They say that true human growth in humans is not their size or shape but their characters. I think that Helen Keller put it quaintly when she said "character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved." Truer words have never been spoken. Once upon a time I was an easy going child, immature and naïve and head over heels in love with a man. I gave him my all in gentleness and character. Then my trial began, I was thrown out, sabotaged and humiliated. That was but five years to this day. Now I have developed MY character through the suffering and trial. I am a new person. The line between virtue and vice is unclear to me and quite frankly makes little to no difference to me. Now I have to return to the place and to the people that wounded me, traumatized, took everything from me. Then killed me. I have no choice but to return. However I will say this: To you Zach, to you his family and friends, I have but one thing to say: You have been weighed. You have been measured. And you have absolutely. Absolutely been found wanting. Welcome to the new world. MY world. God save you, if it is right that he should do so. Authors Note. Each chapter will be a theme about a virtue or vice, like, mercy, anger, rage and forgiveness.

He didn't cheat. He didn't leave. He just gave everything away Becca thought her marriage was solid until she discovered her husband had secretly given away everything they had built together. She doesn't just lose money-she loses trust, security... and the future she fought for. Now Sam wants to make it right, to fix it. But Becca isn't sure she wants to be the woman who forgives him. And this time... love might not be enough to fix what he burned.

Alessia had rules. She didn't do drama, didn't take nonsense from any man. Until him. For Cassian, she broke every one. A cliché, impossible mother in law? She handled it. Missed dinners because of work? She served herself double and waited anyway. Too tired to spend time together? She embraced the quiet hours alone. She forgot her limits, abandoned her rules. All for him. Until her. The one rule she couldn't break, the limit she couldn't cross. She saw him with her. Broken, she left and whispered a wish she never thought would come true: that she had never met him. The wish was granted. Alessia woke up and didn't remember him. But now Cassian is the one waiting. Running against time to be near her. Chasing every moment, following every rule, just so she might remember him again. And if she can't... Can he remember it all for both of them? © IcecreamSundae5. All rights reserved.

"The Stripper and the Mob Boss" ❦ A sickness of Anastasia's sister leads her towards a huge debt. When her friend comes to her with a solution that would make her go from rags to riches, Anastasia immediately accepts even if that meant stripping. Everything was running smoothly until she was met with the scary notorious mafia leader, Valentino Romano. Valentino was a man with no emotion, but when he was met with Anastasia, he knew that he wanted the blonde gorgeous stripper---at no matter what costs. ❦ "You're not allowed to touch me. It's against Mr. Romano's rules," she said, her back towards him. Her long legs were on full display with her high black heels only making them appear longer. "You must be new. What's your name?" He chuckled out, licking his lips. Valentino grabbed her hips, turning her towards him as his eyes settled on her breasts. Slowly, his eyes trailed up to meet her eyes. "Anastasia. Who are you?" she asked, fear clear in her eyes as she stared. He smirked. "Mr. Romano. Now, open your legs."

He took a step closer, lowering his voice just enough for her to hear. "Then name your price, Miss Rawal." The air between them turned razor-sharp. Everyone waited - stunned, breathless - for Arisha's reply. Her lips curved, not in amusement but in challenge. "Your whole worth," she said slowly, "is not even close to my price." ______________________________________ "Possession isn't optional... it's destiny." He is the King of Rajasthan-powerful, feared, and untouchable. She is the girl no one ever noticed... until fate threw them together. In a world of royal expectations, family secrets, and dangerous rivals, their hearts collide, igniting a passion neither expected. But can love survive when every glance, every decision, and every secret is under scrutiny? Will Arisha win the king's heart... or will the shadows of the past tear them apart before their story even begins?

