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“Reject us,” Kellen commanded. “No.” The word slipped from Daciana's lips. The murmurs in the crowd grew louder, shock spreading like wildfire. The triplets’ eyes widened in disbelief, their confident masks slipping. Kellen’s hands balled into fists, his jaw clenched tight as he glared at her. “What do you mean, no?” Axel’s voice broke through the noise, disbelief clear in his tone. “You’ve always hated us. You don’t want this. Reject us!” “I won't reject you” Daciana stood her ground, she had never had this kind of leverage over them before, For years, they had been in control, tormenting her at every turn. But now… now they were at her mercy. They were begging for rejection? That wasn't going to happen. She would make sure they paid for everything they've done. This mate bond they desperately wanted to break…. will not happen! **** When she didn't get her wolf on her eighteenth birthday, Daciana became an element of mockery in her pack. Everybody hated her and the students at school derived joy in bullying and making her life miserable. Daciana has hated the royal triplets all her life. She wanted nothing to do with them, and they equally hated and made her life hell. She wished to have nothing to do with them, but fate played a quick one on her, and she got mated to all three of them. The triplets, having no power to reject her, asked her to reject them, but Daciana, knowing the leverage she had, refused with the sole aim of making them pay for everything they did to her. But how long will she be able to play this game? Will she win, or will she be pulled into their seductive web now that they didn't want to let her go?

I made the decision to break up with Layla Freeman as I opened my eyes once more. She wanted to take Charles Jones and his son home so she could take care of them, so I would logically leave. I had a lot of arguments with Layla in my former life because of Charles and his son. She paid for Charles’ son’s wedding using the money I had saved for my retirement. Ultimately, the bitter cold killed me in the winter. When Layla found out about that, she was not filled with sadness. Rather, she accused me of dying on her godson’s wedding day. I would leave her and not have anything to do with her in this life.

Gilmore Davis, has never had anything to do with his employees or business partners. He didn't even know their names or their faces. He was that employer that barely relates with people. He only paid attention to important happenings in his business, strictly differentiating business from pleasure. He had never been a fan of office romance either. But, things changed and he suddenly had interest in one of his business partners. Vanessa Amelia Jones, was just a girl that wanted to make ends meet, avoiding trouble, and never wanting to be in the spotlight.They both seemed like opposites. But had a past binding them together. What's this past that is binding a nonchalant man like Gilmore, with his business partner, Vanessa?

Emerald doesn't have money to pay for her mother's operation, while Yukie is making her way to marry another man again even if she's still married. Yukie met Emerald and paid for her mother's bills in the hospital in exchange for borrowing her identity. Borrowing her identity is Yukie's solution to marry another man, tying Emerald to a marriage without her knowing. Emerald still needs money beyond that, so she was forced to do the job she always refused to do. For one night, she sold her body to a billionaire to earn money. That night changed her life, as the man she had sex with didn't let her escape him.

❝I was given specific instructions to have you talk about your sister's murder and gauge your anger. If you do not do this, you will fail and you'll have to go back to the asylum and spend another six years,❞ She explained. 'Is that what you want?'❝You don't give a fuck about what I want, your getting a paycheck anyway.❞ I said, rolling my eyes. I knew what she wanted me to say, it was what they all wanted me to say. Indirectly at least.That I was a loose canon ready to explode. A sadistic, psychotic bitch with no feelings of remorse. A cold-blooded killer...Mrs Jones frowned, adjusting her glasses. ❝You're right, I'm getting paid for this. I have no problem failing you immediately because you're a murderer, a mons...???? ??????? ???? ? ???? ????????? ??????? ?????? ?????? ???????? ???? ?? ?????????? ?? ???? ???? ??? ?????? ????? ???????? ?? ? ??????? ??? ?????? ?????? ?????????? ??? ??????? ??????????, ?????, ??? ????? ?? ?? ?????? ??? ???. ???? ???, ?? ? ???? ????? ?? ????, ???? ??? ??? ? ?????? ??????????? ?? ???? ??? ?????? ???? ???????Warning: contains extreme violence, vulger, and gore.May cause triggers to some readers.

