Cara Westby: Strong, stubborn and utterly broken. Her past has rendered her hateful towards men and uneasy towards children. That is, until she meets her 'husband' and his cute little son. Dominic Adam: Hot, rich, arrogant and unfeeling. Girls were always a distraction for him until he met his so called wife he was supposed to divorce that day. One look and this Aphrodite was already in his heart. And cherry on top was that he had her as his wife. Would her go now? No, never.

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Sequel to Misty _______________ The wind stopped. The birds rested on the branches. The squirrels peeked out from behind the leaves. The forest turned silent, covering these two souls from the glare of the afternoon sun. He stared at her radiant face. "We are different," she said softly, guilt glinting in her eyes. "Very different from each other. Our worlds aren't same." "Moon Goddess never makes a wrong decision. The Mist that your pack has taught you about, is an illusion, my mate." He told her with a small smile on his face. "A trick of mind it is. When you stop believing in its presence, it wouldn't be there. You will be able to see everything clearly." She cupped his cheek, rubbing her thumb against the bristles. "I can see everything clearly, my mate. I see the border of enmity between two packs." The smile that showed the delight of meeting his mate, now displayed the fear of uncertainty. But the Alpha blood running in his veins kept him warm. Confidence spread upon his heart as the inner beast told him the universal truth. Furthermore, the touch of his mate would always fill him with high spirit. "There can never be a barrier between lovers." He said the ultimate truth to the divine beauty, looking in her mischievous eyes. Her eyebrows raised and rested back slowly. Raising her chin, she watched him leaning his face downwards slightly in curiosity. Consequently, she brought her mouth closer to his ear, whispering the answer for him and the silent audience present in this forest, favouring him. "But we are not lovers, my mate. We are enemies."

☀︎︎𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈☀︎︎ #3 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒎 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 #4 𝒊𝒏 𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒖 #4 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊 #12 𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒂 #20 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏 "Leave my hand, it's hurting."Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to get rid off of his deadly grip on her wrist. "Why? When he holds your hand you don't tell him to back off, Huh?" Tightening his grip on her, Murad seethed. The pain which he was causing her was intolerable, tears fell down from those hazel orbs on her pale cheeks as she wished for a certain pair of sea blue eyes to come and save her from this tormentor. "He is my husband! He has every right on me as I have on him." Hazaan yelled at him as anger started welling up in her body, slowly replacing the fear. "Oh, Accha. Now, he is your husband then who am I to you? Did you forget what we had.." the words got strangled in his throat and a loud noise took place in the room making a pin drop silence which shocked the daylights of Murad as he never expected the timid, extrovert and bubbly girl to strike him hard, across the face. "You were a mistake and you'll always be one! I was so blind in your trap which you called 'love' to not see a cold blooded brute." Hazaan gritted out the words not knowing what the outcome of her honesty would cost her. Fury and rage was all he felt towards her. He jerked off his grip on her and pushed Hazaan to the wall harshly, making her yelp as her head started throbbing in pain. Murad wrapped his fingers on her throat and pressed his fingers more firmly which caused her to squirm in his hold for the oxygen. His next words were not for which Hazaan was prepared for. "You are mine Hazaan! YOU.ARE.MINE. If I can't have you then no one can..." were the last words heard by her before everything went black.

Rose is only his. He was the one who bought her up. He was the one who killed to keep her safe, fed her, clothed her. He only loves her. Because he only feels only around her. Trigger Warning: This story contains content that may be distressing or triggering for some readers. Themes include, but are not limited to: Sexual content, Violence, Abuse (physical, emotional, and/or sexual), Mental illness, Self-harm, Suicide, Death. Please proceed with caution and take care of your mental and emotional well-being. If you feel that these topics might be upsetting or triggering for you, consider skipping this story or seeking support from a trusted friend, family member, or mental health professional. Important Note: This story does not intend to glamorize, advertise, or portray these acts as acceptable. Instead, it aims to raise awareness about the harsh realities that some individuals face. The purpose is to foster understanding and empathy for those who have experienced such trauma.

What was worse than being reincarnated as a villain of a story? Being reincarnated as the mother to the main love interest in an otome game. Not only did she became a mother right after she reincarnate, but she was also married to the most powerful man in the country who was famous for his tyrant ways of conquering other countries in only just two years of his ruling and by then he was only fifteen years old. "Hey! Hey! Why are you acting so different than the rumours? And why are you clinging to me? I'm not in love with you, okay? Heck, I don't even know your name! Go back to your one hundred concubines!" "But, wife, I don't need those ugly women. I only need you. Wife, how about having a daughter this time around?" Wife: ლ(ಠ益ಠ)ლ HIATUS Cover made by Madame_Pocky Editor: signora_mezzanotte

"Haath chorein mera(leave my hand)"i said wincing in pain. His smirk grew wider and now he held me by my shoulders and said "you don't have any choice noor,you were declared mine the first time i saw you.You have to say yes for this marriage.....or else"he pulled me closer. "O..r..r.r e..lelse" I stuttered "y..ou willll..k..ill m..ee"i asked with tears in my eyes. He laughed ,he pulled my chin up and said"i cant hurt you noor...if you say no to this marriage....your family will face the consequences " i gulped. He released me and said"Now get ready,beauticians will be here,our nikah is in 3hours"he kissed my cheek and left.I slumped down on the floor,crying,thinking what had i done to get such a punishment. **************************************************************************************************************An innocent girl falls into the hands of a ruthless,arrogant mafia leader. Will they be able to love each other? Read on to find out. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This story was completed on 4 September,2018.

He was the mad king. The vampire king who plots killings and despair to humans and his enemies. He was he who hated humans so much that he build organisations to do his dirty works. His aim - to wipe out humans to extinction just as they did to his specie and prove who was the true head of the food chain. Yet, as he was mad, he was also a hypocrite. Because somewhere in his grand mansion was a secret passage and in that secret passage was a metal door with two heavy metal crossbars and locks. Behind that door was his mate and she was the mad king's obsession.

paisley is babysitting the bad boy's sister just for a summer job. while babysitting his little sister, will the bad boy start to have a crush on her? or look at her only as a babysitter? started on: august 3, 2016 completed on: september 14, 2016