Novel & Cerita Darling Haley

What if your brother is in debt of a large amount of money? What is the maximum you'll do to get him out of his debt without him getting caught? Well, in Eliana's situation, she made a deal, and that deal was the beginning of her future. *********************** "It's easy, you got the money you need, now all you need to do is get married" the woman said looking Eliana in the eye, she was rich and spoke power. Eliana knew that it was stupid but she had no other option. "I can leave after the wedding, I don't have to be stuck as his wife, right?" Eliana asked, voicing out her worry. "Oh darling, you can't expect me to want you as my nephew's wife? I get my mansion's keys, and you're free to go wherever you want, don't worry about Alessio, he might cry for a day or two, but that's all" the woman said smiling at Eliana, her eyes studying the girl. "Deal" Eliana breathed after a few seconds of silence. "Alright then, I'll be calling you when I need you"

Previously called A Weekend With The Alpha *** He rose and moved towards me, my heart picking up its pace with every step he took. His hand stroked the side of my face, causing a tingle to rush through me and I shivered into his touch just like earlier. He leaned in and his breath fanned over my face, hot, weakening and mind-numbing. "You should be running, Zera." he said with a voice so raw it made me shudder against him. "The most sensible thing to do is run from someone like me." "I don't want to run." I stubbornly stated, worn out with his long game. It wasn't helping anyone. He wanted me, I could see that, and I wanted him too. His nose rubbed against mine, and he moved his forehead against mine. "Oh darling, but you should. I won't be like those little boys you've been with. I won't stop when you want me to. I won't stop until I'm completely buried in your mind and soul. You will belong to me."

"I've transferred the three hundred-dollar rent to you. Thanks, Samuel." A contact named Misty has sent my husband, Samuel Tucker, a message on WhatsApp. I snatch his phone immediately, only to be stunned by what I see. "Rent? Samuel, you told me that this is the income you earn from your part-time job!" Samuel's expression freezes on his face. Then, he tries to snatch his phone back. "Darling, my brother has already passed away. It's difficult for Misty to raise two children on her own…" As I caress my tiny baby bump with a hand, I feel my heart sinking at his words. "Which residence is this rent for?" Samuel parts his lips hesitantly. A long time later, he finally tells me the residential area's name. I'm completely flabbergasted at that point. The luxurious apartment sitting in that particular area is an asset that my deceased parents have left for me. Also, the rent there is worth 10,000 dollars. Yet, Samuel has rented it out to my widowed sister-in-law, Misty Patterson, and her children for only 300 dollars!

Hilda Michaela has been in love with her crush Edwilson Autore ever since she was a child. When an unexpected nightstand between the two led to a pregnancy, their families arranged for them to marry. Even though Wilson was against their union, Hilda devoted her life to him, hoping that he would love her back. Years passed, yet Wilson was the same. He became even colder when Hilda mysteriously lost the pregnancy exactly after a month of their marriage. This infuriates him even the more and only viewed their union as a trap. One day, he thrust divorce papers into her face when she least expected. "I've been thinking about this for a while, let's go our separate ways" he bellowed. Years later, when their paths cross, yearning reflected in his eyes as he pleaded, "Hilda.. Can you take me in again?" Hilda let out a loud empty laugh before she gazed at him with zero emotions and sneered, " I would love to take you in darling but the last I checked, i didn't own a daycare."

I was on my way to pick up my son from school when I got a call from his teacher. “Mrs. Corleone, you don’t need to come. Your husband — the one who’s been missing for five years — just picked up your son from school.” My chest tightened with unease, and I quickly corrected her. “Teacher, you must be mistaken. My boy's dad in Sicily on business. Where is this ‘other husband’ coming from?” After a short pause on the phone, the teacher spoke again. “Mr. Corleone said you don’t have to lie. He said he won’t kick you out of the Corleone family, since you gave him a son after you ran away from the wedding.” “You only have to give your position as his wife to the woman who saved his life.” I rolled my eyes. Deliberately raising my voice, I sent a voice message to his uncle. “Darling, come home immediately! Your nephew is back and trying to take our son!” Then I heard a crash on the other end.

