Can I Read Fault Lines: A Memoir Online For Free?

Some lines were never meant to be crossed... but the heart doesn't always follow the rules. "Crossed Lines: 40 Forbidden Stories" is a captivating collection of forty unforgettable tales where love appears in the most unexpected places and every choice comes with a price. From impossible attractions and long-buried feelings to family secrets, second chances, and relationships that challenge society's expectations, each story explores the delicate balance between desire, loyalty, and the consequences of following one's heart. Every chapter introduces new characters, new conflicts, and a new journey filled with emotion, heartbreak, hope, and unforgettable twists. Some will fight for love. Some will walk away. Others will discover that the greatest battles are the ones within themselves. Forty stories, forty impossible choice and one unforgettable collection. Will they obey the rules... or cross the line?

On their wedding day, a handsome groom and his beautiful bride said, "I Do." Their hearts were fluttering with pure joy! They had married the love of their life! Is this what I experience? No, this is not that story. You see, love didn't become apparent until after my divorce. I can't wait to tell you how it all transpired. It's a riveting sweet romance novel. No cliffhangers, but a good read! Happy ending? You'll have to read it to find out.

On her birthday night, inside her family’s five-star restaurant, she realizes her marriage is already over. While she waits alone, her husband chooses another woman.. again. Humiliated, heartbroken, she makes a reckless decision… unaware that a powerful billionaire has been watching her from the shadows. He knows her pain. He knows her family's secrets. And he wants to free her from the man who never loved her. But nothing ever unfolds that simply—especially not when fate has already decided to complicate it. Resentment turns into obsession, and truth bleeds into revenge. Soon, the cost of freedom begins to rise beyond divorce… beyond love… beyond mercy. And when buried histories ignite, what begins as rescue threatens to become destruction — where old flames are rekindled in fire, blood, and ruin.

Mom always says that depression is nothing more than an illness born of idleness. People who are truly busy studying don't have time to be depressed. So, during my senior year of high school, I lie awake through countless nights, my hair falling out in clumps as I tremble over endless mock papers. Mom only slides another mock exam booklet in front of me. "Finish this booklet, and you won't have time to wallow in self-pity." At family gatherings, my relatives notice that I keep my head down and barely speak. They ask Mom, "Why has she gotten so quiet?" Mom's face darkens at once. "It's because she's guilty about something, duh. Go on. Tell everyone what you've done wrong this time." Later, even my homeroom teacher calls to say I don't seem like myself anymore. The moment Mom hangs up, she rounds on me. "So, now, you've started tattling to your teacher?" It isn't until I collapse before a mock exam that she finally listens to the doctor's advice and brings home a tiny orange tabby. Through the darkest days of my life, that cat becomes my only reason to keep going. Eventually, I make it into college. When I come home for the Independence Day holiday, I step through the door and call out instinctively for him. "Tangy?" No answering meow. Even the cat bed on the balcony is gone. "Stop calling," Mom said flatly. "I dumped him back where I found him the day you left." I stand there, frozen for several seconds before turning and darting outside, only to realize I have no idea where to go. The sounds around me become muffled, as though separated by a pane of glass, drifting farther and farther away. At that moment, my last connection to the world quietly snaps.

On my eighteenth birthday, I met him. The day that was supposed to be my day felt utterly ordinary because of my parents status but fate had other plans . I met the Young Alpha Zayn, He promised to make my birthday memorable and turn my mundane birthday into a night of dreams if I agreed to go with him to his school ball. He kept his promise, The night was filled with memories together but it was short lived when he varnished with no trace leaving me alone in the ball room as a pawn for the other rich kids to play with . Now , Five years later , my destiny was sealed -I am to marry the Alpha of our park, I was going to meet him again after all these years of Admiring and Loving him from afar, He was going to be my husband, it was a dream come true but reality was far from it . Entering his world, I was met with a chilling truth:He turns out to not have a single memory of me except that I was the daughter of the poorest man in the park and the girl he was forced to marry . My marriage with him was a definition of Torment, Harsh reality and his never ending hatred for me , Soon the marriage was over and I was casted aside. I was no longer in love with him but yet my heart was filled with so much hatred for the man that I had loved so much. Years after I left the Marriage, We met again but I was no longer the weak wife he always tampered with and for some reason he no longer had so much hate for me but rather he wanted to remarry.

I'd been bonded to my mate, Brandon Blackstone, the Alpha heir of the Blackstone pack, for three years. But I'd never been allowed to attend his family dinners. Every full moon, I could only stay home alone. Brandon said it was a centuries-old tradition of the Blackstone pack. Only after passing a long probationary period, proving absolute loyalty to the pack and one's mate, would someone be allowed to attend the Alpha's family dinners. I'd believed him for three whole years. But now, I'd found three photos in his car. In the background, I could see a long table laden with a variety of fruits and delectable dishes. The Alpha and Luna raised their glasses beside the statue of the Moon Goddess, standing quietly to the side. And beside Brandon stood a beautiful she-wolf. Moonlight spilled down, and I could clearly see how close they were standing, their fingers tightly interlaced. That was when I finally understood. Not being allowed to attend the dinners was never about some probationary period. It was because Brandon, or rather the entire Blackstone pack, believed that the person qualified to stand beside the future Alpha would never be me.