How To Beg In A Romantic Way

Blindfolded and placed on his knees, August takes every pierced inch of the stranger's cock down his throat while his rough hands gripped his hair as cum spills hot inside him, marking him, owning him—another hook up at the club that leaves him sore, broken, and craving more. Accidentally, he gets a job as a live-in housekeeper in a glass house downtown, just a day after that hook-up. He encounters the hot, right-handed man Levi, whom he can't seem to resist. In the house, everything feels strange, as if eyes are watching and walls are listening. A stalker starts sexting him, and he plays along with them. Unknown to him, the house is always watching. Slowly, he started having nightmares, seeing things of his past again, a part he thought he had buried. The house was jogging his memories. He sees a piece of his past in the house, a piece that belonged to his supposedly dead best friend, making him start asking questions about the actual owner of the house. August is trapped with, the anonymous Sexter that doesn't stop making endless demands, Levi the sexy hot assistant, the flashbacks with the Stranger from the club, and an idea that his supposedly dead friend, might not be dead. This is a raw, unapologetically addictive dark erotica, where the only way out is deeper in.

My mother-in-law gets into an accident and is taken to the emergency room. I call my attorney husband, but he only answers after over 20 missed calls. "What are you on about this time? Gigi has a bit of a problem, and I'm helping her. Stop being unreasonable." I suppress my grievance and say, "Mom's gotten into an accident. Transfer 100 thousand dollars to me." However, he believes Gigi Norris' lies and snarls, "What does your mother getting into an accident have to do with me? Don't even think of getting money from me to provide for your family. Now, leave me alone. I'm busy!" He hangs up, and my mother-in-law dies. Three days later, I see my husband in court. Gigi has been taken to court for driving under the influence, and he's there to defend her. He speaks eloquently and manages to get her off based on a lack of evidence. I lose hope in him and ask him for a divorce once the court is out of session. That's when he panics. "Think about how well my mother treats you! You'll break her heart by divorcing me!" I sneer. I throw the hospital bill and death certificate in his face. The idiot doesn't even know he no longer has a mother!

Fernando is the scion of the Quinn family, one of the wealthiest families in the capital. He should be living in the prime of his life, surrounded by honor and luxury. But three years ago, he was expelled from the Quinn family-the tendons in his hands and feet were mercilessly cut off. Michael, Joyce's father, took pity on him and helped him, even getting his daughter married to Fernando. From then on, all members of the Nagel family regarded Fernando as a failed man, someone unworthy of standing by Joyce's side. They kept trying to convince her to divorce him. However, little did they know... the man they despised was actually one of the richest men in the country. What will happen when the truth is finally revealed?

I used to be that girl in the mafia—envied, untouchable. Orlando Leone, the big bad Don everyone feared, had eyes only for me. I took a bullet for him. After that? People whispered I couldn't have kids. He tried to shut them up by knocking me up—ninety-nine tries. Try number ten? His shiny new secretary texted, all confused over a decimal. He bailed on me. By thirty, she crashed his sports car while shopping. Claimed she couldn't park. I was left freezing in a bathtub. He said he loved me, but when it counted, he always picked the girl who played dumb and helpless. That's when it hit me—his love was never really mine. And by the time I disappeared for real, he lost his mind looking. Too bad. Me and that promise? Already buried at sea.

Logan Yusuf had the worst day of his life—he lost his job and caught his boyfriend cheating on him, all on the same day. But when he takes in a stray dog and wakes up the next morning to a handsome stranger on his bed, he doesn't realise his life had taken an entirely different turn.

Namaku Claretta Elvina, mahasiswa semester akhir di Kota Banjarbaru. Tak pernah terbayang olehku, mendapatkan pengalaman aneh setelah selesai mengikuti kegiatan Kuliah Kerja Nyata (KKN) di Pulau Laut. Dalam perjalanan pulang ke Banjarbaru, aku tersesat di sebuah kota yang tak kasat mata, tapi kota itu diyakini keberadaannya oleh masyarakat sekitar. Di sana, aku ditolong oleh seorang dokter muda yang tampan bernama Ansel. Di satu sisi, aku sangat merindukan keluargaku dan Nathan, sahabat baikku.Namun di sisi lain, aku tak rela berpisah dengan pria yang telah berhasil mencuri hatiku. Saat perasaan hatiku sedang terombang-ambing, mendadak aku kembali ke Banjarbaru, kembali lagi ke kehidupanku yang sebelumnya. Apa yang harus kulakukan? Haruskah aku kembali mencari dan memecahkan misteri kota yang hilang itu demi bertemu kembali dengan cinta sejatiku? Atau haruskah aku melanjutkan hidupku dan melupakan Ansel untuk selamanya?

Willingly dying at the hands of his only teacher to repay all his debt, Hubert simultaneously plans his reincarnation and finds himself in the body of an 'evil' cultivator named wanted by one of the three strongest power of the Douluo Continent— Spirit Hall. But hope isn't lost. His trait from his previous life never left his side and now he will make missions in the Douluo Continent and live another life, this time, a life not owed to anybody.

I opened my eyes to a sharp sting in my arm. Pushing up my sleeve, I froze. A dense line of jagged letters had been carved into the skin of my right forearm: [This house has monsters! Every time I'm killed, I'm thrown into a loop and lose all my memories. With each death, I mark my hand.] Beneath the warning, three crooked tally marks were etched deep into my arm.

Panaginip ay isa lamang panaginip sa nakararami subalit kung ang panaginip mo ay pilit kang ginugulo sa realidad dapat ka bang mabahala? kiligin o matakot? Francheska Romero, ang babaeng pilit kalimutan ang nangyari sa panaginip nya pero hindi makalimutan kahit ang maliit na scenario at patuloy na ginugulo ng isang hindi kilalang lalaki. Gusto kitang tanungin kung ano ang ginagawa mo sa panaginip ko bakit mo ko patuloy na inililigtas. Kilala nga ba kita talaga? o gumagawa lang ng mga mukha ang isip ko? o di kaya'y sadyang patay ka na, Sebastian?

A joyful princess will always be the definition of her life. But at the back of all those thoughts is her painful goings and sacrifices. She may be treated and called as a ‘princess' because of her wealthiness, Chiana Afria Baliarza could never call herself as one of those. Many guys would chase her all the time but that one guy can’t give some space in her heart. He could be called as one of the ‘kings of wealthiness’ but he will be the reason why she suffered. That gun would always be the sign why she traumatised in front of him and had nowhere to hide. When that bullet blew up in front of her eyes and didn’t know where it could hit her body. The only thing she knew was her heart, is it really the bullet who hurt and pained her so hard? Or is it him? Zyaire Ace Sanz will always be the sign of her pained love.