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The zombie apocalypse had arrived, and pets could transform into guardians to protect their owners—each person was allowed no more than three. My best friend had spent a fortune on three Tibetan mastiffs. The landlord cleared out a fish tank to raise a crocodile. My boyfriend? He had stormed the zoo and dragged a lion home. And me? I only had three stray cats. The eldest was blind, the second one limped, and the youngest had just turned one month old. The moment the apocalypse system announced that pet slots were locked, I knew I was doomed. I tried to hide with my three disabled cats, hoping to survive quietly. Day one of the apocalypse: terrified… Day two: helpless… Day three: my cats sauntered over, tails swishing, carrying some unidentifiable object. "Mama, I bit off all the zombie heads on this street. How's that? Solid enough?" I was rendered speechless.

Anya Sawyer and I have been married for eight years. In that time, she brought 99 men back home. One day, I found myself looking at the 100th young man she had brought home ever since we got married. He shot me a taunting look before turning to Anya. "Ms. Sawyer, is this your useless husband?" Anya leaned into her seat and replied with a lazy yes. The young man patted my cheek with a grin. "Tonight, I'll show you what a proper man is capable of." … That evening, I was forced to sit in the living room and listen to their moans all night long. The next morning, Anya ordered me to prepare breakfast for her as usual. I refused. She seemed to have forgotten our marriage was by contract. That day just so happened to be the third-to-last day of our contract.

Celeste thought she was just planning one big corporate event until a late-night meeting with a cold, ruthless billionaire CEO turned her life upside down. Julian Sterling never did relationships especially not with the woman who could disrupt his world. But one night of heat, and everything changed. Now, Celeste is pregnant. And despite every reputation that hangs over his name, Julian offers her one brutal solution: a contract marriage to protect them both. As they settle into cold formality, what blooms in between boardroom exchanges, midnight admissions, and office-after-hours confessions is something neither expected. But nothing is easy when pride, ambition, and a messy past keep both of them trapped. With twists, misunderstanding after misunderstanding, financial games, and stolen moments that crack their walls, Celeste and Julian must answer one question: can a marriage built on convenience become real love? One contract. One baby. One impossible connection.

It was a godforsaken dare. If anyone asked Knox why he created a fake profile to mess with the most insufferable bastard alive—his emotionally constipated, tyrannical military captain, Victor Wallace—he’d blame his roommate. Stupid dare. Simple mission. Pretend to be a woman, reel the bastard in, and wreck him. Easy, right? Wrong. What started as a joke spiralled into late-night messages, dangerous vulnerability, and a slow-burning obsession Knox didn’t see coming. Victor wasn’t supposed to open up. Knox wasn’t supposed to care. And yet—here they are, stuck together in a steel tomb of chain-of-command and unchecked tension, where one wrong word could start a fire. It was supposed to ruin Victor. Now it’s ruining Knox. Because when you play games with monsters, don’t be shocked when one starts looking back in the mirror. This was never just a dare. Now it’s war. Read and find out.

Evelyn Sawyer, Loves him; Adrian Bayford as long as she can remember. She grew up with those intense affectionate feelings for him and he didn't think about her feelings and rejected her. But no matter how broken she was, she never showed how much his rejection hurt her. Little do she know that fate had decided to test her. In an unpredictable turn of event, She was forced to face something she never imagined, marrying the brother of the person who broke her heart; Lawrence Bayford. The man with a heart of gold and pure affection, A Prince Charming but with a glint of anger issues. But, will she accept Lawrence? How will he react after knowing his wife loved none other than his own brother? What will happen now? Living in the same house as her lifetime love as his Sister-In-Law. Will her marriage work? Will she ever be able to love her husband?

