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"Whether you like it or not! You need to abort the baby! I don't need your fucking mercy Iris! You don't have to project yourself as a victim!" Nanlilisik ang mga mata ni Lucas habang nakatitig sa akin. Gusto niya akong burahin sa kaniyang mga mata. Isang basura ang tingin niya sa'kin. Isang maruming asawa. "Pagkatapos mong makuha ang lahat? Ito ang gagawin mo? Ipapalaglag mo ang bata? Wala kang puso. Wala kang awa. Hayop." Hinampas ko si Lucas sa dibdib ng aking mga kamay. Galit ang nararamdaman ko sa kaniya. Niloko niya ako. Ginawa niya akong tanga. Pinaglaruan niya ang nararamdaman ko. Umiiyak lamang ako habang pinapalo ko siya sa dibdib. Gusto siyang saktan. Gusto ko siyang paluin ng mga kamay ko para magising siya sa katotohanan. Wala akong magawa kundi ang hampasin si Lucas sa dibdib habang umiiyak ako. Ang sakit-sakit ng ginawa niya. Isang bagay ang tingin niya sa'kin, na pagkatapos niyang gamitin at pagsawaan ay itapon na lamang. Walang halaga ang pagkababae ko para sa kaniya. Marahas niyang pinigilan ang mga kamay ko. Nangingilid lamang ang mga luha ko. Parang pinipiga ang puso ko nang mga sandaling ito. I thought he is my happily ever after? But I was wrong! The man I adored was hurted me. He broke my heart after all. "Stop being fool Iris. Nothing can blame but you. Dahil ginusto mo ang nangyari sa atin. Ikaw ang may kagustuhan ng lahat," Nanlaki ang mga mata ni Lucas sa akin dahil sa galit. Pagkamuhi ang nararamdaman ng puso niya para sa akin. Agad akong sinakal ni Lucas sa leeg. Napahawak ako sa braso niya. Nakatingala lamang ako sa kaniya, hindi makahinga. Pumapatak ang mga luha ko. "You need to abort the baby. You will do it to protect my identity Iris."

When her family loses everything, Leya Anderson is forced into a marriage with the most dangerous man in Rome—Harrison Blackwood, a ruthless mafia billionaire with no heart left to give. To him, she’s just another gold digger To her, he’s the monster who ruined her life. But one secret changes everything—Leya is carrying his child. Caught between Harrison’s thirst for revenge and the cruelty of his powerful family, Leya must fight to protect her baby… and herself. Can love grow in a marriage built on hate, or will two scarred hearts destroy each other forever? A forced marriage. A dangerous secret. Two scarred hearts destined to collide.

"I need an Alpha female, not a runt." With those cold words, Alpha Torin broke the mate bond and shattered Lyra’s heart. He expected her to break, to fade into the shadows of the pack. He was wrong. The pain of his rejection didn't destroy her—it unlocked something ancient. Lyra is no longer the weakling of the Silver Fang Pack. She is the Violet Wolf, a creature of celestial fury capable of leveling armies. Now, the tables have turned. Torin realizes his fatal mistake and will burn down the world to get her back. But when a brutal war leaves Lyra with no memory of his betrayal, Torin makes a dangerous choice: he lies. He claims her as his loving mate, stealing moments of stolen bliss and carnal passion while hiding the jagged scar of the silver arrow that proves his treachery. But the truth cannot remain buried when a new life begins to stir within her. Lyra is pregnant. But this is no ordinary pup. It is the World Ender—a child of prophecy that drains her life force with every heartbeat. To survive the pregnancy, Lyra must do the one thing she vowed never to do again: submit to Torin’s mark. With the Rogue King Malachi hunting them and a Demon Wolf rising from the void, Lyra must choose between her pride and her life. Can she forgive the Alpha who broke her? Or will the power of the Celestial Wolf destroy them all? Tropes: #RejectedMate #SecretBaby #Amnesia #Grovel #OPHeroine #DarkRomance

On Emily's birthday, her father, Mr. Albert, didn't celebrate with her and her mother. Instead he went to celebrate his ex-girlfriend's son's birthday. He bought expensive gifts for them, but her daughter got nothing but heartbreak. Emily was suffering from the worst brain tumor. She has been on drugs since she turned two. When Albert's ex-girlfriend showed up with a boy, he felt happy and proud to have a living child. Because to him, Emily is just a waste of space. A disturbance to his life and finances. Deep down, he wanted her to die quickly so he would stop spending his money on drugs. He accused his wife, Jennifer, of cheating on him. That his sperm can never produce a problem child—a living dead child. One fateful morning, a day Jennifer went to deliver a cake to the CEO of a bankrupting company. There, right in his office, she made a prediction that turned the man into a multibillionaire. "Marry me, Jennifer, and I will make you the richest woman in the world." The man said with one knee on the ground while presenting a diamond ring before her. "I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm married with a child, and I love my husband," she said and got home only to receive a divorce paper. "Sign this paper and leave with your sick daughter if you don't want me to marry a second wife." "Wow, you just made it easy for me. I don't even need you anymore." She signed it and left with reckless abandon. Will Albert regret his actions? Was he actually the father of his ex-girlfriend's son? Most importantly, will Emily survive? Join me and find out for yourself.

