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After 5 years of marriage, my husband finally agreed when I proposed a wedding ceremony for the 99th time. That night, however, a fire broke out. I was nearly blinded by the smoke, suffered multiple organ damage, and our daughter was severely burned and fell into a coma. Heartbroken, Garrison rushed us to the hospital and had the arsonist sent to prison. When I regained consciousness, I frantically inquired about our daughter's condition, but unexpectedly overheard a conversation between the doctor and Garrison in the next room. "If we treat Miss Winters and the child now, there's still hope. Any later and Miss Winters will be blind for life, and your daughter might die. That's your own flesh and blood. Is it really worth taking such a big risk just to give Melody a wedding?" "The girl was never likable anyway, and we can always have more kids. If she goes blind, she won't have to see the wedding ceremony. It'll save us the trouble." "I owe Melody a debt. I just want to fulfill her dying wish and prevent her child from being called a bastard. With our daughter dead and Evelina blind, she can focus on caring for Melody's son." It turns out the ceremony I've been longing for all these years is something others can have at the drop of a hat.All these years, I've deluded myself into thinking my little family was blissful and perfect. In reality, it was nothing more than a dank, gloomy prison. If that's how it is, then I might as well leave.

After years of relentless study, Pluto earns a place in humanity’s first expedition into the afterlife: an uncharted realm filled with wandering souls and unknown dangers. Alongside three other specialists, he is tasked with observing and understanding this strange new world. But when their first mission collapses into chaos, Pluto is left at the edge of death, until a mysterious being offers him seven chances to live again, on one condition: he must learn to love everything, even suffering itself. As enemies grow stronger and his companions struggle with their own identities, Pluto becomes consumed by a single goal: to reach perfection. Yet in a world where even life and self are uncertain, he begins to question whether perfection is something to achieve… or something that can never truly belong to him.

On my fifth attempt to win over the male lead, I still haven't succeeded. System prompt: Host, if you don't succeed soon, you will be obliterated. I want to succeed too. Before I could ask, the System prompted again: Host, how about switching to another male lead? Damn! If this method existed, why didn't you suggest it sooner!

An horror story which will give you chills

At sixteen, Betty has been trained to take over the Gates after the demise of her father. The gates had four rules for everybody who cared to survive: - Never leave the Gates - Never disobey Don - Always mind your business - Always be ready for a fight - Betty loved her father so much so that she made him her role model but after sixteen long years, Betty has finally come to know the truth about her lovely father and this made Betty Batter his weapon of destruction.

Volume 1-Kayla has self-imposed a mission to kill her father Volume 2- C&C

let's hear it, pethetic is the name of the game... I think ;)

Are demon always bad and do humans really struggle against them? Go through the story to know the truth of the world where humans and god rule and demons and other races struggle.

Leslie began her writing career as a stay-at-home-mom. Her life-long love for reading lead to reviewing books for Goodreads, Amazon and Jillian Dodd's Author Blog. Leslie is also the cofounder of The Indie Bookshelf, which hosts yearly author signings, primarily in the Dallas/FT Worth area. When she is not writing, you will find her lunching with friends, sipping a cup of joe, binging on Netflix or working on a home DIY project. Leslie lives in Texas with her husband, teenage son and daughter, and two very silly pugs. He knew me from the moment I stepped through the broken window. Studying me. Watching me. Changing me. I was unaware of him at first; my life was too out of control to notice. The constant moving and lack of money after Mom divorced Dad was turning her into a different person. All she did was drink and she was now this angry person I didn't want to know. But once I stepped through the window inside that house, I could feel the peace surrounding me. Hugging my body as if it had arms. Protecting me. Loving me. It was like the house knew what I craved and it felt too good to question any of it. So I went back, day after day. I hungrily guzzled up the euphoria like a raging alcoholic, reaching for another drink. Just like my mother…

Walking into the restaurant, I was definitely no longer in the mood to celebrate. When Levi and I got to the table, Tajah stood up, came to me and wrapped her arm around my shoulders, "Are you okay?" She asked me. I looked at my best friend. We've known each other our entire lives. I KNOW her. "You knew didn't you?," "and did you?" I looked at Josh. Neither of them said a word but the looks on their faces told me more than their words ever could've. "Right, of course both of you did. You're his best friend, and you're his best friend's girlfriend. What I can't understand though, is how nobody  found time to tell me?"