Novel & Cerita Here We Go Again On My Own

Get out of my house. I don't want to see you ever again slut! Those were the exact words he threw at my face. It had been a year now but I still couldn't forget him. My new born baby got his blue eyes. I just didn't know why he called me a slut. I should had been warned by his coldness towards me the week before we got divorce. I never saw it coming. He was David James Miller. Of course, he could always find another woman to replace me. He always had women on his beck and call before I got married to him. He was my first in everything. He was so happy when he learned that I was still a virgin. I waited for the right time and it was worth it, with him. He divorced me without

Anya's life has been filled with nothing but pain-from being forced into an abusive marriage to being used as payment for her husband's debt. When she's handed over to Kane Maxwell, a cold billionaire with a grudge, her past comes back to haunt her. Kane wants revenge on Anya for breaking his heart 7years ago, but as he spends time with Anya, he sees the truth behind her broken smile. Secrets come to light, and old feelings start to resurface. Anya must choose between trusting the man who planned to ruin her, or fighting to find her own way?

He thought she’d beg him to end their marriage contract. She didn’t. She signed the divorce papers, ready to exact revenge on the man who destroyed her family years ago. But the contract still binds her—she must work as his assistant. Forced into close proximity with her ex, she has one mission: vengeance. Yet every glance, every command, threatens to unravel her carefully laid plans. Can she succeed… without falling in love?

During the live boyband auditions, I won the popularity vote by a landslide and was given the position of the main singer. Another member of the boyband suddenly laughed as he patted me on the shoulder. "Jordan, I was the one who accompanied you to get stamina supplements after you overdid it in bed with your rich married lover. Now that we're in the same boyband, please look out for me!" Immediately, the phrase 'The Boyband's One-Minute Man' was seen everywhere online. Even our mentor chimed in, trying to get me kicked out of the band. I had no choice but to call my mother when I was unable to prove myself innocent. "Mom, I don't want to debut in a boyband anymore. Let me go solo and se

The day I'm promoted, my mother gets on her knees and begs me for a monthly allowance of 500 dollars to cover her living expenses. Yet I refuse without any hesitation. Left with no choice, she gets an influencer to put me on blast. "I only need 500 dollars a month. 50 packs of plain pasta can last me two months, and I can grow some vegetables to save on groceries. "I'll even split my high blood pressure pills in half to make them last. Please. I raised you. You can't just abandon me now that I'm old!" On camera, my expression remains cold as I shoot her down. "I've got money, but I'd rather spend that money on dog food than give it to you. And that's because you don't deserve a single ce

Daphne had always known that it’ll be hard to be in a relationship with Griffin Reyes,the future brother-in-law of her ex. She didn’t want to be connected to her ex in any way. But Griffin is madly attracted to her and she soon falls under his charms.She let herself believe that she has finally found the one until his first love returns and he ditches her without a second thought. When their past crosses again and she has someone else by her side now,it’s only then Griffin realizes that he doesn’t want her to be with anyone but him. Winning her back wouldn’t be as easy as he anticipated.

Alicia was once a woman who lived in the shadows—overweight, insecure, and hopelessly in love with Ford Collins, the cold and calculating billionaire who viewed her as nothing more than an obligation. Their marriage was a cruel twist of fate: a one-night mistake, a pregnancy, and a contract to protect Ford’s pristine reputation. For Ford, Alicia’s soft heart and imperfect body were a constant source of disdain. He mocked her, belittled her, and made it clear that she would never be enough—not for him, not for anyone. When Ford finally walked away to reunite with his glamorous ex-fiancée, Alicia was left broken and humiliated, carrying the scars of his rejection. But heartbreak has a way of

I've gotten bound to the exchange system three times in a row. In my previous lifetime, when Mom found out about it, she demanded that I swap my healthy body with Erica Jenkins, my disfigured younger sister. During my high school years, I threw myself into my studies while forced to endure the pressure caused by my partial blindness and my classmates' mockery. Even after I managed to become the top student of the state with my SAT scores, Mom forced me to swap my results with Erica. Some time later, Mom tricked me into exchanging my identity with a rich scion who had committed atrocious crimes. Because of that, I was imprisoned and later on, sentenced to death. Meanwhile, Mom and Erica

The young, handsome, and famous CEO is interested in having a mistress to fulfill his biological desires. One month of relationship becomes a long period of time because the man doesn't want to let go of his mistress. The man was already addicted to the body of his mistress. Maybe because of love or obsession, nothing is certain. Despite the fact that the mistress had a daughter, the man still wouldn't let her go.

I’d been dead a month before my family even noticed. It wasn’t concern that brought them to that realization. It was my silence after the so-called “dinner” with Adam Rossi, the infamous mafia boss. My father scoffed like always,“She probably shacked up with that bastard. Too busy spreading her legs to pick up the damn phone.” My sister texted me a photo of them smiling under the Christmas tree, ornaments twinkling like nothing was wrong. Bitch, she wrote. You better talk Mr. Rossi into working with Dad, or you might as well be dead already. And my mother—once the softer one—was now colder than the frost on their windows. “I told you, we should’ve sent Gia to charm Mr. Rossi. Serena always s