Kakashi's Son

On the day our son, Lucas Smith, turned one month old, my husband, Xavier Smith, learned that his precious childhood sweetheart, Wendy Xander, had been kidnapped. The kidnappers made an outrageous demand. They wanted him to personally cut off our son’s legs. He acted indifferent, as if it didn’t matter. But behind my back, he drugged my drink with a heavy dose of sleeping pills. Dazed and barely able to stay awake, I forced myself toward the nursery. That was when I overheard his conversation with his bodyguard. “Mr. Smith, there’s a good chance Miss Xander staged this whole kidnapping. Are you really going to do this? What if something happens to Lucas?” “It’s just a kid. If he dies, he dies. “Even if this is all fake, I won’t take a single risk when it comes to Wendy.” My hands trembled as I gripped the doorframe. So this was what I meant to him. Eight years together. His own flesh and blood. And none of it mattered more than Wendy.

Adele has been married for 10 years, being a full-time, dutiful wife and mother who sacrified her life and career for her family. But in return, their 7-year- old son, Ethan, suddenly began to despise her. “You make me sick, I wish Aunt Julia was my mother. I'm embarrassed to call you my mother, bitch!” Ethan barked. Adele was humiliated, shamed, and dragged by the public and Julia, who stole her design, yet her husband, Ryan, bowed to them and apologized. “I'm sorry, my wife has been stressed lately. Being a full-time housewife, she has no idea what the world is like. Please don't hold her accountable for this.” He turned to Julia, “Can you forgive her for crashing your daughter's birthday? I'm sure she didn't mean to. I agree, she's mentally unstable.” Adele was left reeling from heartbreak after heartbreak. She had never imagined that one day both her husband and son would choose someone else over her. Tired of trying to mend a broken relationship, she calmly finalized the divorce and even gave up custody of her son, but would Ryan let her enjoy freedom and peace, just like that? Adele soon found out that divorcing a prominent CEO who has so much power and influence than she was made aware, was no joke. God on her side, she got into a marriage contract with a bigger monster. But this monster and his 7-year-old daughter worshipped the ground she walked on. Adele rose from ashes: a net worth of over a 100 billion, one of the most influential women in the country, and a happy wife and stepmother. And now, her ex-husband and son wants her back and would do anything! But come on, the ship has sailed! However, it seems there are secrets to unravel...

I was blind This is my fault, isn't it? The man I loved, and I thought he was going to protect me all my life is the one who sold me off to an unknown man. I spent a night with that man. I wanted to kill myself and end my misery. But the man I spent a night with stopped me. He made me an offer: he would give me my sight back, in return, I had to become his woman. In the moment of despair, I choose survival over everything else. After my sight was restored, I did what I thought was justice- I shot my vile ex-boyfriend. I spared his life, but only so he would live with the consequences of his betrayal. Then I ran. I couldn't be anyone's woman. But even as I escaped, one name lingered in my mind, Zac Bratva. I could never forget him. How could I? He was the father of my son. "It's been five years, huh! You think you can escape me." I was startled, hearing the familiar voice before looking around. "I don't know what you are saying, sir. I don't know you," I stammered, fear tightening around my throat. "Seems like I have to help you to recall!" He said, his voice sharp. But before I could react, he pressed his gun against my head and said, "I am Zac Bratva, the godfather," he growled, "Yet you are brave enough to play with me. Now, Get inside the car, Woman!" "Godfather! What?!" My head erupted.

My husband had lost interest in me for many years. My son's classmate taught me how to flirt with my husband. However, when he was doing so, he placed a hand on my butt and said, "Open up, Mrs. Jackson!"

WARNING!! MATURED CONTENT [SPG-R18] Allyza Vien Guevarra a soft hearted and a brave woman who married the first heir of Madrigal's. She secretly inlove with Hanzo "Ace" Madrigal back then in high school, kaya siya pumayag na magpakasal dahil nadin sa kagustuhan niyang mas mapalapit pa sa binata. Kahit nasasaktan at inaabuso na ng asawa ay mas pinili niya paring maging manhid at mag bulag-bulagan sa ginagawa nito sa kaniya. Iniisip niyang magbabago ang asawa at matutunan din siya nitong mahalin. Hanzo "Ace" Madrigal, Mafia Boss and the first heir of Madrigal's. He's cold as ice, ruthless like devil. He just wanted to fulfill his father's will to be married with someone he didn't like in the first place. He was inlove on his childhood friend Sofia and he will do everything for her. But after their one night together, everything was change.

My son has an aortic dissection and needs surgery. My husband is a cardiac expert, but I don't bother calling him. Instead, I take a cab straight to the hospital. In my past life, upon begging my husband, he came home with the ambulance to pick our son up. He also arranged for our son to be admitted. But because he forgot to bring his phone, his childhood sweetheart died of a heart attack when she couldn't reach him. He went missing for three months and suddenly returned one day, looking perfectly normal. He even volunteered to prepare the meal on our son's birthday. It turned out he only wanted to poison the food. He strangled me and cut my neck open. "You forced me to come home to pick our son up. Ciara wouldnt' have died if I'd answered her call that day. You and your son are murderers—you have to pay with your lives!" When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the day my son has an aortic dissection. This time, my husband manages to answer his childhood sweetheart's phone. But why is he on his knees before me and begging for forgiveness?

