Glass Bead Gfriend

For eight years in a marriage devoid of light, I had abortions five times. Every time, Sam would grip my hand when I woke up, his eyes red, and promise to find the best doctors to help me recover. After the third miscarriage, he finally hired a team of top-tier nutritionists, ensuring that every single meal was planned perfectly. He always comforted me, "Don't worry, Penny. We're still young, so we can have another baby!" When I found out I was pregnant again, snowflakes were dancing outside my window. I wrapped my fur coat tightly around my body and rushed to the company, only to hear Wren's furious voice outside the VIP suite, "Are you insane? Those five babies were your own flesh and blood!" Sam replied coldly, "Nicole needs specimen for her experiments. All I'm doing is providing her with the materials she needs." His words dug into my heart like icy spikes, and I could even hear my own bones cracking. "As for Penelope…" He chuckled. "Do you think that our marriage certificate is the real deal?" Snowflakes stung my face like needles, and I finally found out the truth about our marriage. From the very beginning, I was nothing more than a living test subject for the woman he truly loved. Sam was right. Those unborn children never even had legal identities, and were worth less than a piece of paper, just like my so-called marriage. Glass shattered from inside the room, and I could hear Wren cursing, but I turned and walked towards the elevator. Since Sam's priority was Nicole and nothing else, I was hell-bent on making him pay the price.

I cleared my throat and picked up the menu, pretending to study it. “So,” I said after a moment, “before we start pretending this is something serious, you should know… I’m not exactly the settling-down type.” He arched his brow but said nothing. “I do hookups,” I continued, keeping my tone casual. “That night at the hotel? I was supposed to meet someone else. I went into the wrong room. You were literally a mistake.” He didn’t flinch. Didn’t even blink. Just smirked faintly and reached for his glass of whisky, taking a slow sip. My fake confidence wavered. “Did you hear what I said?” “Every word,” he said quietly. “And?” “And I’m still here.” I stared at him with disbelief. “Wow. You’re not even mad? You’re supposed to call off the wedding and storm out or something.” He chuckled in a low tone, resting his elbow on the table. “You’re really trying hard to get rid of me, aren’t you?” ******* I caught my fiancé cheating with the woman he called his “sister.” Broken, drunk, and reckless, I stumbled into the wrong hotel room, and into the arms of a stranger. By morning, he was gone, leaving only a note: Wrong room, but you taste good. I wanted to forget him. Weeks later, my best friend begged me to meet the man her father had arranged for her to marry and make him call off the wedding. I went there in her place, only to discover he was the same man from that night. He called off the wedding with her. Then he asked me to marry him, but I refused. But refusing a billionaire with an obsession is never that simple… especially when he shows up as my new boss.

A sharp pull by my wrist bought me back to the wall. I hold my breath for a moment. "what the hell" I cussed. "Shh, baby girl" he exclaimed. I cringed with the endearment he used. He brought his face near to my face. His breath is fanning all over my lips. It raised my heartbeat to a different level. It must be heard by him also. His smirk face saying it all. His eyes are gazing my lips and he started closing the small gap we have between our lips to be mingled into one. Sensing his intentions I closed my eyes & moved my face to the left. He stopped right away & increase the gap between us which I really appreciate but the hold of his hand on my wrist is very tight. It started paining me slowly. "Now listen to me very carefully, we might be lawfully wedded husband & wife. But you are nothing to me. I have only married you because of my doll" he said rudely to me. I forcefully release my hand from his hulk like grip which resulted into breaking my bangles & a piece of glass cut into my hand. It hurt me like hell. There must be a big cut in my hand. Ignoring the pain in my hand. I showed my other hand finger towards him and said "even I was not interested in this marriage. I am kind of forced into this" Which I am not, my subconscious mocked me. But I won’t give him that satisfaction. Although I was not forced but I had no other option than to accept this marriage. _______________________ This is the story of Payal Mehra and Kabir Khurana who are bound by vows in the sacred bond of marriage which was not in their to do list. But yet they are.

