Ex Revenge Stories

Delia Diaz isang accountancy student galing siya sa broken family dahil nahuli ng kanyang ama na may kasamang ibang lalaki ang kanyang nanay. Sa murang edad ay nakagisnan niya ang pananakit ng kanyang ina at ng mga nagiging asawa nito pinahinto siya ng pagaaral pero naisipan niyang patagong magaral sa isang universidad na pagmamay ari ng pamilya ni Matthew Jumaquio. Matthew Jumaquio ang kinakatakutan sa loob ng universidad at hinahangaan ng madaming babae. lahat ng gusto niya nakukuha niya sa isang pitik walang kahirap hirap. Unang pagkikita nila ay pinagtripan na ni matthew si delia pinabully niya ito sa mga studyante sa universidad lalo ng nalaman ni matthew na sakop ng dad niya yung schoolarship si delia. gusto ni matthew na matanggakl si delia sa universidad pero hindi ito sumuko hinayaan nalang siya bullyhin nito araw araw. Isang araw nagkaroon ng pustahan ang magkakaibigan ni matthew na paglaruan ang dalaga sa loob ng tatlong buwan ay dapat ibigay nito ang kinakaingatan ng dalaga. kampante ang binata dahil alam niya na makukuha niya agad si delia at hindi siya nagkamali dahil nakuha niya ito bago matapos ang araw na binagay sa kanya ng mga kaibigan niya. Nalaman ni delia ang totoo na pinagpustahan lang siya nila matthew nangako siya na hindi na siya magpapakita sa mga ito at babalikan niya ang mga ito ang maghihiganti rin. "I am the sun and you are the moon." "I always thought we were destined for each other." "But i remember the moon was mean to be with the stars."

This is a Collection of Erotic Fantasies, Sex Scenes, Strong Language, and mature themes. Read at your own risk or pleasure. Explicit 18+ Content | Reader Discretion Strongly Advised.

Yang Anggun tahu hanyalah, kedua orang tuanya meninggal dalam sebuah kecelakaan lalu lintas tragis. Keadaan memaksanya untuk meninggalkan rumah mewah dan segala fasilitas yang dulu dianggap biasa. Namun, Anggun mulai menyadari bahwa kematian orang tuanya menyimpan misteri yang lebih dalam. Sembari mencoba membangun kembali hidupnya, Anggun juga mencari tahu tentang kejanggalan yang pernah ada. Ia nekat mencari tahu kebenaran di balik tragedi yang menghancurkan hidupnya dan sedikit demi sedikit menemukan titik terang. Saat semua terkuak, akhirnya tujuannya hanyalah satu, yakni membalas semua dendam dan mengambil kembali semua yang telah dirampas darinya.

Farizka Anastasia, guru baru Matematika di SMA Pelita harus melewati perundungan para seniornya. Namun siapa sangka, hal-hal ajaib yang tak masuk akal justru kerap membantunya. Bersama Angga, sang guru Olahraga, benih-benih cinta diantara mereka merekah dengan cepat. Angga selalu ada untuk Farizka. Satu per satu keanehan menggelitik penasaran Farizka. Mau tak mau, ia ikut terseret ke dalam kisah kelas Monic. Siswi yang kerap menemaninya lembur malam-malam di sekolah. Siapa Monic? Apa yang terjadi di masa lalunya. Mengapa Monic minta tolong kepada Farizka? Berbagai pertanyaan membelenggu hari-hari Farizka. Lalu apa hubungan masa lalu Monic dengan Milna, Eka, dan Rahma? Farizka bersama Angga tak tinggal diam. Misteri kematian Monic harus terpecahkan. Mengatur strategi, duo sejoli itu siap menyibak tabir misteri. Membawa mereka ke masa lalu yang kelam. Tak hanya itu perjalanan lintas dimensi juga harus mereka lalui.

“Spread your legs wider. Let me see how wet you are for someone you’re supposed to hate.” One hundred nights. One hundred different men who know exactly how to ruin you. This isn’t romance. This isn’t love. This is the kind of filthy, depraved shit you think about when you’re alone with your hand between your legs and nobody’s watching. Stepbrothers who corner you in the shower. Priests who bend you over the altar. Mafia dons who take what they want and leave you begging for more. The coach who swore he’d never touch you - until he did. Every forbidden scenario you’ve ever fantasized about, raw and unapologetic. No soft touches. No gentle whispers. Just rough hands, dirty words, and the kind of orgasms that leave you shaking. Fair warning: This collection doesn’t hold back. Choking. Spanking. Public degradation. Forced orgasms. Breeding kinks. If you need your erotica sweet and romantic, this isn’t it. But if you want to be fucked six ways from Sunday by men who don’t ask permission - they take it… Pick a night. Any night. You won’t be the same when it’s over.

