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Begging the Rejecting Luna Back
By: AmazingwriterWerewolfAfter 18 years of wandering alone, Sydney finally returned to her pack, reuniting with her family. But her dreams and aspirations shattered when her sister, Bella, fled on her wedding day with her fated mate, leaving Sydney to take her place in a political alliance with Alexander Torres, the powerful Alpha of the Nightscar Pack. Handsome, wealthy, and commanding, Alexander was everything a Luna could want—except for one thing: his heart belonged to Bella.On their mating ceremony day, Alexander whispered to Sydney, "The only thing you can get is the title of Luna." For three years, their marriage was a cold, distant arrangement, devoid of passion or connection. Until one night, when Sydney received a video from Bella—a video that revealed Alexander in bed with her sister.Betrayed and heartbroken, Sydney decided to break the mating bond and reclaim her freedom. However, Alexander became relentless,refused to let her go. He destroyed the rejection papers and demanded a $5 million compensation fee, determined to keep her tied to him.With Alexander’s grandmother’s help, Sydney finally succeeds in breaking free from the bond.As Sydney walked away, Alexander’s feeling to Bella wavered, his obsession with Sydney only grew.Alexander corners Sydney, pinning her against the wall with his powerful frame. His breath is hot against her ear as he growls, “You can try to run, Sydney, but you’ll always be mine,I’ll chase you to the ends of the earth.”
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When the Dust Settles
allEmery Young spends a wild decade by Kieran Carter's side. She thinks she's done her best to accommodate his every request.However, when her mother is gravely injured in an accident and ends up with her life hanging in the balance, he abandons her to head to the police station. He wants to bail out his true love, who is the culprit behind her mother's accident.Later, her mother passes away with a heart full of pain and resentment. Meanwhile, Kieran takes his true love abroad to console her.Emery holds the urn that contains her mother's ashes and questions him, but all he says is, "Get lost if you can't handle it."So, she leaves him. However, that's when he comes running after her, using a marriage certificate to declare his possession of her. "We're legally married, Emmie."Emery links arms with her date and laughs at the sight of the marriage certificate. Then, she grabs it and throws it back in Kieran's face with a sneer. "You're a pathetic bastard."His love is too little, too late. She doesn't need it.…Everyone knows that Emery is introverted and demure, while Kieran is wild and unruly. They seem to come from different worlds, yet they're bound for a decade due to a mess-up.She thinks they'll eventually fall for each other because of their promise to marry, but she later realizes his heart will never beat for her when she sees how agitated he gets over someone else.Her meeting with him is nothing but a mistake. So, when the mistake is unraveled and their paths no longer intertwine, there's no need to remember him.
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If Only
By: Mia TurnerallHunted by a tormented dark past, she is rejected by her partner and hurt again. She was like a walking dead, living but never enjoying life. She was drowning in darkness and pain. Suffocated as usual, she saw the alpha of the next-door race come into her life and bring light into her life. Is he her savior? With so many things unclear, one thing she did know was that her life would be turned upside down when he called her "" mate. ""Rejected she-wolf gets another alpha mate? Is it a blessing or a curse?"Since marrying Tristan Flynn three years ago, Esther White had been a dutiful wife both in bed and in life. She bore the naïve thought that she could melt Tristan's heart with her tenderness. Later on, she realized that even melting glaciers was easier than moving Tristan. During the three-year marriage, Tristan believed that he could use two words to describe his wife Esther, dull and unimpressive. Nevertheless, she dared to humiliate him in public by throwing him the divorce papers on the anniversary of the Flynn Group. He stared at Esther, who looked composed and elegant in a red dress, and narrowed his eyes. Everyone thought that Tristan and Esther wouldn't have any contact after divorce, and even Esther was no exception. Later, Tristan was to present the best screenplay award to Esther at an award ceremony. After handing Esther the trophy, the graceful, icy Tristan suddenly begged submissively in front of the crowd, "Esther, it is my fault to fail to cherish you in the past. Can you give me a second chance to win your affections?" Esther looked at Tristan with a bright, aloof smile. "Sorry, Mr. Flynn. My career is the only thing I care about at the moment." Tristan pulled Esther's hand, his eyes filling with melancholy. "Esther, I can't live without you." Esther turned around coldly and thought, "Are you kidding? Why would I date a man instead of focusing on my career? Plus, you are my ex-husband."
