Fresh Ink Sans Mga Nobela at Kwento

Vasking Empire is known as the richest land on the continent. All social classes here live in luxury, especially the nobles. But sparkling diamonds are washed from fresh blood. As flashy as the outer shell, the inside is rotten and rotten. ----- Anthea, a strange foreign girl, suddenly one day set foot in the Empire, to fulfill her father's last wish. This girl, little by little, lifted the mystery, exposing the lust, darkness, scams, and misery of the Nobles. Anthea also met her destiny. But like life, once again she had to watch the person she loved left. After so many difficulties and dangers, can Anthea get back what belongs to her, or protect the people she loves? Hope you enjoy reading.

His hand slammed against the wall beside her head, trapping her between him and the cold stone. "I am not your brother," he growled. Amanda's pulse thundered. She hated him. So why did she want him so badly? ~~ When seventeen-year-old Amanda Hale moves to Moonridge after her mother's sudden remarriage, she expects awkward family dinners and a fresh start. Instead, she discovers her new stepbrother is the future Alpha of a werewolf pack... and her mate. But after claiming her, he rejects her. Now, as secrets about her past begins to unravel, Amanda must decide whether to break their bond forever– or fight for the boy who shattered her heart.

Karina's world shattered when she discovered her husband's infidelity and his desire for a divorce, leaving her adrift and unsure of her next steps amidst the judgment of his family. Summoning her courage, she signed the papers and departed, her destination uncertain. Fortune intervened as Karina reunited with her long-lost family, inspiring her to embark on a journey abroad. Six years elapsed before she returned, transformed into a formidable woman unrecognizable from her former self. As Karina embraced her fresh start, fate intervened once more as she unexpectedly crossed paths with her ex-husband. Would this encounter stir up old emotions, or would it unveil an unforeseen twist in the tale, leaving her adversaries stunned?

Bella Page suffers from a rare amnesia that prevents her from forming new memories, leaving her trapped in an Abusive marriage. For four years, she has lived at the mercy of her Billionaire husband, unaware of his cruelty and manipulation. When Vaughn’s mistress, Bella’s half-sister sets her up in an accident, She suffers a head injury. But instead of losing more, she gains everything: Her memories return. Now remembering every bruise, every lie, every betrayal, Bella is done being a victim. So when Vaughn arrives at her hospital room, fresh from Jessica’s bed and pretending to care, Bella greets him with a cold, poisonous smile. “Mr. McCoy,” she says, “see you in court.”

Fresh out of the National Research Institute, I loaded up on my wife's favorite snacks and ordered a vibrant bouquet of roses, eager to surprise her. I stashed the treats in her office, then stepped out to grab the flowers. But in those fleeting minutes, a stranger had ripped open every package and devoured everything. I glared at him. "Who gave you permission to touch those?" He shot me a look of pure disdain. "Buzz off, flower boy. Drop your crap and scram!" The secretary at the door snickered. "You heard the man. He's Ms. Bowman's husband. Better run before he leaves a bad review." I pulled out my phone and called my wife. "Who is this guy in your office?"

After divorcing her unfaithful husband, billionaire Silver seeks solace by returning to her home pack, hoping to start fresh and reconnect with her roots but home is not what it used to be. Her father’s legacy has left behind a tangled mess of debts, secrets, and enemies lurking in the shadows. Caught in the storm, Silver is drawn to the pack’s new young Alpha, a man wrapped in mystery, danger, and an intensity that unsettles her heart. Their paths collide in ways neither of them expected, forcing Silver to face not only the darkness in her family’s past, but also the forbidden spark threatening to shape her future. Now, she must decide: will she fight the chaos consuming her world, or surrender to a desire that could destroy everything?