" 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞'𝐬 𝐩𝐢𝐧, 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐢 " ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ ★ 𝗬𝘂𝗴𝗮𝗻𝘁 ᥫ᭡ 𝗥𝘂𝗵𝗶 ★ ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ Start : 04/Jan/2023 end : 16/June/2023

"𝗪𝗲𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗵𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀, 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲, 𝗕𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗼𝘆𝗮𝗹𝘁𝘆,𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻, 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁." ------------ Love series #1 --- India is known for its grand and lavish weddings-where every family dreams of making the day unforgettable. But this isn't just any wedding. This is a royal affair, uniting two powerful dynasties-one rooted in ancient legacy, the other built from the ground up through sheer determination. It was meant to be the wedding of the century. But what happens when one of the most crucial people in the ceremony fails to show up? Whispers began to float through the opulent hall. Eyes turned toward the figure sitting alone-confused, abandoned, and judged. The air thickened with gossip, and honor was at stake. To protect their pride, to silence society's tongue, they made a decision. A replacement was found. A replacement to uphold reputation... A replacement to protect dignity... A replacement for love? .................

She is the heir to an empire built on silence and blood but she didn't inherit her father's throne out of sentiment. She earned it. Boardrooms bend. Rivals vanish. Men who underestimate her don't get second chances they get erased. She is beautiful the way a loaded weapon is beautiful: polished, precise, lethal. They call her a monster. She never corrects them. Aiden was never meant to protect her from danger. He was meant to protect the world from her. He's seen the version of Gabrielle that doesn't hesitate the one who smiles before she destroys you, who answers betrayal with extinction. He knows exactly what she is. And he loves her anyway. That's the problem. She doesn't believe someone like him could ever love something like her. And he's certain she would never choose someone like him a bodyguard, an orphan, a man born outside the crown. So they circle each other. Almost confessing. Always retreating. Because love is weakness and weakness is the one thing Gabrielle has never allowed herself to be. But when betrayal strikes and someone dares to aim for her throne, Aiden stops pretending he's just a guard. He will burn the world to keep what is his. Bleed for her. Kill for her. Die for her. And Gabrielle? She has never planned on letting him die. Because the monster may not love gently But once she chooses... She never lets go.

(completed) Some forevers don't end. They break you until nothing is left. Esther's forever did not shatter in an instant-it decayed. She watched cancer eat away at her husband until there was nothing left of the man she once loved. She held her child through endless nights of mourning, only to lose them too when grief proved heavier than life itself. Esther buried her world in two graves. After that, she moved through life like a shadow breathing out of habit, smiling out of obligation, existing without ever living. She told herself they were gone. She told herself forever was finished. But grief is merciless. It lies. And some husbands are never truly dead. Alaric's forever ended in fire and blood. His wife. His child. His soul. For ten years he hunted the men who stole them, drowning his hands in vengeance until the last body fell. But vengeance leaves only silence. It cannot fill an empty heart. It cannot bring back the dead. When Esther and Alaric's paths cross, it is not love. It is grief recognizing grief two souls carved open by loss, clinging to each other not out of hope, but because they have nothing else. Yet even in ruin, the past waits. And when it rises, Esther will face the cruelest truth: What she mourned was never gone. And what comes back is no longer hers.

(completed) She trusted her with everything-her secrets, her heart, and even her marriage. Delilah never thought betrayal could wear a familiar face. She and Elena have been best friends since they were seven. They've been through everything-school dances, breakups, heartbreak, college, adulthood. Elena was always there. Her constant. Her comfort. Her family. So when Destiny got married, there was no question who would stand by her side. Elena was her maid of honor, holding her bouquet with shaking hands and tearful eyes. What Delilah didn't know was that Elena had already slept with the groom. And she never stopped. For two years, Elena's been sharing her husband. And Delilah, completely unaware, confides in her like always-crying to her about how distant he's become, how cold his touch feels, how something just doesn't feel right. Elena listens patiently, holds her while she cries, and then goes back to the man Delilah calls hers. Every fear Delilah shares is another secret Elena carries straight into his arms. And to twist the knife even deeper, Elena spins her own fantasy. She gushes about a secret lover-a man who spoils her, buys her expensive gifts, and makes her feel like she's finally found the love she's always wanted. Delilah cheers her on. Laughs with her. Supports her. She never suspects the truth. She never thinks to look that close. Because who would ever suspect their best friend? This isn't just infidelity. This is heartbreak in disguise. And by the time Delilah learns the truth.. There may be nothing left of the life she built. "She calls it devotion, he calls it mistake, her friend calls it nothing but all three take. If the crime is shared and the truth is gone, who is the villain when everyone is wrong?"