"Love awakens in the unlikeliest of unions! When Isabella is forced to marry Alexander Caldwell, a man in a coma, she resigns herself to a life of uncertainty. But fate takes a startling turn when Alexander opens his eyes the day after their wedding. Yet, his memory eludes him, leaving Isabella heartbroken and their marriage in jeopardy. As the truth unfolds, an unexpected pregnancy threatens to drive them apart. Can Isabella break free from this loveless bond, or will Alexander's mysterious change of heart bring them closer than ever? Embark on a journey of awakening bonds, where love conquers all odds in this captivating tale of passion, growth, love triangle and second chances."
Isabella's POV
The raindrops tapped gently against the windowpane as I stood there, staring out into the gray sky. My heart felt as heavy as the clouds, burdened by the weight of an unwanted fate that had befallen me. My name is Isabella, a woman of strong will and unwavering determination, but even the strongest of us can be swept away by the currents of life.
I never imagined myself in this situation, yet here I was, standing on the precipice of a life-altering decision. Coerced into a marriage that felt like a cold, iron shackle around my heart, I couldn't escape the clutches of the prestigious Caldwell family. Their wealth and influence cast a shadow over me, a mere commoner thrust into their world.
Alexander Caldwell, the man to whom I was now bound, lay in a coma, his existence suspended in a void between consciousness and oblivion. The world anticipated my role as the savior of the Caldwell legacy, expecting me to bear his child, to ensure their bloodline would continue to thrive. I couldn't escape the feeling of being a pawn in their carefully orchestrated game.
As I stood before the mirror, adjusting the pearl necklace that felt like a noose around my neck, I couldn't help but meet my own gaze, searching for the fire that once burned within me. The fire that had driven me to dream beyond the confines of societal expectations, the fire that had been dimmed by this marriage of convenience.
I had always believed in love, in the kind of connection that transcended social status and material wealth. But as I looked at the reflection before me, I saw a woman whose dreams were now buried beneath layers of silk and lace, suffocated by the weight of duty and responsibility.
The day of our wedding arrived, shrouded in mist and uncertainty. As I walked down the aisle, the eyes of the guests bore into me, scrutinizing my every move, assessing whether I was worthy of this honor. But little did they know the turmoil that raged within me, the storm that threatened to consume me whole.
The ceremony was a blur, a haze of white petals and whispered vows. And then, just like that, it was over. I found myself in a grand room, adorned with opulent decorations that only served to highlight the emptiness I felt inside. The man I had married, the man I was now supposed to care for and love, lay unconscious in a bed, as still and unyielding as a statue.
The night drew on, and I sat there by his side, the soft glow of candles casting dancing shadows across his face. His features were chiseled and aristocratic, a mask of privilege and power. Yet, I couldn't help but wonder who he truly was beneath that façade, beyond the realm of titles and expectations.
Morning came, bringing with it a sense of resignation. I had begun to accept my life as a potential widow, a woman tied to a man who may never wake up. But just as the sun's first rays pierced through the curtains, a murmur of movement echoed in the room.
My heart leaped in my chest as I watched him stir, his eyelids fluttering open. I held my breath, anticipation and anxiety intertwining like a tangle of vines. And then, as his eyes met mine, a jolt of recognition should have surged between us.
But there was none.
He looked at me, cold and unfeeling, as if I were a stranger who had invaded his space. The words I had dreamed of hearing – words of love and tenderness – remained unsaid, lost in the void that separated us.
I had imagined this moment a hundred times, but never had I imagined it like this. Never had I anticipated the hollowness that now resided in my chest, the ache of rejection that pierced through me like a thousand needles.
"I am your wife," I whispered, my voice barely audible in the vastness of the room.
He arched an eyebrow, his expression one of indifference. "Wife?" he repeated, as though testing the word on his lips.
My heart shattered, the pieces scattering like shards of glass. How had it come to this? How had I gone from a woman with dreams to a woman forgotten by the man she had married?
"I don't know you," he said finally, his words like a knife through my heart. "And I have no intention of remaining in a marriage that means nothing to me."
The words echoed in the air, a proclamation of his intent to dismiss our marriage as a farce. And yet, I couldn't help but feel a surge of defiance, a spark of the fire that had once burned within me.
As days turned into weeks, our interactions remained strained and distant. Family obligations tied him to me, and he was unable to part ways even if he wished to. I found myself caught in a limbo of uncertainty, trapped in a marriage that felt like a gilded cage.
