A Filha Da Alcateia

Três meses antes do casamento, meu namorado postou no Instagram a certidão de casamento dele com minha irmã adotiva, junto com fotos da barriga de grávida dela. A legenda dizia: [Finalmente demos as boas-vindas ao nosso pequeno, dentro da lei.] Minha irmã comentou com um emoji de vergonha. Minha mãe até curtiu e escreveu: [Quando o bebê nascer, eu cuido dele para vocês aproveitarem o romance de vocês.] Não aguentei e comentei um ponto de interrogação. No mesmo instante, fui bombardeada com mensagens furiosas dele: [É só um casamento de um ano pra ajudar ela! Depois que o bebê nascer, eu volto pra você, pra que tanta pressa?]

A 99ª vez que meu noivo, Draven, desligou na minha cara, eu me arrastei até a igreja da família, com meu diagnóstico de doença renal terminal agarrado na mão. — Padre, desejo renunciar à família Rocci e romper meu noivado com Draven Frost. As palavras mal haviam saído dos meus lábios quando meus pais irromperam ali com minha irmã adotiva, Bianca. Meu pai, o consigliere da família, não hesitou. Ele me deu um tapa no rosto, ali mesmo, na frente do padre. — Seu noivo é um capo respeitado no nosso mundo, e você escolhe insultá-lo assim! — Você está arrastando o nome da nossa família pela lama diante de toda a organização! Minha mãe arrancou o diagnóstico da minha mão, zombando após um breve olhar. — Fingindo estar doente para chamar atenção de novo, é isso? O que você quer desta vez? Minha irmã adotiva, Bianca, segurou nos braços deles, sua voz embargando com lágrimas. — Desculpa, irmã. Você pode ficar no meu lugar no baile. Por favor, só pare de causar problemas para a mamãe e o papai! Eu limpei o sangue que escorria do meu nariz e repeti calmamente minhas palavras ao padre. — Eu não sou mais uma filha da família Rocci. Não sou digna de uma aliança com os Frost. — Estarei morta em três dias. Quero que este noivado seja rompido antes disso.

Depois que minha irmã morreu, assinei um contrato de casamento de cinco anos com o marido mafioso dela, Horton Falcone. Me tornei madrasta do meu sobrinho de cinco anos, Luca. No meu aniversário, usei o colar de cruz de diamantes da minha falecida irmã, sem perceber o que era. No jantar de família, Luca veio até mim com uma taça de vinho tinto e jogou o vinho no meu rosto. O vinho tinto escorreu pelas minhas bochechas, seu cheiro forte ardendo nos meus olhos e manchando meu vestido branco. Ele inclinou a cabeça para trás para me olhar, seus olhos tão frios e cruéis quanto os do pai. — Não pense que pode substituir minha mãe só porque se casou com a família Falcone — ele disse com um sorriso malicioso. — Você é a razão dela estar morta. Eu queria que você tivesse morrido. Assim eu poderia destruir sua lápide em vez de comemorar esse aniversário estúpido. Eu juro, quando eu crescer, a primeira coisa que vou fazer é te jogar no Rio Hudson eu mesmo! A memória ardia tão intensamente quanto o vinho, e tudo o que eu conseguia sentir era desespero. Encarei a criança que passei cinco anos criando como se fosse minha, uma dor aguda pulsando no meu peito. Eu tinha pensado que poderia me dedicar à família Falcone, que poderia conquistá-lo com meu amor. Mas agora, eu estava simplesmente exausta de tudo isso. Era uma família sem amor, uma criança que me via como sua inimiga mortal. Parei de me iludir. Era hora de deixar para lá. Mas depois que fui embora, aquele pai e filho arrogantes voltaram rastejando até mim como cachorros castigados, implorando pelo meu perdão.

Ivy Rivera, eighteen years old was known to be the girl from the wrong side of the river. Everyone in Winslow, Arizona, a small town where she grew up looked down on her and she was labeled a jinx. Ivy Rivera life changed after spending a whole night with a stranger who showed her love and attention she had never received even from her parents. Soon Ivy found out that she was pregnant, and to avoid being mocked by people, she left the small town to start a new life in Los Angeles. Ivy Rivera locked up her past life to focus on her career as a photographer. Her top priority was to give her child the life he deserved and the love she never received as a child from her parents. One day, Ivy found the the stranger she had a night with ten years ago. Feelings would stir up but would Ivy be willing to let the stranger near her son? Would she set things aside and let love overpower the doubt and fear she has been keeping for years? An eye-opening love story and family drama.

