Aqua Cry

Avery Knight was happily married to Liam Lincoln, her best friend. To her eyes, he was the perfect husband and the best man in the world. Until the day she found him cheating on her with a woman she always despised. Angry and sad, she signed the divorce papers and decided to make him cry his lungs out. But who will be the one to play the act with her? The next day after she divorces Liam, she finds herself in a man's arms and he gives her a choice to make. "You can either die or marry me. Which one will you choose?" She didn't want to die but she didn't want to marry him either. He was the man she the least wanted to see and now the devil was right before her eyes! What will she choose? The man she is scared of and hates to the core, will she choose him? But she wants to make those sinners pay their prices! And she knows he is the best choice for her. But someone like him, why would he want to marry her when he never even for once liked her or was it something in disguise?

She didn't realise just how much she was hated, she merely wanted love, she begged for it but at the end, she was merely a stand in for the fake daughter. The man she loved hated her, her family disliked her, her adopted sister killed her. However, when she gets a second chance, she doesn't allow anyone to walk over her! "You'll sacrifice your position at the company for your adopted sister, Rhea!" "You're the older sister, stop acting so dramatic and give way for your younger sister!" Her brother's and parents say to her, but she fights back and instead, makes her cry! But why the heck did this CEO change? He didn't come close to her previously! "Rhea, marry me and I'll make sure that everyone who touches you regrets it." "I'm not in the mood for marriage right now!" "You don't have to worry, I'll give you everything you want, even my properties." "Maybe marriage isn't such a bad idea after all..."

On the very night Finn Chapman's first love got divorced, he threw the ninety-ninth divorce agreement at me. "Lisa's heart is broken. She can't move on. I have to take care of her," he said. Even our seven-year-old son tried to persuade me. "You should just agree to the divorce and leave," he told me. "Let Lisa move in. We don't need a maid like you anymore." Both father and son were certain I'd scream, cry, beg them not to throw me out. But I didn't. I simply nodded, quietly signed my name on the divorce papers, and left. Ten years later, my son became the top scorer on the SATs. During an interview, a reporter asked him, "What has motivated you to study so hard all these years?" He went silent for a moment. Then, in front of everyone, his eyes turned red. "Because I wanted to tell my mom," he said, voice trembling, "I've grown up now. Will you come back? Please don't leave me again."

Le jour de son dix-huitième anniversaire, Amber Cry a ressenti l'appel de son partenaire alors qu'elle servait les invités lors de la fête du chef de meute. Cependant, son partenaire n'est autre que Tayler, l'alpha de la meute de la Lune d'Or. En découvrant qu'Amber n'est qu'une simple servante, Tayler refuse de l'accepter et la menace même de la qualifier de renégate si elle osait révéler leur lien. Amber se retrouve donc contrainte de rester au sein de la meute, condamnée à la solitude. Pourtant, elle se dit qu'il doit y avoir une raison pour laquelle la Déesse de la Lune les a réunis. Peu importe la raison, parviendra-t-elle à lui pardonner ? Supportera-t-elle le rejet et en sortira-t-elle plus forte ?

Sixteen-year-old Rithanya can’t wait to go to boarding school and follow her dream of entering the Armed Forces Medical College. A far cry from the busy city life in her hometown of Bangalore, the strict, rural boarding school has strange rules and a stringent way of life for the students. Rithanya quickly settles in, making friends and enjoying her new life away from her sometimes overbearing family. But it isn’t all fun and games. The hostel food is intolerable and Rithanya starts to feel the pressure of her intense studies. She has terrible nightmares of failing her exams and disgracing her family, and her poor diet isn’t helping. The drudgery of capsuled academic studies, stringent rules, unpalatable food and the rat race for perfection triggers depression and an attack of psychosis of unimaginable magnitude in her mind. Once a bright and carefree girl, she falls into a terrible mental state of overwork and anxiety. Her deteriorating condition is of great concern to her family. Can Rithanya get better and continue her studies, or will the overwhelming pressure and her deteriorating mental health threaten to spoil her future plans?

