Dexter Doll Spooky Month

After dying suddenly from overwork, I found myself transmigrated into the life of a fake heiress who had been cast out of her wealthy family. While the real heiress reclaimed the life that had once been mine, I decided to leave the drama behind. Armed with my savings, I embraced a carefree lifestyle, swapping boyfriends every three days and living for the moment. Then, two months later, life hit me with a curveball—I discovered I was pregnant. The problem? I had no idea who the father was. With no choice, I approached the three powerful CEOs I had been involved with, each more arrogant and competitive than the last. What followed was a 10-billion-dollar bet by each of the three over who the father might be, with me caught in the middle. "I bet the baby belongs to all three of you," I teased, only for them to roll their eyes and dismiss me as ridiculous. Even so, when I gave birth to triplets, their argument outside the delivery room went viral, sending the internet into a frenzy and turning my life—and theirs—into a spectacle.

He sees her as nothing more than a gold digger. She regards him as a callous brute. She shouldn't fall for him... ____ Isa lang ang pangarap ni Charity de la Vega at iyon ay maiahon ang sarili at ang may-sakit na ama sa hirap. Hindi man nakapagtapos, masipag at determinado naman siya. Kaya nga lang ay kulang iyon para maging matagumpay siya. Hanggang sa dumating ang isang oportunidad sa kaniya... oportunidad na yumaman. Ang kailangan lang gawin ng dalaga ay pakasalan si Ien Carreon: gwapo, mayaman, arogante at walang kasing lamig. Makakaya ba ni Charity na palagpasin ang once in a lifetime opportunity na ito? Pero ano kaya ang sikreto sa kabila ng kanilang pagpapakasal?

"Be my wife for eight months and I will save you from this hell. But if you fall in love with me? I will destroy you." She wasn't sold for a price. She was lost in a bet. A dark deal made in the shadows between a father who sold his own daughter without thinking twice and the man who runs the Blackwood empire. The CEO who doesn't just own money. He owns the city. He owns the law. He owns the men and their fates. She was just a normal designer until she became his wife on paper. A wife to a man who knows no mercy. A man who never loses a deal. A man who refuses to let the woman carrying his name be weak. Eight months. A marriage with no love. Strict rules. Forbidden feelings. But what happens when the deal turns into a deep hunger? What happens when the contract becomes a cage? What happens when she finds out that running away from her father put her in the trap of a man who is a thousand times more dangerous? Her father sold her in a bet. And her only escape was the man who owns the city.

Maya's life turned upside down when a fertility clinic mishap left her pregnant with a stranger's baby. This stranger turned out to be Kelvin Sinclair, the famous billionaire in L.A. Given the pressure his family was putting on him regarding a heir, he was left with no other option than to take Maya in against her will to stop her from terminating the pregnancy despite that they were already engaged and married to their respective lovers. But things were about to go crazy and more disastrous with Maya under his roof and two jealous fiance's on the loose.

To take care of my mother after she fell and injured herself, I turned down a promotion and took a week off work to stay by her side. On the day she was discharged from the hospital, she smiled and handed me a small envelope. “Suzy, you’ve worked hard these past few days. This is just a little something from me. Go treat yourself to something good.” I wiped my hands, a quiet warmth spreading through my chest. When I opened the envelope, I froze for a moment. Inside was $2. Still, I told myself it didn’t matter. The amount wasn’t important. What mattered was the thought behind it. But the very next day, while scrolling through social media, I came across a post from my younger brother, the one who hadn’t shown his face at the hospital even once. Nine photos filled the post, all of them showing off a sprawling luxury mansion. In the center was a photo of the purchase contract. The caption read: “Officially the owner of a $2 million riverfront house. Big thanks to Mom for the support!”

