Freely Novels & Stories

"My husband walks about freely, lavishing my fortune, with his mistress by his side, while I am condemned to spend the rest of my life in an island prison for his death. If this is my fate, I will fight it until my last breath."~~~ MARIANNE Betrayed by the ones she trusted most, Marianne finds herself convicted for a crime she did not commit. In a desperate attempt to change her new reality, she ends up at the brink of death but gets a second chance in Troy; An unusually sexy billionaire willing to place the world at her feet. Marianne swears she is done with men and love, and her life's goal is revenge against those who wronged her. But why does her heart race uncontrollably at the sound of his voice? ***His hands reached out, framing my face, his fingers tracing the outline of my lips as if committing them to memory. His touch moved lower, his thumbs grazing the sensitive peaks of my nipples. The sensation sent a wave of pleasure rippling through me, making it impossible to think. I closed my eyes as his lips found the crook of my neck, kissing and biting lightly, leaving me breathless and trembling. "Troy," I panted, my eyes flying open as I took a step back, trying to create distance between us. But he followed me, closing the gap I had made. His voice was low, a whisper that seemed to reach into my soul. "Do I scare you?" I nodded, my eyes unable to meet his, looking anywhere but at him. His brows furrowed as he gently lifted my chin, forcing me to face him. "Why, Anne?" I swallowed hard, trying to find the words. "Because... you make me feel things I've never felt before."***

Isang gabi, nahuli ni Shuvee ang asawang si Azrael sa banyo habang binabanggit ang pangalan ng ibang babae. Sa loob ng five years of marriage, ngayon lang luminaw ang lahat na hindi siya ang mahal nito. "Shuvee, Scarlett is pitiful coming back alone. I'm just helping her as a friend," paliwanag ni Azrael habang nag-eempake para sa kabilang kwarto. "I understand," tipid na sagot ni Shuvee. Maging ang birthday ni Scarlett sa isang private island ay pinuntahan nito. "I promised her, Shuvee. I'm just fulfilling a promise," giit ni Azrael. "Okay," sagot niya muli. Kahit nang sabihin nitong mas "suitable" si Scarlett bilang assistant sa isang banquet kaysa sa kanya, tumango lang siya. "Okay, go ahead." Nang tuluyan nang tumigil si Shuvee sa pag-iyak at paggawa ng eksena, naguluhan si Azrael. "Shuvee, why aren't you angry anymore?" tanong nito. Hindi na siya galit dahil tapos na siya. Secretly, she studied English, passed the IELTS, and secured her student visa. Noong araw na lumabas ang approval, nilapag niya ang divorce papers. "Don't be ridiculous. How will you survive without me?" Azrael sneered. She didn't answer. She flew to Europe and vanished. Months later, a video went viral where Shuvee, in a stunning red dress, dancing freely under a foreign sky. Nanggigil si Azrael habang pinapanood ang ex-wife. "Shuvee, I will bring you back even if I have to go to the ends of the earth!"

"Are you that heartless? Why would you want to destroy my brother's life for your selfish purposes?" Violet asked, tears flowing freely on her cheek. "Heartless? I can say that about you too! I have to watch my son deteriorate because he thinks you are his mother! Do you think I want to marry you in the first place?" He mocked, in anger. " That doesn't justify the fact that you are forcing me to get married to you! I will not! And I will get my brother out of prison with or without your help! I think I made a big mistake coming here in the first place" Violet's world came tumbling over when she was forcefully offered a marriage contract in exchange for her brother's life. Having saved the life of the little grand heir of the Clarksville's family, she was stuck in their world by the ruthless heir, Jason Clarksville. It wasn't her fault that his son was thinking she was his mother! But that wasn't what Jason thought as he was hellbent on giving his son what he needed. And for that she needed to get married to him. How could she get married to the grandson of her family's enemy? That would be over her dead body. But what would happen when her only brother was stuck in-between the plots? Will she agree or will she stick to her decision even if it might cost her brother's life? She had no choice but to agree as she had to save her brother. What would happen when the once detested marriage began to bloom into an orchid of love? Will the external forces make them thrive to make it real or will it cause them to hold on to the contract? Find out in this mind-blowing story.

"You're mine. You're my wife. You're fucking MINE," my husband roared furiously, slamming me against the wall. I instinctively lowered my hand to protect my belly. He didn’t know I was pregnant, yet. “I will never leave you. I will never let you go,” he whispered this time, his voice breaking as he pressed his forehead against mine. “I’m drowning without you.” My vision blurred with tears. I reached up and caressed his cheek. I knew he needed me. I knew he wanted me. But not as a wife… He only wanted, needed, my body. It had always been about my body and sex… and it would always be. He wanted me to be his submissive. His sex slave. Beneath him. Controlled. Obedient. With a trembling breath, I whispered, "I'm not, Raf. I'm not yours. We can't be together. We came to the end of this useless marriage." His phone rang... It was Debbie. The other woman. His jaw tightened as he stepped back. “I’ll take this quickly… then we’ll finish this.” I didn’t need him to. I already knew. He would always choose her. The moment he walked out, my tears fell freely, burning down my cheeks. With shaking hands, I wiped my eyes harshly and grabbed my phone. “I’m leaving,” I said. “Can you take me to the airport?” Trembling, I turned toward my closet, searching for something to cover the bruises on my skin… and the ones far deeper. *** I loved my husband with everything I had… even though he was dark, cruel, and dangerously possessive. I was his little dirty secret. Hidden wife. We got married under some circumstances. Marriage no one knew existed. I’ve made my decision. I'll never let him treat me like his submissive again.NEVER!

