The Unwanted Prodigy
I was born into silence—no cries of joy, no arms reaching for me. Just cold eyes judging me as a failure before I even breathed. Growing up, love was a word in dictionaries, not something I felt. Now, here I am, surrounded by people who still don’t see me… but they will. I’ll make them. Because this time, I’m not asking for approval. I’m taking what’s mine.Rain taps against the library window like whispers I’ve spent my life trying to ignore. My fingers tremble—not from cold, but from the email open on my screen: Congratulations, you’ve been selected for the Vanguard Research Program.
Only ten students. Handpicked. And I wasn’t supposed to qualify. Not someone like me—no name, no sponsors, no one waiting at home to celebrate.
Then my phone buzzes. Unknown number. One message: We know what you are. Drop out now, or we expose everything.
I stare at the reply box. Do I respond with defiance? Delete it and pretend it didn’t shake me? Or dig deeper into who’s threatening me—risking the only chance I’ve ever had?
Moonflower
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Daughter of the Moon
You are the Luna who died—betrayed by your Alpha, left broken beneath the moon you once blessed. But the goddess has answered your silent scream. You rise again, reborn in shadow and sacred fire. This time, you won’t kneel. This time, you hunt.
The Chronicles of Jenny
Jenny is your quiet classmate—the one who smiles through heartbreak, laughs at her own bad luck in love, and still believes in romance despite every reason not to. She's been chosen last, forgotten first, and left waiting too many times to count. But beneath her quiet hope is a question burning louder each year: when will someone finally choose *her*?
Married to the Cold-Hearted Billionaire
I signed the prenup without reading it. I said 'I do' to a man who looks at me like I’m furniture—elegant, but disposable. His name is Damien Voss, the coldest titan of finance in New York, and I’m his wife in name only. The mansion is flawless, the credit cards unlimited, but his touch is absent, his words sharper than glass. They say he married me for revenge against my father. But lately, I’ve caught him watching me when he thinks I can’t see. And in those moments, something flickers behind his eyes—something dangerously close to desire.
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