Lovers
Mia's head spun, and time seemed to stand still for a moment. Her whole body shook violently, and her teeth clattered uncontrollably.
She clenched her hands into fists, digging her fingernails into the flat of her palms.
With a cracked voice, she asked in disbelief, "What did you just say?"
Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she desperately hoped that his words wouldn't break her heart again.
"I'm sorry, Mia. I can't do this again," he uttered, his voice low and calm, but the words reverberated loudly in her head.
The tears she had been fighting so hard to hold back broke loose, streaming down her face.
Mia sobbed uncontrollably while Max watched her in utter silence.
Suddenly, the weather changed, and it started to drizzle. Even nature seemed to share her sorrow.
Max and she had known each other for more than half their lives. They practically grew up together. Even as kids, they had harbored feelings for each other, and at the age of fourteen, Max had asked her to be his girlfriend. She accepted without hesitation.
Mia's heart wrenched, and she felt as if her life was being squeezed out of her. Her world revolved around him; how could she live without him?
She had noticed the change in his attitude long before this moment. He hardly had time for her. He was always busy. If she didn't initiate contact, he wouldn't bother looking for her.
Even when they were together, he seemed eager to leave.
She had observed everything and had done her best to hold on to him, to salvage their relationship.
She saw this breakup coming, but she hadn't expected it to happen so soon. She had tried her utmost best to prevent it, but here they were.
She continued to cry, her heart aching with every sob.
If only she had known what he wanted to say, she wouldn't have stepped out of the dorm to meet him.
It was already late at night, and she was about to go to bed when she received a message on her phone, telling her to come outside. It was from him.
Surprised and excited because he had initiated contact for the first time in a while, she hopped off her bunk bed and looked at herself in the mirror, running her fingers through her midnight black hair.
"Where are you going?" her bunkmate and best friend, Martha, keenly asked.
Martha was always curious about everything concerning her best friend, so Mia replied without holding anything back. "Max is here-I'll be right back."
She grinned, displaying a neat row of white teeth.
Slipping on a pair of flip flops, she rushed out without waiting for Martha's response.
But when she stepped out into the cold to meet her boyfriend, the expression on his face drained all color from hers.
He looked restless and impatient, and the moment he spoke, "Let's break up," Mia's heart shattered.
***
Mia cried for a while until her head started to ache terribly.
Sniffing, she looked up into his eyes. The eyes that once held love and endearment for her were now empty. He looked at her emotionlessly, and her heart constricted tightly in her chest. This wasn't the Max she knew.
Sniffling, she asked in a hoarse voice, "Who?"
A sweet, melodious voice suddenly came from behind Mia. "Max? Is that you?"
Max looked past Mia, and his eyes lit up.
Mia noticed that the same eyes that had looked at her with emptiness were now filled with admiration. He used to look at her that way...
Instinctively, she turned around in the direction of the
voice and saw a silhouette approaching them.
It was dark, and the light was dim. She squinted her eyes, trying to figure out who it was. As the person drew nearer, their form became clearer.
"Martha?" Mia's voice trembled when she saw her best friend standing beside her.
Thank God. She heaved a heavy sigh, and fresh tears began to pour from her eyes. "Martha, Max is breaking up with me."
"Please, plead with him on my behalf. He's my life; I can't live without him. I really can't," she cried helplessly, her whole body quivering. "Please..."
"Oh, Mia." Martha's face filled with concern, and she closed the space between them.
She drew Mia's head to her shoulder and began to pat her head. "Poor thing."
Martha sighed, while the girl cried uncontrollably, staining her dress.
"Max, why would you do such a thing?" Martha asked calmly, staring directly into Max's eyes.
Mia sniffled, her crying subsiding slightly. Now that her best friend was here, she would help Mia talk to Max and sort everything out. She sighed, sobbing softly.
Thank goodness she had Martha.
Max panicked as soon as he heard Martha's statement. Wasn't this what...
"I told you to let me know when you were about to tell her. How can you break her heart like this?" Martha scolded, her voice calm.
Martha's words sank in, and Mia lifted her head from Martha's shoulder.
"You knew?" Her voice quivered with disbelief. "Martha, you knew he was going to break up with me?"
Max let out a sigh. "I'm sorry. I texted you as soon as I got here," he replied to Martha.
Martha gave him a sad smile before turning to face Mia. "Mia, I'm sorry-but yes, I knew. I'm so sorry." Her expression turned somber.
Martha shook her head, denying the truth. This couldn't be real. Her best friend couldn't have known. She tried to calm herself, but the truth was glaring at her.
"You knew, Martha? Why didn't you tell me?" Mia sobbed.
If the breakup news had shattered her heart, the words she heard next completely shattered her.
"I didn't tell you because I'm the one Max is in love with."
"We tried to suppress our love for each other, but it just wouldn't die. That's why we decided to tell you."
"We didn't want to keep you in the dark any longer." Martha began to sob.
Mia stood in a daze for a couple of seconds. She couldn't comprehend the words her best friend was speaking.
A wave of nausea washed over her. "Wh-what... did you just say?" she stuttered.
Martha's voice cracked. "I'm sorry, Mia. I'm really sorry. We couldn't help it; it's a natural feeling. We can't cheat nature." She wailed.
