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After being enslaved for fourteen months, she was chosen as the Prince's personal slave. Of course she's heard about him. The cold hearted prince the entire kingdom wouldn't stop gossiping about. Then, her fairytale world is crumbled to dust. All hope of freedom gone as hate flashes from all corners, together with pain and distress. How would she survive? Will there be a little glint of hope for her? Or maybe her hope is..... Encouragement is all need dear readers. I'm sure you can all give that. Join me in this exciting long ride. Thank y'all.

"Fuck.." I moan as my feverish skin makes me dizzy with lust. [Yes.] "Evet, Mila. You make me want to ravage you when I should be disgusted by the thought of even touching you." He mutters. "But I'm not. Instead, everything about you makes me mad with desire and I can not control it. God's, I tried to but I don't want to anymore." He removes his hand from the wall, wrapping his fingers around my jaw and he forces me to stare up at him. "You've already had a taste of me and one taste is all you get." I swallow loudly, throwing his words back at him. >>> When it comes to my prince charming, my life has been anything but a fairytale. The Esposito family robbed me of all I held dear to my heart. From the depths of my dignity to the depths of my son. I was living in continual terror; my body, as well as my trust and beliefs, were being exploited. Until one fateful day, I gained the strength to flee, dashing into an Irish bar and meeting a Turkish man. I stayed with him for the night before being compelled to return to the house of terrors. After being thrown down a flight of stairs 37 weeks later, I gave birth to my son. I knew who the father was the moment my son's gaze met mine, but I opted to keep it to myself. However, destiny had other plans for me, and I begged my son's biological father for protection as I fled the Italian mafia. We will work together to rescue our son and demolish their network, all while finding love along the way. My name is Mila Starkk, and this is my Screwed Up Love Story.

Welcome to Wonderland dear readers! Allow me to introduce to you the wonderful, awe-inspiring, suspenseful, and even horrifying "otherworld" where the paranormal is normal and the supernatural is just natural. Feel free to spend time with me, The "Diwata", as I tell you tales that surprise, thrill or even scare you.You can choose whatever story you want to read. You don't need to do it one after the other. Here at the Spa, you're free to read whatever you want. However, not all of my stories are real.Hopefully, the ones that terrify you the most aren't true.Hopefully... ---------- Check out my interview with GoodNovel here: https://tinyurl.com/y23rvs6n

For her, to survive the life of a Marketing student, she needs to be creative and must possess good judgement. Yna Javier, a simple kind of woman who is ambitious to pursue her goal to finish her study. She was with the only person who inspired her the most, no other than but her dear loving mother. But suddenly, her mother got ill, and it worsened. And due to lack of money, she grabbed the offer of her friend Eliza, to pretend to be Farrah Mondragon. Five million pesos for her mother's life and for the new face she has to oblige to pretend to. Could she be completely playing the role of Farrah Mondragon as Zeus Mondragon's fake wife?

At Smith family mansion, Camille and her mother Dorca were enjoying their expensive wine as they laughed heartily, it had been easy getting rid of that pest from their lives. " Mother you should have at least accompanied dad to her daughter's wedding," Camille said as she broke into laughter. " Oh dear, you know that I can't allow myself to get embarrassed in front of everyone, I can't have myself associated with Samantha marrying that old fool, it would be a disgrace to our family," Dorca replied sipping her wine ceremoniously. " Why were you at my wedding?" Eliot asked, the question Samantha had dreaded the most.

Gretel, er, I mean, Gabriella Salazar finds temptation and desperation to be too great and breaks into a wicked witch’s—uh, that is—a pretentious, rich woman’s condo, only to discover she’s not the only one with a B & E fetish. The twist is that the mysterious, handsome Hansel to her Gretel who has also stolen into the same apartment is anything but brotherly, and the two strangers find themselves lip-locked before the evening is over. Now Gabby and her new, aggravating accomplice must get crafty and work together to free themselves and everyone they hold dear from a mad woman’s clutches.But breaking and entering never ends with a happily ever after. Right?

Wealthy art dealer Damien Kennedy has successfully avoided two things: returning to the hometown that haunts him and taking a wife. Now thanks to his controlling grandfather’s machinations, he’s reluctantly ended up doing both. But Regina Duquesne quickly proves she’s no mere platonic bride of convenience. The only way she can make this marriage outlive their one-year agreement is if she can make her sexy husband open his heart and forget the demons of the past... before it’s too late. Because there’s an enemy on the horizon, threatening to take away all they hold dear, including their newfound passion.

"Eva Dolce. I refuse to accept you in my company for any position at all. Be it the barest position of a cleaner." His minty breath fanned my face as he spoke. And that was how it started. °•° Eva was rejected For that cause, she didn't want anything to do with Jordan Cashmere - her new archenemy. What happens when she's entrusted with something dear to his life then. Especially when it was his most functional organ - His cock. Would she use it to her advantage or would she take revenge? But first of all, how did she even get in possession of his cock?

"You thought you could escape me. That's so f*cking adorable, bunny." - DK ••• To him, she's merely a pawn and possession he acquired through marriage to ascend the brutal hierarchy of the mafioso. And to her, he embodies the fear she holds for her dear life. First, snatched away like a toy second, chained by a coerced marriage and the end? She does not know. Her life bears no worth beyond being a puppet wife to this ruthless beast. ➺ An innocent girl who knows the world only through her books ~ ➺ A sadist man who is obsessed only with his power and dominion ~ ▪⬞▪ ❛ 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 ❜ ▪⬞▪ "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦" ▪⬞▪ Dark Romance with Toxicity and Triggering Contents.

“Do you mean you are a virgin?” “Yes,” “Yes what?” “I.am.a.virgin.” I said holding a tendril of my hair shyly. “One week.” “For?” “I give you one week to come to terms with all these. After one week, I won’t be able to keep my hands off you, dear wife.” *** Trapped in a royal betrothal, Zara hates Zack. Zack loathes Zara. Thus, they won't consummate the marriage or follow any sort of tradition. To punish them, the Queen sends them on a journey to Island Formentera. However, a shipwreck leaves them stranded— stuck with each other. Will they go home and face the enemies of the royal household together? Or be swallowed by each other's pride?