love your imperfections

This book gathers different love stories, yes, love stories. All these stories that I collected over time, that were told to me by friends, acquaintances, relatives and others from my own imagination ink. And perhaps, there is some coincidence.

A cross, over 5 generations ago dawned on Serene Brook, a bubbly yet exceptional beauty. She found out that she inherits the gene of werewolf and they are active in her. Fate brought Mountain Manuka pack werewolves in her path and everything spiraled off when she found out that King Samrat, the king to all werewolf has been looking for her for the past 200 years. Amidst gaining way into her newfound lycanthrope ability, she was thrown into a love triangle with Alpha Zaden and his Beta Orien. Will she be able to outsmart King Samrat? Will she find her true soulmate?

Telling your husband you love him should be one of the most natural and heartfelt things in a marriage. However, for Arlet, it was anything but easy. Arlet had never imagined that she would find herself standing in as a replacement bride for the man she had loved ever since she first understood the meaning of love. Ruben Rodriguez, a man with an irresistible allure, a billionaire whose very presence ignited a desire in any woman. However, when he discovered that Arlet was not the woman he had intended to marry, his world came crashing down. A tale of heartbreak where Arlet's emotions run deep, her love for Ruben encompassing every fiber of her being. While he remained oblivious to her existence, unaware of even her name. What would she do when the only thing he assigned to her name was his hatred. The story of one-sided love when she is in love with her husband, and he loves someone else.

"You'll know her when you see her." Lark realizes what his father meant the night he meets Erin. The most beautiful girl he has ever seen in his life. It is love at first sight and Lark knows he wants to marry Erin who has captured his heart. But Erin's father has other plans for his daughter. He will not allow her to marry a commoner such as Lark and he warns Lark to stay away. When Erin's father discovers that Erin and Lark have ignored him, he resorts to harsher measures and Lark finds himself cursed to live forever seeking Erin in every life she lives. The only way the curse can be broken is with a kiss from Erin but the curse itself makes it a near impossibility for Lark to get close to Erin in this life or the next let alone get her to kiss him. Lark eventually gives up and resigns himself to a life without Erin but the universe will not be thwarted and no-one gets to turn their back on a curse. Centuries later, Lark meets a girl he believes is Erin reincarnated. The woman he believes is Erin knows part of his secret and fools him into accepting her as Erin reincarnated. She has her own goals and they do not involve love. Will Lark discover the truth and will fate bring him the real Erin reincarnated? Will they be together at last and will they survive the challenges thrown at them again even if they can finally beat the curse and be together?

Have you ever imagined what it is like to live in a rich and respected family? when you have to uphold the crown that was attached to your identity from birth. How you need to try hard and live by the standards that others have set for you. you are demanded to be perfect, failing which you will be left out without thinking twice. No matter how hard the options life gives, These are the options one has. The story takes you into an emotional journey of how difficult it is to choose and more so to live by your own choices and decision

"Why do you care so much for someone who is toxic for you?" "Her heart isn't toxic, her world is. I crave her."

Daphne Yildiz's life seems playful as she meets twins Craig and Cara White. Because of the past, she was allegedly running away, and she was forced to hold on to the knife and accept the twins' offer to her. She will marry Craig in exchange for her education and safety in the hands of the people looking for her. Soon she falls for Craig because of his kindness, but she doesn't know why the man doesn't seem to look at her as a woman. She is left frustrated by Craig's lack of affection until she gets close to Cara and forms a romance that shouldn't be. In the end, who weighs more, the first man who made her heart beat or its sister who made her so crazy in love?

Orphaned by her mother's death, Riri Chance had no home to go to. That was until Uno, a celebrity previously handled by her mother, agreed to take her in. More than the enigma, the beauty, and the riches, there was something strange about Uno. Something that made Riri question her sexuality, her emotions, and more importantly, her sanity.

What happens when you fall in love with the fantasy man in your dreams only to discover that he's real... but, not human? That's the question that Gertie Hitchcock faced. Not only did her hot and sexy dream man show up in the flesh, but so did a lot of unexpected situations that included alien shape shifters and crazy lovers who stalked and kidnapped her! Can her Dream Love come to her rescue and save her from some seriously bad errors in judgement?

I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history cl once said that I had perfect s. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My s. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Angelina Valentine." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Angel," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Edwin. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.