Confess Message

Happily married for 2 years, I thought all his grumpiness lately was only temporary. Maybe not the richest man, but he definitely puts his work as his priority, and I want to support him with all I have. I gave all the millions of dollars of my family wealth to him to build up his company, and didn't regret that. I love him. All I wanted was a family with him, a child for me to focus my attention on. But he often says he doesn't want a child before his career is stable. I understand, and I am willing to wait, until last night-- I found out that I had adopted his mistress's child thinking he was mine. On the day of our anniversary, I received a message from an unknown number. It's a picture of him with a woman in bed. And the text reads: he has been mine from the beginning. Three days later when he comes to the house that he shared with me in the past two years for one last time, he sees the divorce paper I left him, together with the necklace he gave the girl who saved him ten years ago! Pain and regret burst out in his chest, but this time he couldn’t find me anywhere. Five years later I came back to Arizona with beautiful quadruplets who have resemblance to the most powerful Alpha King in the world, but there's a problem: he isn't ready to let me go even though he's damaged and causes me nothing but pain.

Nelson Smith has been struggling for survival due to kidney failure. Without a transplant, he has less than four months to live. No one in his family matched after tests were done. Not even his siblings, parents or cousins, except for one person, Janice Capuno, his wife. Janice used to be the darling of a wealthy Dynasty, until she hid her identity and married the man she loves, Nelson Smith, against her parent's wishes. Instead of getting love, she was treated like a servant by her mother-in-law, mocked as a gold-digger by her sister in-law, but for her husband, his love towards her remained unshakable. He'd never ceased defending and protecting her from his family, that's why when the doctors confirmed her to be a match, she didn't hesitate to get herself cut open to save Nelson's life. **** There was barely thirty minutes to the surgery, and Janice was already in her hospital gown, waiting to get cut and her kidney given out to save her husband's life, when the reality of everything she had believed in came changing in her eyes. "Babe....my phone...switch it off...battery." Nelson pointed to his bag weakly before the sedative took full action on him. Just before she'll put the phone off, a WhatsApp notification suddenly popped up. It was from Tricia, his University ex-girlfriend. "Baby, has the fool gone into the theatre yet? I can't wait for this to be over. Once you get the kidney, we're done with her." The message read. Want to know what happened next?

In order to protect me, Don Salvatore deliberately announces that my fiance, Simone Pozzi, is his long-lost son. Simone shakes with excitement when he sees the man in a bespoke suit stepping out of the Rolls-Royce that is parked outside my house. Just as I'm about to tell him it's all a lie, he shoves me aside. He even brushes his sleeves in disgust, as if he has touched something filthy. Simone says, "Stay away from me. Don't let your poverty rub off on me! Since I'm the Don's son, we'll call off our engagement. An illegitimate bastard like you isn't even fit to wipe my shoes!" When I try to explain, he cuts me off by writing out a check and flinging it hard into my face. The sharp edge of the paper slices across my cheek. "Take this one million dollars as our breakup fee and don't bother me again. We're no longer from the same world," Simone says. I watch the check flutter down into the mud and quietly turn off my phone screen. On the screen is a message Papa—Don Salvatore—has just sent me, "Just bear with it a little longer, Principessa. Papa will bring you home soon to take over the famiglia." Simone is so determined to cut himself off completely. He might have the luck to claim a fortune that big, but not the life to enjoy it.

“Shush” he cuts her off. “Raise up your skirt right now” “Master…” He cuts in again. “Raise up your skirt right now and don’t make me repeat myself” She took a deep breathe, this is not the first time he has punished her this way, It started a month ago. “Okay master” She raised up her uniform skirt and her white panties came to view, his eyes bulging out. He swallowed. “You’re beautiful, it’s like each time you raise that beautiful skirt of yours up, it’s my first. Come here, I want you to see yourself” he hold her by the hand and takes her to the mirror. “Look at yourself, you’re beautiful. Your legs are slender and you’ve got such a nice crutch” he admires her as she watches herself, her skirt still raised. He bent down and began to kiss her legs, kissing all the way up to her neck. He grabbed her ass from behind trailing kisses om her beck before one of his hand rested oh her boobs and the other went into her panties rubbing her clit and squeezing her full boobs hard. “I heard you’re a virgin too” he moaned as he nibbled her ear continuing his attack on her innocent body. “Are you done master?” She asked ready to run away and go confess her sinful thoughts and to put her body to punishment for wanting more. “Done? Oh honey, I’m just getting started with you” with that he released her boobs from the shackles of a bra and tore her shirt pressing her to the mirror, he breast on it waiting and screaming to be sucked. “What a lewd thought!” She quarrels herself. He dragged her pant up, seperating her pussy lips with it.

