Baby Coding 2

'Eira' The girl whose emotions are completely iced over; she feels nothing, neither anger or joy or grief or passion or want. Most crucially, she hasn't changed yet, for reasons that are still a mystery to her, therefore she has no idea that she is a werewolf. For twenty-four years, she had been behaving normally, just like any other human being would. When her partner saw her covered in blood in the woods, however, everything changed. What would the Alpha do if he discovers that his mate is only a body and not a loving, caring person? Would Eira's icy heart thaw as he laid bare her deepest, darkest secrets? I wonder how Eira would react when she learns the truth about her own bleak history. She still isn't ready to fully commit to him. And he has absolutely no plans to abandon her.

Umbrie found the idea of having a mate intriguing, but fate wasn't on her side when she was paired with the emotionless, ruthless, and secretive Keiran. He wasn't what she was looking for, and he wouldn't accept her rejection, so she had to accept that. A future with Keiran, whose sole motivation is to punish her, even if she is oblivious to her transgression. Even though he treated her badly, he would murder any man who dared to be in the same room as her.

A lottery game that can take someone's life, whoever becomes the ultimate winner, their life will be taken away after getting the main prize, namely visiting a luxurious mansion that can grant all the wishes of the winner. Elise and Yessy, two people who have won the lottery and won the same main prize, namely going to a luxurious mansion where they will both get everything they want. Yessy and Elise, two girls who both have the same background in life. Namely, they both hate their mother. At different times, the motives for the murders and everything in the mansion are similar. Yessy was a close friend of Elise and (she) was reported to have died after winning the main prize in the lottery three years after Elise died. They both died in tragic circumstances. Whoever has entered the mansion, everything (he wants) will be obtained, there is no need to say what the winner wants because the prize will come by itself. However, the payment after getting the gift is their own life. Two girls who both hate mother figures in their lives and both want to get abundant wealth after getting it all, they both have to (pay for it) with their own lives. This news is very shocking because no police have been able to find out how the murder process took place, because when the police wanted to search for the mansion, it suddenly disappeared and could not be found. This curiosity reached the four college students, namely Damon, Erick, Joy and Liana. Damon, a vlogger who already has thousands of followers, he is a vlogger who deals with mystical things and things that smell of ghosts, magic and so on. But, the strange thing that's happening now is that Damon doesn't want to make Vlogger news "lottery disaster" for no apparent reason, he knows if he raises a topic that is currently booming in public, for sure he will be more famous and there will be many once the money will he get. also he will become famous But, Damon refuses for no apparent reason while his three friends really want to make a Vlog about this news, for them this is a very good opportunity to become famous while completing their final college assignment. Damon still refused hard, until in the end it was Joy who persuaded him, Joy asked Damon to do this Vlogger for some reason because Damon really loves Joy, finally he agreed with Joy. But, Damon's agreement made someone very angry and disappointed (with him), he is Erick, a man who is also Damon's best friend, he is very angry with Damon, because he Damon voluntarily vloggers because of Joy, this makes Erick mocked Damon even more, saying that Damon was a bitch because he agreed just because of a woman, actually what happened was Erick was jealous. He is very jealous because Damon is close to Joy while Erick, who has always loved Damon in secret, has never been treated like that by Damon. Due to this misunderstanding, making Damon end having sex with Erick in order to make Erick reconcile with him. As for Joy and Liana, these two women actually love each other but they are hindered by the friend zone making it awkward for them to admit their feelings to each other. The four of them finally vloged the lottery game. From the beginning of the game, Joy felt very uneasy, (she) felt that something dangerous would come to them, because Joy's desire was so paranoid, they finally decided to stop the game first, because Joy was so paranoid that she even got hit fever. After five days had passed, Liana insisted on continuing the lottery game with Damon and Erick, Joy refused to continue making Vlogs, the difference of opinion between Joy and Liana ends in a commotion. Joy insisted on keeping the two (friends) from continuing the vlog (she) said for the sake of their own lives, while Liana still insisted on continuing the vlog. Damon and Erick were both confused about choosing to be on Joy's side or Liana's. Because Damon has promised all his followers on the Youtube channel to do the vlog, he of course doesn't want to lose thousands of followers just because he thwarted the vlog. Finally, Damon and Erick decided to continue vlogging with Liana. None of them sided with Joy and made Joy left alone there while the three (friends) came to the stand where the lottery was held. The three of them also managed to win the grand prize which means the three of them will go to the mansion. One day after winning the grand prize, an old man came to the three of them to take them to the mansion. From the moment they left for the mansion, Damon didn't stop to continue Vlogging with his two (friends), they laughed together and listened to music together, they went to a haunted mansion but it seemed as if they were on an outing because they enjoyed their departure so much. But, it's strange that Damon didn't see any followers commenting on his video, they seemed to ignore Damon's Vlog. Arriving at the mansion, Damon and his two friends were immediately greeted by a beautiful woman who had smooth skin and (her face) was very beautiful.