After I, Rosalie Ricci, was stood up 17 times, the mafia don, Daniel Marino, finally holds the perfect engagement banquet for me. In our second year together, we are ready to get married. But every single time, he has an excuse to hold our engagement off. He says he's busy with work, the timing isn't right yet, or that he isn't quite ready. I never blame him because I love him. I have loved him since our school days. In fact, I have loved him for seven whole years. This is the 18th time. I stand in the banquet hall wearing the gown he personally chose for me and watch as he slips the ring onto my finger. He kisses me with a passionate intensity he has never shown me before. At that moment, I believe that I have finally secured my perfect happiness after waiting seven long years. My happiness only lasts until the guests leave. As I step into the back garden, I see Daniel holding my twin sister, Leah Ricci, in his arms. He says in a hushed voice, "I announced my engagement to Rosalie 18 times. This time, you're finally back." That's when I realize that the engagement banquet that I have longed for is nothing more than a ploy by Daniel to draw Leah back to him. But when I decided to let them be together, Daniel panics.

It didn't end when my husband brought back his ex to our house and made it publicly known that he wanted to divorce me. It all ended when he refused to save our daughter who was dying. When I asked him for the divorce papers, he thought that it was just a joke and expected me to be at his door pleading after a few days, but the news spread fast about my new romance with a wealthy surgeon. He realized that he wasn't ready to lose me and that he's made a big mistake by trusting his ex, but it was too late! FILLED WITH REGRET AND PAIN, HER EX-HUSBAND SOUGHT FOR A WAY TO RUIN HER NEW RELATIONSHIP AND WIN HER BACK, WOULD SHE GIVE HIM A SECOND CHANCE IF HE SUCCEEDS?

BLURB He scarred me. Betrayed me. Took everything I had, the only thing I lived for. MY SON. I was his Luna, his mate, his wife and all for what? Because of an unplanned one night stand? Holding onto that, he tore my world apart. Divorcing me when his childhood sweetheart returned was something I could bear, but he crossed the line when he retracted the funds for our son’s treatment. Gave it to his mistress instead. My baby died because of him and he didn’t even care. They thought I’d break. They thought I’d disappear quietly. But I survived. Now, I’m back. Not as the fragile Luna he discarded, but as something far more dangerous. I’ve rebuilt myself, scar by scar. And I’ve come to collect every debt, starting with the blood of the man who destroyed me. He thinks I’m still the woman who wanted him to be there for our son. He’s about to meet the woman who’s here to end him and even worse, I'm now with a man. One willing to burn the world down for my sake. I was his Luna. Now, I’m his reckoning.

Triplets ang ipinagbubuntis ni Xandra sa isang billionaire na si Alexander Bautista. Isa ang natira sa kaniyang triplets dahil ang bunso ay namatay at ang pangalawa ay nasa kaniyang ex-husband. Makalipas ang limang taon nagkapalit ang dalawang kambal sa airport, si Xander na dapat kasama ni Xandra ay napunta sa kaniyang ex-husband at si Axel na dapat kasama ni Alexander ay napunta kay Xandra. Mapapansin kaya ng mga ito ang malaking pagkakaiba ng dalawa gayong nagkasundo ang mga ito na magpalit ng katauhan pansamantala.

Cinq ans après mon mariage avec Dante Moretti, le Don de la mafia de Paris, tout le monde savait qu'il m'aimait plus que sa propre vie. Il s'était fait tatouer un violon pour moi, juste à côté de son blason familial, un symbole de loyauté qui ne pouvait jamais être effacé. Jusqu'au jour où j'ai reçu la photo envoyée par sa maîtresse. Une serveuse de bar, nue, vautrée dans ses bras, la peau marquée de sombres ecchymoses laissées par un sexe brutal. Elle avait griffonné son prénom juste à côté du tatouage violon. Et mon mari l'avait laissée faire. « Dante dit que seul le fait d'être en moi lui permet encore de se sentir un homme. Tu n'arrives même plus à le faire bander, pas vrai, chère Alessia ? Peut-être qu'il est temps de t'effacer. » Je n'ai pas répondu. J'ai simplement passé un seul appel. « J'ai besoin d'une nouvelle identité et d'un billet d'avion pour partir. »

During a fight with my husband, he shoved me. My stomach bumped into the couch’s armrest. Just then, his childhood friend called him, sobbing. “Caleb, hurry, come to Cloudpeak Hotel and save me! My boss got me drunk, and now he’s forcing me to serve our client…” I nearly blacked out from the twisting pain in my stomach. I begged him to take me to the hospital. However, my husband said, “There’s a life at stake here! Can you not be so cruel?” He left, slamming the door behind him. I had no choice but to call for an ambulance. That night, he spent the night with his childhood friend, while I lay in the operating theater, undergoing emergency surgery. Good news, Caleb Gordon! You'd never have children again! Weren’t you glad? You deserved it!