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While my wife was away on a business trip, I took a detour and ran into a wedding procession blocking the road. The groom was giving a speech, his voice trembling as it rose with every sentence. He wanted to tell his late parents that he had finally married the girl of his dreams. A crowd had gathered around them, cheering him on and blocking traffic. The scene was very moving. Even though I was in a hurry, I stopped and waited for the procession to pass. Then, someone in the crowd shouted, "Sinead, you have to treat him well from now on." The bride made a sweet vow. "If I ever hurt or mistreat him, then I've gone against everything I believe in. If we're not meant to be, I'd rather remain alone, because he'll always be the only man I've ever loved." Sinead… What a coincidence! That was my wife's name, too! Even her voice sounded a little like hers. The two of them were almost sickeningly sweet together, and the crowd kept cheering. The groom bowed gratefully. Finally, everyone moved aside, and I could drive past. Only then did I see the bride clearly. It was my wife. And she had seen me, too. Her business trip had actually been a trip to marry another man.

Life became cruel since the day I was born. Why? Because nature chose to give me everything but my wolf. As the daughter of an Alpha, I was meant to be like him. I was meant to have the power and strength to continue his legacy but alas, the moon goddess turned her back against me and decided to make me human like my mother. I hated the life that I lived. It was filled with nothing more but hatred and cruelty from the pack members. The only reason I was still alive was because of my father, but I guess daddy privilege didn't last as long as I could. There came a time where they could no longer endure the destestful presence of a human like me….so my father took me away to somewhere he thought I would find a life. But the moon goddess still decided to frown and me and things only got worse. The cruelty and hatred increased by a thousand times and the hatred created a strong thirst for power inside of me. I wanted the power, and I went looking for it. But the question remains, would this power bind or break me? Would it bring me the respect that I deserve or the torture that I don't? How will my story end, especially when a powerful alpha from Ravenwood is involved?

Every woman has a dream wedding, but what happens if a girl has to get married only as a replacement for her lecturer lover who is lying in a coma? Anya is a poor girl who has to temporarily marry her professor who holds an ace card related to an incident that almost claimed her future. Getting married based on not liking each other or love for love, makes Anya have to endure suffering in her marriage. Will Anya be able to survive such a loveless marriage? Come on, follow the story of Anya the surrogate wife!

“You have such a pretty face, if only you would lose some weight.” Tory has heard that all of her life. In her solitary life she eats alone and daydreams about having a handsome boyfriend who could accept all of her. Daily she finds herself running to catch her bus and knowing that she is the laughing stock of the other commuters. And then one day she literally finds herself ‘falling’ into the lap of one of the commuters; an exotically handsome white man. Tory finds that she is unable to stop thinking about him and daydreaming about the life he must live. But Mr. Gorgeous must be either married or gay because she sees him dismissing the attention of gorgeous women left and right.Never in a million years would she ever guess that hers was the only attention he was interested in… They Say Love is Blind is created by Pepper Pace, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Every ten years, Alpha King host a competition to choose the Alpha Supreme and it always have twenty competitors participate but only a quarter survive. When Elizabeth Grey is offered freedom in exchange oforaccompanying Alpha Sebastian Walts on the Hunt, she has no reason to refuse. After eight weeks of blood, mayhem, fruitless feeling, and dark secrets, a curse Alpha with a made Omega on the Hunt of a deadly game. Will things ever remain the same?

News of a wedding in Nordica's top power family lit up the world. But at the rehearsal, I caught my fiancée, Ivette Bianchi, making out with her childhood sweetheart, Jerick Weiner. "Babe, we've been in love forever. Let me use your first-time blood as pigment for my art?" Ivette blushed, hesitated— Jerick didn't wait. He pinned her to the wall and kissed her. "My best piece needs that color," he whispered. "I want this painting to end our youth." I watched them twisted together, ice-cold. Dropped the ring. It clattered across the floor. "Go through with the ceremony," I said. "Or your family goes broke." She stiffened, shoved Jerick off, and spat, "Fine." Then she turned right back, grabbed his hand, and dragged him inside. "It's just a bachelorette party. I won't miss the rehearsal." The door slammed. I didn't react. I was done. I made the call. "Change the bride. And yeah—the Bianchis crossed the line first. I want them erased."

