Bitter Fruits

Whenever she closes her eyes, she can feel him. His amber eyes glaring back at her brown chocolate eyes, his fingers crawling on her skin making her shiver. She loved how he made her feel, she yearned for more and more but whenever she opened her eyes, she panted like she has been running a marathon, sweating profusely. Her silky nightie soaked not only with sweat but her wetness, her pantie more damper than ever. One unexpected day, she saw 'his amber eyes glaring back at her brown chocolate eyes' but not in her dreams, in broad daylight. Not only his eyes were visible but the whole of him. Time stopped. But... she saw something else in his amber eyes, an evil glint and the powerful scent that engulfed him made her skin crawl with fear making her remember the bitter past she had.

Whoever thought that I will end up sleeping with a-19-year-old Johnny, maybe considered wrong but, I did. My name is Becky and I'm a 36-year-old divorcee. It all started when I returned to Kingstown from Charlottesville to reunite with my loved ones, after going through a bitter divorce. I had given love a ride red card but, a part of my heart melted when I saw him again, after being apart for more than five years. Just one thing was not right, Johnny is the son of my closest best friend, Melinda, and also happens to be the boyfriend of my only daughter Stephanie. Nevertheless, it was the same Johnny that I lusted after. I couldn't keep myself away from him, eventually, I seduced and slept with him even though, I was 17 years older than him. I got pregnant for him, only a few weeks before his wedding with my daughter, who was also pregnant for him. Now, I'm in mess, what will I do? Follow my epic story to discover what happened at last.

After being drugged and set up to forcefully make out with a stranger by her best friend on her wedding night, Rissa was forced to live a quite unfortunate life with her illegitimate son. Liam, a billionaire CEO and fiancé to Rissa had always been the ideal man for Diane; her jealousy towards Rissa had made her so bitter to the extent of plotting to end the wedding between her best friend and her fiancé. Several years later, Rissa came back to the city with her six-year-old son Caleb, who was a product of the forceful makeout she had. Upon getting back to the city, Rissa discovered that her best friend Diane had gotten married to Liam. She also encountered her rapist. What will be the reactions from Liam and Diane when they discover that Rissa has a son? Will Rissa take her revenge on Diane? Will Rissa fight for Liam even after knowing who the biological father of her child is? Read on to find out!

The woman Lucas Kingston kept by his side was pregnant. When I found out, I was shocked to realize that she was just as far along as I was. In front of me, she gently caressed her rounded belly before settling herself onto Lucas’s lap. "I heard that Miss Carter’s equestrian skills rival those of men. I’m quite curious and would love to see it for myself. Lucas, could you ask her to give us a demonstration? “If she manages to please me…" She leaned in closer to him, her voice seductive. "Tonight, you can have whatever you want." Lucas’s gaze turned icy as it landed on me. Though he said nothing, everyone present understood his intent. My face drained of color as I pleaded desperately, "Lucas, please don’t do this! I’ll lose the baby!" Laughter rippled through the crowd, while Lucas merely looked at me with disdain. "If you lose it, you can always have another. Now get on the horse! If you can’t entertain her properly, don’t even think about leaving this racetrack tonight!" The moment his words left his mouth, several people grabbed me and forced me onto the saddle. The startled horse reared and took off in a frenzy. Every jolt sent unbearable pain through my abdomen. I glanced back. From the viewing platform, the two of them were already locked in a passionate embrace. Clutching the reins with all my strength, I forced a bitter smile. This was the seventh time. And the last. From that moment on, I would never humiliate myself for anyone again.

Michael Marcus , the step son of a rich CEO gets abducted into an academy for the gifted amidst mass blood tests going on in the country. Full of doubts and questions, Michael unwillingly decides to join the academy being the only choice he has. He becomes a notorious troublemaker in Greywood Neville academy regardless of how special he gets treated by the academy's officials. He thinks his only gift is creating chaos and disrupting peace. His ignorance makes him give deaf ears to teachings and warnings about a powerful enemy who will bring about doomsday to the world. During one of his mischievous endeavors with his new made mind-reading friend, Michael learns that the death of his parents wasn't natural as he always knew. He is utterly shocked when he finds out that they were murdered. His character receives a complete turn over as he starts focusing on uncovering the mystery of his parents' deaths. In a journey that is riddled with romance, anger, bitter betrayals and self discovery , Michael Marcus uncovers more than one mystery...

