Novel & Cerita Glasses Stories

Raising stories of households that have long-distance relationships even though they are legal. Arsya is pursuing his master's degree in Jogjakarta, while Anjani is pursuing her thesis in Jakarta. The giving of trust makes them believe in the integrity of their household even though the distance stretches. However, it turns out that there are still pebbles trying to shake up the household. It is not easy for them to face household problems. Nisya, the daughter of the owner of the boarding house occupied by Arsya, accuses Arsya of raping her, and forces Arsya to marry her. Anjani, knowing the news, immediately went to the city of Jogjakarta and proved to everyone that Nisya's accusation was not true.

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The notorious Alpha is riding on me, his hardness pressed against my valley. With a pained look, he questions why I don't accept him. If you'd told me a week ago that I'd be mated to Alvar, I'd have spat at you. I'll think you are crazy. Now, it seems like I'm the one losing my mind. Alvar Gonzales, at his 28, is still unmarried. The Council is so anxious about it. As the Alpha of the world's largest pack, he desperately needs an heir. However, when Alvarfinally finding his mate—a wolfless slave—she's more focused on plotting her escape than embracing her fate. Rylee Green is sold by her father to Alvar, the most infamous Alpha. Rumors say he changes sex slaves every night and kills them if he’s not satisfied. Terrified to avoid a grisly end, Rylee tries her best to please the man. She plans her escape, only to find that running away only makes things worse. --- I'm new here and diving headfirst into writing the stories that pop into my head. I'm giving it my all to update daily, so if you're enjoying my work, I'd really appreciate it if you could leave a comment. Your feedback means the world to me and helps others discover my stories too. Plus, I’m always open to suggestions to improve. Thanks so much for your support!

“Fuuuck—ahh!” I gasped, my voice cracking. “That’s it,” he groaned, one hand gripping my hip hard enough to bruise. “Tight little pussy taking my cock so greedily. You were made for this, weren’t you?” *** On campus, she is that timid nerd nobody notices, Oversized hoodies, black-rimmed glasses, quiet enough to fade into the background. Even when facing the notoriously strict Professor Elliott, she would only lower her head, and mutter incorrect phrases. But at night, she became the most intoxicating dancer in the club. She wrapped herself around the pole, bent low, whining her hips, each movement drove men below into a frenzy. Bills were stuffed into the strap around her thigh, eyes couldn’t help but notice her. To cover her mother’s medical bills and to escape poverty, she takes a private party offering an equally obscene payout. The light swept across his face— *** “Don't fight it. I am going to pay you ten times what they pay you here for the rest of the night,” he said with a low voice “If you let me fuck you.” Ten times. *** She knew it was wrong. This was her professor. Her best friend's uncle. The man whose house she’d visited years ago when they were trying to get into UAC. She wasn’t going to do this, never, besides, money couldn't buy her dignity, or could it?

I blinked behind my glasses, stunned and confused. "Did I...do something wrong? If so, I'm sorry..." "No need to apologize," Helen cut in, frost edging her cultured voice. "You've done nothing wrong, Tristan. Except be complacent." I frowned, feeling cold dread creeping through my veins. "What do you mean?" Vivian released a short, harsh sigh, as if disgusted by my ignorance. "Must we spell it out? This marriage clearly isn't working anymore. You lack ambition. I've simply outgrown you at this point. I'm doing what's necessary and best for myself by letting you go." Her icy words slammed into me like a physical attack. I stared at her lovely face I had once adored so much, now cold and remote, trying to make sense of what she was saying. Letting me go? Was she saying... Linda held out a crisp legal envelope to me. Hands shaking, I accepted it from her polished nails. The contents confirmed my worst fears - divorce papers, all drawn up and ready for my signature. My eyes scanned the conditions outlined within. The terms were heavily skewed in Vivian's favor. "This...says I would get nothing," I murmured in stunned disbelief. "No alimony, no remaining rights to shared assets or property..." "Naturally," Linda replied coolly, inspecting her manicure. "You contributed absolutely nothing of value to this marriage financially. Therefore, you should leave with what you brought to it - nothing."

