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The Summer's Solstice

The Summer's Solstice

"Yes, come on" Laina pulled me into a mall. "I'll just go with you Laina. Don't make me spend any more money. Later your Mommy and Daddy will be angry about that" I refused when he wanted to buy me a cellphone. "Fine. I'll buy the new phone. Then, I'll give this to you" Laina went directly inside the mall. My eyes widened at the price of the cellphones he was looking at. It's different when you're rich and can buy everything you want. "I like this one. What do you think Jeah?" I cringed when I saw the price of what he was going to buy. "If I were you, you're cheap, the camera is the only difference between cellphones, as long as you can laugh and text, that's okay" I suggested here but she just ignored it. He gave his card to the cashier and bought the cellphone he wanted. I just sighed when we got out of the shop. "Here. From now on this is what you will use. Throw away your keypad phone" Laina handed me her old cellphone. "It's Laina. I can't accept it. It's okay with my push-button cell phone" "I'll take no for an answer. Take it or I'll throw it away" I just smiled and did nothing but accept what it gave. Laina Ayden Salvador is my best friend. When we were young, we often played together. Because their private school is opposite our public school. One day I saw him fighting so I defended him since then he has always been waiting for me. He gives me food, clothes and so on. I am also very grateful to this friend of mine because when I am in dire straits, I just say one thing and he gives and does not even ask me to pay. "Jeah, Brother Yadiel is outside. Let's go" Jeah pulled me and went to his older brother. We quietly entered his black car. "Hi Brother, thank you for picking me up. I bought a new phone" he proudly showed his brother the newly purchased cellphone. "Where's your old phone? It's still fine" he said gruffly while peering at us in the rearview mirror. "I gave it to Jeah. I don't want it anymore, I'm fed up" he said and smiled at me. Yadiel Summer and I met our eyes in the rearview mirror. I can see the meeting of his eyebrows and his insulting smile. I just held my breath. This is why I don't want Laina's family to think that I am using her. "Wait I left something in the car" Laina quickly left me in their living room. As he exited, Summer entered. "Enjoying your new phone?" he said while smiling. "So? What are you going to ask my brother for next, a laptop? a car? a house?" It pained me when I heard his judgment of me. Out of the four of them, Summer is always hot-blooded to me. Laina's other twin treated me well, as did her Mommy and Daddy. "Whatever makes you sleep at night Summer" I faked a smile and tortured him. "Yeah, yeah, gold digger" he said before leaving me. I felt a pain in my heart after hearing what Summer said. It's not my fault that I was born poor. It's not my fault that I was orphaned early. I am trying to get out of life. "Oh you're here Jeah" Catalina came down from their 2nd floor. It had a beautiful smile and smiled when it saw the phone I was holding. "It's a good thing you accepted it. I thought you wouldn't like what we gave you," said Catalina and squeezed my hand. "Thank you for this. You and Laina made a plan together" "It's nothing, you deserve it. Oh, how can I leave first, I have somewhere else to go" he said and left in a hurry. "Jeah, come on. I want to make you my model" Laina pulled me into her room. His course is fashion designing and he often makes me a model for the concepts he comes up with. I can't do anything because it seems like this is my only payment for the people he helps me with. Laina dressed and fixed me. "Wow, you look so gorgeous. I'm sure there will be many likes when I upload your photos" Laina pulled me to their garden because that's where our mini photoshoot will be done. I stopped walking when I saw Summer sitting with a girl. It almost hugged him. Summer suddenly turned in my direction. I immediately looked away because I was lost in its presence. "Come here Jeah! Get here quickly" Laina quickly gave me instructions on what pose to do. "Nice.. perfect" he shouted as he pressed the camera one after the other. I smile every time Laina gives me a complement. "My bestfriend is so perfect" he shouted while taking a picture of me. I just shook my head at him. I turned to Summer who was now watching Laina and I's photoshoot. I suddenly felt ashamed and embarrassed because of the way he was staring. Are you looking at me! He has a woman next to him! I was brought back to reality when my cellphone rang loudly. "Aww, I'm still getting a little but it's okay," said Laina I still have school. I got a part time job to support myself. I don't want to rely on my relatives especially and I am often criticized. "brot Yadiel, take Jeah. You're leaving too" "Not anymore Laina. I can drive a jeep" I quickly denied him. "Wow, you're still choosy. Hurry up and get dressed, I'll wait downstairs" Summer said and
HIS 6TH BRIDE FATAL OBSESSION

HIS 6TH BRIDE FATAL OBSESSION

Some cages are lined with silk. Some chains are dipped in gold. But they still hold you captive. Nineteen-year-old Cassia Hale becomes the sixth bride of billionaire Killian Thorne, not out of love, but as payment for her father's gambling debts. One threat against her fifteen-year-old sister. One signature. And her life as she knew it is over. Thrust into a mansion with five other wives, Cassia quickly learns she's different. Killian doesn't just want her, he's obsessed. She's the only one he intends to legally marry, the only one who can give him an heir, the only one who matters. But in a house where wives compete for survival and a mysterious fortune lies buried beneath the gardens, being the favorite makes her the biggest target. Isla, the cunning queen bee, sees Cassia as an existential threat. Nessa, the jaded rebel, warns her to run while she can. Vera drowns in forbidden love with a servant. Mira watches everything with calculating eyes. And sweet, kind Thalia hides the most dangerous secrets of all. When groundskeeper Dash offers Cassia escape and what seems like genuine love, she's torn between the monster who owns her and the man who might save her. But as drugged seductions, calculated betrayals, and murders disguised as accidents tear through the mansion, Cassia discovers the other wives aren't her only problem. Someone is systematically eliminating the competition. Bodies are disappearing. Lies are unraveling. And Killian's dark empire, built on weapons dealing and blood money is more dangerous than she ever imagined. As Cassia falls pregnant and the mansion descends into chaos, she must navigate deadly games where jealousy kills and trust is fatal. One by one, the other wives fall, exposed, destroyed by their own schemes, until only one question remains: Will Cassia become another casualty? Or will she claim her crown as the only woman fierce enough to stand beside a monster and transform him into a king? From captive to queen. From six brides to one. This is the story of how Cassia Hale became Mrs. Thorne and survived to rule his empire. A dark, intensely erotic romance about power, obsession, and choosing love with your eyes wide open. ⚠️ Trigger Warnings: Forced Marriage/Captivity Dubious Consent (initial encounters) Sexual Content (explicit, intense) Violence Emotional Manipulation Power Imbalance (age gap, wealth gap, power gap) Threats to Family Members (Lila) Dark Themes (obsession, possession, control) Death (side characters) Psychological Intensity Potentially Triggering Romance Dynamic
The Billionaire's Special bride

