Running With Purpose

Jenny posted a picture of me and her brother, who had an intellectual disability. The caption? "Finally, a happy ending!" The comments were all the same: "Is this your sister-in-law? She’s gorgeous!" I simply replied with a question mark, but Jenny ignored me and responded to someone else instead. "She's kinda my sister-in-law, yes!" It didn't take long for Steven to call me, his tone full of anger. "It was just a little edit, do you really have to blow things out of proportion?" Half an hour later, Jenny posted another photo of her sitting in Steven's luxury car, and even tagged me in it. "We may not be related by blood, but this big brother of mine has always been my rock!" Steven commented. "I'll always be here." I knew he was trying to get a rise on me on purpose to appease Jenny, but I didn't grace them with a reply this time. All I did was like the post and file for divorce.

On the day of my daughter’s dance competition, a madman suddenly charged at her with an iron rod. To protect her, I took dozens of hits, and my arm was brutally broken. My husband, William Zafron, caught the madman on the spot and rushed us to his private hospital. In the hospital room, I woke up from the pain and tried to call for William. Then I overheard the doctor asking him, “Weren’t we just replacing the knee joint? Why did you hurt Ms. Nina and kill Ella?” “Nina only has a broken arm and some wounds. Her injuries aren’t fatal.” William replied, “Ella’s purpose was to be an organ carrier for Sophia’s daughter. Now that she has fulfilled her role, there’s no need for her to live. “After all... Sophia’s daughter is my own child.” That was when I realized that my daughter was just an organ carrier to him. What he did not know was that Sophia’s daughter was not even his.

Alex, get up!”
A sharp slap to the leg.
“You think we’re running a daycare down here?”
Fifteen-year-old Alex scrambled out of her pile of thin blankets on the basement floor, eyes wide, limbs sore. Another day, another list of chores. Cooking. Cleaning. Smiles for those who kicked her. Silence for those who didn’t see her at all.
Upstairs…laughter, Alpha Cole’s family was having breakfast. She could smell the cinnamon.
Down here? Mold. Dust. And the quiet ache of a girl who didn’t know she was born to change the world.

Nadia Bush signed the divorce papers without hesitation, walking away from billionaire Colin Wells with a secret he never asked about and never deserved to know. She disappeared, rebuilt her life, and became someone he could never reach again. Colin lost five years in a crash, the marriage, the woman he broke, but not the feeling that he lost something that mattered. Now she’s back, colder, untouchable, and hiding something that changes everything… if he never knew about his child, why does it feel like she’s been running from him all along?

"My will to live is weak.By all accounts, I should be dead, but somehow I made it through. Broken, battered, and barely hanging on, I’m forced to rely on the man who destroyed me. Recovery is a long road, and I’m not sure I can take it by his side, so I punish him, refusing to grant forgiveness.But it’s still there—the spark. That incessant pull that I can’t escape.The deepest scars of our hearts spill out. All the secrets we kept locked away are laid bare.Everything is different. Time is running out.All the infractions are catching up to us."

Hoping to have a good time on a lonely night, Kelvin visits a strip club he barely goes to. Kelvin’s presence in the club draws the attention of Shola and her colleagues who were trying so hard to stay away from trouble. But the event between Kelvin and an exotic dancer led to other events: Kelvin running off in a hurry, a Worm who found interest in Kelvin, and Shola and her colleagues in a bid to unravel Kelvin’s mysteries. This night and its events would lead to a forbidden romance between a werewolf and a vampire which would put several lives in the line of danger.

Choice denied, hope gone, dreams lost, not even a happy ever after had a spot for Ryan. Being sold to the most feared and cruel Alpha wasn't exactly thrilling. She needs to bear him an heir for her freedom but once again, fate throws her another blow. Running away is her only option. Five years later, with her company at the verge of bankruptcy, the biggest company in New York suddenly offered to help under the condition she gets married to the CEO. But there's a catch, the CEO is her nemesis come back to life, who's intent on revenge

Her village burned. Her family died. Liora fled to Kraithan, thinking she had left the monsters behind—but one high-ranking vampire shows up in her apartment, wounded, dangerous, and impossible to ignore. Weak but cunning, he carries secrets that could lead her to the creature who destroyed her home—or drag her into a darkness she has spent her life running from. To survive—and to strike back—Liora must confront what it truly means to become the monster. And in a city where vampires, werewolves, and humans collide, every choice could be deadly.

Samantha's life became an adventure when she found out she was carrying Lucas's pregnancy, his family rejected her, knowing full well that she was fated with Lucas. Samantha strived to raise her babies in secret until she met Alexander, the Lycan king. Lucas came running to Samantha once again only for him to uncover her biggest secret. What is the faith of Samantha's kids? What will Lucas do after he finds out about his offspring? Find out as this thrilling werewolf action story unfolds

Joy Jones was a seventeen-year-old kind and optimistic girl working in her grandpa's flower shop, but she had a secret. She was suffering from acute lymphoblastic leukaemia and wanted nothing, but to die peacefully. That was until Logan Kellerman, a young man with suicidal tendencies came storming into her life and stole roses from her grandpa's flower shop. Instead of running away with what he came for, he found himself falling deeper and deeper into her as she made his heart skip in delight, for she was, in her own words, a little bit of Joy.