Survivor: Where We Were

Harper is trapped in unrequited love. Orphaned, she finds refuge with Mr. Cooper and his children, Atlas and Amanda. However, as Harper's affection for Atlas grows, he only sees her as a sister. Mr. Cooper's passing leaves her under Atlas's reluctant care. Now, she must confront the painful reality of longing for what she cannot have. To complicate things, Atlas's girlfriend moves in with him in the same house as Harper—additionally, a mysterious professor of Harper, whose closeness to Harper might not sit well with Atlas. Will Harper find the strength to let go, or will she cling to a love that may never be returned?

"Does it ever happen to you that you are attracted to someone you shouldn’t be attracted to? Or someone you don’t even like? Like, it is just like an urge. Although they make you go crazy, still you want to be around them. You don't like them, but you want to touch them. Everything about them irritates you, but you want to feel them. Their presence annoys you, but their absences ache.” .... Oscar Monet is a young and famous model/actor. He is insanely good-looking and talented. He has a huge fan following, mainly consisting of girls. He is hardworking, but he is hard to work with. Many people have trouble working with him, but his popularity always forces everyone to make peace with his rudeness. But no one knows what trouble Oscar. No one ever tries to find out what makes him so rude and hurtful. No one knows about Oscar’s troubles. Enters Jasper Seong, presumably a straight man, who cannot stand Oscar, but slowly and surely he learns more about the troubled man and soon line starts to get blurred for him. He never found a man attractive. He never had feelings for a man before. He doesn’t think he still feels for any other man, but Oscar. There is something about him that pulls Jasper towards him.

Luisa Perry lives a boring life. Her life is directed by her parents. After living eighteen years as an obedient child, she wants to break through the cage. She has been suppressing herself for most of her teenage life, but now it was her time to live as she likes. What does she want to do? All the bad things. That's where Aiden Harlow enters. A cold and rebellious college freshman - who also happens to be Luisa's ex-crush. For the brief summer break, he is back in the town, he introduces her to all the bad things and she enjoys them more than she believed she would. What if Luisa catches feelings for him again? Aiden doesn't care for feelings. What if Aiden's best friend enters the picture as well? What if Aiden feels a pull towards the nerdy Luisa? All boundaries must be broken. There is no right or wrong. Luisa jumps into it, thinking about the dreading outcome of being so rebellious all of the sudden - but what if in all the bad, she finds something good? Perhaps love?

Jo lives in her fictitious world until it crashes right in front of her. Her successful private plane pilot boyfriend of two years, Oscar, breaks up with her in the exotic land of the Bahamas. His reason? She is too materialistic. With the reality brutally rebuked at her, a broken heart and stolen luggage, she tries to return to her home but luck wasn't really with her when the storm strikes the island - causing her to stay with her recently ex-boyfriend and a guy she once humiliated and rejected in high school for being too dorky, named Keith, who is now a successful lawyer working for a law firm in Houston. Stuck in an expensive resort owned by Keith, with him, Oscar, and she at the same place is a formula of disaster, or will it be something else?

"What's fucking wrong with the name I gave you? You don't like it, Miss Goody Goody Pipsqueak?" He smirked. "No, I don't and I'd appreciate if you'd stop cursing in front of me," I replied impudently. He moved closer to me - so close that I could feel his breath on my face, "Does it make you uncomfortable?" He mumbled while looking straight into my eyes. "Yes." His lips curled into a slow smirk, "Too fucking bad." ........ Emma Goldberg lives a boring and dull life - there isn't any excitement in her life whatsoever. She works as an assistant at a small firm in Cleveland. Where else, her brother, Adam, knows how to enjoy his life - he's a music photographer and works with his best-friend/emerging-pop star - Cole Fitzgerald. They have a group of seven who mostly travels around together. When Emma accepts to work as Cole's assistant - she meets the most chaotic and recalcitrant people ever. Everyone was pretty good with her except for Roy Clarke, Cole's manager, who thinks that it was unnecessary to hire her. He makes her uncomfortable. He might be the most foul-mouthed, intolerant and discourteous man she ever met. And to make things more difficult for her, he calls her Miss Goody Goody Pipsqueak. They are like Harmony and Discord. Fire and Ice. Living and Dead. In short, they are completely opposite to each other. Where Emma needs a little excitement in her life - The group of seven needs discipline. In short, they need each other. What will happen when Emma and 'Pain in the ass' Roy meet? Will they able to help each other? Or will they make each other's life hell?

Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"

She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"

The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."

Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."

"Please trust me, I didn't do anything." "I don't believe you. I am rejecting you as my Queen and giving you the punishment of death." Alina was living outside her pack for five years. Her parents didn't try to contact her and always ignored her. Her best friend convinced her to go back to their pack and she agreed. But she had never imagined what was waiting there for her. She never thought she would meet her mate and had to face betrayal from everywhere. She had to pay for the crime which she never committed. Aaron Robertson is the king of Lycans. He is a very dominant and powerful King who not only rules Lycans but also rules other ranks of werewolves. Everyone is afraid of Lycans and he is the king of them. But who knew that he would get a mate who was just a simple Omega with no powers and strengths? He called her weak all the time but little did he know that his weak Omega would give him the biggest betrayal of his life for which he had to give her the sentence of death.

"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.