When Jane Blackwood’s world collapsed at a young age —her father arrested, her mother dead, her inheritance stolen—she vanished. The world believed she died, but in Paris, she was forged into someone new: Kate Vance, a brilliant, cold strategist created for a single purpose—to destroy Michael Curry, the man she believes orchestrated her family’s downfall. Five years later she returns, unrecognizable, lethal, and ready to infiltrate Michael’s empire. But the man she has sworn to ruin is not the monster in her memories. He is magnetic, controlled, dangerous, and inexplicably gentle with her. The closer she gets, the more the lies unravel. When she breaks into his hidden safe, everything she knows shatters. Her father’s confession. Michael’s sacrifice. Proof he spent years silently protecting her. Her revenge collapses—her identity fractures. And the only man who can save her is the same man she came to destroy. Together, they face the real enemy who framed her father and hunted her in the shadows. But love born from ruin is dangerous—and their truth may cost them everything.

Mature content. Bijak dalam membaca. Kiana adalah wanita gila. Itulah kalimat yang melekat padanya saat orang yang dicintainya, memasukkan dia ke dalam rumah sakit jiwa, namun semua itu tidak akan terjadi jika bukan karena kesalahannya sendiri. Membunuh, dan merencanakan pembunuhan. Harusnya, tempatnya adalah penjara, tapi mereka malah memasukkannya ke dalam rumah sakit jiwa. Kiana memang depresi dan dia sedikit nekat, tapi rumah sakit jiwa bukanlah tempatnya. Akalnya masih sedikit waras, namun sebuah vonis menyatakan kalau dia gila. Ditambah, kehadiran seorang psikiater bernama Rafael, membuat Kiana seperti dipaksa menjadi orang gila sungguhan. Sampai semua hal itu membuatnya menyadari, kalau dia berada dalam permainan Rafael. Psikiater yang menahannya dalam penjara tak terlihat. Kiana berusah menjauh dari Rafael dan memulai hidup barunya bersama Andrew. Satu-satunya orang yang selalu mencintai dan menjenguknya di sana. Tetapi, Rafael sama sekali tidak berniat dan tidak mau melepaskannya. Ada suatu alasan kuat tentang mengapa Rafael melakukan semua ini. Bisakah Kiana pergi dan hidup bersama Andrew? Melakukan penebusan dosa atas apa yang pernah dilakukannya di masa lalu? Atau justru, dia harus membayar dosa lain yang tidak diketahuinya dengan berada di sisi Rafael?

"What... What are these?" Selene stammered, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Divorce papers?" She looked up at Maximus, searching his face for some sign of a joke, a mistake - anything to tell her this wasn’t real. His eyes flickered with a brief moment of hesitation before hardening into a steely gaze. "If Jess hadn’t disappeared, we never would have gotten married” he drawled before delivering the final blow. “Well, Jess is back now.” She couldn’t breathe. Despite her best efforts over their three years of marriage, Maximus had never acknowledged her nor loved her the way he loved Jess. **** She signed the papers, and left his life for good, taking the babies growing in her womb with her. A few years later, She became a top medical doctor and did everything possible to stay away from Maximus. However, on her twins’ fifth birthday, they came running to her, giggling: "Mummy, we found our billionaire daddy!" She looked up and saw Maximus standing in front of her, clearly expecting her to run into his arms. Instead, She chuckled. His eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets when she responded with a deadpan expression, "No, babies, your Father is dead."

“Mummy, Is the President our daddy?” Layla asked curiously, head tilted sideways. Her brothers listened in attentively, obviously wanting a response. I forced out a chuckle as I crouched low before her to cup her soft cheeks. “Honey, the president isn’t your daddy. The President is a very wicked person.” “But, we met him today and he was very polite. He even complimented my hair.” Layla continued earnestly and my heart hammered against my chest violently “Cupcakes, whenever you run into the President; stay away from him because he’s very cruel, okay?” The triplets’ eyes were wide as they hastily nodded their heads, and I pulled them into a long hug. They had no idea the President had once wanted them dead without second thoughts. I’ve sworn to protect them with my life since I had them. No one’s going to take them away from me. Not even their vile father, the President! ~~~ Zendaya Montclair unwillingly got into a contract marriage with the President and suffered a great deal in the marriage– from having to break up with her high school sweetheart because of the marriage, to depression, to public humiliation– to her ex-boyfriend whom she was still in love with, getting married to her supposed best friend. Zendaya was heartbroken. She got drunk that night and spent it in her husband’s bed, which instantly led to an accidental pregnancy. The President wanted her to get rid of the pregnancy because he never saw her as a mother of his future children and only a wife of convenience. That was the last straw. Zendaya left everything behind and fled, promising herself to come back for revenge on every single person who had wronged her. Including the President, she was going to make him pay!

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