I never wished for this life. I wanted to become one of the greatest songstresses that ever lived. I already envisaged myself performing on the biggest stages in the country. Unfortunately, my hopes were dashed when I was forced to marry a billionaire's son, Hilton in a contract marriage. It was the only way of ensuring that my Father regained his freedom after he was accused of aiding a robbery in the company where he worked as a security guard. Devastated, I sought solace at her boyfriend's house, but was disappointed when I discovered him cheating. I became a complete shadow of myself. I proceeded to the bar to cool off, where I had a one-night stand with a stranger. A few weeks later, I discovered a baby growing inside of me. How will I overcome this situation? Find out in this fascinating story; I Married The Devil's Advocate.

I go to the city where my online boyfriend, Logan Wright, lives to surprise him without telling him first. Instead, I overhear him talking with his friends. "So what if her voice is nice? She's probably ugly as hell if she's reluctant to even send a picture. If the hottest girl on campus hadn't turned me down, I wouldn't even bother messing around with someone like her. "Not only is she ugly, but she's also horny as hell. She keeps saying she has to see what I'm packing down there before we even meet." One of his friends snickers. "So did you show her?" Logan let out a low grunt in agreement. "But it wasn't mine. It was Troy's." His friend blurts, "What the hell? Troy Levine? Your roommate? You said he was at least eight inches. Were you serious?" "Of course. Why would I lie to you? Troy is a real bro. Seeing that I didn't want to send that kind of picture, he offered to do it for me." They freeze for a second, then all burst out laughing. I laugh too. I've heard of body doubles in Showbiz. This is the first time I've seen a body double in online romance. I want every detail on Troy, and I want them in the next three minutes!

Emerson and Quinn, now step-siblings try to navigate their new normal. But what will happen when they both start leaning on other people? Emerson tries to move on, but the boy she loves is around every corner, literally. Quinn has reverted to his bullying ways. After all, hurting Em is what he does best. But some things aren’t adding up. The few people that Em trusted completely seem to be the very ones that are deceiving her. In order to cope, Em turns to her pills that she had weaned herself off of. She isn’t sleeping, and paranoia is getting the best of her. Once again, Em and Quinn have to fight.. for themselves, for each other, and to survive.

My brother-in-law started making a fuss about wanting to spend Christmas vacation at the beach, so I decided we'd make it a family trip. When my husband's adoptive sister got wind of it, she insisted on tagging along with her kid. Without a second thought, my husband went ahead and booked plane tickets for everyone—except me. He expected me to drive there with all the luggage. I thought at least someone in the family would speak up for me, but no, they all sided with him. Fine. If that's how they want it, then we'll go our separate ways—what's theirs is theirs, and what's mine is mine. But the moment I took that stance, the whole family suddenly started panicking…

In the seventh year of my long-distance relationship with my girlfriend Quinn Summers, I quit my job without telling her and traveled more than six-hundred miles to Oceanton. I only wanted to surprise her and ask her to marry me. When the receptionist heard I was looking for Quinn, her expression slightly shifted. "Our CEO Ms. Summers is still in a meeting. Please wait a moment." I was surprised. Quinn had never told me she had been promoted. During our video call last week, she had even complained about how stressful work was and how far away a promotion felt. When I turned around, I heard the receptionist whispering to her coworker. "So… This is the guy Ms. Summers is keeping on the side? Seriously, he has some nerve, coming all the way to the company." "If Mr. Gomez finds out Ms. Summers is cheating during their marriage, this is going to be very bad." I was about to turn back and tell them they had the wrong person. Quinn was not married, and I was her real boyfriend of ten years. But before I could speak, a man in a black suit walked in from the revolving door. The receptionists immediately fell silent and greeted him with deep respect. "Mr. Gomez." The man was on the phone, his voice low and gentle. "Honey, I'm downstairs. You must come with me to your prenatal checkup today!" A clear female voice came through the phone, agonizingly sweet. "I know, honey. The meeting's almost over. Wait for me at the guest lounge." I had listened to that voice for seven years. I knew it far too well. It was my girlfriend, Quinn.