It's unrequited love, Aurora is aware of it kahit pa sa simula pa lamang. Maximilian didn't love her as a woman but just a sister, yes she was adopted by his father Maximus after her parents died. She loves Max so much na kahit nakikita niya kung gaano parin nito kamahal ang nawawala nitong girlfriend na si Angel, she stays with him through his hard times nagbabakasali na masuklian ni Max ang nararamdaman niya. Even gives him her chastity just to prove to him that she really loves him ay bigo parin siya, dahil nang malaman niya na nagdadalang tao siya, ay sakto dumating ang balita na nagpaguho nang mundo niya. Angel was alive! And of course Max left her alone after everything she did for him. But what can she do? She couldn't even confess her love to him because it's already late, at isa pa he's already with the woman he loves. So she decided to leave for good nangako na kakalimutan na niya si Max,she burned her car down and pretended that she has amnesia, change her name just to live normally. But after a year while working at a restaurant someone grabbed her wrist and to her shock it was him. She lied na may amnesia siya para lang umalis na ito. Tinaboy niya ito dahil pakiramdam niya ay naka moved on na siya, but Max returned carrying her three years old son na si Matthias and claiming that he was her fiance and Matthias is their son.! And telling her that he misses her and he loves her so much! "I already moved on Max!" Naninindigan niyang sabi but when Max kisses her pakiramdam niya ay nabuhay ulit ang nakaraan. '.. marupok?.. ' Kailangan niya paring manindigan!

I thought about him again today. God, I'm so fucked up. I want my brother to ruin me. I want his hands on my body, his mouth on my skin, his name the only word I can remember when he's done with me. I want him to push me against a wall and take everything I've been begging him for in the dark. The worst part? He's not even really my brother. I found out the night I came home, hospital mix-up, swapped at birth, the daughter they raised isn't the daughter they made. Which means Damien Nightbane, the man who's haunted my dirtiest fantasies since I was eighteen, the man whose touch makes me wet and desperate and insane... he's not off-limits anymore. Except he is. Because he raised me. Protected me. Watched me grow up. And I spent two years running from the way his eyes follow me, from the tension that crackles between us, from desires so shameful I can only confess them to a stranger online. A stranger who knows exactly what I want. A stranger who tells me my fantasies aren't wrong. A stranger who makes me feel seen in ways no one else ever has. I should have known better. Should have realized that the man who whispers dark promises through a screen and the man who grips my shoulders too tight in hallways might be the same person. But by the time I figured it out, his hands were already on me. And Damien Nightbane doesn't let go of what's his. Warning: This is a dark, explicit romance featuring a possessive, obsessive billionaire and the woman he's been waiting years to claim. Contains mature themes, explicit content, and a "brother" who's definitely NOT playing nice.

