Novel & Cerita Alex Meyers Face

At the reunion, someone asked when I was getting married. Grinning, I pulled out the invites. "Mid-October. Be there." Cheers broke out. Everyone peeked at the girl next to me. "You've been with Daphne forever, right? Finally making it official?" Daphne hurled her drink at me. "Ethan Everett, is this your idea of pressuring me into marriage?" The room froze. I wiped my face, cool as ever, and opened the invite in front of her. "Maybe check the name. It doesn't say you're the bride."

In this collection of taboo erotica, 3 families are torn apart by desires that society forbids, where love and lust blur into something dangerous, addictive, and impossible to resist. Twin Sin: Lila and Damien are twins who have shared every secret and every laugh. But their bond has twisted into something darker: an all-consuming desire they can no longer name as simple affection. They fight it with jealous rages, cold silences, and desperate attempts to date others. Eventually, their control shatters in a raw, passionate encounter that brands them forever. When their parents discover the truth, Damien makes the ultimate sacrifice to protect Lila. Shattered, Lila fights for their love, only to face devastating loss... Daddy’s Secret: 19-year-old Elena is still grieving her father’s death when her mother marries Marcus, a handsome 38-year-old architect. Marcus becomes the protective presence she craves, while she awakens a fierce hunger in him. One rainy night while her mother is away, their walls collapse in a passionate encounter. Guilt drives Marcus to push Elena away, yet every touch from another man only reminds her how perfectly he fits. When her mother’s jealousy turns cruel, will Marcus walk away to save Elena, or fight for the only woman who's ever made him feel alive? My Sister’s Husband: Mia has always lived in her confident older sister Sophia’s shadow. When Sophia marries the commanding lawyer Alex, Mia tries to ignore her unsettling attraction to her brother-in-law. During Sophia’s difficult pregnancy and recovery, Mia moves in to help. Until their frustration explodes into a guilt-soaked encounter. They try to return to normal, but their impulsive, risky meetings only deepen the emotional bond. Mia and Alex face a brutal choice: continue their life of stolen passion or risk everything by admitting the truth?

The Jock: Paris Holmes, also known as Hermes. The most popular boy in all of Wystwood High who everyone hates to love. Pros: is an exceptional basketball player, but one of the top ranking students with excellent grades and a pretty face to top it. His Con? He's a narcissist with homophobic tendencies and seems to think everyone is beneath him. The Nerd: Alex Parker, also known as A. She once was the most popular girl in school when she was a freshman but suddenly stayed away from them, focusing only on her studies and herself. Pros: She knows everything about everyone. Is the go-to girl when you need some help with your assignments. She could also pretend to be your girlfriend if you ask and pay well. Cons: Most of the people who claim to have spoken to her once, seem terrified of talking about her again. The Geek: Marcos Gomez, also known as Eros. The most beautiful femboy in Wystwood and every boy and girls dream, even though he doesn't think he's as pretty as they seem to think. Pros: He's soft as a teddy bear, smells like cookies and is the most obedient puppy you'd ever meet. Is good with computers and you can help find out anything you need. Is the perfect person when you want a makeover. Cons: Too good. ~ One day, Paris Holmes walked in on a session between Marcos and Alex and found himself hooked to the girl, even though she already has a boyfriend. But is affection really genuine? Would Alex, who is proceeding with caution fall for him? Or would Marcos fight for what belongs to him? The three most important figures in Wystwood now playing a game with each other. What could possibly go wrong?

When I died with a smile on my face, right before my brother's eyes, he looked as if the anguish might tear him apart. Yet, for twenty-one years, he hadn't stopped wishing I would meet this exact end. It all traced back to my fifth birthday—the day I had innocently hoped our parents would come home from their business trip to celebrate with me. They rushed back that night but never made it. A car accident took both their lives. From that moment on, my brother resented me, despised me. He didn't just stand idly by as our cousin snatched up my work as her own; he encouraged it. And when my landlord threw me out, it wasn't a random cruelty—it was my brother pulling the strings. All he had ever wanted, from the very beginning, was to see me die a miserable death. But when he finally got his wish… why did he cry, pleading for me to come back, begging me to call him 'brother' one last time?