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HOT COFFEE (Completed)
Emma Cole, a nerd in high school and untouched all throughout her life at a community college, was abandoned by her birth parents and grew up in foster care homes all around New York. Whenever her name was mentioned, the people who knew her laughed and called her foul names, since she looked like the female version of Steve Urkel and was easy to pick on and belittle. She had no sense of style. All she wore were big dresses that hid her tiny figure underneath and glasses which didn"t do her eyes any justice. She owned one bag-- a beat-up leather she received as a gift from a spelling bee contest her freshman year in high school.Though she went to school, she had no friends, no family, and no one to teach her about becoming a lady. Emma had done everything by herself since she was one year old-- the age she was dumped by her parents into the foster system.At age twenty three, she lived in a very small apartment by herself. She wasn"t able to land a high-paying job to afford a good house, as of yet. Every time she applied to a vacant position she may have seen in a newspaper in the cafe, they would turn her down when she went to the interviews and the interviewers took one look at her. Appearance was more than her qualifications if she wanted to land a job as a receptionist or personal assistant at one of the big firms in New York City.Emma decided to stop hoping for a better job and stuck with being a waitress at Carl"s Cafe.Her hell on earth.Carl was the manager and owner of the cafe. A grown man, forty-five years old, who had experienced all the things he had chosen to chase in his pathetic life. He was a terrible boss and treated his employees as his personal slaves with low wages. One of his nasty habits was hitting on his female employees while on the job, but he never hit on Emma. Although she was a female, she just wasn"t his type and was too unattractive to even be bothered with.
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Ariana Peyton's Diary (Mated to an enemy)
The sound of the gurneys almost deafen my ears, and the light from these doctors' torches is blinding me but I keep running towards the scene. It is 12 o' clock. In the midnight, I know even though I don't look at the clock over my head. With sweaty palms and terrific faces, five gurneys are wheeled towards the emergency rooms by the late night doctors. Even though their mouths are shut tight, I can hear millions of inaudible sounds coming out of them. Each of the gurneys are being wheeled by two personnels, and each time they pass me by, i peer into them to see the victims' faces clearly because I can not see them from where I am. The first face I see is badly disfigured. It's got a big mark from the forehead down to her upper eyelid, her lips are charred and her jaw is almost totally detached from the rest of her face. Hot drops of blood trickle down her head to her chest and her dress is soiled. She looks like she is no longer breathing and just as the ambulance pass by me, I see something in her hands-A red neck piece. She is clutching it tightly like it is her whole life. My red neck piece. Yes, this victim is my only sister, Jamie but I do not cry. I mean, I always want to cry but I can't. So my face is firm and peaceful, but I am screaming inside me. My legs are hitting the air and I'm ripping my hair inside of me, but outside? I am standing tall. Somehow, with all the swiftness as they pass by me, her hands shake and she loses hold of the red neck piece. As thick and shiny as my hair, our hair(hers blonde and mine black). It falls from her hands and drops at my feet just as soon as the second ambulance approaches me. I bend to pick up my red neckpiece-the one thing that binds my sister and I together but whoosh...it is air. I can see it on the cold tiled floor but when I try to pick it up, it is not there. I fall and shiver with the noise in my head but I cannot cry. I get up quickly to take a look at the second victim but I can't see 'its' face-the whole body is wrapped in a blue satin material that looks and smells like death. I wait for the third but it moves so fast I can't get a proper picture of her, but I do know it is a female. The fourth has blood dropping from his nose and his eyes are shut tight like he is in another world. The fifth body is wheeled upstairs and I hurriedly follow it. As I climb the staircase after them, I see a woman descending it; her countenance looks disheveled but her heart is dancing. She is jumping and laughing inside of her. When I look into her eyes, that's what I see but she does not see me pass. I stop staring at her and follow the ambulance which is now being rolled into the theatre with calculated moves. I want to see who the victim is, but they are so fast that they enter and lock the door before I can catch up. I sigh and hesitate for three minutes and then I remember the red neckpiece-the one that fell from Jamie's hands. "Jamie!" I scream in my head. Then my feet begin to move very fast down the stairs. I do not have the power to stop them from moving and they only stop at Emergency Ward 1 and I suddenly and supernaturally find myself inside without using the door. The neck piece still lay there, close to the reception. There on the bed in the emergency Ward lay my sister Jamie with her pale face and bloody body. Her left eyebrow is now gone and her nose and ears are bleeding. Her lips are still charred and a man in white coveralls keep wiping blood off her face and body every now and then. There are three men around her, plus a woman, pushing and pulling some strange machines on the wall and on the floor, to save her. The woman is placing a stethoscope on Jamie's chest. I watch her from the corner I am standing. She does it three times and then she stops, placing her head on the side of the bed which isn't bloodstained and I see, from her eyes two drops of tears fall into the soft bloodstained bed where Jamie lay. Just then, the three men stop pushing and pulling the machines, they shake their heads from side to side as if on cue and one of them proceeds to cover my sister's body with a long blue satin cloth- the same one the second victim has on his whole body. I shiver, seeing this cloth because I know it is used to wrap corpses in readiness for cremation. Suddenly I find my voice. "Don't! She's not dead! Don't cover her up!" I scream. My lips shiver as reality dawns on me. My whole body utter a yelp but they do not even look at me "Hey Doctors! Jamie's my sister, she cannot die! Please save her" I mutter under my breath because raising my voice doesn't help. "Pack her up quickly, the poor girl has given up" one of the men say to another and I try to cry but tears do not come. My eyes sting badly. I watch one of them roll her body like a burrito and wheel it out of the theatre. My feet scurry after him but it is all hopeless, so I soon stop going after him. I go up the stairs towards the fifth accident victim like a defeated warrior and lay my head on the door of the ward like a wounded child. For some reason, I do not want to see any more of these gory sights. So I turn to go, but, I hear a voice "Hello" I hear someone say to me. I turn around swiftly to face a tall man in white coveralls. His head has hair as black as coal and his voice sounds like several elephants trumpeting. I think he is a doctor here but I am shocked because he can see me, hear me. When he opens his mouth, I see that his teeth are very long and that his eyes shine in the dark. Dark red eyes, and with fingers that look like claws. "Please sir, I need you to save my little sister. Please stop that man from taking her there. I do not want her to go there" my voice is breaking but my eyes are as dry as a tree in summer. He moves his head from side to side and opens his mouth to talk. "You're a spirit", he says, "I have noticed you roaming about in the past hour and that's why I have come up to you. I am no doctor. I am here to save you" he raises his arms and...
