Kiss The Scumbag

She kissed the wrong man and became his wife. Leslie Webster has always been the family’s dirty little secret; an illegitimate daughter forced to live in the shadows while her half-sister basks in the spotlight. Her only solace is her long-term boyfriend... until she catches him in her sister’s arms. Heartbroken and humiliated at a glittering banquet, Leslie kisses the first man who walks in just to prove she still has a shred of dignity left. But the man she kisses isn’t just anyone. He’s Saint Baxter, the cold, untouchable billionaire who never lets a woman near him. And days later, he sues her for harassment. A story of revenge, redemption, and forbidden desire. When an unwanted kiss becomes the spark that burns down two empires, only love can rise from the ashes.

"I'd love to see the look in your eyes when you kneel with a leash around your throat and do as your master says," Marshall Domayne, the hot guy I'd hated from highschool said to my face. "You'll make a great sub." "I'll never be a sub," I countered. "I love clean sex and can never be interested in your kinks." His lips lifted in a small smirk. "Ladies like you who are always in denial are the sweetest to break." .... All her life, Solayne wanted a man who would love her the right way. Fuck her the normal way. What she never prayed for was to get entangled with the rude difficult brother of her male best friend. She hated him terribly, but when the arrogant shithead became the only person that could help her with a scandal that was threatening to ruin her future, she had to go to the devil for help. But her best friend wasn't happy with the entanglement. He hated the way they looked perfect in public. Hated the way his brother's hand fit around her waist, the way he brushed her hair in public, and the way he kissed her like no one was watching. CONTENT WARNING! This book is rated 18+. It is twisted and dark in its own way. The MMC is a sadist and not someone that could pass for a saint. Raad with discretion.

My wife, Charlene Weber, has taken me to the Scumbag Court. If I'm found guilty, all my assets will be taken from me, and I'll face 10 years of imprisonment. Charlene, on the other hand, will get to marry her ideal man—Joel Quinlan—as she wishes. If I'm acquitted of all charges, Charlene will be made to divorce me without alimony. She'll also be cursed with bad luck and disfigured so badly she'll be the ugliest woman in the world. Conversely, I'll be given 10 million dollars in reparations and gain a lifetime's worth of good luck. Everyone is advising me to admit to my mistakes, but only because Charlene has always been a virtuous, devoted wife in their eyes. They think that there must surely be some complicated grievances between us at the moment. However, they are unaware that I've been reborn. This time, I'm going to tear off Charlene's mask of hypocrisy.

David, my fiancé and the man I loved, threw me out like trash seven days before the wedding. He chose his pregnant mistress, who was none other than her Ex. "She's carrying my child, Rose. I have to take responsibility." Rejected and betrayed right in front of the triumphant, smiling homewrecker, I fled to a nightclub to drown my sorrows. However, I accidentally crashed into a man with a dangerously dominant aura. A mysterious figure with an intoxicating scent awakened a primal longing within me. One accidental kiss didn't just ignite sparks in my body. It awoke something that had never stirred before, not even with David. But that mysterious scent succeeded, making me want to submit to the heat and strength of his powerful body. "Alpha... can you kiss me again?"

The day my parents divorced, I turned my back on the mother who loved me and clung desperately to my cheating father. In my previous life, I chose my mother without hesitation. Because the family never accepted me, she spent the rest of her life suffering for my sake, enduring endless scorn and hardship. This time, as I looked into her heartbroken eyes, I walked away without a backward glance. Five years later, I was scraping by at a seafood market, spending my days gutting fish amid the stench of saltwater and blood. Just as I expertly sliced open a fish's belly, my mother appeared. Her heels clicked across the damp floor as she navigated around puddles left by melting ice and approached me. She covered her nose in disgust, looked me up and down in my stained, shabby clothes, and let out a cold laugh. "No matter how hard you wash, you still reek of fish. This is the life you chose when you picked him over me. “The Cooper family's notorious young heir is about to form an alliance with our family through marriage. “As long as you kneel and beg me, I'll give you a chance to live a better life. What do you think? “You know I always mean what I say.” The contempt in her voice was unmistakable. I swallowed the metallic taste rising in my throat, flashed a carefree grin, and stepped closer. “Not only am I not kneeling, but you’ll have to kiss me first if you want me to go.” Just one kiss would be enough to get me through the last month of my life.

Badass, hot and untamable, Adam Garcia didn't earn the nickname 'The Wild One' from his fans for nothing. He's a sports enthusiast who loves risky adventures, especially in his dealings with the opposite sex. He fucks but never gives his heart, and he's determined to never let a woman shake him from his bad boy image. That is, until he meets a masked woman at a New Year's Eve masquerade party and he's instantly drawn in by her amber eyes. When she tells him about the legend of the kiss of eternal love which is supposed to make two people who meet on New Year's Eve and kiss at exactly midnight on New Year to love each other forever, Adam kisses her just to prove the legend wrong, but he's in for a shock. Who is the woman behind the mask, and why can't he stop dreaming about her? Is the Legend Of The Kiss Of Eternal Love real, and will it be enough to make Adam finally give love a chance? WARNING!!! THIS BOOK CONTAINS STEAMY CONTENT THAT IS TARGETED AT AN AUDIENCE OF 18+. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!