After my mother left my father to be with a rich CEO, my father fell ill and left me for good. Before my father died, he gave me a letter of inheritance that made me have to live in the same house with 2 twin CEOs who have different characteristics. Alex CEO who has a cold and annoying nature Alan CEO who has a friendly nature and a playboy.

Chloe had just given birth to twins, lying exhausted in a cramped, bustling hospital ward. When she called her husband, Julian, he was busy partying with his actress mistress. He coldly hung up on her, having already drafted a brutal divorce agreement that would leave her with a pittance. Strangers in the next bed loudly mocked her pitiful state, gossiping about how Julian was dumping her. For years, Chloe had erased her own identity to fit into his elite world, only to be thrown away like garbage. She was completely alone, clutching her helpless babies, bracing herself to sign the cruel papers just to survive. She couldn't understand why her absolute devotion was met with such chilling indifference. Why did she have to suffer this ultimate humiliation while he celebrated with the woman who ruined her life? But then, a senior doctor noticed a unique mole on her wrist and ran a secret DNA test. The results were staggering: Chloe was the long-lost daughter of the billionaire Beaumont family. With her fiercely protective parents and three powerful brothers suddenly forming an impenetrable fortress around her, Chloe picked up her phone and texted her arrogant husband. "City Hall tomorrow at 10 AM. If you don't show up, my lawyer will handle everything. And trust me, you won't like their terms."

My stepmother’s bodyguards were seconds away from dragging me back to a life that was essentially a prison cell wrapped in silk. I couldn't even scream for help because the words always died in my throat—a clinical condition called selective mutism that felt like drowning on dry land. I had just discovered the sickening truth: my father was planning to sell me to a sleazy investor named Sterling to cover his company’s bankruptcy. They were going to drug me, ship me off to a private island, and strip away the only thing I had left—my late mother’s multimillion-dollar art trust. When I arrived at the manor, my stepmother Lydia handed me a glass of wine laced with bitter sedatives, her smile sharp as a razor. "Drink up, darling. It’ll make the transition to Mr. Sterling much easier." My stepsister Harper stood in the corner, wearing a dress bought with my mother’s stolen money, mocking my inability to speak. My father didn't even look me in the eye as he calculated my price tag, treating his own daughter like a piece of damaged, mute inventory. They thought because I didn't speak, I didn't hear them laughing about the "accident" that killed my mother or how they planned to burn her final restoration work. They assumed my silence was a sign of surrender, a white flag waved by a broken girl who would never fight back. How could the people who were supposed to be my family treat me like a commodity to be traded? Did they really think my silence meant I was weak, or that I didn't know every dirty secret they were hiding in their ledgers? I didn't drink the wine. Instead, I burst into the VIP suite of Carlisle Pierce, the most cold-blooded billionaire in New York, and slammed a crumpled napkin on his table with a desperate, last-second gambit. "MARRY ME. NOW. $1 MILLION."

