Humor

She is a Lady, but she spews profanities like they were made for her. She is what you would call....A F*cking Lady. ....••••••.... Zylith Sanders was a mundane teenager until one-day she was sucked into a wash basin and somehow ridiculously ended up in a feudal world without her beloved games and movies. To make matters worse, she was sold off by slave traders to the horrid Noble house of Ronales as a petty maid. But that was not the end of her worries, Dear Zylith, the feminist had a long struggle ahead of her when she meets the mighty King of this feudal kingdom and becomes his pretend consort. With a king that likes to poke deadly humor at her, and a bamby girl who wanted nothing to do with the ancients. How will the poor teenage feminist cope with only her sarcastic mouth to rely on! Just dive in and read on to find out Zylith Sander's romantic plight.

When the Wanix Enchanters and the Luan Pack ended their alliance decades ago, the Wanix took their magic and made their own kingdom. Zelda is the newly appointed Empress of Gynem who leads with ease, humor and sarcasm. Meanwhile the Luan Pack is led by the ever confident Alpha Hunter. When half his pack is slaughtered, they seek refuge in Gynem in order to restore their once powerful alliance with the Wanix. Upon meeting, Zelda and Hunter immediately get off on the wrong foot, but with the dreaded Aleni threatening to take over their land, they must work together to save everything they hold dear. Can they overcome differing opinions, poor flirting and a tempting Beta in order to save their land or are they doomed?

"I told you, didn't I? I instructed you, Jane. I clearly warned you not to even go towards that area but you had to be adamant..." Allen fumed. "I was just being curious about..." "And do you love the result of your curiosity now?!" He shouted at her and she hid her face away. "I...I am sorry." She apologized meekly. She didn't expect it to end up this way. "I am very disappointed in you." He replied and walked away. ____________ Things took a three-sixty-degree turn for Jane and Alex after she decided to do what she wanted. However, her return from the strange land exposed her secret that she wasn't even aware of and opened the human world to more danger which was unexpected. Different emotions sprung up from different individuals but regardless of their feelings, they needed to find the key to shutting THAT world but it required one thing - a soul. Between Jane and Alex, who would it be? Will love allow fate or will it go against fate to have it rewritten? Don't miss out on this interesting story. There are a lot of twists that will make you smile, laugh, and even gasp. Don't let's forget about the humor too. (⁠✷⁠‿⁠✷⁠) ~~~~~~~~~ Please endeavor to read Volume 1 so you can understand the concept of Volume 2. Check out my other books too: = The Maniac Son of A Mafia. = The CEOs Rejected Bride = Meeting Mr. Ice Volume 1. They are all completed. Thank you.

A letter in crimson ink. A name she hasn’t heard in years. A place that doesn’t exist on any map. Bestselling author Sloane Maren receives a single line in an unmarked envelope: “Come to Elandra Isle. One guest. One week. One truth.” No signature. No explanation. Just the haunting certainty that someone knows what she did. Drawn by a past she’s tried to forget, Sloane arrives at the remote island estate expecting closure. Instead, she finds Theo—the man who once shattered her trust—waiting with secrets of his own. Each night unravels something darker. Each touch uncovers a memory she buried deep. And someone on the island is watching her.. As old passions ignite and hidden agendas surface, Sloane must decide what’s real and what was always a lie. Because some truths are written in blood. And some invitations should never be accepted.

When Claire Lawson’s life crumbles in a single night, she learns that betrayal comes in many forms. First, her boss crosses a line at work. Then she gets insulted by her cheating husband who accused her of being too old to bear him a child. Heartbroken and humiliated, Claire seeks refuge in a bar and into the arms of a handsome stranger, Ryan Hale, who helps her forget everything she’s ever lost. But fate plays a cruel trick on Claire when her daughter ,Sophie returns home engaged… to him. Caught in a web of forbidden secrets, Claire and Ryan are forced to act like strangers. But desire doesn’t fade—nor does the life growing in Claire’s belly.

