Drunk Confession

Khalid is a model and also the co-owner of their modeling company. When he lost the first woman he ever loved due to an unexpected incident, Khalid became a workaholic. On the first anniversary of the death of his first love, Khalid saw a strange woman talking to a drunk woman who had her head in the trash bin. That was the first time that Khalid’s lips broke into a smile. But then, fate is truly unpredictable. Khalid’s parents asked him to do a marriage interview (as they always asked him to do-with different women) with her. WITH HER. Khalid fell in love with her deeply. But, what was fate really want? When things between them finally went smoothly, another problem appeared. What was Khalid supposed to do, then? Is fate playing tricks on him? Well, he’s not gonna let fate win the game. Whatever happens, he will make sure that Alelie ends up with him and he will also make sure that she does not leave his side. No. Never.

Sophia Greystone, the Alpha’s daughter, has lived a life of torment under the cruel hand of her stepmother. Isolated and broken, she dreams of nothing more than escaping and living a normal life,one free from fear and pain. But with her stepmother ensuring she has no allies, even that dream seems impossible. Her only solace is her best friend, Elera, who convinces her to attend the annual Mating Ball, hoping she will find her fated mate.The one person who could finally free her from her misery. But one reckless night changes everything. The night of the annual Mating Ball. Drunk and desperate, Sophia wakes up in the bed of Damon Blackwood, the most powerful Alpha of the Moonshadow Pack and the only Alpha with two wolves. Overwhelmed, she sneaks away before he wakes, returning to her pack in hopes of forgetting her mistake. Damon vows to search every corner of the world to find her. Will Damon finds Sophia? Will Sophia ever going to feel her mate?

On the day of our tenth wedding anniversary, my wife, Cara Dempsey, jumped from ten thousand feet in the air after hearing that her first love's plane had crashed. It was only then that I finally understood the only man she ever truly loved all these years was Luthen Waltz. When we were both sent back in time to relive our teenage years, she wasted no time making a grand, public confession to Luthen, completely cutting ties with me. I just stood there, watching the two of them kiss like they couldn’t bear to be apart, and in that moment, my heart felt nothing. From that day on, we were over, and we lived our separate lives. Ten years later, we crossed paths again at a five-star hotel in Harbor City. She, who had become a celebrity adored by the world, was wearing a gown, laughing in Luthen’s arms. When she saw me wandering through the hotel, searching for someone, she thought I had come looking for her. “George, stop wasting your time! Even in ten years, I will never choose you!” I didn’t respond. Instead, I looked toward the little girl running toward me, calling me Dad, and gave her the warmest smile. Cara’s expression froze. Tears welled in her eyes as she choked out, “You lied to me, didn’t you? You said you hated kids and that you’d only ever love me.”

My stepbrother showed up after my parents' death—and he wanted revenge. Not closure. Not forgiveness. Revenge from me. *** My parents—abusive, reckless and selfish—died in a car crash, leaving me with nothing but unanswered questions and a fortune soaked in secrets. Everyone thought I was their cherished little princess. They didn't know the truth. And neither did he. Asher Grayson—my stepbrother. Cold. Ruthless. A billionaire with the face of sin and the heart of a devil. By day, he's a businessman who breaks empires. By night... he breaks me. He came for vengeance. For things our father had done to him. I didn't even know why... but I was the one getting punished. His hatred for me knew no bounds. He punished me for things I didn't do. Locked me in his mansion. Made me his servant. Tortured me. And then... his touch slowly…turned punishment into pleasure. The lines between hate and desire blurred until I couldn't tell them apart. Soon, I was chained to his bed, moaning his name like a confession—his face buried between my thighs, doing everything I swore I never would with a man who only wanted to destroy me. Whose only goal was to ruin me. To show me the worst. Because in this cruel game of revenge and ruin— He played to break me. And I fell... to love him. My biggest mistake? Falling for my stepbrother—the man who only wanted revenge.

Three years ago, my father marries me off to Evan Blackwell, the CEO of Blackwell Group, for the family's interests. Everyone thinks I'm done for because Evan is known for being ruthless and cruel. Yet, he's nothing but gentle to me, and he never raises his voice at me. He even has my initials, SH, tattooed on his chest. Every year on our anniversary, fireworks bloom across the city right on the dot. They spell out my name and the loving words he dedicates to me. On our third anniversary, the fireworks suddenly replace my name, Selena Holloway, with Serena Harroway. Before I can ask about it, Evan immediately calls his subordinates and tears into them. "What's going on? How could you mess up my wife's name? Do you want to lose your jobs?" I hastily tell him it's fine and that the thought is what truly matters. In the end, he lets them off the hook. However, he pushes me until my legs are shaking and my voice is gone that night. When I wake from the night that leaves my whole body humming, he's already seated at his desk and buried in work. He asks me to grab a folder for him, yet I open the wrong drawer and stumble upon an old photo album. It contains intimate photos of him and a young woman who looks strikingly like me. There's a confession on the back of every single picture. "I miss you so much, Serena."