Mes deux amis d'enfance avec qui j'ai été fiancée sont tombés amoureux de Yseult Calvet, la fille adoptive de ma famille. Pour gagner son affection, ils m'ont fait raser la tête et m'ont enfermée sur la station de ski pendant toute une nuit… Par respect pour les souhaits de mes parents, j'ai tout enduré. Mais un jour, alors qu'Yseult s'était coupée un doigt en coupant des fruits, ils m'ont forcée à donner 2000 ml de mon sang pour elle. Je pleurais et suppliais, mais ils m'ont répondu que c'était la punition méritée pour l'avoir maltraitée. J'en ai eu assez et je me suis tournée vers leur frère aîné. Finalement, ceux qui ne cessaient de dire qu'ils voulaient rompre avec moi sont venus pleurer à mon mariage, regrettant amèrement leur décision…

“I am Alora Printer, Luna of the SilverClaw Pack and I demand you release me now!” I started, and those thick slashed brows raised in amusement. “Now, isn't that a delight? A Luna, caught in my rusty little cage with ugly metallic shackles around your fancy royal hands. Should we be afraid, Your Highness? Borrow weapons from our neighbors and sharpen our fangs as we await our impending doom?” His sarcasm was insulting, and had I not been in chains, I might have smacked him across the face for daring to mock me. ******** Betrayed by her husband, who heartlessly sent their five-year-old daughter into the forest to pick fruits for his mistress, Alora seeks vengeance, after her little girl is torn to shreds but her quest is derailed when Randall, the Alpha of Night Terrors, captures her. As ancient secrets unfold, Alora must choose between revenge and redemption, and decide if her sworn enemy is her greatest foe or soulmate.

When a messy struggling downtown girl decides to take a heist with her "best friend", things turn sour when she's the only one who gets caught for stealing the billionaire's money. And his heart of stone. Two things: Don't be so quick to trust, and don't get caught. But Kiara fails horribly at both. So when financial struggles push Kal and herself into taking the easy way out, she unfortunately finds herself in the house of the biggest billionaire in the city, and is labeled a thief. Or a maid, whichever. At the end of the day, it's just a contract to save her reputation, but it's more than that to Mike. Her charms are bitter and so are his, but the combination happens to taste like Honey Caramel.

“Damian, you ever wondered why I didn’t want to marry you when you proposed?” In front of prison, Catherine suddenly smiles, only it’s bitter than ever, “You chose HER over me once, and I had sworn to never allow you to do that again.” Damian opens his eyes in shock. “But then I married you. You said you were over her, and you kept choosing her over me, over and over and over again, showing me that I would always be the third wheel in my own marriage. Every time I compromise, you would only prove again that she weighs the most in your heart, more than anyone.” “Catherine--” “You can choose her over me as much as you want from now on,” Catherine’s curvy eyes are so gentle and bright, yet it hurts Damian’s heart more than any weapon in the world, “but today, THIS, is the last time I’m gonna care about it.” “Goodbye, Mr. Moore.”

While vacationing in Greece, Ava never expected to have a steamy fling with a handsome stranger named Grayson. But fate has other plans, as she finds herself face to face with him again in a small Midwestern town. And to her surprise, Grayson discovers that Ava has given birth to a son who shares a unique crescent moon birthmark on his wrist, just like Grayson. At thirty-eight, Ava had given up hope of finding the right man to have a child with. But now, she's faced with the challenge of raising her son alone, while also dealing with the pack law that demands Grayson to marry her and turn her into a werewolf to keep their secret safe. After a bitter divorce from a controlling ex-husband, Ava is not sure she wants to give up her freedom to another man. But Grayson is more than just a man, he's a werewolf who tempts her to surrender her heart. Can Ava overcome her fear of losing control and trust Grayson enough to give their love a chance? Or will she let her past dictate her future and risk losing the man she's come to love?