Si Lira Mendoza ay isang simpleng basurera na araw-araw lumalaban sa kahirapan para sa kanyang pamilya. Sanay siyang maliitin, tapakan ang dignidad, at ipaalala ng mundo kung saan siya nababagay… sa ilalim. Ngunit isang aksidente ang magbabago sa lahat nang matapunan niya ng basura ang isang mayabang at misteryosong lalaki na hindi niya alam ay isa palang makapangyarihang CEO. Si Nathaniel Cross, isang cold at elite na negosyante, ay sanay makuha ang lahat… pera, respeto, at babae. Ngunit iba si Lira. Hindi siya nagpapanggap, hindi siya humihingi ng awa, at kahit sugatan ang pride, buo pa rin ang tapang. Sa gitna ng isang marangyang villa party, muling nagtagpo ang kanilang mundo… at doon nagsimula ang isang masakit na banggaan ng uri, dignidad, at damdamin. Habang unti-unting nahuhulog ang loob ni Nathaniel sa babaeng galing sa mundo ng basura, lalong humihigpit ang hawak ng kanyang pamilya, lalo na ng kanyang ina, na may sariling plano para sa kanyang kinabukasan. Sa pagitan ng pang-aalipusta, lihim na kasunduan, at unti-unting pag-usbong ng pag-ibig, kakayanin ba ni Lira ang mundong hindi siya kailanman tinanggap? O mananatili siyang basurera sa paningin ng lahat… kahit sa lalaking handa nang ipaglaban siya?

« Dis mon nom. » « Seb. » « Non, appelle-moi papa ! Je veux que tu cries papa pendant que je te baise ! » ordonna-t-il. « Papa ! » gémis-je à nouveau. « Oui. Encore ! » « Papa ! Baise-moi ! Baise-moi plus fort et plus profond ! N'arrête pas ! Baise-moi, mon Dieu ! » criai-je de plaisir tandis qu'il me pénétrait profondément. Le grincement du lit se mêlait maintenant à nos gémissements qui emplissaient la pièce. ———— Marie a toujours été une incorrigible romantique, croyant à la magie de l'amour, jusqu'au soir où elle surprend son petit ami en train de la tromper. Le cœur brisé et en quête de réconfort, elle se lance involontairement dans une aventure passionnée d'un soir avec un homme mystérieux qui s'avère être son PDG. Sebastian Stanley est un homme qui ne croit pas en l'amour et qui a un profond secret qui le hante depuis des années. Alors que leurs vies s'entremêlent, Marie se retrouve dans une relation sans engagement avec un homme qui ne croit pas en l'amour. Parviendra-t-elle à changer le cœur d'un homme qui ne croit pas en l'amour ou découvrira-t-elle que parfois, l'amour ne suffit pas ?

Rafael Valentino holds a burning grudge against his former partner. Edgar Marvelo, the scheming man who embezzled millions of dollars and brought their branch of the company crashing down. Edgar disappeared without a trace. The opportunity for revenge comes when Aurora Marvelo, Edgar's only daughter, returns from Paris. Aurora knows nothing of her father's crimes, let alone the hatred Rafael harbors for his family. Rafael demands that Aurora repay her father's debt, not with money, but with her freedom, her choices, even her pride. Now, Aurora is trapped working under Rafael's control. Amidst the pressure and conflict, can the seeds of love grow from the soil filled with vengeance?

Ia arogan, dingin, dan tak pernah salah di matanya. Ia keras kepala, berani, dan selalu siap melawan. Sejak pertemuan pertama, Aisyah dan Rayyan seperti api dan bensin—saling membakar. Namun, kebencian yang mereka pupuk justru perlahan berubah menjadi sesuatu yang lebih berbahaya: cinta. Mampukah mereka berdamai dengan luka masa lalu dan gengsi masing-masing? Atau justru takdir memisahkan dua hati yang diam-diam saling mencari?

The moment Ava saw the word "DIVORCE" printed in bold letters, her stomach twisted into a painful knot. For a second, her brain refused to process it. "You... you're joking," she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper, her throat dry like sandpaper. "I'm not."