Getting More And More Beast Husbands

When Katrina Jones started working as Lucas Evans Secretary she never envisioned falling for the handsome but arrogant CEO. But as she worked alongside him she discovered that there is a lot more to him than he let the world see. Her heart couldn't help but fall for him. But Lucas saw her as just his secretary and nothing more. ......Or so she thought....

“I am not a sex escort!” “Well I’m not asking you to be one” “All you have to do is be mine alone, your bills will all be taken care of while you get paid five hundred dollars a week for upkeep” “It’s the same fucking thing” . “Call it what you choose but we both know you need this” Ivan, a twenty-two year old college student found himself between signing a contract with his dangerous one night stand(William) or getting kicked out of school and loosing the opportunity to save his sisters life. Things definitely took interesting turns as the simple contract began to mean more and more to William and with Ivan crossing part with his first love who just happens to be William’s brother. The twist and truth began unveiling.

[Tags: Interstellar, Soul Matching, Beastkin, Succubus, Reverse Harem (All male leads are virgins), Alpha Rivalry, Jealousy War, Regret & Groveling Arc] They say that once you awakened as an esper, you were entitled to nine bonded matches. Lara White transmigrated during her freshman year. From that moment on, she had only one goal: become an esper, no matter the cost. Five relentless years in the interstellar era later, the universe finally paid her back. She matched with nine extraordinary prodigies. Unfortunately, these nine prodigies were either trying to unbind the match, pretending she did not exist, or actively scheming to drain her wallet dry. Match One, the interstellar wealth titan, sent her a message. [Matriarch, all my star credits were stolen by scammers. I don’t even have travel money to see you. Could you spare a little?] Match Two, the heir of the third-largest family on the Central Star, texted her. [I already have a female I like. I can’t be with you. Please terminate the bond.] Match Three, lord of the Three Major Domains, texted. [Females will only slow down my conquest of the interstellar realm!] Match Four, the world-weary leader of the Snow Domain, had something else to say. [Matriarch, kill me, and I will belong to you.] Match Five, a prodigy from the succubus race, was even stranger. [Matriarch, let me devour you, and we can be together forever.] As for the rest, they looked as if they had died inside the list. They were as silent as sleeping corpses. Lara notified the photon computer. [Unbind them all. Every single one. Let them bid their farewells. The next nine will be better behaved.] Later, the wealth titan texted her. [Matriarch, all my star credits are yours. I beg you, don’t unbind me!] The heir texted. [Matriarch, I realized it only now. The one I have always liked is you.] Domain Ruler knelt before her and said, “The entire interstellar realm cannot compare to you. Please choose me…” The Snow Domain’s Heir texted her. [You are my only reason to keep living.]

On New Year's Eve, I waited at home with a box of sparklers, hoping Jake Thompson would come. Instead, an earthquake struck. Trapped under fallen debris, I prayed for his safety. Little did I know, Jake was putting on a grand fireworks display across the city for his high school sweetheart who had just returned from abroad. The whole town buzzed with excitement, wishing them a lifetime of happiness together. Meanwhile, I had lost my hearing in the disaster, with no hope of recovery. When I tried to break off our engagement and leave town, Jake stood before me, his eyes red-rimmed and pleading. I couldn't understand a word he said. I simply wished him, “May you always have a day like today, year after year.”

Meet Phoebe Collins, one look at her and you'd call her the perfect girl. You know, the girl who's effortlessly pretty, gets the best grades and probably has the perfect family, or so you'd think.. The only unusual thing about this 'perfect girl' is that she doesn't socialize with her peers. At least not anymore. She prefers the little world she makes up in her head. But will a confrontation change her life for the better and will she actually be willing to come out of her fantasy world and focus on reality when she meets the troublesome transfer student Cole Reese. ............................................................................... Meet Cole Reese, he's known everywhere as the bad boy, everywhere meaning all around the schools in the country of Philly.. The boy who you don't want to have a fight with. The boy who's not afraid to get his hand dirty. The boy who every boy envys or hates and every girl wants to date or to be friends with at least. As if, the formers always the case. He's been moving from school to school his whole life because of his endless scandals and shenanigans. See, A typical bad boy.. But Will he actually want to stay in this school when he meets the weird but interesting girl Phoebe Collins. And the big question, Is everything really as it seems??

My sister-in-law, Hannah Martinez, was eight months pregnant when someone shoved her to the ground. Due to the heavy bleeding, she was rushed to the hospital. I happened to drive past, but I rolled up my window and pretended I saw nothing, pressing down on the gas pedal. In my previous life, I had immediately taken Hannah to the hospital when I saw her pass out from the blood loss. However, the situation was critical. After the severe bleeding, she developed an amniotic fluid embolism. My wife, Lauren Martinez, was the best obstetrician in the city. I called her, begging her to hurry to the hospital. Yet, she thought I was throwing a tantrum out of jealousy because she was having dinner with her first love, Isaac Poole, and his family. She believed I was using Hannah's emergency to force her to come back. By the time her family finally arrived, Hannah had already died from the failed treatment of the amniotic fluid embolism. Her entire family blamed me for Hannah's death, convinced that I had deliberately caused Lauren to misunderstand and let Hannah die. My brother-in-law, Jacob Turner, who rushed back from out of town, believed their lies. In his overwhelming grief, he hacked me to death with a knife at Hannah's funeral. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Hannah was pushed and started bleeding out.

When I saw Vincent Carson again, he was now the formidable head of the Carson Corporation with a net worth of tens of millions. By his side was a young, promising screenwriter. Meanwhile, I dragged myself out of the basement, crippled and in a pitiful state. With a condescending tone, Vincent asked, "Three years ago, you sabotaged Irene's chance to win that award. Do you regret it now? If you wish to remain my wife, you must apologize to Irene first." At the same time, the system's voice sounded in my mind, 'Host, are you ready to go home?' I nodded silently. A look of satisfaction washed over Vincent's face as he stepped forward to embrace me. However, in the blink of an eye, I began to vanish right before his eyes. Subsequently, I heard he lost his sanity.

They said I was beautiful — but not real. That my smile was perfect — but my past made me broken. I spent years trying to prove I was more than the girl who changed her face to survive the world’s cruelty. I married Julian Vale, believing love would finally see me. I called Serena Blake my sister, trusting her more than my own reflection. And when my world collapsed under secrets, silence, and the weight of never being enough — I disappeared. Then I opened my eyes… Ten years earlier. Before the surgery. Before the vows. Before I forgot who I was beneath the makeup and the mask of confidence. This time, I don’t need to be fixed. This time, I don’t need to be forgiven. I remember every lie. Every betrayal. Every time I silenced my voice to keep the peace. So I’m not here to win back love. I’m not here to punish the past. I’m here to become the woman I was always meant to be — unedited, unafraid, and finally, completely seen. I was more than pretty. This time, I’ll live like I believe it.

Ibinigay ni Keziah Quinn Palmer ang kanyang puri sa isang estrangherong lalaking nakilala niya sa bar—isang hakbang na dulot ng galit at tampo niya sa kanyang mga magulang matapos siyang ipagkasundo sa anak ng kasosyo nila sa negosyo. Ngunit ang galit niya ay lalo pang nadagdagan nang makilala niya si Cael Xandros Lozano, ang lalaking ipinagkasundo sa kanya. Sa kabila ng kanyang matinding pagkasuklam, hindi siya tinantanan ni Cael, determinado itong mapalapit sa kanyang puso. Paano kung malaman ni Keziah na ang estrangherong nakasama niya sa gabing iyon ay si Cael din? Magbabago kaya ang kanyang damdamin, o mananatili siyang nakakulong sa galit at pagtanggi habang buhay?

"Please stop…" "You started this, but I will end it." He nipped at her skin briskly before suckling it gently. She gasped in pleasure, arching her back to him. "Are you sure you want me to stop? Your body seems to speak otherwise, Zora" he pointed out as he smirked against her skin. *** Zora Walter always dreamt of being a model. Being popular, showing on TV, and having the paparazzi following her always sent a thrill through her, but it occurred in a way she wouldn't have imagined. After getting dumped by her boyfriend, Zora wanted to prove that she had moved on when in fact, she hadn't. And so kissed a stranger. That action turned disastrous as Zora Walter's once peaceful life was upturned in seconds. What happens when she should and "must" in the stranger's opinion fix what she caused? And fixing it meant faking being his girlfriend... His arrogance was on another level and Zora cursed herself for getting tangled with him.