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Das Unternehmen von Anna Krügers Vater stand kurz vor dem Bankrott. Daher verheiratete ihre Stiefmutter sie mit einem einflussreichen Mann – Felix Bauer. Das Problem: er lag im Koma. Alle warteten darauf, dass sie Witwe wurde und die Bauers sie vor die Tür setzten. Doch schon bald erwachte Felix unerwartet aus dem Koma. Nach seinem Erwachen war er voller Wut über die Zwangsehe, düster und gewalttätig: „Anna, selbst wenn du mein Kind erwartest, werde ich es mit meinen eigenen Händen töten!“ Vier Jahre später kehrte Anna mit ihren hochbegabten Zwillingen – einem Jungen und einem Mädchen, ins Land zurück. Sie zeigte auf Felix' Gesicht in einer Wirtschaftssendung und warnte ihre Kinder: „Haltet euch von diesem Mann fern. Er hat geschworen, euch beide umzubringen.“ Noch am selben Abend hackte sich einer der Zwillinge in Felix' Computer und hinterließ eine Kampfansage: „Du Mistkerl, komm und krieg mich doch, wenn du dich traust!“

Kilala bilang isa sa pinakasikat na Modelo si Averi Gonzales sa maraming panig ng mundo. At umuwi sya ng Pilipinas para magbakasyon, lumayo saglit sa stress sa trabaho. Maayos na sana ang lahat at tahimik ang pagbabakasyon nya pero nasira ito nang may mabasang artikulo sa Newspaper na nakakasira sa kanyang imahe bilang Modelo. Kaya walang pagdadalawang isip nyang pinuntahan ang Newspaper Company at sinugod ang CEO nito na si Color Benitez. Will they survive a love and hate relationship? Is Averi going to give up especially hee modelling career for a woman like Color? Will she regret it after? Is Color will change and become a good person for Aver?

The cold seawater engulfs me, its relentless pull dragging me into the abyss. I kick desperately, my lungs burning, but the surface drifts farther and farther away. "Save me, Kane… save our child…" Pain lances through my body as I clutch my stomach, shielding the fragile life within me. The child I never thought I'd have, the child who was supposed to be our blessing. Through the watery haze, I see Kane Porter standing on the jagged cliffs above the shore. His tall, commanding figure is framed by the moonlight, his golden eyes burning with hatred. The alpha of the Nightfall Pack, the man who once whispered my name with reverence, now looks at me like I'm filth beneath his feet. His voice cuts through the roaring waves, sharp and merciless. "Don't think I don't know what you've done, Selene." The currents tug me deeper. My strength wanes, but his words stab deeper than the water ever could. "You drugged me with a philter, hoping to make me mark you—hoping to force your way into the position of my Luna. Because of your selfishness, Arya is gone. You destroyed her mind, pushed her into madness!" A shadow of despair twists across his face, but it vanishes beneath pure fury. "She fell from that cliff because of you." I shake my head, but I can’t speak. The sea is swallowing my voice. "Do you know what it’s like to wake up every day in torment? To live knowing the woman I loved died because of you?" His eyes glint like a wolf ready to tear out his prey's throat. "I want you to feel every ounce of that pain. I want you and your cursed child to die with her." The waves crash above me, and darkness claws at the edges of my vision. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day Kane's philter takes effect. He approaches me, his face flushed and his breathing rapid. He's already undone his buttons. "Hang on, Kane. Arya will be here soon!" I back away and open the door behind me. Then, I run off.

Naomi Green spent a hundred million dollars hiring an older man, Jack Hough, to fake a marriage, not knowing that he was Gin City's most influential person! After getting married, Jack doted on her as if she was his precious, pure, and kind little Buttercup, regardless of whatever she did!Beating someone up so badly they ended up in the hospital? Great job! Spending a fortune on acquiring a trashy company? Way to go! No matter how despicable Naomi's reputation was, Jack spoiled her through and through! Everyone thought that Jack was nuts for marrying her. No one knew of Naomi's multiple secret identities: genius hacker, brilliant doctor, supermodel, and exceptional gamer! Naomi was hellbent on revenge and she would stop at nothing!

“Agatha.”“I’m not Agatha.”“Where’s the baby?”“There’s no baby.”“You aborted the baby?! How could you?!”“I’m not Agatha, and there’s no baby.”“Agatha…”Violet Wickham knew very clearly that she did not have amnesia, but for some reason, this man just kept thinking that she was Agatha River post-plastic surgery. He somehow even proved that they were once in a relationship. Violet fought back, but she was never able to escape from Lucius Davis’s control. She became his Agatha and had to accept the love meant for the beloved woman he had punished but lost. As time passed, she slowly forgot that she was Violet Wickham and loved Lucius with her heart and soul. But one day, he suddenly said, “I just got news. You’re not Agatha. You can leave whenever you want now.”