Three years ago, Moon-Lake Pack — once a proud member of Lupus Celestial, the central pack alliance — lost everything in a brutal defeat to the Rogue Packs that had long plagued us. The Lycan King believed my father — the Alpha of Moon-Lake — had conspired with the Rogues, and our pack paid the price. My father and I were enslaved and cast out, becoming the laughingstock of all the packs. Even my mate, Chase, turned his back on me. But three years later, I was sent back to Lupus Celestial by Chase’s order — just as he was preparing to bond with his future Luna. Everyone assumed I had returned to sabotage the ceremony. “Taryn, do you still think you stand a chance of becoming his Luna?” “Chase never liked you. He’s always adored Wynette.” “Why would you show up now — just before he bonds with his mate?” Warnings, veiled threats, and even silent beatings made one thing painfully clear: I was not welcome. And Chase — the one I had once believed was my fated mate, the one I’d felt an unexplainable pull toward — stood by, cold and detached, watching it all in silence. His eyes held nothing but loathing. “You still think you can live freely outside Lupus Celestial after betraying us time and again? What exactly are you plotting at my bonding ceremony?” I let out a bitter laugh and wiped the blood from my lips. He didn’t know my wolf had been gravely wounded by a silver dagger — and I didn’t have much time left. “Don’t worry. If I hadn’t been dragged back, I’d never have returned. And if I truly wanted to cause trouble, I’d have killed myself first.” Chase didn’t respond. He just scoffed. But when I walked away — from his pack, from his world — he was the one who crumbled. He begged me to return, as if losing me shattered something deep inside him.

It's Byenn and Alaric's 5th wedding anniversary when Alaric's first love came back. At noong gabing iyon, aksidenteng nahuli ni Byenn si Alaric sa loob ng banyo, minamasturbate ang sarili habang binabanggit ang pangalan ng ibang babae. "Byenn, nakakaawa si Reia ngayong bumalik siyang mag-isa," paliwanag ni Alaric. "Tinutulungan ko lang siya bilang kaibigan." Tumango lang si Byenn at tipid na ngumiti. "Naiintindihan ko," maikli niyang sagot. Makalipas ang ilang araw, muling nagpaalam ang lalaki habang nag-eempake ng gamit. “Byenn, nangako ako kay Reia na ice-celebrate ko ang birthday niya sa isla. Tinutupad ko lang ang pangako ko noon.” "Okay.” "Byenn, this party needs a capable assistant," hirit ulit ni Alaric bago ang isang malaking event, tila minamaliit ang kakayahan ng asawa. "Mas bagay si Reia kaysa sa iyo para sa role na ito." "Okay, go ahead." Nang mapansin ni Alaric na hindi na siya nagagalit, hindi na umiiyak, at hindi na naggagawa ng eksena, naguluhan ito. Lumapit ito sa kaniya at nagtatakang nagtanong, "Byenn, bakit hindi ka na nagagalit?" Of course, hindi na siya galit dahil aalis na rin siya. Pagod na siya sa stagnant nilang kasal. Habang abala si Alaric kay Reia ay palihim siyang nag-aral ng English saka kumuha ng IELTS, at pasimpleng nag-submit ng applications para mag-aral abroad. On the day her visa was approved, she threw out the divorce papers. "Huwag kang magbiro nang ganyan," sarkastikong tawa ni Alaric habang tinitingnan ang papel. "Paano ka mabubuhay nang wala ako?" Hindi na nag-abalang sumagot si Byenn. She just turned around, bought a plane ticket, and flew straight to Europe. The next time Alaric saw news about her, it was through a viral video online. Kitang-kita ang ganda ni Byenn habang naka-red dress, dancing freely in the sky above a foreign land. She looked so alive.

