Suffering immense loss leads Lainey down a journey through the past, as she attempts to figure out what all of this means for her future. Looking towards the present, she is faced with the highs and the lows that had led her to the beauty of it all.
Suffering immense loss leads Lainey down a journey through the past, as she attempts to figure out what all of this means for her future. Looking towards the present, she is faced with the highs and the lows that had led her to the beauty of it all.
Sitting in the white rocking chair on an old wrap around porch, Lainey smiled as her two children rushed past her, ready to play with the last bit of sunlight left. Their resilience never ceased to amaze her. The rocking chairs were the first thing purchased after an offer was put in for the house. Lainey knew just what the porch needed and these chairs have been a staple ever since. She ran her fingers across the arm of the chair, the grooves from the chipped paint adding a roughness to her hands. She added a mental note that they needed to be sanded down and repainted.
Her blonde curls hung just below her shoulders, bouncing slightly in the breeze. The day had worn on her, yet she continued to smile through the small talk and the questions. Sitting down now, by herself, being able to breathe for the first time today, she truly took in her surroundings. The past 15 years led up to where she was right now, whether or not it was truly where she wanted to be.
She sighed as she watched her two children playing in the sunflower fields. The sun was setting just above the mountain landscape, the melting snow leading into the spring flowers. They had worked so hard for this life, the outcome would always be unknown. She smiled to herself as she saw Holden pick up a flower and hand it to his little sister, her blonde curls blowing in the slight breeze.
"I had always prayed she would have your curls." A sigh of relief escaped Lainey's mouth as she smelled Christian's scent in the breeze. She felt a familiar hand on her shoulder and she looked over to see her best friend of 15 years. Christian had always been Lainey's dream. Even when they had met when he was 15 and the most awkward person she had ever met. But the awkwardness led to an endearment for him that she would never be able to shake.
As she looked at him now, she looked at how the years had taken their toll on him. She noticed the laugh lines that weren't there many years ago. The bags under his eyes that she could never seem to encourage him to do anything about seemed lighter today. He seemed almost ethereal, too perfect. Yet, she had always felt this way towards him. Despite his earlier awkwardness, Christian grew into a charming young man and Lainey never truly understood what made him choose her.
"Can you believe we built this life together?" She whispered silently, hoping it was loud enough for him to hear. "Holden and Harper are the best gifts you could have ever given me." She continued, her gaze returning to the twins as they frolicked about. She watched as Jed, their Bernese Mountain Dog trailed behind the two kids, always ready to protect them when needed. They knew that as the sun continued to set, they would need to head back to the porch where their mother stood.
"Continue to take in the beauty of it all." Christian's wide smile was engraved in her memory. She would be able to recall it even when she wasn't looking at him. Holden and Harper started to make their way back to the house as the sun that was slightly above the mountains continued to descend. Holden was a carbon copy of his father, his light brown hair hanging just above his shoulders. He refused to cut it any shorter than that and Christian was his biggest advocate for keeping it long. Harper on the other hand, was a mix between Lainey and Christian, with her blonde curls and green eyes, she easily hit the 50/50 mark in the genetics lottery.
Lainey's smile grew as her children got closer. She took a deep breath as she turned to look back at Christian, but as fast as he came, he was gone.
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
Three years of marriage couldn't melt Theo's frozen heart. When an art gallery collapsed on Lena, he was off romancing another woman-lavishing her with a private jet. Three steel pins held Lena's shoulder together, but her heart remained broken. She filed for divorce and told everyone that he was impotent. Rising from the rubble, Lena blazed onto the design world's A‑list. She expected him to sail off with his true love-until Theo reappeared at her runway, pressing her against the wall. "Impotent, huh? Care to give it a try?"
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
Abandoned as a child and orphaned by murder, Kathryn swore she'd reclaim every shred of her stolen birthright. When she returned, society called her an unpolished love-child, scoffing that Evan had lost his mind to marry her. Only Evan knew the truth: the quiet woman he cradled like porcelain hid secrets enough to set the city trembling. She doubled as a legendary healer, an elusive hacker, and the royal court's favorite perfumer. At meetings, the directors groaned at the lovey-dovey couple, "Does she really have to be here?" Evan shrugged. "Happy wife, happy life." Soon her masks fell, and those who sneered bowed in awe.
Vengeance is hers, not God's. Andrea Campbell's world is shattered when Thane, her ruthless CEO husband, divorces her. Left with nothing, she has no family, no money, no identity. But as fate would have it, she is reunited with her billionaire birth father, Mr. Campbell. Five years later, Andrea returns as a stunning, sassy businesswoman, fueled by a burning desire for revenge. She plans to pull Thane into a high-stakes business collaboration and then destroy him. Thane, consumed by his ex-wife's transformation, will stop at nothing to reclaim her. Unaware of their hidden twin children and Andrea's secret game. He becomes increasingly obsessed. As they dance around their explosive past, Andrea struggles to keep her emotions in check. Thane's determination ignites a risky game of cat and mouse, where old feelings resurface and new flames ignite. Will Thane's all-consuming love be enough to quench Andrea's fury, or will her thirst for revenge destroy them both? Can Andrea resist Thane's relentless chase, or will she succumb to the passion that once bound them?
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