Bato Bato Pick

I hadn't seen my mafia husband, Luca Moretti, and our daughter Dora in three whole months. Why? Because his mother, Fiona, said Dora should stay with her "for a while." And Luca? He was "too busy with business," as always. So when Luca finally called and said he was going to pick me up for a family reunion at the villa, I was overjoyed. I thought maybe, just maybe, I'd finally get to hold my little girl again. I spent the whole damn day running around the city, buying her favorite dolls, snacks, a new pink dress, anything I thought would make her smile at me again. But when the car arrived, it wasn't what I imagined. Before I could even say Hi, Dora turned her head, took one look at me… and then wrapped her arms even tighter around Maria, the maid. She buried her face in Maria's neck like I wasn't even there. Like Maria was her mom. I tried to approach her, but Dora straight-up told me she didn't want to ride in the same car as me. And Maria, wearing that fake, polite smile, kept trying to gently talk me into giving Dora "a little more time." I looked over at Luca, hoping he'd step in. Instead, he just looked annoyed, like he couldn't be bothered to lift a finger to help fix things between me and our daughter. Clearly, they didn't want me there. So what was the point of trying to join the ride? I stepped back from the SUV. Then Luca just turned to me and said, "Just wait here. I won't be long." What he'll never understand is… I'm done waiting for him.

Grace has a secret—one that could shatter her family. She is in love with Hunter, her sister Helena’s husband, and the guilt is suffocating. So when their mother and Helena ask her to be Helena’s surrogate, Grace agrees, hoping this sacrifice will atone for her forbidden feelings. But carrying their baby might be the very thing that destroys her. If she is pregnant, once the baby is born, she knows she must leave—escape the torment of watching the man she loves build a life with someone else. But before she even finds out if she’s carrying their child, tragedy strikes, leaving Grace to pick up the broken pieces of their family. As grief and secrets collide, she is forced to navigate a path where love, loyalty, and betrayal blur, leading her toward an impossible choice.

Rowan Remington finally accepted my marriage proposal.  He told me to dress up, saying he had prepared a surprise for me.  But when I arrived in my finest attire, Rowan did not present himself as the groom.  Turning to my half-sister, Lisa, with a playful smile, he said, “You always complain that weddings are tedious and dull. Today, I’ll show you an interesting one. What do you think?”  Just then, my elder half-brother, Miles, loudly declared, “The wedding is on hold!”  Suddenly, my childhood friend, Nathan Keller hurled a water balloon—prepared in advance—at me and it smashed down on my head, completely drenching me.  Rowan arched a teasing brow at me. “It was just a joke, Tessa. You didn’t actually think I was going to marry you, did you?”  The so-called wedding was nothing more than a farcical performance to entertain Lisa, who was suffering from depression.  As I stood in stunned silence, Rowan chuckled and added, “If you’re that desperate to get married, why not pick someone from the guests and tie the knot right now?”  So, I did.  I walked down the aisle with a new groom in hand.  That’s when they panicked.

"The Prince I Love to Hate is an absolute must read! This romcom will have you rooting for Niamh and Olivier right from their hilarious first meeting. - Harlequin Junkie Blog top pick This prince? He’s anything but charming. I’ve never been the girl who’s dreamt of a prince rescuing me from a fire-breathing dragon before whisking me away to his castle. So when I fly all the way to Ireland to find my long-lost dad, I have no intention of playing the damsel in distress to some dude. But the night I encounter—and accidentally wallop upside the head—Prince Olivier of Salasia, my plans are completely upended. This prince is the opposite of charming, though. After thirty seconds in his presence, I want to feed him to a dragon. But fate is a fickle b*tch. Before I know it, I agree to team up with Olivier in the search for my dad. As I travel across Europe with this actual honest-to-god prince, I wonder, what’s the worst that could happen? It’s not like I’ll be stupid enough to fall in love with Prince Charming."

The Langston brothers once vowed that they wouldn't marry anyone but me. However, when it's time for me to pick one of them as my husband, they both turn me down. Nigel says, "My career is my priority. I'm not considering marriage at the moment." Shawn says, "Sorry, but I haven't had enough fun yet." Shortly after, they make my asthma act up during my engagement party just so they can please their new princess. As I writhe from the lack of oxygen, they cover her eyes so she won't see. They also mock me, saying I won't die from this. That kills me inside. When I wake up in the hospital, I call my father. "I'll marry the heir of the Blackwell family."

On a day every single human would like to be celebrated was their birthday but what happens when a young lady at the age of nineteen had to be abducted by a master which her father borrowed money from and couldn't pay at the agreed time. Fred, a druglord, mafia leader popularly known as Ice pick took interest in the fierce looking lady, Sophia, the daughter of one of his debtors and had to take her away from her family. His motives was to train her as an assassin, send her out for missions till he's satisfied to a point that's gonna state she cleared her father's debts but doesn't want to let her go at the end. He want something else from her. He want to be the only one to look at her and hold every time. He want her body also but wasn't sure maybe it's love or lust. PS; He doesn't believe in love.

Lesia has always been maltreated by her foster parents and as if that was not enough, she was sold to a dark Lord who happens to be her mate. Maddox was frustrated to find out that a mere omega was his mate and he proceeded to make a sex slave and kept using sex toys on her. Unable to deal with such disrespect, Amelia fled and collapsed while being chased by rogues. Before she blacked out, she muttered “Mate” ****** "W-what are they?" She eyed them yet again. "Why don't you find out? Pick one." I huskily whispered in her ear. She shot me a worried side glance and pulled her button lip in-between her teeth, reverting her eyes to carefully go through the seven pleasure bringing tools I had laid out. She shakily limped towards the bed, running her fingers over the array of objects. She paused in front of the vibrator and picked it up, looking it over. She turned to me, "t-this one?" "Excellent choice Princess, my personal favorite." I grinned at her. I collected it from her, running my eyes over it, "get on the bed and spread your legs for me. I promise you'll enjoy this as much as I will."

If it was my sister being bullied, Mom and Dad would have believed her right away and fought for her without a second thought. However, it did not matter anymore. In my next life, I would pick parents who really cared about me.

My son has an aortic dissection and needs surgery. My husband is a cardiac expert, but I don't bother calling him. Instead, I take a cab straight to the hospital. In my past life, upon begging my husband, he came home with the ambulance to pick our son up. He also arranged for our son to be admitted. But because he forgot to bring his phone, his childhood sweetheart died of a heart attack when she couldn't reach him. He went missing for three months and suddenly returned one day, looking perfectly normal. He even volunteered to prepare the meal on our son's birthday. It turned out he only wanted to poison the food. He strangled me and cut my neck open. "You forced me to come home to pick our son up. Ciara wouldnt' have died if I'd answered her call that day. You and your son are murderers—you have to pay with your lives!" When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the day my son has an aortic dissection. This time, my husband manages to answer his childhood sweetheart's phone. But why is he on his knees before me and begging for forgiveness?

After a brief appearance at a birthday celebration, Ayra Carter's life took a drastic turn when the famous billionaire's heir chooses her to be his new mum.. "I like you a lot so you have to come home with me and be my new mummy" Arya's heart warmed as she stared at the cute little boy in front of her.. "Cutie.. Why don't you pick again?... I'm about to get married" "My son chose you and that's final! become his mum!" A loud authoritave voice broke into the room.. Now what???... Not him! Mr Kyle Anderson! the man who doesn't take no for an answer..