously. His lips slightly brushed against her, she closed her eyes in anticipation, under the spell of their lips connecting. Sparking were the electricity all over her skin. ''Cause....' He took a step back from her, leaving her cold and she was too lost to do something about it--like leaping closer to him and getting engulfed in the euphoric warmth once again. ''Cause, you will fall in love with me... ' He paused as growling deeply a set of thunders boomed above the skies. Cold wind made her hair dance around. He finally finished his sentence, 'Again.' Rain poured down upon her heavily as if the entire sky was about to break down over her, She opened her eyes against the cold water to see he had lef alreadyt, leaving her to drown into his words, completely. *** They say love's blind. Maybe that's why Emma loved Brandan despite all odds, more than she loved herself but only to find that it wasn't enough. When time and fate decided to be cruel to the utmost, she found herself broken in all the ways possible. Realizing that love wasn't enough, she picked up her ruined self and found a new beginning at the end. But fate had, apparently, some unexpected plans in store. Against all odds, they were meant to face one another once again. But this time, Brandan was a changed man and so was Emma. While one was burnt from the pain, another was burnt from the guilt. And then...

I've dreamed of the perfect marriage ever since I was a little girl: a marriage complete with a hardworking husband while I tended to the home and our children, preferably four little rugrats to call my own. I dreamed of a life filled with laughter, joy, and success, a life we built together. I dreamed of growing old next to my husband, creating a great love story to tell our grandchildren someday. It all seemed so possible. I was raised to be the perfect wife, after all. From the outside, it seemed I had exactly what I dreamed of with the rich, determined husband; the brilliant, gaudy diamond ring; and the beautiful home filled with the hope of future children. Yes, it was all a dream come true. I should have felt grateful, really. The problem is, I also wanted a marriage based on love, passion, and affection, but those are the only things my husband cannot give me . . . . . . because they're reserved for her. For readers: * I do my best to proofread before publishing, but some typos and errors will slip through. Feel free to point them out! * Comments, active engagement, and helpful critiques are welcomed. * Mean, unnecessary comments that attack me, personally, or other commenters will be ignored and deleted. It takes a lot of courage to publish your work and for others to actively engage in a community. I'd like to keep this a safe and fun place to rage at imperfect heroes and cheer for darling heroines! * I'm not a spicy writer. I rather use my word count for plot, character development, and GROVEL!!! * Most importantly, I hope you enjoy the little world I'm creating. Happy reading, everyone! ADS/Imaginationgirl35

The story of young girl being born by the rape of her mother and struck with her 4 brothers as her mom died giving birth to her. Being neglected and pleading for love for her brothers. She is now fed up. Now only 9 months to turn 18 she wants to move out early so asking permission from his eldest brother was the last thing she wanted to do. Join in her journey of her from being no one to becoming someone. Will her brothers let her go or make her stay? Read to find out!

******************************* UPDATING DAILY************************************************ "I need you, Calla!" Samuel whispered near my lips breathing heavily even before any kisses. He pushed me against the nearby wall his hands on my waist, his body pressing against mine. I tried to push him with my hands on his chest. My breathing became rugged due to his closeness. " Stay still, Ame." He whispered leaning near my ear. My thrashing subsided hearing that nickname. When he raised his head to look at my eyes, I saw him smirking. "Ho...w? How do you know? " I asked him fearing his answer. "Who doesn't know, baby?" He asked me mocking my feelings. I closed my eyes a lone tear spilling down my eyes. "Please, Samuel! Leave me." I spoke cracking not opening my eyes afraid he will see my vulnerability in them. "That's the problem. I can't afford to keep you, Calla. But, I am unable to leave you too. I don't know what to do anymore. Please give me a solution, Calla. Please, I beg You!" He shakes my shoulder making me open my eyes at his words. He took a step back upon seeing the mix of vulnerability, hurt, helplessness, pain, heartbreak, and an ocean of love in them. I took that an opportunity to leave before things go out of hand but not before saying his solution. " Forget that even a person called Calla existed, Ame. Because no amount of my love for you is enough for me to become a homewrecker. I will die before I can become that. Remember that." I looked at his eyes with nothing but truth while saying this. I left before he can stop me.

Athena Bolvard was happy. Married to the love of her life with her career in modeling peaking, she had everything she could have ever wanted. Life was at its best. It couldn't get any better than this. That is until she finds out her husband had been straying behind her back, with none other than her husband's first love. Alissa Myers. Heartbroken, Athena sets out to heal the hurt Alexander has inflicted on her. She never takes into account that along the way, she may just find another person to fill the void her husband left behind in the form of well-established artist, Ethan Haynes. * Ethan Haynes has never met anyone as timid yet fiercely determined as Athena -formerly Bolvard, currently Lorens, possibly future Haynes if he had any say about it- was. There was no other word for it. He was infatuated. Newly divorced, he understood it would be a long while before Athena even considers opening her heart to anyone again. But that's alright. He was fine with waiting. She was worth the wait. He was sure of it. All he knew was that he'd do everything in his power to ensure she won't be the one that got away.