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El Shifting Es Real

Señor Presidente: Usted es el padre de mis trillizos

—M... ¡Marissa! ¿Son mis hijos? —Los ojos de Rafael no se apartaban del rostro adorable de los niños. —No, Rafael. No lo son —dijo Marissa con una sonrisa fingida—. No son tuyos. ¿Recuerdas? —pestañeó de manera bastante dramática—. ¡Nunca nos casamos! Valerie Aaron, la hermana mayor de Marissa Aaron, dejó plantado a su novio ciego el día de su boda y se fugó. Para salvar las apariencias, la familia de Merissa le rogó que se casara con Raphael Sinclair. ¿La ironía? No se le permitió decirle a su esposo ciego que ella no era Valerie sino Merissa Aaron. El día de la exitosa cirugía ocular de Raphael, Marissa se enteró de que Valerie había vuelto para tomar su legítimo lugar como nuera de Sinclaire. Marissa intentó explicarle a su esposo que ella era la que estaba casada con él, pero él no le creyó. En vez de seguir convenciéndolo, la desconsolada Merissa decidió dejar la ciudad sin contarle su secreto. Raphael Sinclair era la definición clásica de una belleza impactante y era el único heredero del grupo de industrias Sinclair. ¿Qué haría él cuando se enterara que todo este tiempo la mujer que le ofreció su amor y su cuerpo no era Valerie sino su hermana menor Marissa Aaron? ¿Cómo reaccionaría al saber que era el padre de los bebés que Marissa llevaba en su vientre? ¿Iría tras Marissa para recuperarla? ¡Y la pregunta del millón! ¿Podrá Marissa alguna vez perdonarlo y volver a amarlo?
JessicaKaye911 · 1.7M Views

The Senior Year Shift

This book is dedicated to all the young adults who have ever felt like they didn't quite fit in, who have stumbled and fallen but always found the strength to rise again. To those who have navigated the complexities of friendships, family, and first loves with courage and grace, this story is for you. It’s a testament to the incredible resilience of the human spirit, the transformative power of love, and the unwavering belief in the possibility of a happy ending, even amidst the chaos and uncertainty of growing up. It's a dedication to the quiet moments of self-discovery, the exhilarating highs of unexpected connections, and the bittersweet pangs of letting go of the familiar to embrace the unknown. It's a nod to the messy, beautiful journey of becoming who you are meant to be, a journey filled with laughter, tears, and the unwavering support of those who love you. To those who have moved from town to town, never quite finding their footing, only to bloom brilliantly in unexpected places; this book is dedicated to you. Your constant adaptation, your capacity to build bridges where you once felt lost, is an inspiration, proof that home isn't necessarily a place but the people who anchor you. For all the times you've felt like an outsider, this book reminds you that your unique perspective is a strength, your differences are celebrated, and your voice matters. This dedication also extends to those who have patiently weathered the storms of sibling rivalry, yet know the deep, unbreakable love that thrives even amidst playful teasing and occasional conflict. It's for the younger siblings who bring surprising wisdom and endless entertainment, and the older siblings who find themselves unexpectedly responsible for guiding and cherishing them through the years. This book celebrates those who dare to fall in love, knowing that the journey won't always be easy, that there will be challenges to navigate and hearts to mend. To those who have faced long-distance relationships, career decisions that tested their bonds, and misunderstandings that threatened to tear them apart but chose to fight for their love; your perseverance is a beacon of hope. It's a reminder that love’s true test isn’t in the absence of conflict, but the capacity to face it together, with unwavering loyalty and a shared desire to overcome. May this book inspire and resonate, offering comfort and hope in your unique journey of self-discovery, and may it leave a lasting impact on your hearts, as Sarah's journey has impacted mine.
MeikiI · 2.1K Views

Evil is Real

Not a sound, not even a whisper was heard from the Saint Claire household, it was though the devil came to steal,kill and destroy the last surviving members of the Eastern crusaders - the last line of defense against demons. It was a sad day for Zenemiah, the last son of Kish Saint Claire - a brave crusader who died in battle at the borders of their home land - Hailderguard. The members of the house hold gathered around the grave of their master, brother, friend husband and father, Zenemiah's mom and sister couldn't hold back their tears as the priest gave his final blessings to the dead man. " What will become of the household" - " the boy will be in charge"- the relatives of the Saint Claire's debated behind the crowd - "the boy is only 16, he doesn't even know what it means to be a crusader in Hailderguard", Kish's friend - Northington aforesaid. Zenemiah was just 16 yes, but he had already gotten some experience than the old chubby fools in the church - not because his family was rich, he had proven himself again and again in the church training camp that nothing is beyond limits as long as you set your mind towards achieving it. Hailderguard used to be a peaceful land - a place of the church, the Church of the Crusaders, until the devil came - from the depths of the earth, demons poured and their ways leading to the town's shores. To protect the citizens, the church formed a group of able-bodied men and women to slay the beasts, will the gifts of the Holy swords, the crusaders have kept the demons at bay - it was however unfortunate for Kish, who died in battle. The burial ceremony was over, Zenemiah's mom - Eve, called out the servants in the household and instructed to them to clear all of the dead master's belongings to the space room, just in that moment, Eve's daughter - Victoria interrupted when she was given further instructions to the eldest bulter of the household - Bartholomew. "Why are you doing this mother?".... "Father's burial was today and here you are trying to bury everything that reminds me of him, this is so cruel!".. Victoria cried out - "this is not up for discussion young lady,go to your room and lay your head" - Eve replied with such sorrowful bitterness... "If I may my mistress, the space will be come always for the children to still have a memory their late father" - Bartholomew pointed out.. "Very well, I'm sorry Victoria".. Eve said to her daughter, walking away with tears in her eyes. "Thank you Bartholomew" Victoria said. "It was no issue milady, but I fear the one person who's hurt more is your brother".. Bartholomew tried to sympathize with Victoria. Zenemiah hated everything at that moment - England, Hailderguard, the church, the Crusaders, demons ....even himself. ================================ It was 1845, one more year, he becomes a full pledged crusader but fear in his heart, the chances of him getting that driving confidence back is dim. Death is not evil not good - a law of nature, it can be evil sometimes and evil can be real
Davi_Mations · 8.2K Views
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