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Abigail Reed, struggling to make ends meet and reeling from a recent breakup, considers a surrogacy program to improve her financial situation. After a night of partying with her best friend, what happens when Abigail finds herself in a compromising position with a mysterious and handsome stranger? Logan Everett, a billionaire with a reputation for despising women, was in search of a surrogate. What happens when he meets his surrogate and decides that he won't be letting her go anytime soon?

Hindi madali ang lumaki sa anino na iniwan ng ibang tao, higit kanino man si Vanna ang nakakaalam ng mga bagay na iyan sapagkat simula pagkabata ay nakasunod lamang siya sa yapak ng nakatatandang kapatid at sa lahat nang utos ng kanyang ina. Kaya naman nang makilala niya si Atticus, inakala niyang ito na ang lalaking para sa kanya. Makalipas ang tatlong taon ay pumayag siyang magpakasal dito ayon na din sa kagustuhan ng kanyang mga magulang. Ilang araw bago ang dapat sana ay kasal nila, nahuli niya itong nagloloko. At ang masakit, sariling kapatid niya ang nakapatong dito. Dala nang pinaghalo-halong emosyon at tama ng alak na basta na lamang nilaklak, siya ay nagising sa isang hindi pamilyar na kama. Tandang-tanda niya ang gabing pinagsaluhan nila ng estraherong iyon at matutuwa na sana siya ngunit nang alukin ng pera kapalit ng paggamit sa kanyang katawan ay nagalit siya dito. Nilayasan niya ang walang hiya at sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon ay muling nagkrus ang kanilang mga landas, sa pagkakataong iyon wala na siyang kawala. Kailangan siya nito para magpanggap na asawa hanggang makuha ang mana at kailangan niya ito para magkapera. The timid yet sweet woman with a painful past and an arrogant business tycoon with a heartbreaker for a middle name. How long lust would last?

My younger sister was in a bad mood and went drinking at a bar, only to be dragged into a room by a few men. Not long after, she ended up pregnant. My husband, to protect her, actually suggested divorcing me so he could marry her instead. "Brooke only went to that bar because of me. I can't let people talk about her. Don't worry—once the baby is born and the paperwork is done, we'll remarry." I refused, but he heartlessly abandoned me, seven months pregnant, on the side of the highway. With my swollen belly, I walked for over an hour before finally making it off the road. There, I found my husband and my sister standing together, mocking me in my miserable state. "You wouldn't even help your own sister. Serves you right to suffer like this." "Noelle, don't be angry. I'm about to give birth, and Jensen only did it 'cause he was only worried about me." At that moment, I finally gave up completely. "Fine. Let's get divorced."

Benhail Gunther, a billionaire who owned one of the biggest wineries in Texas had lived a normal life until he got the news that was going to change his life forever. Now, he needed to act fast, and produce an heir to own all his assets. Emery, a young woman who schlepped the weight of the world on her shoulders, lived with her ailing twin sister who was on the verge of losing her life. She was her only family and she had to do all she could to save her. - - When Emery met Benhail in the passageway that led to the exit of the clubhouse, she summoned the courage to approach him and ask what he wanted. If they had the same interest, maybe they could strike a deal. She offered him prices but was surprised when he offered her a ridiculous amount of money that could change her life forever. She knew well that the money didn't come just for him to get her pussy screwed, there was more to it. She had to pay a price to be in his life for a year. The deal was signed, and rules were broken. Benhail was holding back, he was afraid he'd love her too much and leave her broken. But Emery was willing to get hurt, she wanted to know more, submit to his every will and be more than what and who he wanted her to be if only he'd let her in.

"Take me dangerously," she whispered softly, almost as a moan as I grabbed her ass. I pinned her to the bed, in-between my laps. She gasped at my erection and that only made me want her more! ______ Her definition of him - He's an Arrogant meanie handsome pervert. His definition of her - She's a stupid sexy bar angel. Kiara Kennedy attends a stripper show for a friend and comes in touch with a crazy billionaire Mafia King whom she thinks is a pervert. She isn't his type but strangely, Lucas finds himself drooling at her! After a one night stand, the two meet again! And this time, was it just a coincidence? or fate? Most importantly, Kiara is destined to punish her parents killer but after discovering Love, would she still be able to pull the trigger? Falling in love with a foe wasn't the plan. Damn his sexy figure! Add to your library for updates!