Mia stopped crying at that moment. She stood still, her eyes empty, void of emotion. Slowly, she raised her hand and pointed her finger at Martha, then at Max. She chuckled, a sound devoid of sanity, and turned around. With staggering steps, she began to walk back into the dorm.
"Mia!" Max called out, attempting to go after her.
Although he no longer loved her, he couldn't bear to see her like this.
But right at that moment, Martha's wailing grew louder. Max halted, his footsteps freezing, and rushed to her side.
"Why are you crying?" Max furrowed his brow, genuine concern etched on his
face.
"Mia hates me now," Martha sobbed between her tears.
"Don't think that way, Martha. She'll understand. It couldn't be helped-it can't be helped," he comforted her, wrapping his arms around her.
Martha clung to him, holding him tightly, and continued to cry.
Max bit his lower lip, hating to see her in pain. "Wipe your tears. I'll take you to Domino's."
She sniffled, and her tears ceased immediately. She loved Domino's so much. "Look at how much power your words have over me. So, you think I'm a glutton..." She pouted her lips playfully.
Max laughed. "No," he said, and she playfully hit his chest.
"But what about Mia?" she hesitated.
Max pursed his lips. "She'll be fine. She'll understand."
Mia Thomson, an eighteen-year-old high school student, is heartbroken when she learns her longtime boyfriend has fallen for her best friend. Overwhelmed, she collapses and is rushed to the hospital. There, she unexpectedly encounters Shawn Mandez, the CEO of Beats Corporation, who urgently needs a spouse. Despite her predicament, Mia decides to help him out, only to be swiftly served divorced by him immediately after they finish signing their marriage certificate: “I’ll have my personal assistant send you the divorce papers," the CEO, who was not a man of many words, uttered coldly. Right at this moment, a sleek black Maybach pulled up in front of them. Without sparing the girl as little as a second glance, the demi-god stepped into the luxurious car and it soon disappeared out of sight. Mia was stunned.
"Hi, I’m Ethan Moore. You're mine from this moment onward," he declares, holding the car door open for her. “What?—” Elizabeth exclaims. “Get in the car,” Ethan commands, unfazed by her protest. “What—I don’t even know who you are—you think having a baritone voice can make you stand in front of me and spout rubbish from that godforsaken thing you call a mouth?!” Elizabeth's irritation is palpable. Ethan smirks. Nice, she’s got a sharp tongue—he likes sharp tongue. Turning to the nearest bodyguard, he orders, “get her in the car.” Meeting Elizabeth's gaze, he adds, “if she resists, throw her in the trunk.” .............................................. Pressured by his parents to marry, Ethan Moore is forced to kidnap a stranger. He offers her a deal to pose as his wife whenever necessary. *** All Elizabeth Claire wants is to escape the clutches of the crazed billionaire who kidnapped her. She tries various tricks to break free, but her attempts are thwarted when…
"Hi, I’m Ethan Moore. You're mine from this moment onward," he declares, holding the car door open for her. “What?—” Elizabeth exclaims. “Get in the car,” Ethan commands, unfazed by her protest. “What—I don’t even know who you are—you think having a baritone voice can make you stand in front of me and spout rubbish from that godforsaken thing you call a mouth?!” Elizabeth's irritation is palpable. Ethan smirks. Nice, she’s got a sharp tongue—he likes sharp tongue. Turning to the nearest bodyguard, he orders, “get her in the car.” Meeting Elizabeth's gaze, he adds, “if she resists, throw her in the trunk.” .............................................. Pressured by his parents to marry, Ethan Moore is forced to kidnap a stranger. He offers her a deal to pose as his wife whenever necessary. *** All Elizabeth Claire wants is to escape the clutches of the crazed billionaire who kidnapped her. She tries various tricks to break free, but her attempts are thwarted when…
Ameera was suddenly hit by a billionaire’s car and went into coma for three months. When she woke up, she realized that she’d not only lost her pregnancy, but even her fiancé was getting married to her manager in a couple of days. Her life was over. Her career as a model was over. The billionaire had ruined her and she despised him for it. She wanted revenge—and she would get it. She decided to sign a contract with him, and when she does, she’s met with the unexpected. Akurrrrr!
He's the most influential in South Korea, She has five part-time jobs. When fate brings them together, they don't start on good terms. *** Emily Chen gets hit by Joel Manchester —the CEO of Empire World Corporation. He helps her to the hospital and offers her money, as compensation for the accident, and to shut her up about it. But she rejects his money and asks for something else. Any idea what her request is? Come along, now!
Five years ago, he upped and left his wife without informing her. He had always felt unworthy. As a result, he decided to go and become a better man. It took him five whole years of daily hard work. When he was satisfied, he returned as a powerful and honorable man. He intended to start a family with his wife. But he got back to meet the greatest shocker of his life. He actually had a daughter!
Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called “sister”. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, “Never!”
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
RIEKA She was a naive, chubby, wolfless werewolf, maltreated by her mate to the point where she loses her sanity and womb, her crime was being chubby and less attractive than her peers. GABRIEL He was a handsome, strong willed womanizer, who happens to a hybrid ALPHA prince, the person he loves the most is his kid brother RALPH. He has searched high and low for a mate he could never find. What will happen when he finds out that his beloved brother's ex wife, happens to be his long awaited mate, who was maltreated and is currently mentally unstable? Will he forgive his brother for hurting his mate? or will blood flow?
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. "It's time to reveal your true identity, darling."