Eight months into my pregnancy, my husband finally makes time from his police duties to go to a prenatal checkup with me for the first time. The moment we step into the hospital, his satellite-encrypted phone buzzes urgently. The caller ID flashes briefly, and just like that, the man who's always calm and collected panics. "Honey, it's a red alert. Another international fugitive just crossed the border. I… I'm sorry…" He's clearly anxious, yet his tone is firm, leaving no room for argument. After apologizing, he rushes off. As I watch his SUV speed out of sight, my fist clenches tightly, crumpling the prenatal checkup sheet. I flag down a cab, slide into the car, and swiftly instruct the driver, "Follow that car. Don't lose it." A Red Notice for a fugitive? What a joke. My father, who works at the National Security Agency, barely catches wind of a notice like that. Yet, somehow, a mere police chief who only assists with cases is suddenly tasked with catching a high-priority criminal. Fine, then. I can't wait to meet the superior who's given him such an urgent assignment.

He took everything. Now she'll take him—for 21 unforgettable nights. Three years ago, billionaire Damien Cross seduced Aria Kane, stole her family's business secrets, and destroyed everything she loved. Her father's company collapsed. Her world shattered. She was left with nothing but rage and a burning need for vengeance. Now, Aria has inherited her grandfather's billion-dollar empire—and she's more powerful than Damien ever imagined. His own company is crumbling, his enemies are circling, and she holds the evidence that could bury him forever. Her offer is simple and sinful: Give her 21 nights. Submit completely to her every demand. Let her strip away his control, his pride, his defenses. Do whatever she commands. In exchange? She'll save his dynasty. Each night pushes new boundaries. Each encounter blurs the line between punishment and pleasure. He's supposed to grovel. She's supposed to feel nothing. But feelings don't follow the rules of revenge. As corporate warfare explodes around them and dangerous enemies emerge from the shadows, Aria and Damien must face an impossible question: Can love survive when it's built on lies, power games, and 21 nights of payback? Some lines should never be crossed. But oh, crossing them feels so good.

Callie Parker’s life is falling apart. Her boyfriend cheated, her best friend betrayed her, and her lousy landlord kicked her out of his apartment. When all is lost, Callie meets Sebastian Voss, a man used to getting everything he wants. But Sebastian Voss doesn’t just want her company. He wants her. Her body. Her soul. Refusing to sell herself, Callie thinks she can walk away, but she’s wrong. Sebastian doesn’t take no for an answer, and the more she resists, the more he’s determined to claim her. In a world where the weak is crushed and dignity is worth nothing, will Callie take her stand and choose herself, or would she fall into Sebastian’s dark world?

At the New Year’s team-building event, the intern, Lilith Woods, did not obtain my approval and changed our suburban trip to a seven-day tour of Baline. “Mr. Lucian Stone, I hear a change of scenery can really spice things up. Don’t lock up tonight. I’ll come by for a deep dive into our collaboration.” She pretended to be drunk and fell into my arms while slipping the room key into my pocket in the process. To avoid suspicion, I did not return to the hotel. However, in the middle of the night, the police called me in for questioning—someone had reported a dine-and-dash. Only then did I realize that the reserved budget of $100,000 for the accommodation had long since been exceeded. Lilith had upgraded their room to a presidential suite, feasted on high-end seafood buffets, and even used company funds to buy luxury handbags! When I showed up at their private room, the interns were still casually taking king crabs and several unopened bottles of the Macallan Whisky with them. “Mr. Stone, you’re just in time. Could you please settle the bill?” Lilith looked utterly righteous as she said this with a grin. “Young people like us make mistakes, while adults help to pay the price. You’re not exactly short on cash, anyway. Just think of it as buying my happiness.” I stared at the $700,000 bill and paid it in silence. The next day, the payment invoices made their grand entrance in the group chat, accompanied by my pinned message. [Upon financial review, this team-building event does not meet reimbursement criteria. All expenses will be shared equally among the seven participants.] [Each person will need to pay $100,000, payable immediately. If payment needs to be deferred, please print the proof and submit it to the President’s Office.]

When I was eight months pregnant, I received an anonymous email. The attachment was a security camera recording. In a dimly lit VIP booth at a bar, my husband — a vampire who had lived for three hundred years — was holding a human woman in his arms, kissing her. At the end of the video, the woman smiled and asked him, "Adrian, do you really love me?" Adrian's voice was low. "Of course." "Even though you're human, I'll make you the happiest vampire bride in the world." He had said those exact words to me ten years ago. In that moment, my hand rested on my belly. The baby kicked once. As if reminding me. It was time to wake up.