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PROLOGUE "Today is our fourth anniversary. Then...Then... Are you just playing with me? Tell me, Jai. Do you really love me?" I asked him while I was crying. It feels like my chest is being stabbed with a sharp blade and it seems non-stop, so I feel more pain in my heart. "I love you, Miamor. I love you, so much, baby..." "But you can leave me just like that and marry your best friend?! Or are you just lying? That you don't really love me and that Jillian is exactly who you want to be with and not me!" I screamed and my tears started falling down my cheeks. My chest is just getting tighter and it seems I'm having trouble breathing again. Feels like a big hand is squeezing my heart. "I love you, Miamor but I want to help Jillian. She needs--" "You don't love me, Jai! I never felt that love! You give it to others and not to me! So, you can hurt me like this! You are only doing this because of your best friend! So, that you and Jillian can be free!" I said, it's roaring. He just shook his head at me and I could see tears also falling from his eyes and he even bit his lower lip. His fist was tight so his veins came out there. "I'm sorry..." What he said made me even more sad. Four years. We've been in a relationship for 4 years and I admit to myself, I never felt the love he says. Cause he always thinks of Jillian. I knew that girl had a space in his heart, because otherwise... If he really loves me he will choose me, and he will leave Jillian, not me... "I regret giving myself to you. I regret knowing you and wasting my time just to love you. What a coward you are!" "Senator Ferrara?" It seems like I woke up from a deep slumber of my past when I heard my secretary's voice and a faint shaking on my shoulder. I sat down and fixed my glasses. I was still breathing before I turned my back on her. "Are we here yet?" I asked, no emotion and she just nodded at me. We just got back from Manila because I had an urgent meeting in Singapore with Dad but he came back here earlier. The door on my side opened and I unbuckled my seatbelt and slowly got out of the car. As usual, we are visiting the patients who were victims of the fire last week. Well, it's in my heart to help my fellow Filipino, but the citizens won't believe because they will say that we are just showing off. Who wouldn't, if you're in the world of politics? De Cervantes Hospital, I know the owner of this hospital. A close friend. I shrugged when I remembered my referring friend. I have five bodyguards with me and my secretary Red Michigan. Others bring relief goods. The ward of the fire victims is on the second floor so, we took the elevator. I took off my glasses and gave this to my secretary. The elevator opened, a sign that we are already on the second floor. I was about ready to go out when I saw a doctor standing across from me. It's like he's waiting for the elevator to open too. The guy is tall and has a big body. He is slightly bent over while reading what is on the paper he is holding right now. One hand was stuck in his pants pocket. He was wearing glasses too. But his build is familiar to me. I just don't know why my heart reacted so fast. I got out of the elevator completely and accidentally broke his shoulder. "Damn it," I heard him curse and my eyebrows just rose up. I rolled my eyes. For the second time around, I got pulled over again when I stepped on something. I took it and checked the ID. Only to make my heart beat faster when I read the name of the owner. Dr. Jaickel San Amero. Neurologist Doctor. I faced him, "This is yours?" I asked him with no emotion written on my face. He stopped and looked at me. I can't see him in shock because he has no emotion either. I stepped closer to him and he didn't even avoid my gaze. I don't know if he recognizes me yet or not. "You drop this, Dr. American," I casually said and handed him his ID. He quickly snatched it from me without interrupting staring at me. No word I turned my back on him then walked straight on. After so fucking years... Our paths crossed again, Jai. What a luck. I'm Miamor Ferrara, I'm Senator and medicine inventor. That man is my ex-boyfriend. The world is really small for us. I smirked

For three years, Lex Andrews endured it all: the insults, the beatings, the humiliation of being the useless son in law everyone despised. His wife's family treated him like dirt. Her relatives spat on him. Business rivals laughed at his silence. They thought he was nothing. They were wrong. When his supposedly dead father resurfaces with a revenge plan, Lex discovers his suffering was no accident. Everyone played him. His father. His wife. His enemies. They all needed him broken, desperate, and exactly where he was. Now Lex must decide: become the weapon they forged, or destroy them all and forge his own path.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