My lips...p**sy lips... were reluctant to spread open because of the slick smeared between them. He placed two of his big hands on my arched knees and separated them. My thighs jiggled and I moaned. His c**k was so fat. I could feel the mighty weight when he dropped it on my c*nt. And just when he was about to slide his tip inside me, I held his c*ck and he looked at me, wondering why I was stopping him all of a sudden. Then I said, "Not yet. We'll go after whoever's reading this starts reading the book,"

A doomsday blizzard hit just before Christmas. The zombie virus exploded. Our fortress was a top-tier ski resort. Now, it was about to fall. My husband, Ethan, was a former Navy SEAL. Our head of security. He swore his defense system was foolproof. The blizzard knocked out the power. But he’d sent all the backup generator fuel to the summit. Just to light up a Christmas tree for Chloe. He even had a few guards up there with them, throwing a party. In my last life, I fought him. I herded everyone into the last bunker. But Chloe whined. A crowded Christmas was boring, she said. She stormed out of the safe room and ran right into the jaws of the horde. Ethan carved a path through the horde to secure the walls. Then he sat in silence, cradling Chloe’s bones. He pretended he wanted to start over with me. He let me get pregnant with his child. The day I gave birth, he knocked me unconscious and dumped me into a nearby zombie nest. He always rescued me just before I died. He’d inject me with a serum that kept me from turning. Nineteen times, he threw me to the zombies. I died in agony as they tore the flesh from my bones. "If you hadn't sabotaged my defenses," he’d hissed, "if you hadn't crashed our party and led the horde right to us, Chloe would still be alive!" I opened my eyes. I was back. Christmas Eve.

Grace Conner's life was a tapestry of tragedy. After losing her mother too soon, she became a prisoner in her own home, tormented by a cruel stepmother, ignored by her own father and a stepbrother who shattered her innocence. Everyone turned a blind eye to her torment, and ignored her cries for help, leaving her to endure years of abuse. When her stepbrother returned from abroad and tried to take what she refused to give, Grace did the unthinkable- she ran. Her desperate escape led her on the wedding aisle to marry a man, the world feared. Ruthless, powerful and unyielding, he was everything she should have avoided. The man provided her warmth, protection and a love so fierce, it shattered the chains of her past. He was ready to burn the world for her and he did.

"Be mine to own and I'll make your Ex Husband wish he never crossed you....You have four minutes to decide what you want, Little Peach!" ☆☆☆☆☆☆ Olive Anderson's life was shattered when her husband betrayed and divorced her on her hospital bed. The same day, her mother's illness worsened, and the hospital demanded a hefty sum. Desperate, Olive turned to her uncle for help, only to be coerced into sleeping with an investor. Left with no choice but to sleep with the investor to get the money to pay for the medical expenses. There was a mix up and she ended up in the bed of a drunk CEO, that single night marked the beginning of her unending misery and as well fortune. The stranger she slept with turned out to be her cousin's arranged- soon-to-be husband. And when he met her again, he wanted her! He would possess her! He won't let her go! Logan Smith-The Ambitious Tycoon from a prestigious family whose only motive was to get an arranged wife to clear his reputation and stop the rumor of him being Gay, found Olive as a suitable bride because of his Rare Physical contact disorder. He can't be touched by a woman. Therefore, He would do anything to get Olive Anderson who was the first woman to touch him without his illness flaring up. Olive is trapped between her desires as Logan proposes a deal: financial support and revenge on Olive's ex-husband in exchange for her belonging to him. Olive is torn between her thirst for vengeance and the scheming CEO's possessive grasp. She found herself exposed to a world she never bargained for and she was thrust into a world filled with self-discovery-challenging everything she thought she knew about herself.

Five years ago, Amy Green’s fiance and step sister set her up, so she ended up sleeping with a stranger. As a result, her mother took her own life. Her father also disowned her because he saw her as an embarrassment.Five years later, Amy returned with a pair of twins. Equipped with incredible medical skills, the upper class worshipped the ground at her feet. The prominent CEO of a powerful company said, “My grandson is young, talented, and handsome. He’s a good match for you. I hope that you’ll be willing to marry him.”However, one admirer said, “Miss Amy, I’ve loved you for a long time. Please give me a chance to become your children’s father! I’ll treat them like my own!”Another admirer then said, “Miss Amy is mine! Don’t you dare fight for her hand!”The heir of the Lewis family, Aiden Lewis, eventually announced, “Miss Amy is my wife, and her twins are both mine. If anyone has a death wish, you’re welcome to fight me for all of them!”