I was nine months pregnant when the Wolf Council sent a resource report to the Luna’s quarters. It listed my mate’s monthly distributions. For two years straight, my husband—the pack’s Alpha—had been secretly providing the same female wolf with territory access, protection, and supplies. Without missing a single month. The first record dated back to two years ago. The same month I lost my first pup. A notification appeared—A contact request. The note read: “A woman kept by an Alpha.” I was strangely calm, one hand rested on my swollen belly as I accepted. She messaged immediately. “You saw the report, didn’t you?” I didn’t reply, I opened her feed instead. The earliest post was dated April 21st, two years ago. A female wolf leaned against an Alpha’s chest. His face was cropped out—but the mark on his shoulder was clear. I recognized it instantly. My mate’s Alpha mark. The caption read: “Thank you for choosing me on my coming-of-age night.” April 21st. That was the night I lay bleeding in the healing room, losing my unborn pup. He had told me he was away on pack business. I kept scrolling. She trained freely in Alpha-only areas. Used resources reserved for the Luna. Was guarded as if she already belonged at his side. Every post carried the same message: He chose her. Pinned at the top was a medical report—She was pregnant—With the Alpha’s pup. I put the device down and returned to our bedroom. Then I received it—Photos. Videos. She sent them to me on purpose— to flaunt that the love I had once been so proud of had already rotted beyond repair. I sat down slowly, my pup shifting inside me, pain spreading through my chest. Only then did I understand—He had betrayed me completely. This kind of love—I don’t want it. This pack—I won’t stay in it. When my pup is born, I will leave—And I will take his heir with me. Let the Alpha search every territory, scour every border, tear the pack apart in regret— he will never find us.

A wife buy girl for her husband to enjoy freely her life “Saan naman? ” tanong ko pabalik. “Nagkakagulo raw sa labas te, may mag-asawa kasing nais bumili ng babae at hindi naman pumapayag si boss” sagot ni Kisha na kinataka ko. WFS which means wife for sale “Te, mukhang ikaw ang bet ng babae” tukso nitong si Kisha sa akin. j I am Carizza Laurise Somorostro, also known as the highest paid wife. The limited edition woman. Ako lang ang may pinaka-konting buyer pero kapag nagkaroon ay sangkatutak na pera naman ang kapalit. I am skilled with everything at mataas ang ratings sa akin. 6 months ang time “My dear, can I buy you? Promise you won’t regret your decision, I can pay, name the amount. I also promise your safety. I’ll hire bodyguards and buy all you want just let me buy you” pakiusap ng babae “Ma’am we can’t really consider what you want. Limited time lang ang service ni Carizza. ” paalala nito sa babae na ngayon ay nanlulumo at mukhang desperada talaga “I’m Georgianna Lanzaderas, the wife of Yhulo Lanzaderas. I’ll ask you again, Mr. Lawrence. Can I get this beautiful maiden right here? ” seryosong tanong niya at ginawaran ako ng tingin. Napalunok si Sir Lawrence at hindi nag-atubiling tumango. “Y-yes miss, Kisha please prepare the contract” natarantang utos ni Sir Lawrence na kinataranta rin ni Kisha. Lahat sila ay hindi mo maipinta ang mga mukha. Lumapit ang babae sa akin. Hindi ko alam anong klaseng mga tao sila at bakit ganito makagalaw mga kasamahan ko. Nagtataka man ay sumabay lang ako, bakit may isang asawa ang gustong bumili ng isang babae magiging asawa ng kung sino man? “My dear Carizza, tinatanggap mo ba ang offer kong bilhin ka? ” tanong ni Mrs. Lanzaderas.

The day my brother, Chester Rodney, came to the orphanage to take me home, my boyfriend Dominic Huxley looked at me coldly and said, "If you choose to acknowledge your birth family, we're over." I knew he had his pride—he could never accept the difference in our social standing. So, for him, I turned my back on the family I had yearned for my whole life. In the decades that followed, I toiled without complaint, saving every cent to help him rise to success. By the time I was not yet fifty, overwork had worn me down. Lying on my deathbed, my breathing shallow and weak, I watched Dominic on television. He was now an acclaimed scientist, just awarded the nation's highest research honor. Tears welled in his eyes as he thanked another woman. "All these years," he said, "I never felt worthy of Alicia. But now, maybe I can use this award as the prologue to a love I've owed her for decades." The "Alicia" he spoke of was the woman mistakenly switched with me at birth—the false heiress the Rodney family raised as their own. The camera zoomed out. Alicia Rodney stood radiant, graceful, and perfectly preserved by years of luxury, blushing as she accepted the trophy. "I waited for you for decades," she said sweetly, "but marriage is still something I'll need to ask my brother about." Chester, who had long taken over the family, looked at her with an indulgent tenderness tinged with something unspoken. "I was adopted by our uncle back then for one reason—to protect Alicia. Making the only princess of the Rodney family happy has always been my life's mission." Only then did I realize—everything I thought I had chosen freely, every sacrifice I made without regret, was nothing but a trap, carefully woven by two men, all for Alicia. The betrayal pierced my heart. I died without peace. But when I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day Chester came to take me home from the orphanage. I glanced past the two men eyeing me with subtle disdain. Without hesitation, I stepped into the car. "Take me home," I said. This time, I'd send whoever stole my life back to the gutter they slithered from.