A Gorgeous White

It was a national holiday and we decided to drive back to my husband's hometown to spend the holidays. One day before we left, my husband's childhood crush came crying to him that she had not managed to buy train tickets home. My husband immediately decided to let her have my seat in the car and insisted that I take the train instead. I looked at him in disbelief. There was shock in my eyes. Even my son insisted I take the train. "Mommy, Aunt Rosie is so pretty. How could you make her take the train?" I did not argue. I booked my train ticket right in front of them. However, it was to my own hometown. I no longer wanted a biased husband and a disloyal son.

Eight months pregnant, a contraction tore through me like a blade. But my husband, the Mafia boss Darren, refused to take me to the hospital. His sister-in-law, Angelina, his late brother's widow, was also due. To ensure she gave birth before me, she produced so-called proof of my infidelity, insisting the child I carried was no true Falcone. Because the heir to the Falcone family had to be the firstborn grandson. Darren believed her. He locked me in an abandoned wine cellar. “Don't think for a second I don't know what you've been up to.” “Let me tell you, you're not giving birth to that bastard until I've verified its bloodline myself.” “Angelina’s boy is of pure blood. I have to make sure her boy is the family's firstborn grandson.” I tried desperately to explain. “My water is about to break! Please, take me to the hospital! He’s your son, I swear on my life!” “I’ll never fight for the position of heir! I just want my baby to be safe!” Darren simply kicked me and shot me a glance. “Who knows if you’ll change your mind later? Don’t worry. I’ll come for you after Angelina gives birth. When the baby is born, I’ll see for myself whose it is.” Later, as he gazed at the crying infant in Angelina's arms, he finally thought of me. But one of his men informed him, his voice trembling: “Boss, the Madam… and the child… they're both dead.”

A young woman is forced to marry the billionaire and powerful Lance Kyle Russo after her cousin fights for her life in the hospital, following a accident. But it wasn't just an accident. It was a plan. Lance Kyle Russo vows to break Kendall Lorraine Muller, because to him , she’s just an opportunist. A gold digger. But little does he know, what seems to be the truth, is not so.

Adeline Monteiro, An humble, Smart, Beautiful yet extremely broke lady. Living in a worn-out crabby-looking one-bedroom apartment in Manhattan and on the verge of being kicked out, Fed up and tired of her life, She goes to a club and drink her sorrow away. She ends up having too much to drink as she spends the night with The one and only Alexander McGuire. Imagine her surprise when she finds out that her one-night stand is her boss? The President of the Ashford group of companies Is she fucked? No, she’s doomed! Alexander wants Adeline by all means and he won’t be giving up so easily.

EVA SAMUEL:- A 20years old University student. She's got round blue eyes and an oval shape face, she's got all the curves in the right place. She promised to keep herself for her future husband only, but unexpectedly she falls in love with a final student. Falling in love is not a bad thing, but what will she do when she finds out she fell for the wrong person? Can her little heart bear all the hurt he'll cause her? FREDERICK RUSSELL:- A final year student at a university and also the only son of Richard Russell, he's the heir to THE RUSSELL EMPIRE. Frederick is a guy with the bad boy vibes, he's 6ft3, has gray eyes and tan skin, he's got strong muscles and Abs. All his life he's being a player, a heartbreaker, he never settles for one. He's forced to get married just to inherit his father's company and vowed to torture his wife. But what will he do when he later discovered that he's in love with the woman he hurt the most? Will she be able to forgive him?

Vivian had thought her heart was incapable of love. But one night changed everything. In Leslie Luthor’s arms, she felt passion like never before—raw, intense, and dangerously addictive. But morning brought a shocking truth. Leslie wasn’t just a stranger who set her body on fire—he was the new owner of her company. Now, tangled in desire and power, they can’t seem to stay away from each other. But Vivian has a deep dark secret. As passion turns into something deeper, will they survive the storm that Vivian's past will unveil? Or will their fiery connection burn them both?

Loveless marriage led to the annulment of Atlas and Olive. For almost half of their life they spend it together in hell, hurting each other physically and emotionally. As the separation was granted, they both thought that it was for the best. But fate had different plans for them. A baby came, unexpectedly. Trying to be good parents, they both tried to fix their mess. They conquer their indifferences. Was it all really because of the baby? Or, was it because they already felt attachment to each other? Did love finally exist to the both of them this time?

My husband, Ethan Parker, brought our daughter on a trip to the countryside with his first love, Mandy Sanchez. Halfway through, he abandoned our little girl and left with Mandy. When our daughter was surrounded by wolves, I could not reach him. By the time I arrived, the car was empty—the only thing left behind was a bloodstained piece of pumpkin pie. As I was dealing with my grief, Ethan finally answered his phone. "We're celebrating Thanksgiving. Why are you ruining the mood?" I internally scoffed at that man's audacity. Well, happy holidays indeed! Let me deliver a bloody pumpkin pie for you to really get into the spirit.

I was raised by my mother, a single parent who never revealed the identity of my father. For years, that part of my life remained a mystery until her final moments. With her last breath, she asked me to find him. I shared this with my best friend, who had never known her own parents. With tears in her eyes, she confided in me that she longed for a father, too. She tried to manipulate me, suggesting I work as a housekeeper for my father so she could claim him as her own. Soft-hearted, I agreed to the plan. When I finally met him, he was stunned. The resemblance between me and his first love was undeniable. He wanted to take me under his wing as his mistress. "Come to my room tonight and wear something… revealing," he said. To protect myself, I laid all my cards on the table.

How did this even happen? The girl whom she thought of as her best friend, the girl with whom she's sharing her room, is actually a guy? Hazel stood there with her feet rooted to the white marble floor, not even bothering to fake that utterly shook expression of hers by watching the handsome man dressed in woman's clothes. "She's a guy!?" Finally Hazel let it out straighning her mind. Tristan Sanchez is an undercover cop who by bad luck had to pretend as a sexy paino teacher According to his Cheif's orders. What would happen if the most dedicated and cold officer of the department falls in love with the clumsiest and cheerful girl ever. Can he complete his mission to find the culprit he's looking for? Or he will get distracted by the feeling called love.