Novel & Cerita Belle Rêve

“I’ve told you a hundred times, I’m married. I can’t do this with you, so leave me alone,” I whispered, even as my body betrayed me. He smirked, “Strange, I’ve never seen you wear a wedding ring before, and after a little digging, I found out you live alone and also strip at one of my clubs.” His body pressed against mine, pinning me to the shelves. Loretta came to New York with one goal, work hard and pay off her father’s debt. She never expected to catch the attention of Asher, a dangerously alluring billionaire. The chemistry between them is undeniable, but there’s one problem, Loretta is married to a man she has never even met. Now, she’s caught between duty to a stranger and an attraction to a man she can’t resist.

After waking up from a car accident, I realize that I've lost some of my memories. My wife, Samantha Ross, embraces me immediately and says in a choked-up tone, "The doctor said that you've hurt your manhood in the accident. You… might not be able to perform in the bedroom anymore." My father-in-law, Edmund Ross, sighs heavily as well. He tells me that even if I can't get Samantha pregnant anymore, I will always be the only son-in-law who's married into the Ross family. Everyone compliments me on marrying into a wonderful family. After all, Samantha refuses to abandon me, and Edmund completely understands my situation. But I know for a fact that my kidneys aren't busted at all. Also, I already had a son with Samantha a long time ago. The thing is, where on earth is that child now?

"Who are you?" She asked boldly, not afraid of the devil. "Someone who'll make you cum till you scream loudly," he smirked and trapped her beneath him. It was a mission to seduce him but the unexpected happens. ****Steamy book, you've been warned***

You want to know what's worse than being in love with your best friend for thirteen years? Realizing you're not as straight as you thought while seducing her ex-boyfriend for revenge. I'm Diego Vaughn and I've been lying to myself since high school. The bullies who called me gay? They saw something I couldn't admit. But I had Avani - my best friend, my proof of normalcy, the girl I convinced myself I loved. Loving her meant I was straight. Except I've never been safe. Five years ago, my brother Matteo disappeared. I've been searching for him ever since. Then Avani starts dating Felton D'Angelo. A billionaire playboy who owned half the luxury hotels in LA. He told her from day one he doesn't do commitment. She thought she could change him. She was wrong. So she came to me crying and proposed her brilliant revenge plan: I should seduce Felton, make him fall in love, then destroy him. I said yes because I would do anything for her and because maybe if I do this, she'll finally see me as more than her safe best friend. I said yes because I didn't know Felton D'Angelo was the worst kind of dangerous. I'm supposed to be pretending but when he touches me, when he leans close and whispers what he wants to do to me, when his hand slides up my thigh under the table and I don't pull away - that's not acting. That's the truth I've been running from for thirteen years catching up to me. This was supposed to be simple. Seduce the playboy, break his heart, make Avani love me. Instead I'm falling for a man who might have killed my brother. And the worst part? I think I want to let him.

My husband, Don Vincent Corleone, has gotten ambushed during a trade-off. When he wakes up, he still remembers everyone… but me. Soon, Vincent makes an announcement in front of everyone that Angela Mancini is his actual Donna. That's how Angela takes over my position as the precision machinist in the family. When I'm in the machinery storage room, I accidentally overhear Vincent and Angela flirting with each other. "Since you've lent me the identity as the Donna for a week, does this mean I get to do whatever I want with your body during this period?" Angela asks. "Of course! The only reason why I've pretended to have contracted amnesia is so that I can appease you, after all." As I hide in the shadows, I feel my nails digging into my palms. Still, I don't expose Vincent's lie on the spot. At the family meeting the next day, Vincent forcibly snatches away the obsidian ring that I've been wearing. He yells at me that Angela is his actual Donna, and that I should submit all of my blueprints to the family before leaving Neplas once and for all. All the subordinates stare at me, waiting for me to fight back. Without moving an inch, I submit my resignation on the spot and file for a divorce. What Vincent doesn't know is that I'm the only one who knows the assembly technology of the latest batch of firearms. There are only seven days left till the Corleone family has to hand the batch over to the client. Seven days later, the batch starts showing issues, which implicates the Corleone family and putting them in a dire state. But that's when I've completely vanished from Neplas. When Vincent and I meet each other again, he grabs me by the arm angrily while questioning me, "Where the hell have you gone to, Valenna? Why did you ditch me back then?" I pretend to look confused. "Who are you? Do I even know you?"

