Jaeyi Kang was used to getting what she wanted. Front-row concert tickets? Done. Reservations at a booked-out rooftop restaurant? Please. A new designer bag dropping in Paris before it even hit Seoul? Already in her closet. But none of that helped when it came to Seulgi Han. Seulgi, with her thrifted hoodies, beat-up sneakers, and zero interest in people like Jaeyi-the loud, bratty, rich-girl types. She worked part-time at the library, part-time at a bakery, and maybe full-time avoiding eye contact with Jaeyi since the first time she slid into the seat beside her in econ. "You always sit here?" Jaeyi asked, plopping her oat latte on the desk with too much flair. "I sit wherever you're not," Seulgi replied without looking up from her textbook. Rude. Intriguing. Jaeyi leaned in, chin resting in her palm. "That's a lie. I've been here three days in a row and you haven't moved once." "That's because I'm trying to graduate, not flirt." "Oh," Jaeyi said, pretending to be wounded. "So you have noticed me." Seulgi finally glanced at her, eyebrow raised. "You talk at full volume and smell like three different perfumes. A blind man in another country could notice you." And just like that, Jaeyi smiled. This was going to be fun.

Best Psychiatrist, Doctor Annabelle got a call on Christmas from a friend telling her that as a Christmas favor he wanted her to take in a new patient and help the girl, personally "you have to accept that something is wrong before you try to fix it" i say in a soft voice "i don't need to be fixed. I'm perfectly fine" "if you are perfectly fine then why are your nails digging into my flesh drawing blood" "I do not need your help. Not in that sense but you can fuck the depression out of me Doctor Annabelle"

She decided to do the world a favor and kept to herself ever since she was turned into a demon. Always alone. Others would try to tempt her out of the dark, but for selfish reasons. She refused to join territory wars or vampiric empires. She would submit to no one when alive. Why would she submit to anyone after death? Their petty wars and power grabs were beneath her. None of it concerned her. But she found her thoughts changed after finding others of her kind willing to give her love and compassion. She found she was willing to set the world ablaze if asked by them. Well, if a certain blonde beauty asked anyways. Twilight Fanfic. GxG OC x Rosalie Hale

Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...

Abigail Carter a 18 year old juggles parenthood and school. After her sister died her world came crashing down. Now having custody of her niece, she tries to have a seemingly normal life. Elena Rose 23 years old just moved back home for a fresh start. Starting her new job at the high school. ~ Loving Angel ~ Heart Keeper {Sequel} ~ I'm No Angel {Trilogy} ~ Ember's Flame {Quadrilogy}

Ramona Valentine is 26 years old, single, beautiful, powerful, and looking for her Beloved. Which is tricky, considering her status as Queen of the Vampires makes her a constant recipient of requests for courtship and marriage among the vampire elite. All of them trying to tempt her with prospective money and status, by claiming their relationship would be beneficial for everyone in her royal coven. But she's having none of it. She wants the Beloved chosen for her by the Goddess, and no one else will do. Especially considering she knows damn well that her mate is human...and female.

Their love was once promised to last a lifetime, but everything shattered when Charlotte was forced to let Engfa go for the sake of a CEO position that cost her more than she ever imagined. Three years of happiness ended in tears, leaving behind a wound that seemed impossible to heal. Five years later, fate brings them together once more. A single glance rekindles memories and feelings they thought had long since faded. But the question remains - does their love still beat within their hearts, or has time turned it into nothing more than a memory that can never be revived?

Bianca's father died after she finished her national service, and it was quite difficult for her as she had to take on the responsibilities of taking care of her sick mother and siblings. At that time, before the death of her father, who was the breadwinner of the family and responsible for taking care of his sick wife and family. But when her father died, the weight was so heavy on her that she didn't have a job or money to sustain herself and her family, or even to pay for and perform all necessary burial rites. Oyinola Adebayo, who is Bianca's friend and whose parents are wealthy, assisted in taking care of her father's burial rites and Bianca's mother's hospital bills. Bianca, a God-fearing Christian, applied to several companies but got rejected despite being a first-class graduate of business administration. Heavily saddened by the rejections from companies she had applied to, she began working in a local restaurant in order to provide for her family and pay her mother's hospital bills. One day, after work at night, Bianca found a lady who was stranded and soaked in the rain. Feeling sad and bad about once being in her shoes, helped her and spent her last penny on her, ordered a cab, and took her to her home. This is not the end; find out how the story unfolds, and please remember all that is written here, are both fictional and my own personal work. No plagiarism is allowed here, and anything found wouldn't be tolerated. Do not forget to like, share, comment, and vote for this book, and thank you as you do so.