And then, the unexpected happened.
One evening, as I traced the patterns of rain on the window, a realization washed over me. A realization that would change everything.
I was pregnant.
The news, like a ray of sunlight breaking through storm clouds, filled me with both hope and fear. But as I looked at my reflection, a newfound determination flickered in my eyes. I couldn't remain in a loveless union, not for myself and certainly not for my child.
I had made up my mind. I would leave, find a way to start anew, to build a life where I could be true to myself and raise my child in a world untainted by lies and pretense.
Little did I know, my decision would set off a chain of events I could never have foreseen. As the storm of change approached, I stood at the precipice once more, ready to take a leap into the unknown.
And with that, my journey began, a journey that would test my strength, challenge my beliefs, and unveil the secrets hidden within the Caldwell family. As the rain continued to fall outside, I felt the first stirrings of a storm within me, a storm that would reshape my destiny in ways I could never have imagined.
Raven's entire world is turned upside down as fate plays a twisted game and pairs her with not one, but two companions.Two men who thought they were brothers until they realized they were the same person. In seconds, they had their friendship shattered. They followed separate roads for three years, unable to accept the moon goddess' wish. Until now, that is. They must put aside their disagreements once more in order to defeat the menace from inside that has cast a shadow over their pack. Will they remember their previous relationships and work together to protect those they love when secrets are spilled and lies are told? Time is running out as the mate bond spirals out of control, causing carnage in its wake. Will Raven be able to resist the lure of her friends, or will she be forced to choose just one?
Meet Jackson and Liam, two twin hybrid brothers who are direct descendants of the star goddess. They believed that life couldn't possibly become more complex than being brought up by their older brother, the leader of the Shifter clan. When Ethan, their elder brother and the Alpha of the pack, discovers his soulmate, they uncover a startling revelation: she has a missing daughter. Determined to reunite the family, Jackson and Liam assist in locating the young girl and bringing her back home. As they bond with her during the journey, they can't deny the inexplicable connection they feel. On their own 16th birthday, they unravel the truth that she is their destined mate. Astonishingly, the girl they helped raise—Ella, who is now 12 years old—was fated to be theirs. While they had played a significant role in her upbringing, they are aware that her realization of this in the future might be quite a challenge. Ella isn't your typical hybrid; she's a unique anomaly just like her mother. Having been raised by her stepfather, the leader of the Shifter clan, and his two twin brothers, Ella's life has been marked by struggle. Her early years were spent in captivity, until her mother and stepfather orchestrated a daring rescue mission to free her and others like her from a secret facility. Unbeknownst to her, the two young men who have been her steadfast companions since childhood and who aided in her upbringing hold a concealed truth: they are her mates. The revelation strikes Ella when she's least expecting it, shaking the foundation of her understanding. Could she come to see them as more than just family? While not bound by blood, their pivotal role in her life has now found its explanation. Both twin brothers are Alphas of their respective packs, and Ella must navigate her feelings and fate. Will she embrace the inevitability of their connection, or will she choose to deny the powerful bond they share?
In the heart of New York City, Ethan Brooks, disowned and forgotten by his wealthy family, emerges from the shadows of his past to reclaim his destiny. With the aid of an eccentric inventor, a compassionate social worker, and a cunning investigative journalist, Ethan unearths a hidden legacy that ignites his journey to greatness. But as he ascends, a formidable adversary, a ruthless corporate titan, seeks to crush him at every turn. Fueled by resilience and self-belief, Ethan must navigate treacherous waters, confront his family’s scandalous past, and challenge the limits of his own ambition. In “The Rise of a Forgotten Son,” witness an urban fantasy of redemption, where a rejected underdog transforms into an unstoppable force destined to rewrite his legacy and prove that he is not just any son, but a force that will change the world.
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met her—the pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmates’ laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
"It was just one night stand, and now I'm pregnant with triplets? Gosh!" Josephine Jade never thought that she would have to run away from her own family while pregnant. She was alone, without money, without connections, with three fetuses in her stomach. How can she survive? However, Josephine couldn't give up now, until she managed to reclaim her arbitrarily seized property and get back at everyone who tried to get rid of her. A sick child, a past crush that comes back, a mysterious eccentric man, and a family that hates her, will weave together the journey of Josephine Jade's new life. "You have no right to separate me from my children, you bastard! I will survive and you will submit to me. Just watch!"
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."