My daughter-in-law cheated on my son behind his back, and I caught her. When I confronted her, she turned the tables on me, accusing me instead. I told my son everything exactly as it happened, but she broke down crying and accused me of bullying her. "Ever since I married into the Simmons family, you've never been happy with me," she sobbed. "If I’d known you’d slander me like this, I would’ve been better off dead!" She attempted to hurt herself to prove her innocence, but my son stopped her. "Mom, how could you accuse my wife like that? You're my own mother, but this is too much!" he shouted. Furious, he moved out with her. Later, I fell gravely ill and begged my son to come see me one last time. When he finally arrived, he brought her with him. To my horror, they removed my oxygen tube. As I struggled to breathe, I heard her smug voice whisper in my ear: "Old hag, if it weren't for you accusing me of cheating, Herman and I wouldn’t have gotten your inheritance so quickly!" She laughed coldly. "Oh, and next time you accuse someone, make sure you have evidence. Did you really think your word alone could ruin me?" I died choking on my final breath. Afterward, they lived happily, spending my money without a care in the world. But then, I woke up. It was the day I caught her cheating again. This time, I went straight to work. I replaced the lubricant at home with industrial-strength glue. She wanted proof? Fine. I’d give her proof.

Julia is brokenhearted after being abandoned by her husband for another woman. This leads her into a steamy one-night stand with a mysteriously gorgeous stranger who takes her breath away. Just when she thinks she’s left that wild night behind, he turns out to be her son’s best friend. Michael wants her—and will stop at nothing to make her his. And just when she finally gives in to Michael’s persistent temptation, Gilbert, her husband, returns, demanding his wife back. Julia decides to keep her dangerous affair a secret from her family. To make matters worse, she discovers that she and her daughter, Olivia, are in love with the same man. Julia tries to break things off to protect her relationship with her daughter. But Michael makes it clear that she’s the one he wants, and he’s ready to move heaven and earth to be with her. He chooses to fight for her—and for their unconventional love—until the very end. Their forbidden secret affair brings nothing but trouble. Will Julia choose her family and career over her second chance at love—or will she risk losing it all? His jaw tensed. “I wish I could control what you’re doing to me. I wish I had a stop button inside my head—just so I could wake up for even one day without thinking about you. But I can’t.” “I’m married, Michael.” He took my hand. “I don’t see any ring on your finger. If I were your husband, Julia,” he breathed with longing, “I’d never be away from you.”

WARNING ⚠️ SOME SCENES CONTAINS WORDS THAT IS NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS..!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ...!!! Dala ng matinding bugso ng damdamin sa pagdadalaga Amber Rizalyn Joy got pregnant at the age of seventeen, without knowing who is the man she slept with on that night. Paano kung isang araw ay makakaharap niya ang lalaking kamukhang-kamukha ng kan'yang anak? Would it be possible that the man in front of her is the father of her son? Paano kung bigla na lang itong sumulpot sa kan'yang harapan kasama ang kanilang anak at yayain s'yang magpapakasal? Kaya n'ya bang tanggihan ang alok nito sa kabila ng nasaksihan n'yang pagmamakaawa ng kan'yang anak sa ama nito na pakasalan s'ya at buoin ang kanilang pamilya. Ano ang naghihintay na buhay sa kanilang mag-ina sa piling ng isang mafia? Magiging reyna kaya s'ya sa puso ng lalaki o magiging asawa lang dahil sa anak nila? Paano kung isang pagsubok ang dumating sa kanilang pagsasama? Pagsubok na s'yang sisira sa tiwala nila sa isat-isa kasama na ang kanilang pagsasama bilang mag-asawa. Mananaig kaya ang nabuong pagmamahalan laban sa tiwala na nasira at nawasak?

I’d just wrapped up a short trip with my daughter, Elara. On the way back, I figured I’d swing by the Hale, our family’s casino, to check in on my son, Cassian. Maybe grab dinner together. I didn’t expect to be mistaken for his latest fling. Correction: not mistaken—accused. Violently. “You think you can just waltz in here like some queen?” she hissed. “I’m the woman Cassian loves! What kind of whore are you? And is this your bastard daughter with him?” She locked us in the basement. No phone. No light. Just concrete walls and the stench of mildew and madness. Then came the fists. She slapped me across the face—again and again—until my skin stung and my ears rang. When that didn’t satisfy her, she pulled a gun and aimed low. The bullet tore through my knee. I bit back a scream, shielding Elara with my body. “You need to die, whore,” she spat. One of her men hesitated, “We should at least tell Mr. Hale first. If we are going to kill these two in his casino.” Lila of course said no. But that man brought Cassian anyway. My son stepped into this dark little room like it was any other Tuesday—until he saw me. His whole body went still. The blood drained from his face. And then, in the smallest, most broken voice I’d ever heard from him, he whispered, “Mom? What are you doing in my basement?”