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Rumors said Fabrizio Medici, Don of the Medicis, was ruthless in everything he did. Yet he was nothing but devoted to me, his mother, as if I were his lifeline. Ten years ago, my husband, Victor Medici, betrayed us all. He conspired with foreign enemies, abducted Fabrizio, and staged a coup from within. To save my child, I blew up a car, destroying my leg and face, and erased myself from the world by faking my own death. Fabrizio hardened and lay low. Ten years later, he wiped out our enemies, killed Victor with his own hands, and reclaimed everything that had been stolen from him. Afterward, he spent a fortune rebuilding my body, piece by piece. But when I returned to the country under a new identity to attend Fabrizio's engagement party, his fiancée, Giovanna Valery, mistook me for a hidden mistress. She stormed in with her friends and humiliated me in every possible way. By the time Fabrizio finally arrived, I was covered in blood. Giovanna pointed at me, her voice shrill as she screamed, "No wonder I never see you messing around. So this is your type? Older women?"

After being reborn, I'm taken back to the day I confessed my love for my childhood friend. In my past life, I had to plead and beg before he begrudgingly agreed to marry me. "You look pathetic when you beg me for anything, Annabelle." That was what Hayden Gulman always said to me. He was so cold to me that he even canceled the part where we read our vows to each other during the wedding. When I was eight months pregnant, he took a photo of my belly covered in stretch marks. Then, he complained to his true love about the unhappiness he faced after marrying me. When I went into a difficult labor due to my agitation, he and his true love were on vacation. At that moment, my heart finally died. It turned out my one-woman show couldn't be considered love at all. Now that I've been reborn, I smile when I see the disdainful look in his eyes. I say, "We have nothing to do with each other from this moment on. I only wish to be happy."

I bet you’ve heard the story about the secretary falling head over heels for her boss; that’s me, but what happens when you have unforgettable with someone without knowing he is your boss? That’s me; I got invited to a party that ended up being a birthday party with a dungeon theme, weird, I know, tell me about it, but I finally let my hair down and enjoyed exploring my sexuality with the most intense men I have ever met. My boss, Richard Ashford, Mr. Billionaire CEO himself, he is intense, dominating, cocky, and arrogant, but he makes me feel like the most important woman in the world. Behind closed doors, he is the most fantastic lover. I wish the world could see him the same way I do. I am not ready for dating after everything I have been through. But he is. He wants to show Manhattan’s elite that I am his, but I don’t want to be in the spotlight. I like being anonymous. His life is covered by every newspaper and magazine. That’s what happens when you own most of New York’s media companies.

Now everything is changing...with everyone of us sweeping under the carpet the scars of yesterday's sins. Those scars are what kept me alive until you are all born to hear the story. The world government was powerful and taking advantage of the human colonial minds, they buried our freedom and equity. But now that we the Elites whom they educated and rose to revolts against the fingers that had fed us... What do you call it? Oh! yes they had termed it Rebellion. They did call us rebels, for seeking a small ration part of the best that nature has given to mankind. Al-sural-tu-Nas. This for mankind, tell ye that the beast you trained in the dark had turned to an angel in the day. We are filled from the pot of lies now that our bellies cannot contain what they obtain, the promises that were compromised, treaties that were breached, least they covered the black mails and lies with a blanket of Diplomacy. But now is the snatch of the gallon beer from the drunkard because now there is what when diplomacy fails.....is war. "Now we are free." Later in the future a seed germinates bearing fruits of the YESTERDAYS as she possess the abilities to time travel and set broken pieces together but this has consequences in the future of mankind. Read along

She was said to be the treasure in their kingdom, the white wolf pack. She was the queen's newly born princess. Born to save their world, she was forced to leave the extramundane life she would have when the clan of bloodsucking vamps attacked their peaceful kingdom in the middle of the night under the sight of the goddess of the wolf moon, Diana. Her protector, an ever witty brilliant half-wolf half-vampire sent her to the ordinary world. "She is the treasure. She must be protected!" However, covered with shining gold cloth, she was left alone in front of a wide huge iron gate of a blue blood family. "Something's sparkling in front of the gate, Jon!" Halley woke her husband up in the middle of the night. "Wait! Let me check!" the still drowsy man got up wobbling as he went outside and glanced at the snow-white skin baby with long candy corn hair and bluish-purple eyes. . "Whose the ugly baby?" rubbing his still sleepy eyelids, the sixth-year-old Vince asked his parents. "Don't you call her ugly? From now on she is going to be your baby sister. Her name is Arianna!" his mother gently answered as she stroked his head.