The Billionaire's Special bride

Amelia Morgan is a struggling artist with a lot of debt, she finds herself in a desperate situation. With her dreams hanging by on the air with signs of impossiblility, she stumbles upon an unplanned opportunity: a contract marriage with one of the world's most eligible bachelors, billionaire CEO, Sam Blackwood. Sam Blackwood is a self-fulfilled man who has built an empire from scratch. Despite his immense wealth and success, his controlling parents refuse to let go of their old-world beliefs and traditions, constantly pressuring him to settle down. Determined to break free from their control and what he termed "trouble", he devises a plan to enter into a contract marriage to buy himself some time. When Amelia and Sam meet, their initial impressions clash. Amelia sees him as a cold, arrogant authoritative, while Sam views her as an ordinary, struggling artist. But driven by their individual goals, they reluctantly agree to the arrangement. As their fake marriage begins, Amelia finds herself clouded in a world of luxury, far beyond anything she's ever dreamt of. she discovers secrets about Sam, realizing that beneath his arrogant behavior lies a caring man burdened by family expectations. However, when secrets from Sam's past threaten to break the bond they were trying to build, Amelia must decide whether to trust her heart or protect herself from potential heartbreak. Will their contract marriage crumble under the weight of their personal decisions, or will their love prove strong enough to conquer all obstacles?
The Billionaire Transient Wife

The Billionaire Transient Wife

Not many people walk down the streets of New York drunk, especially in the middle of the day. They usually rush along the sidewalks and cross the streets, trying to race with time to earn more money. But not Cassandra. She was taking her precious time wandering around, struggling to walk in a straight line. Trying to keep her smile to herself, she looked around her, wondering why these people wore poker faces as they talked on their phones while walking briskly down the street. She was thankful she was self-employed—well, as what she would call it. Cassandra took a deep breath, the taste of beer still lingering in her mouth. She had been drinking since lunch time for no apparent reason. She squeezed her eyes for a better vision as she slowly walked while trying hard not to drop on the ground every time a passerby bumped into her. She felt her way to the wall and leaned against it, breathing heavily. She shouldn't have drank that much, she thought. Her hands were getting numb, her feet losing their strength. I'm going to faint right here if I don't find somewhere to rest, she murmured to herself. Hope abandoned her when she saw the long crowded street and even her blurred sight was a hindrance. She knew the street very well and she was pretty aware that there was not a place to rest. Fine, I'll sit anywhere then. Squinting one eye, she walked toward the nearest store and dropped on the bottom step, trying to keep her head high. If she dropped it any lower, she'd definitely throw up right there and then. Her phone started ringing again. She didn’t answer. She knew it was her father and he had been asking to see her since last week. She thought she should call him tomorrow, once she was back to her sober self. Cassandra didn't have a problem really—she was just like that. She did anything that came to her mind without thinking. When she had ordered her first bottle, she reasoned she wanted to celebrate her upcoming exhibit. When the second one came, she thought she was celebrating life. On the succeeding bottles, thoughts of celebration flew out the window. She stood up after her head cleared a little bit. She needed a cup of coffee, and she knew just the place for a perfect one. The rest must have done something good for she found it less difficult to find her way to the coffee shop. "My head is throbbing, I need a strong one," she told the lady behind the counter the moment she entered the shop. "What would you like?" Cassandra looked up at the menu, the letters merging into one. "Just...fix me something strong." "Okay, one really strong cappuccino coming up," the lady smiled. She fumbled in her purse for some coins, handed the lady a handful and said, "Just get the exact amount. I have trouble counting at the moment," The lady looked at her curiously but did as she asked. She handed Cassandra the rest of the coins and said, "I'll serve you your coffee if you want.” She must have noticed her customer struggling to stay on her feet. "Thanks. That will be great." Cassandra went to the nearest table and made herself comfortable, resting her chin on her hand. "Cassandra Anders?" a male voice said over her. "Hmm?" was all she could muster. She sensed some movement across the table from her and when she peered through her heavy lids, she noticed that a man was sitting at the empty chair facing her. "I'm Philip Strindberg and I need to talk to you." "Come back at a good time," she slurred and closed her eyes once again. "Now is the best time," the voice was now etched with irritation so she opened her eyes once again to look at the man, her bluish gray ones meeting his blue ones. "Best time for what?" she asked, not really in the mood for a chat. "To give you an offer you surely won't resist." She snorted, "And what is that?" "To be my wife." The alcohol that had been flowing like crazy through her veins stopped and drained down her head as she looked up at the handsome stranger in disbelief.