She married him out of desperation, becoming the perfect docile wife while he treated her like dirt beneath his shoes. But everything shattered the night she overheard him mocking her with his friends-and discovered the necklace she'd cherished, her only link to the boy who once saved her life, didn't even belong to him. It was all a lie. No longer the doormat he married, she discards her fake identity and reclaims her birthright as the hidden heiress of Salvadore City. Now she's on a mission: find the necklace's true owner among his circle of friends, no matter how many hearts she has to break along the way. But her husband isn't ready to let go. Convinced she's playing games to make him jealous, he's blindsided when divorce papers land in his hands. By the time he realizes the woman he dismissed was never who he thought she was, she's already moved on-living her truth, chasing her destiny, and leaving him choking on regret. Some cages, once opened, can never be closed again.

On our third anniversary, my husband canceled our dinner, claiming a sudden work emergency. I tracked his phone to an exclusive French restaurant, only to find him tenderly fastening a blessed bracelet—one I had flown across the world to get for him—onto his college ex-girlfriend's wrist. The sheer shock triggered a violent placental abruption. Bleeding out in my car just across the street, I frantically called his number. Through the window, I watched him glance at his screen, frown in annoyance, and press decline to focus on his lover. While I was wheeled into a freezing operating room for an emergency C-section utterly alone, he took his mistress back to our marital bed. He didn't even bother to check if I was alive, completely oblivious that our premature daughter was fighting for her life in the NICU. I soon discovered our entire marriage was a sham. He had used my family's wealth to save his company, and now he was trading me to secure a massive business deal with his ex's father. The man I loved didn't exist; he only saw me as a disposable asset. "I'm going to make him wish he had never been born." After secretly securing my baby in a private retreat, I ordered a medical-grade silicone pregnancy belly to hide my flat stomach. I stepped back into our penthouse, ready to burn his precious empire to the ground.

As I lay on the floor of our manor, bleeding out from a ruptured ectopic pregnancy, I used my last ounce of strength to call my husband, Cole. I begged him for help, my vision blurring. But the only thing I heard was the clinking of champagne glasses and his mistress's giggle in the background. "Stop the drama, June," Cole snapped, his voice cold. "We're about to go on stage. Don't call again." He hung up, leaving me to die alone on the Persian rug while he accepted an award with another woman on his arm. I woke up in the hospital days later. My baby was gone. They had removed my fallopian tube. Cole finally arrived, smelling of expensive scotch and his mistress's perfume. He didn't hug me. He didn't cry. Instead, he leaned over my hospital bed, pressing his knee into the mattress until my fresh stitches tore open and bled. "You embarrassed me by calling an ambulance," he hissed. "My mistress, Alycia, says you're faking it. Clean yourself up." He left me bleeding again to go announce a $10 million donation to Alycia's "groundbreaking" medical research. I stared at the TV screen, numb. The research Alycia was taking credit for? It was mine. I wrote that patent years ago under a pseudonym. They thought I was just a poor, orphan housewife who needed Cole's money to survive. They had no idea I was actually a billionaire scientist hiding my identity. I pulled the IV needle out of my arm. A drop of blood fell onto the divorce papers I had been hiding. I didn't wipe it off. I signed my name right over it. Then I walked into the bank, reactivated my dormant account with $128 million, and bought the penthouse directly overlooking Cole's house. The mourning widow is dead. The avenger is born.

I was an intern nurse working exhausting shifts, yet my mother constantly forced me into blind dates with wealthy, arrogant men to secure our family's social standing. During a terrifying hospital lockdown, an assassin disguised as a doctor held a scalpel to my throat. I was almost killed, but a high-ranking military colonel threw his own body down a flight of concrete stairs to shield me. I survived with cuts and bruises, but when I went home, my mother didn't care about my near-death experience. She was only furious that I had rushed out on my blind date with Preston, a rich financial analyst. She forced me to meet him to apologize. When Preston grabbed my arm, bruised me, and mocked my attack as a pathetic lie, my mother still took his side. "Men get angry," she told me coldly. "It's your job not to provoke them. You will beg for his forgiveness, or you are no longer welcome in this house." I had narrowly escaped an assassin, yet my own family was willing to feed me to a monster just for a fat paycheck and neighborhood gossip. My heart went completely dead. So, when the intimidating Colonel appeared, offering me maximum military protection through a sudden marriage, I didn't hesitate. I walked back into my parents' house and calmly slapped a crisp marriage certificate onto the coffee table. "I won't be apologizing to Preston. I got married today."