R18 Helen Zachary’s life had always been tranquil and quiet, until one fateful windy evening. She was on her way to her boyfriend’s place to surprise him for his birthday when an unexpected event occurred. She found a young man covered in blood on the road. Helen wanted to help him, so she stepped out of her car and approached him, only to discover that it was a trap. He had pretended to be lifeless so as to make her feel pity for him. Helen was battered by the young man that night, and his companion raped her. Anger was the theme of the day, and she pledged to exact vengeance on the young man, known as Steven Alfredo, a Mafia boss. Steven had just escaped from prison, and he takes delight in seeing others suffer, but after meeting Helen for numerous times, he resolved to be a different person. ‘However, what happens when Helen confuses Steven’s twin brother for Steven? And if his twin falls for her, will she reciprocate the feelings and abandon her plans to exact revenge on Steven?’ ‘And what happens if Steven also falls for her? Who would Helen choose? Steven, his brother or her boyfriend?’

TRIGGER WARNING: Mature content ahead. Katalina This wasn't the plan. Getting married was the least of my priorities but here I am, dressed in white and taking marriage vows. What's even shocking is the man I am marrying; My mother's fiance, a man old enough to be my father. Huracio Katalina is the object of my fantasies. Something about her innocence stirs the darkest of desires inside me. She is like a pure rose and I am the devil. A devil covered with blood to the last tip of my fingers but that doesn't stop me from lusting after her.There's nothing I want but to taint her till she is corrupted by my essence. I know I shouldn't want her. I shouldn't crave her since she is my fiance's daughter. When her mother runs away from our wedding, I see an opportunity. An opportunity to live my fantasies and as the devil I am, I take it. Now, she is MINE! *** When Katalina finally finds out that Huracio is the Don of a Mafia gang, the same gang responsible for the death of her father, what will happen?

When I first met Thomas Hilton, he was still a street punk covered in blood. The only good thing about him was the clumsy sincerity when he tattooed my name on his chest. Later, when he rose to power, with a wave of his hand, he gave me half of Bronze Bay as a wedding gift. Everyone in Harborwood knew that I, Jessica Shaw, was more important to him than his own life. That was until today, when the celebrity Thomas kept finally walked into our house. With a big belly, she said to me with a smile, "Ms. Shaw, are you going to leave with dignity now, or wait until my son grows up and throws you out of this place?" I just raised my hand and ordered a subordinate to help her "give birth". When Thomas saw the pool of blood beneath her, he flew into a rage. He pressed a knife to my neck and said, "Jessica, you should know when to be satisfied!" I laughed softly and pressed the muzzle of a gun against his heart. "You really had a change of heart. Good thing my heart didn't change. My truest self is my ambition." Bang! A gunshot rang out.

My fiancé suddenly announces he's marrying my sister instead. And just as my world collapses, the cold, noble Twinkle Oriven kneels before me with a diamond ring in hand. He confesses he's loved me for years. We get married. For three years, he's gentle, considerate, and flawless in every way. Then, one day, I accidentally overhear a conversation between him and a friend. "Twinkle, Amelie has everything she has ever wanted. Isn't it time to end this fake marriage?" "Since I can't marry Amelie, it doesn't matter who I marry. All that matters is that it keeps her life undisturbed." In the chapel where he prays every day, the wallpaper is covered with one name—Amelie Ashcombe. I hear him pray to the heavens. "May all the good in the world belong to Amelie. I'd trade my own happiness for her peace and joy. I don't ask to have her in the next life… I just want her to remember me." So this is the truth behind three years of a seemingly perfect marriage. I erase my identity and stage a fake death. From now on, Twinkle and I are nothing.

My son was kidnapped by a pack of rogue wolves. Two days later, the patrol team found his body. His limbs were broken, his entire body covered in bruises, not a single patch of fur left unmarked. I held his lifeless form and howled in anguish. My mate Damien, Alpha of the Stormfang Pack, swore the killers would pay. All evidence pointed to Sera, Damien's nominal Omega assistant, but in reality his mistress. As the pack's Luna, I publicly revealed the investigation results and evidence before all pack members. Under pressure from the pack, my mate was forced to execute his Omega assistant. A year later, I became pregnant again. But during my tenth anniversary Luna ceremony, my mate locked me in a burning chamber as punishment. That's when I learned the truth—he hated me for forcing him to kill his Omega assistant. He wanted me dead for revenge. In the flames, I felt the child in my womb slip away, and my own strength began to fail. After my rebirth, I still couldn't change my son's tragic fate. But when I chose to abandon my role as Stormfang Pack's Luna, the entire pack fell to their knees, begging me not to leave.