Here is a two-passage snippet: In the rich town of Westbrook, Olivia Summers faces a stunning gathering with Ethan Blackwood, the tech head honcho who once broke her heart. Yet again a decade after the fact, Ethan's declaration of a billion-dollar humanitarian drive shakes Olivia's reality - and she's startlingly in charge. As they explore the tricky scene of their past, Olivia should face the mysteries Ethan's kept covered up the unsettled energy that actually stews between them. As Olivia becomes entangled in Ethan's high-stakes world, she's compelled to defy the shadows of her own past. With her affections for Ethan revived, she should pick either absolution and self-conservation. In any case, as reality with regards to Ethan's inspirations starts to disentangle, Olivia understands that the best test lies not in rejoining with her most memorable love, but rather in recovering herself. Will their love be rekindled, or will the secrets of their past forever sabotage their future?
Olivia Summers remained at the edge of the packed assembly hall, her emerald eyes examining the ocean of creator outfits and custom fitted suits. The yearly Westbrook Noble cause Occasion was going full bore, champagne woodwinds clunking and chuckling reverberating off the vaulted roofs. Yet, Olivia hadn't arrived for casual banter or champagne. She was hanging around for one explanation in particular: to defy the one who had broken her heart a decade prior.
The crowd fell into a hushed silence, as though summoned by her thoughts. Olivia's breath trapped in her throat as she saw him enter. Ethan Blackwood. Tycoon tech magnate, altruist, and the kid who had once guaranteed her the world.
He now appeared different. Gone was the thin youngster with chaotic hair and timid grins. In his place stood a man who talked about each step. His dull hair was impeccably styled, his jaw adequately sharp to trim glass. The custom tailored suit he wore most likely cost more than her whole closet.
Olivia's fingers fixed around her grasp as recollections overflowed back. Sneaked kisses behind the seats. Late-night concentrate on meetings that transformed into something else. The manner in which he'd taken a gander at her on prom night, similar to her, was his whole universe.
And afterward, the day everything came crashing down.
She constrained herself to turn away, just to get the attention of another recognizable face. Sophia Chen, her previous closest companion, was advancing towards Ethan. A similar Sophia who had been there to get the pieces when Ethan left. A similar Sophia who currently wore a precious stone ring that shone under the light fixtures - a wedding band from Ethan Blackwood himself.
Olivia felt a natural hurt in her chest. She shouldn't have come. What had she been thinking? That she could waltz maneuver into town following 10 years and request replies? that any change would occur?
"Liv? Is that you?"
The voice made her freeze. She turned slowly to face the source.
Jackson Hayes. Her secondary school sweetheart after Ethan. The protected decision. The person who had cherished her genuinely, in any event, when she couldn't completely adore him back.
She managed to force a smile, "Jack." It's been some time."
His blue eyes crinkled as he smiled, maneuvering her into a warm embrace. " Somewhere around nine years, eleven months, and fifteen days. In any case, who's counting?"
In spite of herself, Olivia giggled. The same Jack.
"What takes you back to Westbrook?" he asked, letting her out of the embrace yet keeping a hand on her arm. " Last I heard, you were vanquishing the design world in New York."
Before Olivia could reply, a disturbance close to the entry grabbed their eye. Now, Ethan Blackwood was tapping a microphone on stage.
"Lovely people," his voice blasted through the speakers, sending a compulsory shudder down Olivia's spine. " I appreciate everyone's presence tonight. As you most likely are aware, the Westbrook Establishment has forever been committed to rewarding this local area. Yet, this evening, I have a declaration that will take our main goal to a worldwide scale."
Olivia ended up drawing nearer to the stage, attracted by the attraction of Ethan's presence.
"We are sending off another drive," Ethan proceeded, his eyes clearing the group. " A program that will give state of the art innovation and training to oppressed networks all over the planet. Additionally, I am contributing one billion dollars from my personal wealth to the cause of launching this initiative."
Heaves and acclaim occupied the room. Olivia's psyche dashed. One billion bucks? What game was Ethan playing?
"Yet, that is not all," Ethan's voice slices through the commotion. " To guarantee the progress of this program, we want the best personalities in the business. Which is the reason I'm excited to declare our new Head of Worldwide Drives."
Olivia's chest tightened. She knew, with a sureness that unnerved her, what was coming straight away.
"If it's not too much trouble, go along with me in inviting back to Westbrook," Ethan's eyes locked onto hers, a test in their profundities, "Ms. Olivia Summers."
There were muddled murmurs and scattered applause as the room erupted. Her thoughts were racing as Olivia remained fixed to the spot. She hadn't gone after any job. She hadn't even addressed Ethan in 10 years. What in blazes was going on?
As though in a fantasy, she ended up moving towards the stage. Ethan stretched out a hand to help her up, his touch sending power through her veins.
"Welcome home, Liv," he murmured, for her ears as it were. " We have a great deal to examine."
Furthermore, very much like that, Olivia realized her painstakingly built life was going to collapse. Since notwithstanding everything, in spite of the aggravation and the long stretches of quietness, one investigate Ethan Blackwood's eyes told her that the fire between them had never really gone out.
The only thing it had been waiting for was the right time to explode.
Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he never gave a damn about rules and laws, as he only liked to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
"'You shattered my heart into a million pieces, and now you're asking me to pick them up? You crushed my trust, and now you want me to hand it back to you? I'm still finding pieces of myself in the ruins you left behind. How can I give you another chance when I'm still rebuilding myself from the last one? I'd rather drown in my tears than drown in your love." Amy Snapped at Ryan. Cheated upon by her fiancee with her step sister, heartbroken Amy Carter found herself in a club where she drank herself into a stupor, leading to a one night stand with an unknown stranger. Pregnant and chased out of the house with nowhere to go, her life went downhill. Amy left the country to avoid further humiliation, promising to do just anything to nurture the kid in her stomach. However, she came back with her twin after six years. Finally, Billionaire Redford who had been in search of her, his one next stand from years ago, saw his chance to be with her and claim his children. Will Amy agree to the rekindling and find happiness from the one night of mistake and settle for the stranger she had one night stand with? Or do you think her ex boyfriend will win her over again after betraying her with her step sister? Read and find out....
During her three years of marriage with Brendan, Adeline had become as humble as dust itself. However, what she got in return wasn't love and affection, but endless indifference and disdain. Worse yet, when the woman in Brendan's heart suddenly showed up, he further distanced himself from her. Finally, Adeline couldn't stand it anymore and asked for a divorce. After all, why should she stay with such a cold, distant man? The next one would surely be better. Brendan watched as his ex-wife left with her luggage in tow. Suddenly, a thought occurred to him and he made a bet with his friends. "She'll definitely regret leaving and will come crawling back to me in no time." After hearing about this bet, Adeline sneered. "Dream on!" A few days later, Brendan ran into his ex-wife in a bar. It turned out she was celebrating her divorce. Not long after, he noticed that the damned woman seemed to have a new suitor. Brendan was starting to panic. The woman who had clung to him for three years suddenly didn't seem to give a damn about him. What was he going to do?
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.