“I’m not a good man. A good man would sacrifice you to save the world. I have no such inclinations.” When one is offered a job that would have them set for life, would they allow a fickle thing such as a moral compass stand in their way? Abigeal Starr, former soldier of the US Army, didn’t think so. It had been surprisingly difficult to get a stable job after leaving the military and she was barely managing to keep her head above the water. She couldn’t even afford the rent on her small flat so she’d had to take in a roommate whose personality frequently clashed with hers. Tired, frustrated and dangerously approaching desperate, she found a job which was almost laughable in its simplicity: assassinate a billionaire. She couldn’t believe how much she was going to be paid for one task, but she quickly discovered that it wasn’t going to be as much of a walk in the park as she had thought. Will she follow through with her task? Or will her conscience get the best of her? Find out more in the story!

What's the color of voice? Does it send you the shiver like morning snow when someone calls your name? Carol Bianca found her groom standing with another woman in the wedding venue she paid to get married to her childhood sweetheart. She wanted to get married to the man who accepted her the way she was. A deaf but the woman he wanted would be his world- His word. But she finds herself standing with a bouquet of Lily and a withering heart. . She couldn't hear what he said. But she knew -- Her love for him was too big to endure this disrespect to her feelings. She left, with her head high until her hands were caged by someone - " Would you mind marrying me?" She looked at the Man, sitting on the wheel chair, breathtakingly handsome. She wants him. She knew it. " I am a deaf. Will you be okay?" she asked, using sign language. " You deserve more than me but I will be glad!" He said, and it was genuine.

One word to describe the famous full-time and a highest paid model "Rachel Villanueva" A perfect definition of BEAUTY WITH BRAINS every man's wanted. Cevon Francisco Bustamante is a successful businessman at his early age. A Childhood best friend and a childhood sweet heart of rachel. Her feelings for him is never been a secret. She always show affection to cevon and even follow him whenever he go. She received millions of rejection and denial from him. She tried to be desperate, desperate enough to flirt and make the stupid decision in life and do the thing that can lead her for being in pain. "I will make you mine Cevon, by hooked or by Crooked." "Even You Denied Me Many Times, I Still Love You Million Times."

Angel Moretti. He was the love of my life. I always knew he was ever since we were kids. We did everything together. His name is Ryder ‘Savage’ Jackson. He was my world, my everything. Until he brutally ripped my heart from my chest three years ago. He tore my heart to shreds when he humiliated me by claiming another woman in his clubhouse, in the same bed we once shared. Savage by name, Savage by nature. He didn’t even give me a chance to tell him the news I had just accused me of cheating. Me, Angel Moretti. Like I would ever do that to him. So I ran, I ran from the pain he caused me. Ran from my family. Not wanting to be seen as the disgrace, but mainly to save him and his MC from annihilation. So I fled with the life we created growing inside of me. But all good things must come to an end. When he walks into my bar three years later. So what do I? Do I run? Or face the man who destroyed me? What could go wrong? Well, everything apparently. Ryder ‘Savage’ Jackson. She was my Angel, my goddess sent to me from heaven and I fucked it up. I claimed someone I shouldn’t have and paid dearly for it. I was a damn fool to believe the lies and bullshit. Missing out on the most precious gift Angel could give me. But I will make it right. Angel Moretti thinks she can get away from me with my kid. She has another thing coming, especially when I claim them both as mine. She will have no choice but to move back home with me. She may be a Mafia Princess, but she is mine!

it turned out he would never respect me for two years of marriage. He kept considering me as a servant even if I had taken care his life for whole days. Eve was his lover. She left Bima, the man marrying me and made a contract with me when I was barely breathe due to my mother to commite suicide. My mother was freaking me out when she kept to hold herself with my father side even if the man continously abused my mother and cheating as well. Anyway, my father's affair was also Eve. Eve was a beauty in every single man's desire. What else could I do if in the end I run my life like my mother did. Yet, one day I found a doctor offering me a contract. That was an opportunity made me think I would divorce Bima. I could do that, definitely divorce him and made Eve paid all pain my mother got this time.