Isabella was a promising young girl, but after a tragic accident claimed her father's life, she was never the same. Leaving behind her small town and its haunting memories, she set out on a quest for a fresh start. Along the way, Isabella made new friends and landed an unexpected job as a dancer. However, her path soon crossed with a ruthless Mafia, an encounter that would change her life forever. Xander Diaz, better known as Draco, is a feared Mafia boss who controls the city with an iron fist, accustomed to getting everything he desires. But when he meets Isabella, a captivating dancer who defies all his expectations, he realizes he must have her at any cost.

Warning: This is a reverse harem series and contains explicit scenes throughout (including M/M). Book 1 Six years ago, I gave everything to the boy who set my world on fire… my heart, my body, my trust. The next day, he vanished without a word. Life hasn’t been kind since. I buried my parents the same week I brought my newborn son home. At eighteen, I became both a mother and a guardian to my teenage sister, and now I've discovered my husband is living a double life. My son, Jaxon, is angry and acting out so it's time for a fresh start. I never expected that fresh start to lead me to a sleepy mountain town hiding a secret… or back to him. Because this town borders a hidden pack of wolf shifters, and one of their alphas is the same boy who left me with more than just a broken heart. He left me with his son. Book 2 Poppy was never the quiet one. While her sister survived by holding everything together, Poppy survived by feeling everything out loud, until devastating truths and impossible revelations smothered the fire inside her with shadows she can’t explain. Whispers creep into her mind. Voices call her name in the dark. As Paige’s light rises, Poppy’s darkness answers. Thrown into a supernatural world she never asked for, Poppy finds herself surrounded by wolves who look at her like fate has already claimed her. Their pull is undeniable. Their attention suffocating, and the darkness inside her is growing harder to ignore. With threats closing in, Poppy must decide whether to keep running from what she’s becoming… or embrace the role destiny has given her. Light may have saved the world, but darkness decides how it ends.

The day Adrian Knight clinched a contract with our biggest client, I "accidentally" tipped a bottle of ink across the paperwork, voiding it on the spot. Because of that single blot, the project landed in Alex Lewis’s lap, and he won Chairman Henry Carter’s favor almost overnight, moving into the Carter mansion as their future son-in-law and watching his net worth rocket into eight figures. Adrian never blamed me. He just laughed that he’d never been executive material anyway and happily brought me home as his bride. Everyone whispered that, if not for my meddling, Adrian would already be sitting in the Carter family’s executive suite instead of scraping by in an ordinary life with me. Only I knew the truth: stopping him from signing that contract had saved his life. When Adrian learned I was pregnant, he locked me in the basement, fingers digging into my throat. "If it hadn’t been for you," he snarled, "I’d be Henry Carter’s son-in-law by now. You’re the reason I lost Rachel, the princess of the Carter family." That’s when I realized he’d been nursing this grudge for years. After he killed me, I woke up, reborn on the very day Adrian first reached for that fatal contract. This time, I’ll make sure Adrian Knight gets exactly what he wants.

During the mandatory freshman orientation camp, my skin had flared up with a severe allergic reaction, so I didn't use the plastic washbasin the school handed out. Instead, I opened my suitcase and took out the custom silver basin I had brought from home. My roommate, Louisa Carter, immediately made a snide remark, drawling, "You're really something, huh? Kids from broke families like us are lucky to have any basin at all." I didn't bother responding. I simply pulled out my facial essence to do a cold compress, but she immediately rushed over, slapped the bottle out of my hand, and jabbed a finger at my face. "Bet you get tens of thousands a month for living expenses. You have a sugar daddy, don't you? Don't you feel guilty making your folks work their fingers to the bone back on the farm? People like you don't deserve to be at our school. I'm reporting you to the student counselor." I laughed in disbelief and slapped her. … The next morning, the family photo I'd left on my desk had been slashed to ribbons. Across the back, carved in ink, were the words: 'Daughter of a homewrecker. Go to hell.' I went straight to the police. While officers pulled the dorm security footage, our student counselor and the university president rushed in. The moment the president saw the man whose face had been cut apart in my photo, his legs nearly buckled. He almost dropped to his knees.