Make Me Forget

Ally Carson has it all; a loving family, supportive boyfriend, and an impressive degree in the industry of her dreams. But when she uproots her perfect life and moves to New York, everything seems to fall rapidly out of control. Tyler Gray thinks he has it all; the job, the girls, and too much money for his own good. But when a certain sexy secretary walks into his world, he finds himself questioning everything he's ever known about life and love. When forced to compete for her fragile heart, will Tyler be able to convince Ally that he's capable of love? Or will he quickly run out of chances with his tenacious assistant?

The 99th time I caught Sarah Burton cheating, she slept with my foster brother, Lucas, just to get back at me. When I walked in on them in bed, there wasn't a trace of guilt on her face. If anything, she looked unapologetically smug. "Jason," she said, "your brother's a hell of a lot better than you." In my past life, those words broke me completely. I lost my mind. I leaked their sex photos to the entire world. Sarah couldn't take the humiliation. She divorced me. My parents were so disgusted that they kicked me out for good. I thought I'd bounce back. I was wrong. I'd spent the first eighteen years of my life growing up wild in the countryside. Even after the Robinsons brought me back, I had no real-life skills. I didn't know how to survive in their world. Then Sarah's family came after me. I went years without a proper meal. By my early thirties, I died of cancer. Meanwhile, Lucas married Sarah and climbed straight into high society. And me? I was just the ex-husband who became a joke to everyone. Now, I open my eyes again. I'm back on the day she slept with him.

I suffer from a hereditary form of amnesia. By the time I found out, I had only seven days left. On the first day, I found my boyfriend had fallen for my younger twin sister. With a bitter smile, I suggested we break up. On the second day, my most treasured Lego set was smashed by my sister. Everyone laughed at me, saying I was disgraceful, unworthy of being a daughter of the Fleming family. On the fourth day, I forgot that my sister was allergic to mangoes. She ended up in the hospital, and my parents glared at me with resentment. Even my ex-boyfriend accused me of being heartless. On the seventh day, I woke up in a hospital bed to see my father walking in with a stern expression. He demanded that I quit my job and devote myself entirely to taking care of the family, as nothing more than a housekeeper. But I only looked at them in confusion and asked softly, “Who are you?” When they realized I had truly lost my memory, they lost their minds.

"I've decided to join your pharmaceutical research institute and continue with my medical research, Mr. Clark." Melvin Clark chuckles. "Your husband loves you so deeply. Will he agree to let you go abroad for medical research?" "This is my decision to make. It has nothing to do with him." "Alright, then. When will you arrive?" "In a week." "Okay. I'll be waiting." "There's one more thing. Do you need a tester for the memory-erasing potion you developed?" Melvin's voice turns grim. "Are you saying…" "Send me a bottle. I'll test it."

Pregnant and humiliated: this is how her husband, the successful businessman Maximilian Phillips, left her. Left to her own devices, Mariana struggles to overcome the tragedy and be a good mother. She did not expect, however, that the father of her child would be deeply sorry and willing to fight to win her back. Will she ever forgive him?

It wasn't just about what this lady was wearing. It was her. Something to do with the way she moved. Like she was one with the music and with the stage. The music pounded in a hypnotic rhythm that was unashamedly sexual, and she moved and danced in time to the beat, her movements graceful and seductive. So much confidence and balance. Balance that should have been nearly possible with the length of the heel shoes that she was putting on, but she made it look so natural... So easy, like she'd been born with high, slender spikes attached to her feet. There was something captivating... Almost hypnotizing about this woman, and Dimitri found him self leaning closer to watch. To take in every sight of this beautiful goddess. She was a vision of feminine perfection, every man's fantasy and Dimitri felt sharp claws of lust drag through his loins. On the opposite side, Dimitri saw a man half rise to his feet, a look of longing in his eyes. He didn't blame the man. What man wouldn't be captivated by such a beauty? -------------------- Nervous about assuming control of her father's company, Kelly Darcy relocates to San Francisco. In an attempt to do something she loved one more time before her life changed completely, she volunteers to replace a dancer in her friend, Elizabeth's fashion show and ends up in the arms of Dimitri Collins. It was supposed to be a one night stand. She didn't have to see him again. But Kelly realizes how wrong she was when Dimitri walks into her father's office... And now she has to fight to keep her father's company, while figuring out what she truly feels for Dimitri.