CRACK. Daniel landed a clean punch right to Leo's jaw. I gasped, hand flying to my mouth, but internally? Oh god, that was satisfying to watch. Ally and I latched onto each other, giggling like schoolgirls, and took this as our cue to GTFO. We bolted from the VIP section, dodging security and weaving through the crowd until we reached the DJ stage. The bass rattled my bones, the lights flashing in dizzying neon colors. Ally clutched my arm. "What the hell did you say to that guy, Daniel?" I burst into laughter, now fully slurring. "I told him that Leo was my obsessive ex. That I had a restraining order against him, and he wouldn't leave me alone." Ally's jaw hit the floor. "Celeste. YOU DIDN'T." I grinned wickedly. "I did. And then I told him if he protected me, he could have me all night long." Ally full-on SCREAMED, grabbing my shoulders. "You evil little genius." We howled with laughter, ignoring the chaos happening behind us. The VIP section was in full-blown war mode, but us? We were thriving. Dancing, spinning, arms in the air, riding the high of the night. We climbed onto one of the podiums, bodies moving with the music, our dresses clinging to our curves. We were reckless. We were untouchable. Until we weren't. One second, I was basking in my freedom. The next, a pair of strong hands gripped my thighs, and before I could react-I was THROWN over someone's shoulder. Everything tilted. My stomach lurched. I shrieked, pounding my fists against a broad, muscular back. "WHAT THE FUCK-PUT ME DOWN!" I twisted my head, and even through my blurred, drunken vision, I knew exactly who had me. Leo. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Celeste never wanted this life. She never wanted the weight of her family's name, the blood-stained legacy, or the ruthless enemies lurking in the shadows. And she sure as hell never wanted to marry Leonidas Astor-the man who once meant everything to her as a child, until he turned her world into a nightmare. Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, Celeste and Leo are bound by an inescapable contract, tangled in a web of power, revenge, and deadly secrets. But when Celeste uncovers a chilling truth-one that shatters the foundation of their hatred-she realizes she's been fighting the wrong enemy all along. The real monster has been hiding in plain sight. And now, both of them are running out of time. With danger closing in and betrayals lurking around every corner, Celeste must decide: Can she trust the man who ruined her life? Or will this marriage be the beginning of her downfall? Vows were made. Lies were told. And in a world where love and money are weapons, Celeste is about to find out just how deadly it can be.

Once a upon time they were a happy family. One accident changed it all. Mum and dad gone. Sister missing, Will they ever find her and bring her back? Is she safer with them or without them? Maybe letting her go is the best thing? The enemies are watching and waiting for the right time to break this family once again, Can they win the battle once again without losing anyone again?

Having some of the poems in the first edition of the poem collection, ‘The P.O.T (Poured Out Thoughts)’ published in several poetry magazines as High On Poems, Earthborne Magazine, Deadsnakes and so on, the author has ushered in the second, titled ‘The P.O.T (Poured Out Thoughts) ---The Reloaded. It is said to be ‘reloaded’ because there are other poems to be added to make this edition slightly richer than the first. With poems as ‘Out of the Box’, ‘Dad Loves Me’, ‘Heralding God’s Magnificence’ being published in notable poetry journals and magazines, the sequel is hoped to make an impact to the entire world, beginning with the readers. The Table of Contents has the additional poems that readers, who have read the first edition, would realize. They are intended to look into general issues, family, gender, parental, religious (Christian faith), children, love and personal/motivational. The aim behind this piece is simple. As said in the first edition, it is about entertaining, enlightening, inspiring or motivating and enabling people think for themselves. Worthy of Note: The author believes that subsequent edition(s) of the work would carry the above-stated aim.

Laura has always wished she would become a tomb raider and which she did with the help of her best friend Ralph. But things got twisted when she learnt about her past life. Find out in this thrilling story of love, adventure, betrayal and death..

David's choices

Mated and marked with the Alpha of the shadow pack of the north, Lena finds herself stuck in a life that she never enjoyed love and respect from her mate, Abel. Coming to terms that she could no longer take the humiliation from and the entire pack, she made up her mind to leave the mortar the expense of her life. Being treated like royalty in her new home, her new mate was everything Abel was not. Romance got intense and Lena finds out she's pregnant, this also conjured her superpowers she never knew she had. *** The Shadow pack faces a Great War that they will need help and the only place Abel could go was where he had to face Lena, the woman he treated with hostility. Will Lena agree to help the man that was cruel to her? Will Lena save the pack who humiliated her? Will Abel agree to her terms to save his people? Will he let his pride get in the way? Read to enjoy this intriguing story of love, hate, mercy and forgiveness.

"Go to hell " he said with stern and harsh voice. "N....no no no" she said with folding the hand of his. "I love you so much. Please don't do this." "You're my worst mistake in my life that i marry you. Now, I'm in my full senses saying this. He said, putting his finger on his heart, "I divorce you." Abruptly, she kept the hand on his mouth. Please, don't say another word. "I.... will kill myself." He removed her hand and grabbed her hand, what did you say, say again. She said with tremble voice, "I..... I'm not want to repeat that sentence." "Ohhhh madam, stop this useless tantrum."

Beauties? Don't annoy me, please. I don’t have time to play with all of you. Money? I like it! But it really bothers me that I own so much money. Power! That is my favorite. However, my power is so enormous that I myself even feel scared! You call me Brother Jiang? That’s how people used to address me, but now they call me ‘Mr. Jiang'. People always say that the whole world will be shocked if I stamp my feet. Hmm, not really. I don't have much strength on my feet. And they also say that my words can bring sanguinary slaughters. It's just kidding. Actually, my life motto is peace. What's more, they say that I can do anything I want all over the world. Come on. They even don't know me at all. How could they have the chance to talk to me?! Now, I get the system as my guidance. The door of becoming a hero has opened. Since then, an ordinary security guard heads forward and never stops.

*The Broken Egg* is a gripping tale of fragility and resilience set in a small, sunlit village. When a mysterious, cracked egg appears on Clara's windowsill, it unravels a chain of events that shatters the town's quiet facade. As Clara digs deeper, she uncovers buried secrets tying the egg to an ancient prophecy-and a looming disaster. With time running out, she must piece together the truth before the fractures spread beyond repair. A haunting blend of mystery and metaphor, this novel explores the delicate balance between hope and despair.