*BOOK 1 - COMPLETED - 148 Chapters (Chapter 1 to Final Epilogue) —No cliffhanger *BOOK 2 - Mr. CEO, Hold My Heart Forever (Continued ) *Spin Off — I KISSED MY EX-BOYFRIEND, & IT WENT WRONG— Available Now on GOODNOVEL — Can be read standalone. ~~~~ "You're not a victim, Ivanna. Nor am I a culprit," he hisses. "Let's do the business properly" I ogle at him, sniffing in wrath, anger burning inside me. He only knows the business. ~~~~~ Ivanna left her favourite city Texas to reunite with her family that she could never accept. With a vow to be a good daughter to her father and stepmother, Ivanna reached her city Dallas on her stepsister Irene's wedding, only to find out that she would be replacing Irene as a Bride. Her vow to be a good daughter turned out to be the worst decision of her life when she felt manipulated by her father. However, Ivanna was not a damsel in distress type of girl. She sent a message to the suitor, Christian Scott, the most eligible bachelor and the most powerful business tycoon of the city, placing the three most smart conditions to marry her. She thought that he would turn such conditions down and leave the thought of marrying her. But Ivanna's life turned upside down as he accepted all her conditions, completely determined to make her his and make her aware of the most crucial truths of her life. *The Cover picture is especially designed for the book 2. There's no child role in book 1*

The day we were meant to be mated, my Alpha, Ford, was ambushed. Silver bullets shredded his car, sending it plunging off a bridge and into the river below. He was pronounced dead. Drowned. I was left pregnant with his heir, shattered by the raw agony of our severed mate bond. Then Ford's twin, Aiden, returned from abroad with his mate, Kyra. His identical face and a scent so similar to my mate's nearly drove me mad. A desperate part of me swore Ford was still alive. I told myself it was just grief. A widow's delusion. Until I overheard a hushed conversation and the horrifying truth slammed into me: the man pretending to be Aiden was Ford. He had faked his death. He'd let his own brother die in his place, all for Kyra—the other woman carrying his child. The grief that had crippled me instantly morphed into a cold, sharp rage. Ford didn't just break our bond; he shattered it. And I would make him pay. I wiped my tears and sent a single message to my brother, Billy, the Alpha of the Winterstone Pack. "Brother, I need a plane crash. He loves faking his death? Fine. Let him feel what it's like to truly lose a mate." Only when the news of my "death" spread did Ford reclaim his name. He knelt for seven days and nights in the ashes of the home we once shared, consumed by a grief of his own making.

Casantha Maximill went on a vacation after she graduated from college and it was the first time she journeyed alone. When she was in Palawan, she tried to use a famous writing and reading app for the first time in her life. Upon exploring the app, she happened to find a writer known as ‘Blueguy’. She started reading his novels and she was amazed until she decided to send him a message expressing her admiration. After a few minutes, the writer unexpectedly replied to her and she couldn’t believe it at first. The writer wanted to meet her in the resort where she was staying. She was hesitant, but she agreed. She thought that it could be the only chance for her to meet the writer she admired. They agreed to meet near the shore in front of the resort. Before meeting the writer, Casantha told her best friend she called ‘Benedicto’ about the meet up. ‘Benny’ was his nickname and he was a gay. Benedicto warned her that she must take care. She said that she would send him the screenshots of their conversation in case something bad might happen after the meet up. After promising that she would be extra careful, the call ended. The time came when a fine man approached Casantha and introduced himself as ‘Blueguy’. She wasn’t surprised that he looked handsome because she had seen a lot of handsome men before. She was also curious about how he found out that she was in that resort, but the time didn’t permit her question to be answered because someone suddenly called him. Little did she know that her life was in danger because of him.

I built them up. I gave them everything. And they destroyed me. I thought love meant sacrifice. I thought friendship meant loyalty. But I was wrong. I bankrolled my boyfriend, helping him rise from nothing, believing in his dreams. I took my best friend under my wing, giving her everything she never had. But while I was away, enjoying a much-needed girls' trip—the one she conveniently backed out of—they were busy betraying me in the worst way possible. I found out by accident. A simple call from his phone, meant to tell my best friend I was back, turned into the moment that shattered my world. "My baby." Those words on the screen made my stomach drop. And then I read more. "I’m just after her money. Once I get enough, I’ll leave her. I’m collecting from her and her father. I’ll use her and dump her." Every message felt like a dagger to my heart. The man I loved, the friend I trusted—they had been plotting against me all along. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I can’t think. I can’t breathe. What do I do? Do I confront them? Do I scream? Do I fall apart? I want to wake up. I want this to be a nightmare. But it’s not. This is my reality. And I don’t know what happens next.