Two weeks before my wedding to Alexander Hayes, he invites his friends over to our small home. During dinner, Alexander keeps groping me, whether intentionally or not. After they finish eating, I overhear their conversation as I clear the dishes and walk past the study. "Alex, Lydia's quite something. I touched her earlier, and her skin's so soft. She nearly pulled my soul out. "If you don't mind, let us guys have some fun with her once she pays off the debt for you. We'll help you cover the cost of whatever Kay wants." Alexander chuckles softly, his voice casual and careless. "Sure, I don't mind. I've been sleeping with her for so long, I'm already sick of her anyway. "Just make sure she doesn't rat us out to my grandpa... Actually, forget it. She's blind anyway, so she won't figure it out." For two years, I've devoted myself completely to taking care of Alexander, yet he's ready to throw me into other men's beds, using my body to settle his debts. I stand silently at the doorway, feeling absolutely nothing. Of course, I know that someone else has been replacing him for a year. The person who holds me close night after night isn't him, and the child in my belly isn't his either.

The night my boyfriend and I celebrate our first anniversary, we get into an accident. My soul travels through time and ends up ten years in the future. Here, I see that my boyfriend and I have married and started a family. It's the future I've dreamed of. However, it seems that I'm out of a job, and I've given up on my dream. I struggle to make it through endless days of my boyfriend's ice-cold treatment. Ultimately, I see myself sitting on the edge of a building's roof after falling deep into postpartum depression. When I open my eyes again, I see my boyfriend's panicked face…

Alex is the grandson of the Sterling family. He's known to be an every woman's man and growing up, he had been trained by his grandmother in line to take over the Sterling Enterprise, the biggest company in the USA. After Alex's negative picture was leaked out, he was forced to get married before his grandmother's retirement to secure the presidential position. Not ready for a real marriage, Alex decided to go on a contracted marriage with his secretary, Emily. Little did Emily know that she would fall in love with the great Alexander, who, on the other hand, is only in love with Sophie, his first love from college. What happens when Emily gets pregnant with Alex after a one-night romance? Will Alex feel the same way as Emily towards him? Will the contract marriage eventually lead to a real marriage?

Alex choose to ran away from home to escape his father's arrangged marriage. He can no longer have a toxic relationship with Martha. His attempt to escape is the beginning of a meeting with Cathrine, a billionaire's widow. Cathrine who knows who Alex is, intends to take revenge on Andrew through her son. But instead he fell in love with Alex who incidentally their ages are much different.

My fiancé's secretary had my wedding ring remade into a Hello Kitty trinket. When I confronted her, she twisted the truth with shameless arrogance, insisting that my wedding was hers to decide. I turned to my fiancé for support, only to have him dismiss me as petty and unworthy of being his bride. Together, they ridiculed and humiliated me, unaware that their families' power and future all depended on me. When my superior stepped in, their mockery collapsed in the face of truth. My fiancé fell to his knees, begging me to honor our engagement. But I cast him aside without hesitation, breaking off the marriage and leaving him with nothing.

Lydia Leighton—my mother-in-law—and I had been grinding nonstop on an overseas project. We got back home two weeks early. Before we could share the news, her phone rang. The renovation company. "Mrs. Howe, the house is done per your request. But your card balance isn't enough. When do you want to settle the rest?" I frowned. We'd been buried in work overseas. When did she even renovate a house? A long invoice popped up on her phone. Lydia's face went cold. She dialed her husband. "George, which 'Mrs. Howe' is renovating a house? You're cheating on me?!" He sounded panicked. "How could I? Babe, I swear I only love you. Wait for me—I'm coming back to explain!"