"And on our 9pm news, we will be covering the internet sensation that is Tyler Reign, the NHL's most decorated player to ever disappear without a trace..." Imagine my shock turning on my TV to the news channel, just to see my fiancé's face staring back at me. The man I knew as plain, quiet, wonderful David. Three years together. An engagement ring on my finger. And apparently, an entire life he forgot to mention.

Love is Sacrifice. ❝ I don't love you and I never will, because I love someone else ❞ Ian said to Alison, his brows touched together as he looked at his wife. ❝ Who is she?❞ Alison asked as calmly as she could trying her best to keep her demeanor straight, trying very hard not to break down in front the man she has loved her entire life. ❝ Ashley, your sister❞ Ian said, almost inaudibly. His heart racing, eyes swimming with guilt. He looked at the woman he married again when she didn't reply for a long while only to find her staring at him with a blank expression. Her eyes so hollow that it made a pang of ache go through his heart. ❝ I'll help you win her over ❞Alison replied after a long while of silence, her complete life was turned upside down in a matter of second. Who would've thought that she would be having this conversation with the man she love, the man she was married to. 'I'll help him do so till he have her in his arms. I will do it even if it means I have to sacrifice my love for him.' She thought to herself. *** Join the journey of Ian and Alison, filled with mystery and love. This is my first official book on wattpad so please excuse my typos. *** (1st Draft) Published: October 26th, 2016 Complete : December 31st, 2017 *** Copyright © Aastha Mishra 2016

We'd fallen for each other hard and fast and things were perfect. Until his ex showed up with Hudson's ten-month-old son. Hudson, afraid his ex would take off with his son, bent over backwards to accommodate her. He ignored my advice to get a paternity test and set some boundaries with her. He didn't, and she kept taking more and more of his time. He swore things would settle, but I overheard him with her on the phone one night and that was it for me. I was out of there.

"Bless me daddy, for I have sinned." Geoff Vasily was a sick and twisted man. He was depraved. I knew something was off about him the moment I saw his slicked golden hair and stony gray eyes. I used to live a cheap, albeit independent life supporting myself and my mother, despite my eighteen years of existence. The day he walked into the cafè, I knew the Devil had just walked into our lives. I told her not to take the card, but she didn't listen. Now, he doesn't even look at my mother. He's fixated on me. My stepfather. My doom. Warning : This book is an age-gap, taboo romance, with dubious consent. If anyone is sensitive to this, I advise you not to read it.

It's wrong. It's forbidden. It's taboo. The man I married loves another, but I'm even worse, because I want his father. Tiptoeing around the house just to be with him is sinful. But, I don't see anything wrong with that, because what we have is beautiful. _________________________________________ Charlotte is my greatest temptation, but she also just might be my salvation. She may be Sebastian's wife, but really, she was always meant to be mine.

Without being at fault, she suffered. She suffered through an incident because of someone else's mistake. For the sake of his daughter, he made her his assistant. He never expected her to become more than that. From being a stranger to him, to becoming his personal assistant, to becoming his replacement bride- was it planned, or was it just a coincidence? He never knew he would fall for her, but he did. He wanted to keep her to himself. And she was someone who never felt comfortable with anyone-except him. When the world got louder, he became the one she felt safe with.

#15 Dark Past on 11&12th April 2021 #42 friendship on 11th May 2021 *Monologue* "You ask to dance with me because you're jealous, seeing me dancing with Tessa" I remain silent. "Tell me" He breathed out. "Wh-what?" I stuttered, staring into his eyes. Ugh, this man didn't know how much his little actions are affecting me. "N-No, I just wanted to have a dance with you. I do owe you one" "Tell me that you're jealous" He leaned down. Our face were inches gap. His chest rising and his eyes looking down at mine. His lips were about to touch mine. I knew what he wanted and I wanted it as well. My heart thumped frantically against my chest. "Teo, what if I'm really jealous? Wh-" He pressed his lips against mine before I could finish. As soon as his lips met mine I felt a shock flow through my whole body. My heart pounded in my chest and my knees got weaker.

Highest Rank: #1 in Werewolf | A Featured Wattpad Novel Her mate didn't want her, so the Alpha King claimed her. WARNING: multiple chapters are PRIVATE, meaning you must be a follower to read. Book One of the Broken Crown Series <><> "Zion is a breath of fresh air amongst the midst of werewolf stories... With no doubt, a twisting element of surprise awaits us all." -sayonaratui "I wish I could erase my memory and read this over and over again" -Ivona1950 <><> WARNING: MATURE, SEXUAL ELEMENTS, LANGUAGE, & DARK ELEMENTS

Married by arrangement. Loved in silence. Talia Scott was never meant to be seen-only tolerated. Bound to a man who never loved her, she endured pain quietly... until secrets, betrayal, and an unexpected life force her to choose herself. A dark romance where silence hurts louder than words.

He wasn't just my best friend. He was my architect. Ela Miller is "clumsy." She's the girl who loses her keys, fails her bio-labs, and relies on her genius best friend, Liam Vance, to keep her world upright. When their parents leave them alone for a month during a record-breaking storm, Liam offers to teach her the "lessons" she's missed out on-how to kiss, how to touch, how to know a man. But as the rain pours, the "puppy-eyed" boy-next-door starts to slip. Every touch is too practiced. Every "accidental" encounter feels like a trap. And the security cameras in the house? They aren't for her protection. They're for his viewing. Ela thinks she's the teacher. She has no idea she's the prey. By the time the sun comes out, Liam doesn't just want her heart. He wants her name, her future, and every breath she takes. He's been planning this for twenty-one years. And he's tired of playing nice. He didn't become obsessed because he didn't understand love-he became obsessed because he thought he understood it too well. Growing up, he saw a kind of love that felt safe, constant, and complete, and somewhere along the way, he started believing that this was the only way life could feel whole. So when he met her, he didn't just see a person-he saw the possibility of recreating that same world. And slowly, without even realizing it, his love turned into something heavier... something that needed to hold on too tightly, just to feel secure. She wasn't unaware-she was just never taught to trust herself. Growing up, every decision was made for her, every mistake corrected, every thought quietly replaced by someone else's "better" way. So when he stepped in to guide her, it didn't feel like control... it felt familiar. He didn't take her independence away-she had never really learned to hold onto it in the first place. And when care starts to look like control, it becomes almost impossible to tell the difference.