"Whether you believe this or not, you've never left my mind since the day you left, Giselle. I looked for you in her and the things I was pursuing, but none of them made me feel close to how I feel when I'm with you." "You made your choice when you chose her, Noah, that you didn't want me. If you want my forgiveness, you'll have to do more than what you do." "If I must walk through glass for your forgiveness, then I'll do it as long as it will bring me back to you." *** Now, after years of struggle, Giselle returns—not as the naive girl who once let others dictate her fate but as a determined woman fighting for her children. With her twins suffering from a rare blood disease, Giselle is desperate for help and protection for her little ones. Noah, her ex-husband, is shocked to learn that he is the father of the twins. Now married to Octavia, his ambitious wife, Noah finds himself torn—between his marriage with Octavia and grappling with a heart that never truly let go of Giselle. As his hope to gain custody grows, he quickly learns that Giselle is no longer the woman he once knew, but a fierce mother intent on shielding her twins from the past. When Octavia realizes Noah's rekindled feelings for Giselle, she devises a manipulative plan to regain her hold over him and their family. Deception and unresolved emotions intertwine as a battle for control continues to show the price of ambition. *** [BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS SERIES] 1. The Billionaire's Substitute Ex-Wife Returns 2. My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chases Me Back 3. Ex-Wife Transition: The Comeback Of The Hidden Heiress 4. The Poor Billionaire Heiress Returns! They can all be read as standalone!

“Get up and strip” The unknown man commanded, his deep voice reverberated through the room bringing me out of my ogling phase. I stared on mortified as sudden realization hit me. I’ve just been bought for a one night stand by this unbelievably handsome man, but that means I’ll loose my virginity tonight!. Feeling his piercing gaze at me, I get up to undress but instinctively move towards the counter for a glass to alleviate the burning feeling creeping through my veins. “God damn it!, why won’t it bulge, I’m positive this zipper is determined to ruin my life”. I said underneath my breath as I dare not spare him a glance. I gulped as I summoned courage to meet his fierce gaze and with an almost inaudible tone I pleaded “It won’t bulge, can you help me?” He closed the gap between us with long strides while I subconsciously retreated till I hit the wall, my breathe hitched as he locked my lips. “Pah!” The sound of a slap resounded through the room, My eyes filled with terror as I raised my hands to cover my mouth. What have I done? I asked mentally still stunned at my action. “How dare you!” He roared and I knew I was done for!. What would happen if a legitimate but outcast daughter of one of the prestigious families decides to sell her body for money and unexpectedly gets into a contract marriage with a cold blooded mafia boss? Will their encounter be just a one night stand? Why would the world’s richest and powerful tyrant choose to enter a marriage of convenience? Find out in <<>> Disclaimer: the book cover isn’t mine, credit goes to google

Mariin akong napakapit sa bedsheets ng kama sa bawat baon at labas na ginagawa niya. Sobrang init Ng kwartong kinaroroonan naming dalawa na tila ba tinutupok kaming dalawa. "Ugh! You're so hot baby" Ungol nito habang binabayo Ako sa likod at minamasahe Ang dibdib ko, tila ba doe Ang dibdib sa ginagawa nito, patuloy lang ito sa walang humpay Niyang pag bayo hindi ko alam Kong ilang beses akong nanginig sa sarap. Sa laki ba Naman Ng pag-aari niya. "Ughhh I'm coming again" Ungol ko and for an instance, tumirik Ang mata ko sa sarap. Hinihingal kaming pareho, bagsak sa kama at bumabawi Ng lakas dahil sa matinding labanan. I crawled in the top of the bed Saka inihilig Ang sarili sa unan na naroroon. Ilang sandali pa'y gumapang Rin ito papunta sakin Saka ako'y niyakap. Kailangan Kong Gawin to at lunukin Ang delekadesa ko. Kung kasalanan man Ang ginagawa Kong ito handa akong matupok sa apoy Ng impyerno maligtas lang Ang buhay ko. "What is your name?" Napalunok Ako sa laway ko Saka huminga Ng malalim. Just for tonight, I hope someone will save me. "I'm A-a-shanti" Nauutal na sambit ko. I saw him getting up Saka kinuha Ang baso na may lamang alak, nilagok niya ito habang naka talikod sakin at naka harap sa glass window na Mula floor Hanggang ceiling. "P-please---" I swallowed the lump and cleared my throat again before I continued to talk. "Bid for me Mr. Billionaire"

Kyra Hopkins doesn’t believe in marriage and long term relationships. She co-manages her dream job with her two best friends Lily and Bipasha. With the two worried about her no-dating state, they hit a club with plans to GET KYRA LAID. In a White tiny dress they leave her in a bar nurturing a glass of water and pondering what exactly her newest client’s birthday party theme should be. Horses or cars. That’s what she voices out to the sinfully hot man who took the seat beside hers. And he’s got Kyra’s feet feeling like they were lit on fire. Worst of all, she got what it meant to have butterflies flutter in your stomach walls. Best of all, the man knows what she wants and he wants it too and more. Kyra got in for the ride of her life, planned for a weekend because remember? Kyra doesn’t do long term. But then, neither is Nicholai Damien Ivanov or Sin as he’s more popularly known as into long term relationships. One night stands or at a stretch a weekend fling. Why does the angel in white getting stuck in his head and refusing to leave? Why couldn’t his PI track her from the little information she dropped about herself. The questions haunted his nights and refused to leave until he caught sight of his Angel in a black dress on another man’s arm, then his sister hugged her referring to her as Kyra while his Angel introduced herself to him as April. Sin got his answer and meant to show her how much they weren’t over yet. In fact they hadn’t even begun. It was just the beginning of Nicholai Ivanov’s obsession with his one-night stand.