Two people with different agendas are forced into an arranged marriage. For Veronica Nicholas, it is to save her family's business that has been saddled with debt and on the verge of slipping into bankruptcy and for Lawrence Williams, it is to hold onto his inheritance as the only son and heir of a conglomerate family. Veronica could never leave her darling boyfriend for the infamous national playboy nor does Lawrence wish to leave her long time crush who finally accepted his feelings after many months of rejection for a stranger he barely knows. Together the two must sign a secret contract that lets them live their desired lives while being in their arranged marriage. But how long does the life they thought was best for them last? Stuck together, Veronica and Lawrence must find a way to work together to get past the struggles of their everyday lives from their never ending enemies. Hatred at first but being in the same place where they see all the good and bad sides of each other, how long would they go on before the wave of love hit them? Or would they find a reason to go their separate ways once their different agendas have been fulfilled?

I went on a graduation trip with my boyfriend, Marcus Hale, only to have my shameless roommate, Vanessa Quinn, tag along. On the way to Rybia, our plane was caught in violent turbulence and plunged toward the Egete Ocean. Because of a malfunction, only half the oxygen masks dropped. The spiteful Vanessa snatched the oxygen mask meant for a Rybian socialite, Layla Al-Farouq. Unable to stand by, I shared mine with the woman, saving her life. After the emergency landing, her powerful oil tycoon husband, Khalid Al-Farouq, adopted me as his goddaughter out of gratitude, while throwing the vicious Vanessa into the Kibera Slums. Later, I married Marcus, but on the day we went skydiving, he suddenly unbuckled my parachute and shoved me from ten thousand meters above, leaving me to crash into nothing but broken flesh. "If you hadn’t meddled and saved that old woman, my darling Vivi would still be alive!" Only then did I realize the two of them had been betraying me all along. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the exact moment the plane first took off.

Vera thought she had it all. The fancy life, a loving husband, a place she could proudly call home. But it turned into a nightmare when her husband’s HER returned. She came to her breaking point after her darling husband, Anthony publicly humiliated her, threatening to jail her for confronting his mistress disguised as his business partner. Done with her husband’s excesses, she opted for divorce but Anthony taking advantage of her poor status, threatened her to stay for his benefits. Except that life opened an astounding chapter for Vera when she discovered she’s the lost daughter of the richest family in metropolis. Not only did she become the youngest of the five most powerful men in the city, they doted and swore protection to her. Now wielding so much power, Vera becomes the only link for Anthony to win the billion dollar deal with the Hudson’s which he had longed for. With tables turned, guess who knelt before Vera begging? But what makes this drama more interesting is that decisions don’t solely rest on Vera’s shoulders but Anthony has to confront her overprotective brothers who swore to ruin him for hurting their sister.

“Lay back for me, darling,” he whispered, his warm breath fanning my earlobe, and making me squirm with anticipation. The risk of what we were doing, the fact that anyone could walk into the tent and catch us red handed, made my pussy throb. He trailed his tongue down my belly, stopping above my clit. “Say it, Marguerite. Beg for it. What do you want?” He asked. I gasped as he ran his tongue over my clit, and my body trembled. “You,” I moaned. “Good girl.” He smirked. ”And who’s the best biker?” He questioned. “I am.” I replied, just as his tongue pushed into my pussy, stealing my breath away. *** After stumbling in on her boyfriend having sex with another woman, and sacked from her job, popular biker—Marguerite Kasper—ends up at a club in her quest to vent out her anger. In her brokenhearted haze, she has sex with a hot stranger at the club. She finds out soon enough after a new student joins the biking academy which she attended, that the stranger might be the fuel to her flame, and also her nemesis.

"We can't choose who to fall in love with but we can choose to walk away" …. Fay Roy spent four years devoting herself to Teddy Ward and loving him like crazy, never believed he would cheat on her one day. Not Until, Teddy told her about his first love, Celia. And as if that was not heartbreaking enough, Celia was even pregnant for him and Teddy wanted Fay to take care of Celia, because he believed nobody else could do it better than her making her realize that all this years, she was just a replacement for his true love! Fay divorced Teddy and went back to her wealthy family. Unaware to Teddy that she is the daughter of the wealthiest and most powerful Roy family in Blu city and an heiress. When Fay’s true identity is revealed, Teddy goes on his knees begging her to come back to him. “Darling, let’s get back together. I promise to cherish you this time.” He said. But oops! It already too late. Fay is busy being an heiress to even have time for this scumbag again. With a cold smirk, she spat, “Fuck off. I cannot go back to my vomit.”