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18+ Mature content; sex, strong language, violence and crime I was born a nymphomaniac, but that was only the first of my many life crises. In a quest for revenge against my childhood bullies, I got locked into an unhappy marriage, with an untamed brother-in-law. Rumors say he knows one thousand ways to disarm and pleasure a woman, and from the moment he laid eyes on me, I became his forbidden want. But scandals don’t stay buried, and my husband is the devil. The price of this betrayal is death. I must choose between my husband who owns my name, and his brother owns my body.

Everyone knows I'm Brooke River's bootlicker—I've stuck by her side for the past ten years. Now, she's getting engaged to someone else, and everyone's waiting to see me make a fool of myself. The problem is… I already got married three years ago.

There's this old saying that says, "A kiss is considered one of the most powerful medicines the world could offer." Many believe that even a single but simple kiss can brighten the dark, change sadness to happiness, cure all kinds of illnesses, and most importantly, it is free of charge. Unfortunately, all of them do not apply to me in any way. I believed that my kiss was cursed as it could darken the light, make everyone's mood terrible, and worsen all kinds of illnesses. The worst part of it is that I can't risk offering someone a single of my kisses. For you to have a quick tour of my terrible and unforgettable past, everything began the second my age has turned eighteen two years ago.

"Do you think I need you that much? I married you just because I wanted your blood," Kenny said as he put his signature on the divorce papers. "I don't need your money nor your house Mr Kenny," Natasha said as she tried to hide the emotions in her face. Kenny has no other way of protecting the person he loves the most other that divorcing her. Natasha, Kenny's girlfriend is poisoned and he needs to find an antidote before the poison starts to act up. Kenny has to marry Sophia the girl he hates so that he could get the antidote from a mysterious man. Will he able to save Natasha? Will they get back together? Will they be able to win against the forces that are trying to break them apart?

Isang simpling pamumuhay ang mayroon s'ya ngunit nagulo ang lahat ng biglang dumating sa buhay n'ya ang isang lalaki at sapilitan s'yang kinuha para dalhin sa bahay nito. Gusto n'yang tumanggi ngunit paano n'ya gagawin iyon kung nakakawala sa huwisyo ang kagwapohang taglay nito. Kaya n'ya kayang labanan ang taglay nitong karisma kung sa umpisa pa lang ay parang hinihigop na ng mga mata nito ang kan'yang buong kaluluwa? Paano kung sa pagsama n'ya rito ay may matutuklasan s'ya tungkol sa kan'yang pagkatao? Ano ang mestiryo na dala ng lalaki na kumuha sa kan'ya? Kakayanin n'ya kaya ang kan'yang matutuklasan?

My twin sister died in my arms with his name on her lips. Five years later, I wear red lipstick and heels to seduce the man who murdered her. ~ Five years ago, Anastasia’s world ended in gunfire and ash. Her entire family was slaughtered on her eighteenth birthday, by the man her twin sister loved. Left for dead, Anastasia was saved by a stranger. Broken, enraged, and alone, she was taken in by a woman who taught her how to disappear… and how to kill. Now, she’s Skye, trained to seduce, infiltrate, and destroy. Her mission is simple: get close to Nikolaus Volkov, close enough to break him. But killing him isn’t enough. She wants to make him suffer, to crave her, to need her. And when he’s completely at her mercy… she’ll rip him apart the way he tore her world to pieces. A kiss meant to disarm ignites something deadly, Desire. Obsession. Confusion. Nikolaus is not the cold-blooded monster she expected. He’s worse. And yet, with every stolen glance and kiss, Skye begins to slip. Revenge was the plan. Desire was never part of it. Now, she’s playing a game she might not win. Under Her Skirt: The Last Kiss is a dark, twisted mafia romance of seduction, revenge, and ruin, where every kiss could be a betrayal… and every heartbeat could be your last.

After being in love with Dylan for seven years, I planned to propose to him at his birthday party. But then I overheard him speaking to his friend in Italian: "You like Lydia? I'll give her to you. I'm tired of her anyway. Sarah is better—she's a dancer, young and sexy." He thought I couldn’t understand, but he didn’t know that I had learned Italian for him. I threw away the ring I had designed for him, tore apart the wedding suit I had sewn and left. Our friends were all speculating how long it would take before I came back. Dylan sneered with disdain, "She’s just an orphan with no family. Where could she go without me? Three days at most." But to his surprise, I never returned and found a new home.

Cristeph Tan is a nerd who classified herself as the campus 'invisible girl' because of her situation that nobody notices her even though she's already in front of them. Until one day, she found out that the campus heartthrob Joshua Tolentino can notice her all this time and the transferee who became a heartthrob himself-James Rivera fell in love with her. __________________ This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and events are fictitious, unless otherwise stated. Any, resemblance to real person, living or dead, or actual event is purely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, without the prior permission of the author. PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME! It Started with a First Kiss Written by: CrazyAssTofu

I, Cassandra Channing, don't stop my fiance, Hades Emerson, from rushing into the flames to save his non-biological niece, Olivia Emerson, this time. Instead, I watch as the fire swallows him whole. In my past life, a fire broke out at the hotel on our wedding day. Hades and I escaped in time, but Olivia was trapped inside. Seeing the flames grow bigger, I did everything I could to stop him from charging in to save her. When the fire was finally extinguished, Olivia was dead. Hades claimed he didn't blame me for the incident, and purchased diving tickets for me and our son on our third wedding anniversary. When we were 300 feet below sea level, he ripped out our oxygen tank and snarled, "You're the reason I couldn't save Olivia back then. Now, a life for a life." Crying, I begged him to understand that our son is innocent, but he swam away without looking back. In the end, my son and I suffocated to death. After dying, I learned that Hades had always been in love with Olivia. He hated me for stopping him from saving her. He blamed me for causing him to lose the love of his life. I am back on the day of the fire when I open my eyes again.

The moment I was born, I took her life. They called me a murderer. Marcus used to burn me with cigarette butts, and Dad would say it was my fate. “You’re a curse. If you had any conscience, you’d have gone to join Mom a long time ago to repay what you owe.” When Marcus was diagnosed with kidney failure, that same cold, distant father knelt in front of me. “Please… save him…” I put my hand on Dad’s shoulder. “Dad, I’ll do the surgery. But can you promise me one thing?” Dad performed the surgery himself. It was a success. He saved the son he loved most and took the life of the daughter he hated. But after I died, Dad turned himself in to the police, and Marcus lost his mind.