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From Villain to Icon: I Took Her Down and Glowed Up
allI stage a fake kidnapping to test my husband, Ethan Blake. When he chooses to save his first love, Sabrina Lowe, I expose the setup on the spot and kick him out with nothing.The leaked video blows up online. Some say I was ruthless, others call me a savage. But most of them swoon over Ethan and Sabrina's so-called true love.After the divorce, I tell reporters that marriage is just garbage sorting, but a single comment accusing me of killing my own child sparks a tidal wave of online hate.My best friend, Chloe Morgan, calls me a psychopath. I snap back, and she storms off, ending our friendship.Ethan tries to drag me home by force. I fight back with a stun gun, call the police, and fire the head of security for doing nothing—earning myself even worse press.I hit the club, get drunk, and end up in paparazzi shots with headlines screaming about my chaotic personal life.When I return to work, the board suspends me over the negative publicity, and the VPs take turns humiliating me.On my way home, strangers threw paint, eggs, and punches at me, and I shed my first tears since losing my child.Then, Ethan and Sabrina appear. Sabrina livestreams as the fragile victim, even shielding me from a car to polish her saintly image. I'm loaded into an ambulance, mocking her for asking for trouble. I leak Ethan's address to the fangirls who want to marry him, and they harass him.Ethan films a teary apology, playing the devoted man, and climbs to the top of the "Most Eligible Bachelor in the Country" list. I respond by launching a flashy husband-hunt campaign, drawing in male models and rich bachelors.Ethan panics and disguises himself as a food delivery guy, sneaking into the hospital and claiming that Sabrina is dying. Then, he knocks me out and straps me to a cold examination table, planning to force a pregnancy on me. What he doesn't know is that I've activated the hidden camera sewn into my hospital gown. Sabrina walks in, perfectly fine. Together, they beat me, unaware that the whole world is watching this live.
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DIVORCED: MY EX-HUSBAND WANTS ME BACK
By: Annie_graceallMy whole body began to quiver as I looked up at Ryan who wore a smug or was it? I couldn't tell as my vision was blurred with tears."What is the meaning of this?" I questioned still in disbelief. Where had it all gone wrong? We were happy, he respected me and so did I...I even fell in love with him so how could he do this to me?!. "It's exactly what it says in the paper, Ciara""And what is that?" I stubbornly inquired. It was as if I didn't want to believe what the paper read until Ryan says it with his own mouth. A part of me still wanted to fight for whatever we still have left; still wanted to protect our marriage. But then he'd said it. Ryan had uttered those words I so desperately dreaded," I want a divorce, Ciara"***Ciara is the heiress to her father's company but she left all of that to be in a contract marriage with Ryan. It was supposed to be a 'no-strings-attached' kind of feeling but, she couldn't help but fall in love with him. Just when she wanted to start a clean slate on their first anniversary, she was handed a divorce paper. Ryan is a billionaire and a man with a hardened heart. He never saw Ciara as something more than just a 'fake wife' who was willing to help him out with a case. Deciding that he had had enough, Ryan hands Ciara a divorce paper setting himself free from her but 5years later, he seems to have a change on heart and wants to win Ciara back at all cost. But on his way to the office of the new investor of his company he is overcomed by a welling shock that the name of his new investor was Ciara. The same Ciara he'd known and once loved. What happens when this two dual meets for the first time since their rough divorce? Would they rekindle their feelings or would they leave it at that? Could second chance love prevail?Find out in this long rollacoaster ride!
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