Honey For Him

"Get this woman out of here; I don't want to see her face ever again!" With those words, the warmth I once saw in my husband's eyes has gone. ***** Faking her death, Clara decided to escape her city while pregnant. She chooses to leave everything about her billionaire husband, James Morgan, behind after realizing that the man she thought would eventually love her was only growing to hate her even more. But, what if fate reunites them again? Clara with her new successful life and James with his ex-lover who is now his wife. Strangely, seeing Clara with another man sparked jealousy he never knew he had, and James wanted her back. But will Clara be willing to return to his arms after all the pain he gave? And after being faced with the option to choose James' brother instead?

Nadine is one of those smart innocent girls that is so naive, the word sex is like a bad word to her. Meeting Chase was never on her to-do list, but if it was she would've done it long ago. Chase is part of the mafia and has this soft spot for Nadine and her innocence. He wanted her to be his and he always gets what he wants.

Zoya, a beautiful girl is married her teacher Advik, when a man named Chaitanya started to threat her and about to marry her. Even though it was an accidental marriage, the couple trying best to go on well. But Chaitanya is not ready to give up on her. Will love blooms between Zoya and Advik?

"I'll give you a choice, Kara! Be mine, or you will die? Kara, choose wisely."- Brandon Acosta Nagiging mabait si Brandon, kapag lumalabas ang alter ego niya na si Grand. He was diagnosed with DID or split personality. Simple lang ang buhay na mayroon si Kara, pero ang tahimik niyang buhay ay nagulo nang ginawa siyang pambayad utang nang kinilala niyang ama sa isang notorious na syndicate group. Sa takot na masaktan ang pamilya niya ay pumayag siya. Takot siya sa lider ng grupo dahil wala itong awa at kung tumitig ay parang gusto siya nitong patayin. Paano kung matuklasan niya ang iniingatan nitong sekreto? She was given a choice, isang choice na pwedeng makapagpabago ng kanyang buhay. Ano ang pipiliin niya? Ang makasama ito o ang mamatay.

#คะนิ้ง ความบริสุทธิ์ที่หวงแหนวันนี้เธอกลับพลาดท่าให้กับใครก็ไม่รู้ เขาคิดว่าเงินซื้อได้ทุกอย่างแม้กระทั่งความบริสุทธิ์ เป็นความคิดที่น่ารังเกียจ มันคือความผิดพลาดที่ยากจะลืม แต่เมื่อเวลาผ่านไปเรื่องเลวร้ายที่เคยเกิดขึ้นก็เลือนลางหายจากความทรงจำ เธอจำไม่ได้แล้วว่าหน้าตาไอ้โรคจิตนั่นเป็นยังไง แต่โชคชตาก็ได้เล่นตลกโดยการทำให้เธอกลับมาเจอกับเขาอีกครั้ง….ผู้ชายคนแรกที่ไม่เต็มใจให้เป็น “จะ..จะ...จะ...ทำอะไร” “จำไม่ได้...?” “นะ..หนู...หนู เคยเจอพี่หรอคะ” “หึ!! จำผัวตัวเองไม่ได้เหรอหื้ม ลืมง่ายจัง” เธอสะตั้นกับคำนั้นไปชั่วขณะ ผะ…ผัว ผัวงั้นหรอ เหตุการณ์เมื่อหลายเดือนก่อนมันเริ่มผุดเข้ามาในหัวอีกครั้ง เรื่องย่อ #คลิส หนุ่มมาเฟียเจ้าสำราญ เพราะเคยถูกผู้หญิงที่ชอบปฏิเสธจึงไม่คิดจะจริงจังกับใครอีก เขาใช้ชีวิตอย่างคาสโนว่าที่เปลี่ยนผู้หญิงขึ้นเตียงไปวันๆ และไม่เคยมีสักครั้งที่จะถูกใจหรืออยากผูกมัดผู้หญิงคนไหนเอาไว้ เพราะเขาคือเสือที่ไม่เคยปราณีเหยื่อ จนกระทั่งความคิดนั้นเปลี่ยนไปเมื่อได้เจอผู้หญิงที่ถูกใจ แววตาของเธอมันเหมือนแววตาของผู้หญิงคนหนึ่งที่เคยปฏิเสธความรักจากเขา ต่างกันแค่ใบหน้า แววตาคู่นั้นทำหัวใจที่เคยด้านชาของเขากลับมามีความรู้สึกอีกครั้ง หลังจากจบเรื่องที่ขมขื่นเธอก็จากไปโดยไม่เอ่ยลา ทิ้งไว้แค่บัตรนักศึกษาที่บังเอิญทำหล่นเอาไว้ นั่นคือจุดเริ่มต้นของการตามหาตัวเพื่อจะพาเธอกลับมารับข้อเสนอที่คนเจ้าเล่ห์อย่างเขาต้องการจะผูกมัด คือความต้องการ ความโหยหาและความบริสุทธิ์…

Warning: This novel has mature content meant for adults who likes smut, raw and unfiltered words. if you're a lover of romance, forbidden love and dark secrets this is for you. ******* "Brother, I'm pregnant with our child" "Get rid of it it would be too shameful for people to hear, how could you not know contraceptive? what a shame " The man said coldly as he stormed out of the room leaving behind the stunned Clarissa.