“Now listen to me carefully, Energia,” “This, is mine.” he said with his hands brushing my mouth. “This, is also mine.” I watched as his hands move down to touch my ass. My breathing quickened and just at that moment, in between my thighs dripped wet. “Did I forget to say this?” My mouth parted in shock as his hands reached through my joggers, cupping my sex. “Getting too excited, are we?” With a half-smirk, he asked. He then took my lips again. He softly bit it, making me cry out in pleasure. “And, this.” he murmured, with my breasts in his hand. He pinched the nipple and rubbed them softly with his thumb. “In fact, all of you. And, I refuse to share it with anyone at all. You are mine, Energia. Mine and mine only,” *** A sassy stripper named Serena. A ruthless Lycan Alpha named Luca. What happens when these two different people are brought together by the Moon Goddess? How about when two different enemies from both sides come forward with a quest to ruin them all? It's all a game. A game of the Mafias, Lycans, Hybrids, Witches and Elves.

“Valerian!” a cry came from outside and my feet rushed to the door, my body having recognised the voice before my brain could comprehend what was happening. I yanked the door open and almost broke down crying at the sight before me, “Queen Lyla!” Bethany gasped from behind me. I scooped her into my arms, my eyes searching for any unwanted presence before rushing her into the living room. “Valerian put me down, we don’t have much time!” she rushed out the command as she struggled to get down. Silently obeying, I put her down, taking note of how she looked and it wasn’t pretty. Her hair, that was always neatly made, looked like a bird’s nest; twigs and leaves hanging from the knots. Her long white sleeping robe dirty and bloody from her waist down, she looked a royal mess; with a bunch of blankets wrapped around her upper half. “My Queen, what happened?” Beth asked as she handed me my medicine bag.

My husband used to love me so much. Back then, he proposed 99 times just to marry me. It wasn't until the 100th proposal that I was finally moved by his persistence and became the envied Mrs. Frederick Morrison of Harbor City. On our wedding day, I gave him 99 reconciliation vouchers. We agreed that as long as these vouchers weren't used up, I would stay by his side forever. … It's been five years since then. Every time Frederick goes out to see another woman, he uses up one reconciliation voucher. Gradually, he suddenly notices that I've changed. I no longer cry or beg him to stay. Only when he loses his mind over his innocent secretary again do I quietly ask him, "Frederick, if you don't come back tonight, can I use a reconciliation voucher?" He pauses mid-step, then immediately turns. "Of course." He thinks he still has many reconciliation vouchers. He doesn't realize this is his last one.

Arthia Violette, a Fine Arts student, majoring in Painting, has always been sure that her sole purpose in this life is to become a wife. She would always cry over proposals and wedding scenes in movies or books. She believes in marriage and has always been so fond of marrying in her early 20's. But at 20, she still has the NBSB badge. And just when she had already given up dating and just decided to wait for what we call in God's time, Antonio Nicholas, an Architecture student, suddenly slid through her Instagram DM's. Not only that, he slid into her DM's, but he also turns out to be the son of her father's colleague, and Av being a die-hard fan of destiny, thought that maybe it was her shot at it. It was the start of everything. And finally, at 21, Av got a boyfriend! And at 23, she got married to the man of her dreams. At 24, she had her gallery, art workshop, and art store. She had her first successful major exhibit. She's living the life she has always dreamed of. What could possibly go wrong?

I've waited five years for my mafia fiance, Daniele Moretti, while he keeps pushing our wedding back again and again. I've turned down every man who approaches me and put up with all the snide comments from high society. On the eve of exchanging our marriage alliance contract, thanks to a bet with his lover, Daniele decides it's hilarious to switch the groom's name. He replaces himself with his uncle, Samuele Moretti, a man who is practically on his deathbed. Daniele laughs as he brags to his friends, "Regina's obsessed with me. When she finds out, she'll cry and beg me to change it back." I stand just outside the door and hear every word. On the day of the wedding, I take Samuele's arm—the "sickly wreck" Daniele keeps mocking—and walk him up the aisle. When Daniele finally shows up late with his lover and tries to turn the ceremony into a spectacle, I slap him across the face. Now he's the one who has to call me Aunt Regina.