I wheel myself into the birthday celebration that Wales Price has thrown for me. The atmosphere is originally lively, but a brief silence descends when everyone sees me. The guests are there for different purposes, but celebrating my birthday is not one of them. "Is that Mr. Price's crippled fiancée, Joey Hertza?" "Yeah, but the one he really loves is Anna Giovanni. I saw them kissing in a corner earlier." They use their wine glasses to block their mouths as they speak loudly. They think I'm still the crippled deaf I used to be. They don't know that I regained my hearing last week. I can hear every mocking comment they make. Meanwhile, Wales stands there and allows it to happen. He doesn't stop the guests from talking about me. He seems to have forgotten that I only ended up like this while protecting him. I shoved him away when the accident happened and got trapped underneath the car myself. When I was rescued, Wales swore to stay with me and care for me for life. It's only been three short years since then, but he's already changed. I receive a message on my phone. "Ms. Hertza, the lifelike corpse that you've ordered is now complete. Reply to this message with your confirmation, and your death-faking service will be immediately effective. We will send the corpse to your and Mr. Price's wedding in five days." I don't even hesitate as I reply with my confirmation. Enjoy your wedding, Wales.

Vespera gave up everything for Randell Sterling. She buried her brilliance, hid her beauty behind thick frames and baggy clothes, and played the role of the obedient, invisible housewife. She thought her devotion would eventually melt the ice in his eyes. She was wrong. For five years, she was nothing more than a glorified nanny to their son and a convenient ornament for his public image. But the illusion of her marriage shatters the day she walks into Randell’s office to surprise him—only to find him with his "executive assistant," Caroline. The betrayal cuts deep, but the fatal blow comes from her own flesh and blood. When Vespera reaches for her five-year-old son, the boy she nearly died birthing pushes her away and runs into the mistress’s arms. "I don't want you! I want Mommy Caroline!" Broken, discarded, and replaced, Vespera signs the divorce papers and vanishes. Three years later, the tech world is on its knees for a ghost known only as 'V'—the elusive director of a multi-billion dollar startup. Randell Sterling is desperate to acquire V’s technology to save his empire. He arranges a meeting, expecting a socially awkward nerd. Instead, he walks into a boardroom and faces a woman who stops his heart. The glasses are gone. The timid girl is dead. In her place stands a stunning, ruthless queen with a new man by her side—Randell’s sworn business rival. "Hello, Mr. Sterling," Vespera smirks, clicking a pen that could cost more than his car. "Price just went up. Double."

"You need to stop looking at me when we are in public, Connor." "I cannot do that, Megan, because my job is to make everyone in this room believe I am obsessed with you." "You are touching me too much." "I am barely touching you, but if you want me to pull you closer and show them what we do behind closed doors, you only have to ask." I spent my college career hiding behind oversized clothing while keeping a pathetic crush on Caleb Mercer. I thought he cared about me, but I was entirely wrong. I overheard him bragging to his friends about how he planned to secretly record us in his bedroom and use the video to blackmail me. I refused to be a victim anymore. I bought a completely new wardrobe, threw away my glasses, and walked back onto campus ready to confront him. Before Caleb could bully me again, Connor Blake intervened. Connor is the intimidating captain of the ice hockey team and Caleb's biggest rival. He kissed me in front of everyone and claimed I was his girlfriend. Connor needs a fake relationship to silence the rumors threatening his professional draft prospects. I need his protection to stop the relentless harassment. The rules we established were simple, but we are already breaking them. He is supposed to be faking his possessive behavior, but his hands linger far too long on my waist. I am supposed to be using him for safety, but I am developing real feelings for the man protecting me.

Athena Ramirez The job is exactly what she want. she knows she can do it well. Athena was excited about the job opportunity until the woman at the agency says there’s no point applying since, the essential but unspoken qualifications are being either married, or middle-aged, and I’m neither. Apparently, Eros Ramazzotti the CEO is a workaholic who’s sick of having his young secretaries fall in love with him and lose concentration on their job. Turns out unattractiveness is considered a bonus since he didn’t want to be distracted either. But she did not giving up that easily. The job was her only hope and escape and so Athena convinced the agency to send her for the interview. She ditched her cosmetics, invested in a cheap wedding ring, put on some dowdy clothes. For good measure, she added a pair of ugly glasses, pulled her hair into an unflattering bun, and voila. Married and unattractive. Yeah, she got the job, Oh, and guess what? She finally understoodwhy the other secretaries couldn’t concentrate on this job. Eros Ramazzotti is the hottest CEO alive, which makes it impossible to work for him but her desperate financial crisis made her swallow any desire she has for him... The life of her little nephew is in her hands and it's her responsibility to take good care of him and secure his future and this new job of hers settles all her debt and allows her to send her little nephew abroad to school. So what she needs is the job and not the attraction..