Being a sweet, gentle, obedient girl, and never voicing her thoughts is what Gretta Mikhaelovich has always done. Because of all her gentleness and how respectable she was in anyone's eyes, the nickname White Princess had been pinned on her. But bad luck befell her because of one careless night. She gave her virginity to a man she never expected. Behind the glitter of the city of New York, Gretta's twin—Gallena Mikhaelovich—is arranged to marry Nicholas de Sanctis. A Main Director of an airline company from Italy which is listed as the largest company in the World. He was a good man, generous and kind—at least in the eyes of everyone he forced them to see. But, Gretta knew better. Nicholas de Sanctis was a man who took advantage of her unconsciousness and then took her virginity Nicholas de Sanctis is nothing more than a ruthless mafia man, a demonic figure hiding behind his angelic handsome mask. His ruthlessness is as rugged as his inherent good looks and perfection. Gretta didn't like the guy, but that didn't stop her from always turning into glass grains when she was around him. Even though that man was her brother-in-law, and being one of the people she despised, other than her parents, Nicholas had always been by her side. Controls her after he finds out what side Gretta always hides behind everyone. Tell her they are the same. Loving his touch more than she realized. Controling her. Gretta may be the obedient White Princess on the outside, but she loves all the darkness that Nicholas introduces to her. After all, she tries not to fall for the guy. Because the lines of reality that are between them are so clear. Gretta wasn't going to let him ruin her life even more.

The Heart Beneath the Thorn — A Modern Beauty and the Beast Retelling 💔 In a glittering city of fortunes and façades, The Heart Beneath the Thorn reimagines Beauty and the Beast through the broken glass of betrayal, redemption, and forbidden love. Emilia Grace, a fierce yet quietly bruised soul, is just trying to survive. Between juggling hospital shifts, family debts, and the ghosts of her past, she’s never had the luxury of dreaming. But fate has a cruel sense of humor when she’s assigned to care for Max Carter—the cold-hearted billionaire who once made her school years a waking nightmare. Max was the golden boy with the cruel smirk—the privileged heir with everything, except peace. Years later, a tragic accident leaves him scarred, not just physically but emotionally. Isolated and emotionally exiled, Max is now a man haunted by his past choices and a legacy wrapped in barbed wire. When Emilia walks back into his life, she's no longer the girl he mocked—she's the woman who might just be his undoing. Forced into each other’s orbit, what begins as a war of words slowly melts into lingering stares, late-night confessions, and an unraveling of everything they thought they knew. Max, the beast of her memories, begins to reveal the tender man beneath the mask—a man who collects poetry he never shares, who builds gardens no one sees, and who might have always loved the girl he couldn’t protect. But trust doesn’t bloom easily in thorn-covered soil. And when old enemies, buried secrets, and a scandalous inheritance come to light, Emilia must decide: can she love the man who once broke her, now that he’s the only one trying to piece her back together? A tale of enemies-to-lovers, second chances.

Billionaire Adi Grenier has silently loved the girl since he was a young teenager. But due to the secrets that he had to burden in his early twenties, he never thought of pursuing her watching her from afar. And so he can only look on as she goes from a happy girl to a woman whose eyes only hold sadness. Now, he has finally settled all the matters that stopped him from pursuing her and so, he is going to cross every obstacle that stops him from getting her… But what he has not expected is that the person he has to fight is none other than the woman of his heart. Faith Heming is not going to risk her heart again.The walls around her heart are not going to be broken down. Not even by the one man who has always held her heart. Excerpt: Allie walked over to the couple, "You really are something, Faith. I need to know your secret.” Faith asked curiously, "Secret?” Allie sipped from her glass with a smile before she continued, "Hmm. You have three lovers. Your ex-husband still dotes on you and is ready to protect you. Your sugar baby is always following you around like a dog wagging its tail and Adi is not even ashamed of having you on his arm." Adi stiffened at the insult ready to defend her when Faith silently gestured to him and smiled lazily,"Why, it's the se* of course, Allie. You counted my ex-husband, my boy toy, my eye candy but I also have a female partner." As the woman frowned in horror, Adi Grenier could only sip his wine to stop his laughter from escaping… Finally, Allie stomped her foot and glared at Adi, "How can you even be with HER?"