Before The Morning Mga Nobela at Kwento

18+ WARNING: This story contains extreme explicit content, including non-consensual to consensual themes, breeding, public humiliation, degradation, taboo elements, rough anal, and graphic sexual acts. Not suitable for readers under 18. Proceed with caution - this is dark, filthy erotica with no redemption arc. I was always the extra daughter, unwanted, unseen, and disposable. While my sister Lia was cherished, I was the one they sold to save everything. On her wedding day, I became the bride instead. Veiled and silent, I was forced into Adrian Laurent’s bed, the cold, ruthless billionaire who had fallen for her picture. That night, he didn’t know it was me. Drunk and burning with lust, he pinned me down, ripped my wedding dress open, and fucked me like a man possessed. He buried himself deep inside me with every brutal thrust, groaning Lia’s name against my throat while I came apart beneath him, shattered by unwanted pleasure. The next morning, disgust replaced his hunger. Humiliated and blamed for a crime I didn’t commit, I became his invisible wife, used, ignored, and broken. He only used me to satisfy his cravings for sex, fucking me whenever he sees me in the house, ruthless forcing his dick in to my mouth and dipping it down my throat filling me up with his cum. After fucking me like a sex slave, I would catch him having soft sex with my sister like he was a puppy before her. Until the secret growing in my belly gave me the strength to run. Years later, I returned. Rich. Powerful. Untouchable. But the moment Adrian sees me again, and lays eyes on the children who carry his blood, his obsession ignites. He will never let me go again. And this time, he won’t be gentle

I didn't just break the rules; I unraveled them. One rain-slicked night in Edinburgh, I fell into the arms of a stranger who tasted like rain and dangerous secrets. No names, no strings—just a kiss that should have stayed in the shadows. Then Monday morning happened. ​The man from the alley? He isn’t a mystery anymore. He’s Professor Alistair Reid, and he's the only thing standing between me and my engineering degree. He says we have to be strangers. He says there are boundaries. But every time our hands brush over a silk sample in the lab, I know he’s lying. ​In the world of high-stakes textiles, the strongest threads are the ones that are hidden. But when obsession starts to fray the edges of our lives, who’s going to be the one to let go first?

I woke up to the morning sun shining dimly into my room, directly into my face. The feeling of a rough hand resting lightly on my stomach, I turn over and my eyes widen with shock. How the hell did my Chief end up in my bed? What did I do last night? I tried my hardest to remember what all went down at the mandatory command picnic… I remember going out to a bar outside of base. I remember dancing, after running into a friend from my previous command, that left a year after I got there, because she got transferred to a new command. I remember her buying me shots, to celebrate our reunion and working together again. But then everything went blank….

When Aria catches her boyfriend, Kade, cheating with a maid, she shatters their mate bond and runs—only for her broken wolf to spiral into an uncontrollable heat. Lost in instinct and pleasure, Aria wakes the next morning marked and mated… to Kade’s older stepbrother, Damon Rowan. Terrified, she flees, masks her scent, and swears to stay far away from the cold, dangerous Alpha-in-training who now owns her fate. But fate refuses to let her hide. Forced to work closely with Damon, Aria struggles to resist the pull between them—especially when his wolf is already hunting for what’s his. The only problem? Kade doesn’t want to let her go either. Can she keep the truth buried… or will Alpha Damon sniff her out and claim her—only to reject her?

"You’re my wife," he insisted, his words tinged with a sense of ownership that made me shudder. “You signed the contract, remember? It’s binding.” I tried to protest, but every denial was met with the same adamant response: “You’re my wife now." *** After a wild graduation party, Brielle's intoxicated state leads her into trouble and she is rescued by a mysterious man. In her inebriated state, the man confuses her by that she is his fiancée. The next morning, Brielle awakens to the shocking revelation that she is about to get married to the same man who rescued her, billionaire CEO, Andrei Carter, whose life has been tainted and scarred by a tragic past. Out of empathy for his situation, Brielle agrees to marry Andrei and soon discovers a love and devotion that she never imagined possible.

When tragedy strikes on the morning of her twin sister’s wedding, Sister Eva Caldwell, a devoted nun is forced into an unthinkable choice. To save her family’s name, she must take her dead sister’s place and marry billionaire Jeremi Moretti, a cold, calculating man with secrets of his own. But beneath the vows and velvet lies, Eva discovers that Ellen’s death wasn’t as simple as it seemed… and that Jeremi may have loved or destroyed the sister she’s pretending to be. Torn between faith and forbidden desire, Eva walks a dangerous line between truth and deception, until the mask she wears begins to feel more real than the life she left behind. A story of sacrifice, passion, and betrayal, where love itself becomes the deadliest sin.

On the worst night of my life, I booked a male escort to lose my virginity–anything to spite my ex-fiancee who cheated on me a day to our engagement, but nothing would have kept my mind prepared for what was going to happen next; I entered the wrong room and ended up in bed with Marcello Giordano, the most feared Mafia kingpin in the city, and not only that, he's the son of Matteo Giordano, the same man that has sworn to destroy and eliminate anyone connected to my father by blood, following my father's betrayal to the Giordano's family. With dangers lurking around and secrets threatening to spill, I must find a way to escape, but by morning, I was already married to him in a drunken Vegas-style ceremony, and to make matters worse, he refuses to annul the wedding. Why?

For three years, I played the humble housewife to protect Gabriel’s ego, secretly using my power as the Pearl Group’s heiress to build his empire from the shadows. But at his victory gala, the man I made a King crowns another Queen—the woman who abandoned him when he was broke. "While others were just present," Gabriel sneers, his arm around his ex, "Anna was the fire behind my success." He thinks my silence was weakness. He thinks his contract was earned by merit. He’s about to find out that the humble woman he sidelined owns the very stage he’s standing on. I’m done being your sun, Gabriel. Enjoy the darkness—because by morning, I’m taking the light with me.

“But at least allow me to show you. I will court you, and prove to you how breathtaking you are every morning, noon, and night, not just in bed.” “Stop cringing me.” ** Dandeline, an aromantic and intimidating enchantress, has added stressful days to her 99+ more problems when she agreed to help the newbie werewolf. Hessuel, who’s annoyingly humble and determined to learn how to howl with no grammatical errors, has set a country trip with Dandeline to find his ‘ghost’ mate who also left him a mark. That was the plan… until the time they spent together, their battles together, even their nonsense arguments, have made it possible for their ‘friendship’ to culminate into love. But as this ghost mate enters the triangle, their beautifully invested feelings suddenly change to a bitter rivalry. ✔Romance-Comedy ✔Slowburn ✔Action-Adventure ✔Historical Fantasy ✔3 seasons in 1 book ✔NOT FOR KIDS

I was the top repair specialist at a luxury goods store. Ninety percent of the shop's revenue came from my work alone. In three years, I turned a run-down little shop on the brink of closing into a nationwide chain. All because I clocked in two minutes late one morning, the newly appointed supervisor, Tom Menzie, locked the front doors and announced he was taking everyone on a company trip. I asked why no one bothered to tell me. Tom sneered, "Well, those who can do more are trusted with more. We're going on vacation. You stay and work overtime. If you can't handle it, then get the hell out!" I was so mad that I laughed. I called the owner directly. "I heard you're firing me."