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[SEASON 6: LOVERS BLOCK {FINAL SEASON}] Koli Fier Agusta is a creative writer from S&L - Story & Life. Apart from being a creative writer, his dream is to be a scriptwriter. However, many changes come to his life when he encounters an accident on his way home. That accident gives him supernatural power that can travel through his past reincarnations, which inspires him for his creative writings. However, for him to use these powers, there are also consequences that he needs to face. What could it be? "I WAKE UP WITH TWO HUSBANDS, A POSSESSIVE AND OBSESSIVE ONE! HOW DID I TURN THIS STRAIGHT GUYS GAY! HELP!!!!!" #Gay-For-You #Fluffy #Coming-Out ::::PAST SEASONS:::: [SEASON FIVE: CLASH OF LOVERS] [SEASON FOUR: BILLIONAIRE X'S AND Y'S] [SEASON THREE: UNCONTROLLABLE LUST] [SEASON TWO: MY HAREM] [SEASON ONE: MY POWER, PAST, AND MYSELF]

A Gen Z employee named Sylvie Mercer has reported me to the Department of Labor by claiming that I've forced all employees to work on the year-end holidays. But the truth is, I've given the entire company a nine-day vacation just to celebrate the year-end holidays. Those who are willing to work overtime shifts will be paid three times their usual salaries and given an additional five-thousand-dollar bonus. Sylvie keeps crying on the internet about how all the employees, including her, are forced to trade their lives for money. Thanks to her, the entire Internet keeps bashing me. So, I decide to follow the public opinion by releasing an announcement. "In order to ensure all employees' health, the company's doors shall be locked during the year-end holidays. Do note that the electric supply will be cut off as well. No one is permitted entry into the company." As soon as the announcement is released, the employees who plan on earning extra money in order to pay off their mortgages all rush toward my office in alarm.

My drunken father, Alpha Damon, blamed me for my sister's death. He wished that I had died instead. "Why did she have to die and not you?" He asked, crying on my sister's grave. From that day, I abandoned my pack and went rogue for ten years due to the statement made by my Father. On my 18th birthday, I discovered who my mate was; he was the most respected and feared Alpha of the strongest pack. He took me to his Pack but didn't show any affection or physical contact with me. This made me choose to play the role of the Luna just to win him over, despite the mockery that I faced, but to my amusement, on a faithful day, he brought a woman home. "This is the woman I love. You can leave." He said. I looked at the woman, then fell on my knees as I looked at her face.

Mature content “Open your legs, princess.” “Why?” “Because I’m going to eat this pussy until you’re crying and begging me to fuck you.” She shivered. “And then?” “Then I’ll flip you over, slide my cock in, and ruin you until you’re dripping down your thighs and moaning my name like a prayer.” Violet never imagined she’d become nothing more than a substitute in her four-year relationship. But ever since his childhood sweetheart returned, she’s been the second choice. The final blow was when two of them fell into the pool, he didn’t hesitate, he saved her instead. Left to drown, Violet was pulled from the water by a mysterious stranger, who now wants nothing more than to have her in his bed. Too bad that stranger turns out to be her boyfriend’s father, Hades Sinclair

"WTH, are you doing?" She asked, pushing him away but Kabir had other plans. He pulled her towards him and kissed her luscious lips. "Never take a man's name except me with these beautiful lips." He said tracing her lips. "Leave me." She said, crying a little. Kabir pushed her onto the bed and hovered over her, looking at her intensely. "What are you doing?" She asked, getting scared. "Something which will make you moan again." He said and kissed her lips sensually. ***** Adrita Das, a girl seeking happiness and peace in life. She doesn't want bad for anyone but she always wants the best for her. She didn't know that to get happiness one will also have to bear the pain. And about pain, it is so much stored in her fate. What will happen when her past will enter her life to destroy her happy world?

"I just want to hear your cries! I want to see you in pain! Crying for help" His deep voice rang in the dark room. "No!, Please do not do that" Luna pleaded. "I bought you. No one want you remember? Not even your dear father". "That's a lie, My father loves me. With all he has" Luna replied in tears. "Ofcourse, and yet he sold you out" "You misunderstood my father. He wasn't the one that sold me out, it was Cora! And my father was only powerless". "You shut up and don't talk back to me!!" He yelled and his voice alone made Luna shivered. ____ LUNA means Moon. And that's her name. She's just 18 and was sold out by her Step mother , Cora. She believes she wasn't lucky, as she got sold to the Saddest Billionaire.

As the male lead, Henry Johnston, forces himself on me, a row of comments suddenly appears before my eyes. "Henry is about to misunderstand and think Aria drugged him! The angst is about to begin!" "I'm thrilled just thinking about Henry regretting dearly after Aria dies!" "Keep up the act, Henry. After she dies, you'll be hugging her corpse and crying every day." That is when I realize that I am the tragic female lead in a story where I am destined to be tormented until I die. The readers treat my death as a highlight to push the plot forward. They are counting down to my death. As I look at Henry, who is panting on top of me, anger courses through me. I grab a table lamp and smash it into him, killing him on the spot. Who says that the one who dies in a toxic romance story must always be the female lead?

"Eve Spencer, I just got into an accident. I hit someone, and I think he's your son!" The day after getting her driver's license, my best friend, Esther Lawson, insisted on driving alone to pick up her son from kindergarten. I warned her that the road was full of heavy trucks and told her to practice a few more days. She rolled her eyes. "Don't worry. I'm a great driver!" She floored the gas pedal and sped off. Not long after, she called me. She was crying so hard she could barely breathe. She said she hit a child at the kindergarten. The boy's face was covered in blood, and he looked like my son. I froze. My son had a fever today. He didn't even go to kindergarten. So who had she hit?

In our five years of marriage, my husband, Derrick Wickham, bails on me 99 times for his childhood sweetheart, Jessica Harson. This time, after he stands me up, I find two plane tickets to Frantines in his office. "I was planning to surprise you for our anniversary. Since you've already seen them, we'll just meet at the airport," he says icily. I eagerly pack and get myself ready, arriving early at the airport. I wait from the wee hours of dawn till the late hours of night, but Derrick fails to show up. Then, I see a post on Jessica's social media. "It's my birthday today. Though he doesn't have the time to go on a trip with me to Frantines, I forgive him because he brought me to the amusement park instead!" In the past, I'd have called him, crying and demanding answers. But this time, I'm truly done.

I was a mafia princess, sick of the life. After my father died, all I wanted was a normal life. I helped my husband, Marco, take his company public. I fought his battles. I took care of his mother. I paid for his sister’s tuition and her addiction to luxury. Then, at our tenth-anniversary party, he gave my mother's bracelet to his childhood flame, Isabella. He even fucked her in our bed. I hired a PI. Found out he knew who I was from the start. He used me. Planned to be a Wall Street hotshot, then toss me aside. He thought my family was wiped out. That no one had my back. That he could walk all over me. He didn’t break until his company was bleeding partners and staring down bankruptcy. He got on his knees, crying and begging me to forgive him.