Antonela was left at the altar by Benjamin, a mysterious billionaire she had never met. Devastated by the most humiliating heartbreak of her life, she went to a bar, where she met a strikingly handsome stranger and, in a moment of impulsive passion, gave herself to him completely. Days later, she discovered that she was pregnant. Worse still, when she finally met Benjamin in person, she realized that the man who had left her at the altar was the very same man she had encountered at the bar. Pregnant and alone, rejected even by her own family, Antonela had no choice but to leave town to have her child in peace. Three years later, her world was turned upside down again when her mother passed away suddenly, forcing her to return to her hometown. There, she crossed paths with Benjamin once more. Now, he was engaged to her sister, and Antonela found herself struggling to keep her secret, determined to keep the truth hidden-that Benjamin was the father of her child.

Veronica Demoore was the girl everyone despised. Mocked for her weight, humiliated for her grades, and crushed beneath a brutal home life, she lived every day as the target of ridicule-until the day she couldn't bear it anymore. The world thought Veronica died that night. But when she opens her eyes again. someone else is looking through them. Savanna. A woman once raised in the shadows of a powerful organization. A genius trained to survive, manipulate, and dominate. In her previous life, she had wealth, intelligence, and strength. In this one, she has none of those things-only Veronica's broken body and shattered reputation. But weakness is temporary. Bullies who once laughed at Veronica soon discover the girl they tormented is no longer the same. Her mind is sharper. Her gaze is colder. And the quiet girl they used to push around now carries a dangerous confidence. As Savanna begins transforming Veronica's life piece by piece-losing weight, exposing enemies, and rising to the top of the school-the truth behind her rebirth slowly unfolds. Because Savanna didn't die by accident. And the people who killed her are still out there. This time, she won't be their victim. This time- she's coming for everything.

I was once the heiress to the Solomon empire, but after it crumbled, I became the "charity case" ward of the wealthy Hyde family. For years, I lived in their shadows, clinging to the promise that Anson Hyde would always be my protector. That promise shattered when Anson walked into the ballroom with Claudine Chapman on his arm. Claudine was the girl who had spent years making my life a living hell, and now Anson was announcing their engagement to the world. The humiliation was instant. Guests sneered at my cheap dress, and a waiter intentionally sloshed champagne over me, knowing I was a nobody. Anson didn't even look my way; he was too busy whispering possessively to his new fiancée. I was a ghost in my own home, watching my protector celebrate with my tormentor. The betrayal burned. I realized I wasn't a ward; I was a pawn Anson had kept on a shelf until he found a better trade. I had no money, no allies, and a legal trust fund that Anson controlled with a flick of his wrist. Fleeing to the library, I stumbled into Dallas Koch-a titan of industry and my best friend's father. He was a wall of cold, absolute power that even the Hydes feared. "Marry me," I blurted out, desperate to find a shield Anson couldn't climb. Dallas didn't laugh. He pulled out a marriage agreement and a heavy fountain pen. "Sign," he commanded, his voice a low rumble. "But if you walk out that door with me, you never go back." I signed my name, trading my life for the only man dangerous enough to keep me safe.

Her sister is marrying her ex. So she brings her best friend as her fake fiancé. What could possibly go wrong? Savannah Hart thought she was over Dean Archer-until her sister, Chloe announces she's marrying him. The same man Savannah never stopped loving. The man who left her heartbroken... and now belongs to her sister. A weeklong wedding in New Hope. One mansion full of guests. And a very bitter maid of honor. To survive it, Savannah brings a date-her charming, clean-cut best friend, Roman Blackwood. The one man who's always had her back. He owes her a favor, and pretending to be her fiancé? Easy. Until fake kisses start to feel real. Now Savannah's torn between keeping up the act... or risking everything for the one man she was never supposed to fall for.