"Be my wife for eight months and I will save you from this hell. But if you fall in love with me? I will destroy you." She wasn't sold for a price. She was lost in a bet. A dark deal made in the shadows between a father who sold his own daughter without thinking twice and the man who runs the Blackwood empire. The CEO who doesn't just own money. He owns the city. He owns the law. He owns the men and their fates. She was just a normal designer until she became his wife on paper. A wife to a man who knows no mercy. A man who never loses a deal. A man who refuses to let the woman carrying his name be weak. Eight months. A marriage with no love. Strict rules. Forbidden feelings. But what happens when the deal turns into a deep hunger? What happens when the contract becomes a cage? What happens when she finds out that running away from her father put her in the trap of a man who is a thousand times more dangerous? Her father sold her in a bet. And her only escape was the man who owns the city.

Maya's life turned upside down when a fertility clinic mishap left her pregnant with a stranger's baby. This stranger turned out to be Kelvin Sinclair, the famous billionaire in L.A. Given the pressure his family was putting on him regarding a heir, he was left with no other option than to take Maya in against her will to stop her from terminating the pregnancy despite that they were already engaged and married to their respective lovers. But things were about to go crazy and more disastrous with Maya under his roof and two jealous fiance's on the loose.

**"This isn’t just any party, it’s your wedding."** The words hit me like a truck as I stood frozen in disbelief. **"To Angelo Rizzo."** My stepbrother’s voice was cold, detached. My heart pounded in my chest. **"You’re joking, right?"** But one look at his face told me he wasn’t. **"You’re the payment for my debt to the Cosa Nostra."** His betrayal was a knife twisting in my gut. --- Attending a party with my stepbrother, I was prepared for an ordinary night. Instead, I was thrown into a nightmare. Without warning, I found myself standing beside Angelo Rizzo—a man as feared as he is cold—as his bride. My stepbrother owed the Cosa Nostra money, and I was his only way out. With no escape and no choice, I now wear a wedding ring tied to a man I fear. Three hours later, my world has turned upside down. There’s no running from Angelo, no hiding from the life ahead. My only hope? To survive being married to the infamous Angelo Rizzo.

Eight months into my pregnancy, my husband finally makes time from his police duties to go to a prenatal checkup with me for the first time. The moment we step into the hospital, his satellite-encrypted phone buzzes urgently. The caller ID flashes briefly, and just like that, the man who's always calm and collected panics. "Honey, it's a red alert. Another international fugitive just crossed the border. I… I'm sorry…" He's clearly anxious, yet his tone is firm, leaving no room for argument. After apologizing, he rushes off. As I watch his SUV speed out of sight, my fist clenches tightly, crumpling the prenatal checkup sheet. I flag down a cab, slide into the car, and swiftly instruct the driver, "Follow that car. Don't lose it." A Red Notice for a fugitive? What a joke. My father, who works at the National Security Agency, barely catches wind of a notice like that. Yet, somehow, a mere police chief who only assists with cases is suddenly tasked with catching a high-priority criminal. Fine, then. I can't wait to meet the superior who's given him such an urgent assignment.

When I was eight months pregnant, I received an anonymous email. The attachment was a security camera recording. In a dimly lit VIP booth at a bar, my husband — a vampire who had lived for three hundred years — was holding a human woman in his arms, kissing her. At the end of the video, the woman smiled and asked him, "Adrian, do you really love me?" Adrian's voice was low. "Of course." "Even though you're human, I'll make you the happiest vampire bride in the world." He had said those exact words to me ten years ago. In that moment, my hand rested on my belly. The baby kicked once. As if reminding me. It was time to wake up.