Lies My Father Told Me Mga Nobela at Kwento

It all started with one encounter. One night with a man whose touch felt like sin and whose scent still haunts my skin. I never meant to fall — but when I caught my boyfriend, the Alpha’s son, cheating on me, something inside me broke. And that’s when he found me — a stranger cloaked in dominance and danger. His hands promised ruin, his lips whispered damnation. I gave in. Just once. Or so I thought. Now, I’ve been hired as the Alpha’s new secretary. And when I walked into his office, the world stopped. Because he’s not a stranger. He’s him. The man from that night. The man I should have never touched. The father of my ex. I tell myself I can resist him — that I can keep my secret buried. But every time his gaze lingers, every time that deep, commanding voice wraps around my name, my resolve burns away. This isn’t love. It's an obsession. Possession. Darkness disguised as desire. And I know one thing for sure — once an Alpha sets his eyes on you… He never lets go.

Maya Thompson married sweet, stable Tyler after a whirlwind Atlanta romance. But everything changed when she met his father, Richard — a commanding 52-year-old with piercing ice-blue eyes and salt-and-pepper hair. The instant attraction was electric and forbidden. What starts as secret fantasy ignites at the family lake house. When Tyler leaves for fishing, Richard claims Maya on the kitchen counter, stretching her with his thick white cock and making her moan “Daddy.” Addicted to his dominance, Maya dives into risky encounters: boat fucks, breeding sessions in Tyler’s bed, anal training, and public teasing. As guilt clashes with unbearable pleasure and Tyler grows suspicious, Maya must choose — her safe marriage or total surrender to her husband’s blue-eyed father-in-law.

On the surface, I live a simple, uncomplicated life: I have an ambitious fiance, a good job, and friends but no one knows about the hidden beast inside me: the sickening pleasures I crave, the twisted desires I can't resist, the sex games I play. My vanilla fiancé can't satisfy these twisted desires inside me so I roam the streets at night as a dominatrix looking for obedient partners to dominate! One night at a sex club, I met the perfect sub: an older silver-fox gentleman who turns my world upside down! Little do I know...he is my fiancé's father and a respected chief of neurosurgery. Unlike my fiancé, my father-in-law can scratch all of my demented itches. Powerful in real life but totally submissive in bed, he is the ultimate sissy for me! Slowly, our games devolve into sickening, life-ruining, dark obsession. As our world collides, so does my perfectly-polished cover identity: this "good girl" is going bad.....

"You and your baby are mine. Don't even think of running away." Renata Neroni was never meant to lose control, especially not on a night that would change her life forever. Raised in a powerful and respected family, she had always lived under rules, expectations, and the constant weight of her father’s reputation. After discovering her boyfriend’s infidelity, Renata turned to alcohol to numb the pain. That night, she made a mistake with a stranger whose face she barely remembered by morning. She never imagined that the stranger was Domenico Veronesi, the most feared and dangerous man alive. Three weeks later, her world shattered once again when she discovered she was pregnant. She had no name to blame, no face to confront, and no way to undo what had happened. Before she could decide what to do, her stepsister exposed her secret to the family. Furious and obsessed with preserving his honor, her father arranged her marriage to Giovanni, a man old enough to be her father. But fate had other plans. On the very day of her wedding, when all hope seemed lost, the stranger from that night appeared. In front of everyone, he stopped the ceremony and took her away, revealing a truth far more dangerous than she had imagined. Domenico Veronesi was not an ordinary man. He had become a mafia boss at just fourteen, after his father was killed in a brutal war between rival families. Forced to grow up in blood and violence, he built an empire feared by all. His name alone was enough to make powerful men kneel. Until he met Renata. She was never supposed to matter to him. Yet she became the one thing he could not forget, and the one person he refused to lose.

One devastating night ripped my world apart. My half-sister betrayed me and got pregnant with my boyfriend. Humiliated, furious, and desperate for revenge, I stepped into a pulsing party just to feel something—anything other than pain. Then I saw him. Dominic Hale. Not just Ryan’s father… but a man who didn’t belong in a room like that. Cold. Untouchable. The kind of man people lowered their voices around without knowing why. He didn’t look at me like I was fragile. He looked at me like I was a problem he shouldn’t want. Logic screamed run. But rage and something darker pushed me into his orbit. One heated glance. One slow, filthy dance. One night that was supposed to be just revenge. But stolen moments turned into obsession. His touch became my addiction. Secrets exploded. Families shattered. Scandal consumed us. He broke my heart, so I broke every fucking rule. And fell for the one man I should never want —his father.