In the heart of New York City, amidst the chaos of honking horns and towering skyscrapers, Michael Stone—Alpha of one of the most powerful werewolf packs in the world—sits impatiently in the back of his black luxury car. He’s in the city for a high-stakes business meeting with humans, one that could alter the future of his pack. Time is slipping away, and traffic is at a standstill. Then he sees her. A young woman, effortlessly beautiful, walks down the busy sidewalk, unaware of the world watching her. She moves with quiet grace and a softness that cuts through the noise. Human, he assumes—until the primal force within him growls a single word: Mate. Without a second thought, Michael abandons the car—and his meeting—and follows her into a hotel building. Her name is Anastasia (“Anna”). She’s cautious, guarded, yet her kindness radiates like sunlight. Their chance encounter turns into a pull neither of them can deny. As days become weeks, Michael can’t stay away. Belle, a gentle soul and devoted single mother to a little boy, begins to open up to the mysterious, commanding man who keeps appearing in her life. What she doesn’t know is that Michael is no ordinary man—he’s a werewolf Alpha, and he’s already claimed her as his. Despite his world being one of power, secrets, and supernatural law, Michael makes Anna a promise: if she trusts him, he’ll give her a life she’s never dreamed possible. But trust is hard won—and danger looms. Because Anna isn’t who she thinks she is. And the truth, once revealed, will change everything. Love, loyalty, and fate collide in The Unexpected Fated Mate—a gripping paranormal romance that proves sometimes the biggest secrets hide behind the most human hearts.

I got into a car accident on my way to celebrate my daughter, Anna Chapman's birthday. When I wake up, I stare at my family, who has my bed surrounded. Then, I decide to crack a joke. "Sorry, but who are you people?" I do my best to suppress my smile as I look forward to how my family will comfort me now that I'm "amnesiac". Will my dad and my wife hold my hands out of heartbreak? Or will Anna rush over to hug me while crying for me? What I don't expect is that my family actually heaves sighs of relief after their initial shock. My dad is the first one to speak up, his tone tinged with relief. "It's a good thing that you've forgotten about your past. The truth is, you're the adopted son of the Gray family. Calvin is the actual heir of the Grays." My wife, Yvonne Stewart, points at me while telling Anna, "You should address him as Uncle Damian." Before I can recover from my shock, I see Anna, who I've risked my life to protect, run into Calvin Gray, the fake heir's arms. "Daddy, I was out having fun the whole day! Oh, I've missed you so much!" It turns out that my family wants nothing more than for me to lose my memories. In that case, I might as well abandon everything that's fake in my life.

I’ve always felt like Travis Chancer was forced to marry me. Every time we were intimate at night, he’d rather use his hand to get me off than actually have sex with me. I got more and more disappointed and decided to divorce him. But the night before I printed the papers, I heard him on the balcony talking to his buddies. “Bro, I’m not trying to be nosy, but you’re obviously dying for it. Why won’t you touch her? The perfect woman is right there. It must feel amazing.” “Women can’t stand being ignored. If you keep bottling it up, she’ll eventually run off with another man, and you’ll regret it.” He took a quiet sip of whiskey. “But her skin is so delicate, and her waist is so slim… she’s so sensitive. What if I lose control and scare her? “She’s my woman. I have to be careful. If she wants to find comfort elsewhere, she can. As long as she’s still willing to come home, I’ll keep spoiling her.” They snorted. “Don’t act like a saint, man. If you’ve got the guts, stop secretly posting on Reddit.” Late that night, I quietly opened Travis’s browser history. A full hundred entries. The pinned post read: “I finally married the girl I’ve loved for years, but I have a very high sex drive. How can I make her enjoy it without leaving psychological scars?”…

I've gotten into an accident. When my childhood friend, Jason Patel, drops by to visit me, I feel like pulling a prank on him all of a sudden. So, I ask, "Who are you? I've lost my memory." He's left feeling stunned for a moment before he reveals the fake smile that he often wears whenever he pulls pranks on others. "I'm your boyfriend, Jason Patel." My heart begins pounding wildly in my chest. I decide to go along with this little prank. That summer of us playing pretend has to be the happiest time of my life. But when Giselle Ford returns to our lives, Jason immediately clears the air between us. It turns out that he and Giselle have had a crush on each other during their high school days. Unfortunately, they missed the chance to date each other. What am I to them, then? So, I can only grant their wish of wanting to stay together. That's why I laugh and call Jason out for being an idiot because he can't even tell that I faked my memory loss. Unexpectedly, I get into another accident some time later. When I wake up, I ask Jason who he is again. Impatience flickers across his expression. "Don't you feel lame for using the same trick twice?" What he doesn't know is that I've truly lost my memory this time.

"I couldn't be more broken when I found out that I've been fooled all this while... thinking that I was being loved by him... I know that this will teach me a lesson not to trust easily in this life...Ever."★One summer.So much drama.Will Ella learn to love again?