Aurora Walton once made a bet with her mother—if Joseph Hunt ever fell in love with her, her mother would step aside and let them be together. So, upon learning that Joseph preferred gentle and resilient girls, she disguised herself as a struggling college student to get close to him. But in the end, Joseph crushed her illusions, holding his first love in his arms as he looked at Aurora with disdain. "A gold-digging nobody like you? How could you ever compare to Judy?" Humiliated and heartbroken, Aurora walked away, returning home to claim her rightful place as heiress to a billion-dollar empire. Years later, she returned, draped in a custom-made designer gown worth million, exuding elegance and power. Beside her stood a man whispered to be untouchable, feared, and revered. As she crossed paths with Joseph once more, the tables had turned. This time, it was Joseph who was left in regret. He took to social media with a public confession: "I used to think I loved strong, one-of-a-kind women. But Aurora, meeting you made me realize that love isn’t about rules. You are my exception." That very night, the elusive Lucas Carter broke his silence, releasing a long-cherished photograph. In it, a girl smiled brightly, untamed and full of life. With absolute certainty, he took Aurora’s hand and made his declaration for the world to hear. "Mrs. Carter, there are no exceptions. You've always been the one. And I've been waiting for this moment my whole life."

I died five years ago. Now my husband, the Don of our Mafia family, wants me to take the fall for his sister again—this time for accidentally killing a British noble's heir during an arms deal. He's holding a fake confession letter with my forged signature, storming into my old apartment in the rust district, only to find it empty. Frustrated, he grabs the corner store owner downstairs, demanding to know where I am. The owner pauses, wiping his hands on his apron, calmly tells him: "Serafine? She died five years ago." "Heard it was retaliation from a rival family during the gang war. They ambushed her in an alley... shot her over a dozen times. She died immediately." My husband, Lucien, refuses to believe it. Convinced the owner is on my payroll, hiding me to help me escape his reach. He scoffs, his eyes filled with scorn: "Oh, so what? Because I called her out for messing up that last job, now she's throwing a tantrum?" "You tell her, if she doesn't come back and take the fall in three days, I'll revoke her grandmother's 'special family protection'! Let the old woman rot!" With that, he storms out, his rage still simmering. The owner watches him leave and sighs, shaking his head. "There's no grandmother left to protect... That woman passed away not long after Serafine did... couldn't survive the winter without our family's medical supplies and protection..."

Skylar Miller, a 21 year old daughter of a drug addict, always loved her boyfriend, Ray in her own way despite always being busy. They have been together for four years, and he suddenly dumped her and it was all her boss's fault. Zane Hills, was the most ruthless CEO and the most powerful, influential and richest in the whole country. After schooling abroad most years of his life, he came back four years ago and took Skylar as his secretary ever since. Accidentally having a one night stand with Skylar when drunk, he proposed a fake marriage contract. She would help him keep blind dates his mother was setting up for him away while she could get the life of comfort without stressing about money which she wanted. But he started to realize he was drawn to her despite agreeing to never fall in love with each other. How long would he be able to resist her? And with danger and dark forces lurking around, would they be able to fight for their love?

“It's all in the past now, let's move on…” Charles's eyes softened at her words but hers were nothing but dead cold. “I want to make up for everything…” “Just go!” She cuts in. Charles looked at her one more time as tears trickled down his cheeks. “Is this what you want?” He asked but got no reply. Seeing how deadly serious she was, he turned and left. *** She's just a poor, beautiful orphan, and he's the heir of the most powerful pack, and they're both best of friends. Anne had a crush on Charles since they were still kids but Charles saw her as nothing but a good friend, one every good person should have. Anne lived with her feelings unrequited until Charles came home drunk one night, and both had sex. They both agreed to leave the one-night stand aside and move on with their lives, but what happens when Anne finds out she's pregnant and Charles finds his mate? Would she still be able to move on?

Who would you choose when your left between the two of them? The one which you've been best friends forever and suggests playing lovers to make the other one jealous? Or the bad vampire who is impatient to take his mate from this world? They don't care. They own the world they live in. Ruthless prices in different worlds. For them, nothing is far in love and war. Who's gonna beat the other? What about the girl standing between the two lovers? Which one is she gonna choose? .... " How drunk are you?" He said as his eyes fell to my lips again. " Scale of one to ten? Solid twelve." I don't know when I got so out of breath, but I felt like all the oxygen that was once in my lungs had escaped without me even noticing. " You?" " Thirteen and a half." He responded not taking his eyes off my lips." How much are you going to regret in the morning?" " A lot." " Want to make it more?" " Yes!" I responded not even thinking.