Driven by love, Evolet—a weak, wolfless Omega—defies her mother and enters the Luna Hunt, determined to win the heart of the Alpha who stole her first kiss. But betrayal comes swiftly. The one person she trusted turns against her. Her best friend, Fiona, reveals her true intentions to become Luna herself, and doesn’t hesitate to tear Evolet down, mocking her weakness and her inability to summon a wolf. Broken and desperate, Evolet makes a choice she can’t take back. She strikes a deal with the pack’s enemy— a rogue who shouldn’t be within their borders. A man who watches her too closely. A man with a rare and dangerous ability. He will become her wolf in the hunt. But nothing about him feels safe. And as the game begins, Evolet is forced to question everything. The Alpha she thought she loved. The crown she’s fighting for. And the rogue who might be far more than just an ally. Did she make the right choice or has she just bound herself to the wrong man?

River Wilson has her entire life planned: earn top grades, avoid distractions, and graduate as valedictorian. Love? Boys? Drama? Not on the schedule. But her perfect plan unravels the moment she steps into her new university apartment… and finds Taylor DeLuca shirtless, tattooed, and infuriatingly smug, standing in her kitchen. Thanks to a university housing glitch and a name too ambiguous to question, River ends up living with the one thing she promised to avoid: a boy who looks like trouble and acts like he invented it. Now she’s armed with a list of house rules, a schedule tighter than her ponytail, and one unbreakable boundary: no flirting. But Taylor has a smirk that makes her forget her rules… and a past that’s more complicated than his cocky charm lets on. What happens when the girl who has everything under control is forced to live with the boy who thrives on chaos? Let’s just say... Rule Number Eight is about to get broken.

"Hey mister, can I ask you for a favor?" A lady asked with her sweet and intoxicating voice, causing the man who was walking, to turn around and stare at the young lady. "Can you be my boyfriend for just one month, and I promise to pay you handsomely." Cecelia said smiling. **** Cecelia is an upcoming actress. Her parents had threatened to choose a suitor for her if she didn't hasten her steps and find one for herself... Edward is a founder of Charles diamond company who agreed to be Cecelia's fake boyfriend for a month not because he feels like, but because his parents were also planning on looking for a lady for him. Edward has had a traumatic experience during his childhood, which causes him to shut his mouth, as he goes through different attacks, unaware that it would lead to him being unable to talk. When their plans start to unravel will Cecelia fall in with her parents' plans? When feelings get involved will things still work out as they planned?

Three years into my fake death, my wife and daughter showed up at my door. To get rid of them, I grabbed a knife and threatened to end my life. Then my seven-year-old daughter put her hand on my father's ventilator. Claire Harrison stood beside her, her voice trembling as she delivered her ultimatum. "Wesley, either you see your father suffocate to death, or you come back and be my husband again. Your choice." I was shaking with rage, but I put down the knife and remarried her. Walking back into that familiar villa, I became the Harrison family's model "devoted husband and father." When my foster brother needed her company because he was feeling down, I cleared out and booked myself a hotel. I ended up with a perforated ulcer, went into surgery, and never once called her. When my daughter got picky and said she only wanted her uncle's cooking, I went straight to Dylan's place and brought him back to live with us. Even on my birthday, when Dylan suddenly started crying and said, "I'm so jealous of you, Wesley. You've got such a wonderful wife and kid. Me? I've never even gotten a decent birthday present," I didn't hesitate—I slid the onyx bead bracelet off my wrist and pressed it into his hand. The deep black beads gleamed against his pale skin. But Claire's eyes went red. She grabbed my wrist, her voice sharp as a blade. "Wesley, that was the love token I prayed for you—step by step on my knees—all the way across the Mojave."