My wife gave birth to a red-headed baby. Only problem is, no one in my family has red hair, and never has as far as we know, and no one in her family does either. So, I accused my wife of cheating on me right after she gave birth, demanded a DNA test before I'd believe the baby was mine and left her alone in her hospital room with the baby. It didn't take me long to realize my mistake. And then I had to win her back.

He was my Destined One. He hated me for my Zeta rank. She hated me, too, but not for my rank. Because I had something she wanted.

"As you exit through that doorway, you leave from my life as well," I declared while maintaining an unwavering gaze. Love had dissipated entirely, leaving behind a void where once cherished memories had resided. In their stead, a storm of anger, hatred, and disgust now raged. He regarded me with a disbelieving expression as if my words were too incredulous to fathom. "I'm sorry, please give me the opportunity to be a father to Dah-" "Leave!" I uttered in a dangerously subdued tone. He did not merit the title of father. In truth, he did not warrant existence at all. Do you know why? Because he had robbed me of everything: my innocence, my happiness, my education, my teenage years, and my family. Everything. He was a monstrous presence, and my daughter would never address him as 'daddy.' Allow me to introduce you to Tori Donovan, a 22-year-old woman who grapples with the challenge of providing her 4-year-old daughter with the best possible life. Her past has been fraught with hardship, yet she has admirably shielded her daughter, Dahlia, from its adverse effects, diligently assuming the roles of both mother and father. Now, let me acquaint you with Ian Weizmann, the man who impregnated Tori at the tender age of 18 and subsequently absconded from his responsibilities. He is affluent, remarkably handsome, and occupies the position of CEO at Weizmann Corporation. What transpires when he unexpectedly crosses paths with a four-year-old girl in a shopping mall who bears an uncanny resemblance to his high school sweetheart? Embark on a journey with Ian, Tori, and, most certainly, the enigmatic baby Dahlia.

Her : unfulfilled dream and a life changing encounter Him : a painful past and an unchanging future until the amazing yet fearful encounter ... a story about two different people with different lives meeting in their complicated world scarlet Kristof - a 22 year old , innocent yet strong, beautiful and kind, selfless and mature , she works two jobs to support her sickly grandmother who had raised her all of her life , her parents got divorced when she was four leaving her all alone Kristian knight - 26 years old , CEO of knight cooperation- he is regarded as the hottest male god in new York , but the only problem is that he is as cold as ice , if your a stranger he will ignore your presence , he is a ruthless ,cold, and sometimes a basterd CEO , but even this CEO has a weakness "his little boy" the 6 years old boy who doesn't even speak, so what happens when scarlet the sweet innocent yet strong girl saves his son from death ... story rankings: #1 in autism 29\9\2020 #1 in Prego 29\09\2021 #3 in strong wild 02\11\2020 #1 in cold 11\11\2020 #12 in romance 29\9\2021 #1 in smug 2\1\2021 #1 in billionaire 9\1\2021 #15 in love 04\10\2021 #2 in drama 29\09\2021 "copyrights disclaimer : warning evrything in this story is mine ( not included : picture and music ) please don't use with out permission and do not steal , thank you

"Name" He barked still not bothering to even look at me. "Delilah" I whispered. Why am I whispering? I could feel the nervousness flooding over me like a wave. "Name" He stated again "Delilah" I said with more confidence "Delilah what? Did your parents not give you a last name or are you incapable of answering my question to its full capacity" Delilah Suren was a young girl living in the dumps of Chicago. She never had life easy and she didn't expect it to to be easy. Enter Ian McKinley. Cold. Hard. Rude. These two are complete opposites and mix them together you have a toxic combination. Ian is used to getting what he wants when he wants. He is after all Mr. CEO.

An alpha so violent he lost both his first and second chance mate because they couldn't handle him. His first mate ran away out of fear while the second mate rejected him coldly. Now desperate for someone to love and change Theo for the better his father Christian comes up with a plan to find the perfect mate to be Theo's Luna. However, Christian is not the only with a plan to help Theo. Kendall, the beta and best friend to Alpha Theo will stop at nothing to help his best friend since the moon goddess has failed in giving Theo the wrong mates. But who's to say his mate has to be another she-wolf.

Edited and polished version published!!! Kindle link https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DFQ7W8JF When Cari can no longer contain the pain of her mate being with someone else her pack falls apart. For ten years Carissa Mason has had to endure the pain of feeling her mate making love to another each night. Her soul is broken but an alpha command keeps her from leaving the pack and another from telling anyone who her mate is. Her mate is none other than the second alpha, the current Alpha's grandson and someday pack Alpha. No one knows but her mate, his grandfather and her own grandparents who all made sure she wouldn't Be the second luna. Or so she thought. "If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you're very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to Wattpad @jtoughkat. Thank you."

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN