Ghostface Killah Son Infinite Mother

My six-year-old son, Zac Quest, deliberately fed me almond cake, which I was allergic to, to make me miscarry. Standing in front of the hospital bed, he hid behind my husband, Sterling Quest, with a long face and refused to admit his mistakes, "Grandma said you won't ever divorce Dad once you give birth to my sister. I don't want you as my mom anymore. I prefer Ms. White!" Sterling said indifferently, "We'll have other children. Winona... is indeed more fit to raise Zac than you." Hearing those words, I gave up completely. The day I was discharged from the hospital, I went back home and cleared out all my belongings. All I left behind was a divorce agreement and a letter disowning Zac.

Braston thought Molly was just a call girl when she entered his office in disguise. She had no idea what to do, even though she was a virgin, she faced that mobster just to rob him and save her family from imminent death. but ended up taking much more than a ring and keeping her identity secret, she stole much more than a ring from that mobster, and he will only find out when he is with a child whose kidnapped for revenge. However, Molly will never let it go and will do everything to get her son back without even knowing that she is in a fight, not only with a mafia man, but with her son's father.

I slaved away for my husband and son. But what did I get in return? Cold shoulders, cutting words, and distance. Then one day, my husband suggested a “fake divorce” so my stepsister could adopt a child. Fine. Fake divorce it is. Except… if it’s just fake, why are the two of them heating up the sheets behind my back? Then, Fake divorce just turned real. My ex-husband thought I’d beg to come back. My stepsister thought I’d envy her for stealing my husband and son. They both thought I’d shatter. Wrong. I’ve got my career, my revenge, and oh—did I mention? I’m dating a drop-dead gorgeous man who actually knows my worth. And suddenly, life tasted sweeter than I ever imagined.

The admissions office calls and says my daughter's admission fee has been paid, asking when I'll come to handle enrollment. I'm completely stunned. My daughter, Natalie Steward, is top of her class. She's already guaranteed a spot in the city's best high school, Dream High School, with no admission fee required. Upon questioning my husband, Arnold Lewiston, he claims the admissions office must've made a mistake. He says, "I just wanted to surprise you, so I pulled some strings with the principal to get her into the accelerated track. You should talk to the teachers and make sure we get the best homeroom teacher so I can look good." As soon as I end the call, I slam the accelerator and head straight to the admissions office. On my way there, I call Lynn Warrens, my best friend who works in the State Department of Education. "Help me check under whose name Arnold paid the admission fee for his illegitimate child. I'm going to withdraw them from the school!" I say.

I gave birth to our son, the heir of the pack. And this is what I received? False accusations, betrayal, and exile. The cruelest part was being told I could never touch my own son. All because my sister came back and spun a web, accusing me of orchestrating her disappearance three years ago just to claim the Luna title. Alpha Ulysses, you humiliated me, cursed me, told me I was unfit to be a mother, and forced me out of our pack while you, my sister, and my son became a new family. And now six years later, you call for a hypnotist, not knowing that it is me standing before you. You regret what you did. You want me back. But tell me, Ulysses, where were you when I gave birth to our son? Where were you when I was cast out, heartbroken and alone? And these six years I spent surviving, growing, rebuilding, where were you through all of it?

I discovered two things after being diagnosed with a brain tumor. I was first on what appeared to be a fake marriage certificate with Julian Fitzgerald. I had raised my son for six years, and he was already aware of it. In fact, he wanted his mother to be someone else. It was then that I realised my life was just a hoax. Seven years of not being in touch with my family, keeping myself solitary and making sacrifices but it was all just plain cruel. So, I did three things. The husband and son who had betrayed me, I went missing. In preparation for our seventh wedding anniversary, I called off the romantic dinner reservation made a month ago. Besides my participation in several health-related group discussions, I also left my son's kindergarten parent groups. These groups were all designed to improve the well-being of my husband and son. My second action was to contact my physician and request a stress evaluation. I requested a special prescription to prevent any complications that might arise during my international travel. The third person I contacted was my older sister, whom she had not been in touch with for seven years. My words were, "To marry in a place where I don't belong to my family is just miserable."

Eleanor worked herself to the bone—three jobs a day, even selling her mother’s only heirloom—all to pay off her boyfriend Luca’s debts. Then, on their third anniversary, she caught him shopping for rings… with her best friend. Turns out, Luca isn’t the struggling artist he pretended to be. He’s the only heir to the city’s most elusive billionaire. Heartbroken and reckless, Eleanor ends up in the arms of an older, devastatingly attractive stranger—a man whose powerful presence and faint resemblance to Luca pull her in like a dangerous dream. Only after she says yes to Luca’s proposal does she discover the truth: The stranger from that night is his father.

Storme: He’s my husband’s son. Craving his touch was never part of the plan. I was supposed to be a dutiful bride to his father while trying to gain the love of my father. But he came in and drowned me with his insatiable sexual appetite. Now all I have about him are wild and sinful thoughts. Theo: She couldn’t be my father’s bride. I didn’t think I could stand it once I thought about another man touching her. No other person could touch her… except me. I think I may have been bewitched by her, but I wanted to be in that hex forever. Now all I can think about is possessing her body. ***************************************** When hypersexual Storme was sold to the alpha king of the Castillo Tribe by her father, she felt that she was doomed and that there was nothing else left for her. Not until she met the alpha King’s son, Theo. Forbidden sparks fly and they’re unable to ignore the fire burning in them. But not until the same fire threatens to burn down their very existence and peace.

“The things I want to do to you…” his voice dropped, rough and low. I smiled, daring him. “Do it. I dare you, Daddy.” A flicker of danger crossed his eyes. “Vieni qui, amore mio.” Come here, my love. And just like that, I forgot every reason I was supposed to stay away. ***** Have you ever fallen in love with your mother’s fiancé—only to discover he craves you too? Sin, right? Yeah, that’s me. Melissa Spencer. A college student, an aspiring photographer, and an anonymous erotica writer by night. Having Ben Gavin… the billionaire hockey captain and CEO of the world’s top team—as my stepdad was enough to keep me on edge. Craving his touch? That’s another level of sin. When financial ruin forces my mother and me into his penthouse, I swear I can resist him. But things only get worse when his dangerously charming son vows to claim me too. Now I’m caught between a hot hockey stepdad, a sexy F1 racer stepbrother, and an obsessed ex-biker boyfriend. What happens when I find out everyone’s been living a double life—including my own mother?

*She was supposed to die on her wedding day* Melissa had no other desire except making the man she loved happy, until he turned that love into a weapon to stab her back. Broken and betrayed, she vowed to rebuild everything he'd snatched from her. She promised never to be vulnerable again, But then, a cute little boy blinked at her innocently, calling her, “Mummy!” Behind him was his father; tall, charming, magnetic, with a loaded bank account that could fund her entire life. He had a single request. “Marry me.” Torn between the temptation of a worry-free life, and the determination to build her own, Melissa paused. “Blending both doesn't sound bad.” But what if underneath this temptation lie layers of mystery? What if Desmond Steele was hiding a huge secret that could turn her entire world upside down?