She died fat, broken, and unloved, but she came back ready to burn it all down. Catherine Vale has one memory seared into her soul from her past life: the feeling of her mother-in-law's hands draining the life from her body while her new husband pretended not to hear her screams. Reborn on her wedding day, Catherine knows that marrying Anderson Vale means death. So she does the unthinkable, she runs from the altar in her wedding dress and boards the honeymoon jet alone. Her destination is Las Vegas and her plan is to get drunk and forget everything. What she gets instead is waking up married to Davis McFanger, the most powerful hybrid alive and her runaway groom's father. Davis doesn't believe in coincidences, and he's convinced Catherine is another trap sent by his manipulative ex-wife to destroy him. But the mating bond doesn't lie, and neither does the heat that forces them together night after night, even when he can barely look at her come morning. Catherine is hiding secrets even she doesn't understand. The pills she's been taking for seven years to keep her stable might be poison designed to suppress her powers. Her so-called mental illness might be a lie fed to her by the same people who killed her and the power trying to claw its way out of her skin, burning her from the inside out might be exactly what they murdered her to steal. As her phoenix abilities violently awaken, Catherine faces an impossible choice: trust the cold, ruthless man who claims her desperately in the dark but refuses to acknowledge her in the light, or face her killers alone and risk dying a third time.

A Golden Cage. A Secret Predator. An Unyielding Obsession. My family sold me as collateral to a monster, but the man who dismantled my hell was a coffee-brewing widower with a trillion-dollar secret. To Manhattan’s elite, I, Claire Desmond, am nothing more than a flawed asset—ready to be liquidated to save my family’s throne from bankruptcy. Jake Floyd, the arrogant billionaire holding my father’s debt, wants me as a submissive trophy in his golden cage. Amidst the desperation and the betrayal of my own flesh and blood, my only sanctuary is the warm embrace of Gareth Hamilton—a single father and SoHo cafe owner who looks at me as if I’m the only woman left on earth. But Gareth is more than just the scent of espresso and the denim jacket he lent me on a stormy night. Beneath his deadly calm, he is a cold-blooded apex predator capable of erasing my enemies with a single snap of his fingers. He quietly hacked his way into my life, bought out my family’s debt, and built an impenetrable fortress around me—all without letting me see the chains he was forging. When the lies about his true identity unravel and the ghosts of his dark past come seeking vengeance, I’m forced to face a reality that shatters my sanity. Is the man who claimed me with an intoxicating kiss the home I’ve been searching for... or just a new master, far more dangerous than the devil I left behind?

Phoebe has always been the quiet good girl who followed the rules. Until one night she poured every filthy fantasy she had about the school’s golden boy, Conrad, into a handwritten letter. That letter was never meant to be read by anyone. But it fell into the hands of the one person who should never have seen it—Seth Astor. Her new stepbrother. Now Seth holds her most dangerous secret, and he’s not giving it back. Not unless Phoebe agrees to become his personal assistant for two months. Total obedience. No questions. No escape. What starts as blackmail slowly turns into something far more dangerous—forbidden desire, burning tension, and a game neither of them can stop playing.

"I love you, Swara. I promise that I'll never let a single drop of tear come out of your eyes," he said while holding her hands. "I don't believe in promises anymore. Promises are lies," she said while jerking her hands back. ♡♡♡ Swara Gadodia, a simple and shy girl who chooses to be silent most of the time because of reasons known only to her. Having grown up with a non-loving stepmother, who hates her, Swara longs for love, always. Enters her life, Sanskar Maheswari, a rude and arrogant man who has no room for love in his life. In fact, he doesn't even believe in the concept of love. Both are completely different from each other, but as they, opposite attracts. Destiny plays its own game, and both are tangled in the web of love. But life is not so easy. Something tragic happens, which is to test their bond. Will their love pass the test? Or, will it crumble down? Will they be able to fulfil the promises they made to each other? ♡♡♡ He is the sun while she is the moon. He is as raging as fire while she is as calm as water. Will these two opposites ever fall in love?

By the time I got home from my business trip, it was already past midnight—and my husband wasn't there. A woman's blouse lay on the sofa. It wasn't mine. I called him. He said he was working late at the office. I didn't bother with pretense. "Whose blouse is on the sofa?" His tone was light and casual. "Who else would it be? It's obviously a gift for you. Try it on." Suspicious, I picked it up and held it against myself. The blouse was clearly one size too small. "Honey, this is a size S. I always wear M." My husband owns a clothing company. He handles all my clothes. He's even used my measurements to design women's wear. There's no way he doesn't know my size. On the phone, he froze for half a second, then spoke as if piecing something together. "This is a new women's line I'm launching. I ordered custom pieces for you and my sister. I must've grabbed the wrong one. I'll switch it tomorrow." A moment later, his voice softened with exhaustion. "Babe, you've been gone for days. Without you, I feel so tired… I miss you so much…" It was already late into the night. Hearing him sound vulnerable—something he rarely did—made my chest tighten. I blamed myself for overthinking. But the moment I hung up, realization struck. His sister has the same build as me. She always wears size M.