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“Sign it, your work is done here,” Diego flung a divorce paper at his wife’s face, Camilla eyes filled with tears. “What…” lost of words, she couldn’t believe 4years of marriage is going to waste just like that. “Just sign the damn papers!” He yelled and out of fear, Camille took the paper and sign on them. Diego took the paper with a scoff and was walking out when he stopped and looked at her, “That thing you called pregnancy that’s in you, get rid of it and leave my house,” With that he walked out. Camille packed her bags ready to leave when three luxurious cars stopped at her front, “What’s happening?” Two huge men came out of one, “We are asked to come get you by your father Leonard Guevara,” Wait, Camille blinked at the name they just called. Guevara? The multi-billionaire?! Why is he suddenly my father???

I've invested in my cousin, Jack Glenwood's farm. His net profit is more than four million dollars per year. On the day I'm supposed to receive my bonus, Jack tears the contract stating that I get a 55% profit share right in front of my family. After that, he transfers 40 thousand dollars to me. He even has the audacity to pat me on the shoulder with a smile on his face. "Noah, you never did anything throughout the year. Since I'm giving you 40 thousand dollars, that means I'm treating you well, right?" I just smile as I look at Jack's greedy and despicable expression. Then, I accept the 40 thousand dollars without saying anything. The next day, I cut off the secret formula to the farm's feed and travel overseas to carry out a new round of investments. This time, I want to see how Jack will fare without my secret formula.

After clawing my way to the top and driving out the first wife, I lived by one rule only. Whoever paid was king. So I became Jesse Fleming's perfect trophy wife. He liked innocent, delicate girls, so I looked at him with wide, clear eyes. He hated materialistic women, so I wore faded dresses and told him love could conquer anything. Then he fell for a wild, redheaded girl from the streets. "You can't give me what Gina does. Let's break up." He slid a bank card across the table. "Sarah, sign the papers, and the 50 million is yours. You don't want to walk away with nothing, do you?" I looked down at the agreement, clenching my fists. Then a live chat popped up. 'Just sign it already. He's got HIV. You'll die if you stay with him!' I was about to sign the papers, but froze and tore the papers into pieces the next second.

Sophie is a culinary prodigy pulled five centuries back in time by the blood-stained journal of Alpha Alaric. She wakes trapped in the net of the most feared tyrant Alpha King who views her not as a woman, but as a vengeful spirit sent by the moon goddess to destroy him for defying a sacred ritual. Alaric is ready to spill her blood until a single taste of her cooking, the exact flavor of his late mother’s recipe shatters his resolve. Spared from death, Sophie must sate the Alpha’s fury with a deadly ultimatum: cook a new masterpiece every day, or face execution. As she navigates the ancient court, she realizes the tragedy she’s entered, history says Alaric dies in a civil war triggered by his quest for vengeance. Will she find the journal that changed her life and return home, or will she sacrifice her future to save a King whose death is already written in blood?

What will you do on the day of the End? Will you take time to do a particular thing? Will you travel the world? Or you will just sit back and wait for it to happen? There are many possibilities for a person to choose; But for us… There is only one choice to go, that is to play an augmented reality game. This is the story of Azriel Iliac, the notable weakest amongst the challengers. In the world where doomsday is already a forgone conclusion, and demons, monsters and mythical creatures already infested the surface, people had been given a second chance through Evangelion: a massive multiplayer role-playing augmented reality game that had emerged randomly in the net a year ago. For some particular reason, the players of Evangelion, most known as Challengers, have displayed enough power to fight back against the irregularities of the ending world. The game has only one goal: to survive the trials of God, and prove themselves as the victor who will lead humanity to its final conclusion, the Judgement Day. The only question is who shall it be?

In my previous life, after my parents divorced, my younger sister Fiona went with my father, Michael, who had a yearly salary of a hundred thousand dollars. Meanwhile, I left with my mother, Jessica, with nothing but the clothes on our backs. However, my father was fired by his company after that. He went bankrupt in an instant and lived in poverty. Meanwhile, my mother started her own business from nothing and ended up being one of the richest in Arman City with a net worth of over a hundred million dollars. Fiona was jealous of me and stabbed me to death the day I was to inherit Jessica's company. When I opened my eyes, I had returned to the day my parents divorced. When I saw Fiona wanting to live with Jessica no matter what, I knew that she had regressed as well. That was fine, though. I never wanted to experience that kind of lowly existence a second time.

My husband, Harry Forger, who couldn’t have kids, got a college girl pregnant. He was thrilled and planned to keep it a secret until the baby was born, but I caught him red-handed at the hospital. I completely lost it and demanded to know how he could betray me after all I had done to land 10-billion-dollar deals for him. He just handed me divorce papers and said coldly, “You can’t give me a child, but Claire is already pregnant and needs someone to take care of her. I’m going to marry her and give her a real family. “Sign the papers. If we end things peacefully, you can still have a spot in the company.” I refused, and that’s when his revenge started. He had me thrown in prison and froze all my assets. In the end, he even tied my parents, who both had heart problems, to a drop tower ride. “Sign the divorce papers, and I’ll let them go. If you don’t sign, then watch them die up there.”

Lisa Peterson opted out of her marriage when her husband's mistress; Marie Tanner claimed that her husband; Alexander Peterson, was responsible for her pregnancy.  She got the divorce papers but her husband refused to sign them. That cold night when her husband refused to sign the divorce papers, she was pushed out of her limit. She walked out on him and she was preyed upon.  It was the very first step that brought different people together to determine their fates. What happens when the fates of two friends are intertwined with a fraudster? Find out in this interesting novel.

The master's addiction (His puppet ) Olivia mariposa is a Young girl that works as a waitress in one of the most popular restaurants in Mexico. She is feisty, beautiful and down to earth, she is a crazy and sassy lady. No one dares mess up with her, she doesn't give a fuck about anyone. She respects only those that Respect themselves, she lives with her stepmom and step-sister. Find out what happens when a great Mafia lord picks interest in her. She was speechless when he asked her to be his sex puppet. He is ready to destroy her family's life if, she doesn't accept his offer. Now she is a butterfly stuck on his net unable and unwilling to leave, she is his. A dark soul, damaged by his pa an angel forced to be his Mistress can anything go right? The Would they ever be able to fall in love? Will she be able to see past his darkness? Will he be able to protect her, when danger comes knocking?

“Who the hell typed this contract, Liam? I see typos.” “What typos? I wrote every damn word myself.” “Then you must’ve been typing while Evelyn was suck–” “Shut the fvck up, Olivia! Just sign it, or forget about ever seeing my babies again.” “They’re my babies too, you asshole! Would you sign if some psycho shoved this shitty contract in your face?” “Then don’t sign. Your loss. Get the fvck out of my office. Call me only after you sign, or you’ll regret it.” --- I thought giving birth would be the happiest day of my life. Instead, it became the day my whole world shattered. While I was still weak and bleeding in that hospital bed, my husband walked in… not with flowers, not with comfort, but with a hard blow to my stitches. That devil set a trap far worse than our marriage itself. And no matter how much I hated him… a part of me still burned whenever he touched me. Was this love, madness, or the devil’s contract I could never escape?