During the holiday break, my wife, Jayda Glover—the hospital's star surgeon and Chief of Cardiac Surgery—suddenly "had to work overtime." Our third-anniversary hot springs trip? Canceled. That night, I was scrolling social media when a post from her intern, Dillon Tripp, popped up. My ice-queen wife always said her "golden hands" were only for patients. Apparently, they cook now too. She was in a cartoon apron, calmly chopping vegetables. The caption read: [Thank you, Dr. Glover, for personally cooking to comfort me after I was bullied by a patient's family!] I tapped like and left a comment. [White coat to apron. Very domestic.] Ten minutes later, the whole hospital knew Cardiac Surgery's untouchable beauty had broken her rule—just to cook for a younger guy. Jayda called. Dishes clattered in the background. "You really had to embarrass me in public? He got hot water thrown on him by a patient's family today. I was just doing my duty as his mentor! "A pampered professor's kid like you wouldn't know the first thing about how hard broke med students have it. "Apologize to Dillon right now. Otherwise, no matter how much you beg later, I'm not going on that trip with you!" Beg her? I looked at the divorce papers that had just arrived on the coffee table and let out a quiet laugh. I wasn't begging anymore. From this moment on, we were strangers.

I am the long-lost true heir of the Kensington family. In just the second month after reconciling with the Kensington family, I solved a technical problem that the Kensington Corp's Military Research Institute had failed to crack for five whole years. Yet, my adoptive brother, Sean Kensington, the fake heir, exchanged my patent bonus worth millions for a 20-percent-off coupon for a cup of latte. I went to my older sister, Sonya, the CEO, but she simply waved her hand dismissively, completely unconcerned. "Enough, Wesley. Sean just did it for your own good. If you're holding onto that much money, what if some organization set their eyes on you? This way, your safety is protected. "Besides, you've only come to the city not long ago. I doubt you've ever had something like a latte before. Take it as a chance to experience it. I'll even give you another ten dollars. You can buy yourself another cup." I looked at the condescension in her eyes, planning to send the recording to our parents. Yet, I saw on their social media that they had just bought a seaside mansion and a luxury car as a celebration gift for Sean's achievements. Then, I glanced at the coupon they had just sent me. [You did help Sean after all. Your father and I bought you a cake as a reward. Go pick it up yourself.] I checked the price. After discount, it was a mere 13 bucks. They had to be kidding me. I directly dialed the number of Kensington Corp's rival company, Jet Group. "I think the exclusive patent for this new missile should be yours. From now on, all my research results will only be shared with Jet Group."

Estelle’s life was once a fairy tale, filled with love and promise. However, tragedy struck on the day of their wedding. Estelle’s father and Cristofer’s parents were involved in a car accident that took their lives instantly. The loss was devastating for Cristofer, causing him to sink into deep sorrow and anger towards Estelle. One tragedy comes after another, and she finds herself battling cancer, heartbreak, and deceit. In a world where all seems lost, Estelle must dig deep to find the strength to fight for what she loves most. **** Cristofer’s magnetic yet cold voice wrenched her mind back to reality, “Sign the divorce paper now!” Estelle laid down her legs, sat up, and asked, “Did you drink?” “It’s none of your business.” “Drinking is bad for your stomach.” “I need to drink so that I won’t feel disgusted when having sex with you.” “You couldn’t wait to divorce me?” Her voice sounded weak. She turned her back on him as the smoke nearly smothered her, and she started coughing again. “You know that, don’t you?” Cristofer deliberately breathed out a stream of smoke in her direction and felt inexplicably pleased to see her coughing and trembling.

The love that I knew wasn't like the ones written in a book. It wasn't beautiful and magical. It doesn't bring butterflies in my stomach and it doesn't make me feel special. It doesn't feel like home, I do not feel secure. It does not make me feel safe and worthy. The love that I experience doesn't feel like love. I'm not really sure if it is love because it made me doubt, insecure and made me feel unloved. And all I experienced was pain. No it was torture. To see him love someone else when all I could do is to love him and let him love her. Now I don't know if I could ever love someone else, after him.