My husband, Landon Hart, lost a truth-or-dare round, so he carries out the punishment by making out passionately with his secretary, Amelia Colton, in my car. They've gone so far as to leave stains of their coupling on my son's booster seat. After Amelia sends me the video clip of them making out, I forward it to Landon right away. "Are you about to file for bankruptcy, Mr. Hart? What, are you only capable of cheating on me in my car?" Landon sends me an audio message. His tone carries a hint of satisfaction—clearly, he's done having his fun. "This is just a business alliance between us. Do you seriously think I'm your actual husband? It's just a dare! What, are you too prim and proper for games now?" I just chortle coldly in return. Well then, I'll make Landon understand that he should pay the price for doing something he's not supposed to do.

Everyone in the city knew that James Frost loved me and our son to bits. When I suggested stargazing, James spent millions to create a meteor shower. As my son loved riding carousels, James built the biggest amusement park and named it after him. He was never stingy when it came to doting on us, and it was only natural he brought in the best doctors to save me when my son and I were caught in a car crash. I fought to stay conscious and asked him to save our son first, only for him to tell me tearfully that our son had died while being transported to the hospital. Devastated, my mind caved, and I passed out. When I woke up, I overheard the doctor asking James, "Why did you stop us, Mr. Frost? We could have saved your son!" "Stan is only alive to save the son I had with Sue," James replied nonchalantly. "If he was alive, how would I ever transplant his heart without legal repercussions? "I've been plenty kind to him and Wanda over the years—it's time they repay me." So everything he did for me and Stan was just a trade—for Stan's heart. That meant he was responsible for the suffering Stan and I were put through as well! In that case, I would let him have his wish!

Cherry Lyn Moreau, at the peak of her acting career, has finally tasted the sweet fruits of five years of relentless hard work. Her star is on the rise, her future a dazzling expanse of red carpets and flashing lights. But one reckless night, fueled by champagne and a devastating heartbreak, shatters her carefully constructed world. A single, drunken mistake with a stranger leaves her facing an unexpected pregnancy that threatens to derail everything she's fought so hard for. As whispers and rumors spread, Cherry's growing career drops, leaving her grappling with the devastating consequences of her actions—a shattered dream, a hidden secret, and a life that completely changed.

Isang salita para ilarawan si Leah Olaer: Mataba. At dahil sa kanyang matabang katawan, nagtaksil ang kanyang fiancé na si Kyle at ang babaeng pinagtaksilan siya ay tinawag siyang ugly fat duckling. Hindi lang puso niya ang nasaktan kundi pati ang pride niya bilang isang babae. Kaya naman nang gabing nalaman niya na niloloko lang siya ng kaniyang fiancé, pumunta siya sa isang bar at nilunod niya ang sarili sa alak. That night, Leah was so down, hurt, in pain and depressed, then she came across Achilles Williams. Ang gwapong lalaki na walang kahihiyang hinalikan siya sa harap ng maraming tao. Sa sobrang kalasingan niya, naulit ang halik na nauwi sa mainit na pagtatalik. Saka lang niya narealize na mali ang ginawa niya ng magising siya kinabukasan at wala na ang kalasingan niya. So Leah did the most reasonable thing to do. Tumakas siya. At napatunayan ni Leah na ang kasabihang 'Kahit anong iwas mo, ang kapalaran ay hahabulin ka.' Dahil kahit saan siya tumakbo, naroon si Achilles at naghihintay sa kanya para akitin siya. Maniniwala ba siyang iba si Achilles sa manloloko niyang fiancé? Hahayaan ba niya ang puso na mahalin ang isang makisig at guwapong lalaki na alam niyang hindi bagay sa kagaya niyang ugly fat duckling? O babaguhin niya ang sarili niya para maging bagay siya rito?

The fake daughter married my boyfriend. My mouth was taped and I was being chopped into pieces by her admirer. The entire family took turns to call me. My mother said, "How ungrateful you are. I should not have brought you home back then." Father added, "Don't bother coming back if you do not attend Samantha's wedding." Brother said, "Let me tell you, you shall root in hell if you choose not to attend the wedding." At that moment, I didn't even have the energy to shout for help due to excessive blood loss. Everyone lost their patience, "Speak up! Are you dead or what?" I could only see the calls being disconnected. One thing they did not know, I was really dead.

A deep bone-melting groan vibrates from his chest. “I want to see you malyshka.Every inch of you.”  I shiver in anticipation as his fingers trail down my back, lowering the zipper of my dress, the fabric pooling at my waist. My tits come into view as cool air kisses my bare skin. His sharp intake of breath makes my stomach flip.  “Damn,” the word is rough, almost reverent as his large hand cups my left tit, squeezing softly. “They look even better than I had imagined.” His grip tightens slightly.   “A perfect fit for my hands.” ☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎ Serafina had only one dream: to take center stage at the New York Opera. But if wishes were horses, even beggars would have a ride. Thrown into an arranged marriage, She is determined to hate him but soon discovers that there’s a thin line between love and hate. Adriko has no use for love. His focus is power, his goal is revenge.But what do you do when your greatest threat is your most sinful desire? A pawn in the game… A Bride for a truce…