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Lendon Martin was a renowned Duke of England. It said that he would lead world politics and business in the future. Everything was served to him on a silver platter, and his noble status was feared by many. His ruthless and cold temperament made everyone shivered, yet a dark secret lies on his deceiving look. For many years he suffered a series of attacks, and his body has been deteriorating. Kendra stumbled on his way, and he treated her like his possession. He gave passion yet caged her. One full moon night changed their lives together. “What is that smell?” The man suddenly got close to Kendra’s neck and whispered. He smelt Kendra’s body carefully. He had never smelt this fragrance before. It was not like the smell of rose or lily, but he was attracted. Who was this girl? How did she dare to come here on a full moon night? Wasn’t she afraid of death? The man stared at Kendra and wondered. Kendra moved back in horror, but the man kept coming to her. “Who are you? What are you doing here?” The man's voice came again. When the man opened his mouth to speak, Kendra thought he wanted to eat her alive. “Don’t come here! I…I just happened to come across.” she hurriedly retorted. “What a coincidence!” The man sneered. The next moment, the man rushed to Kendra and pushed her down.

En mi vida anterior, el día que mi hermana Elsa y yo asistimos a la ceremonia de apareamiento, le salvé la vida a un príncipe de la Sangre que estaba en la ruina: Sebastián de Montoya. Para pagarme el favor, en cuanto regresó a su clan, Sebastián anunció frente a todos que yo sería su esposa. Un año después, traje al mundo a un heredero de sangre pura, el único capaz de reclamar todo el linaje. Ese día, loco de felicidad durante su coronación, selló un pacto de sangre conmigo. Me nombró su reina y su compañera eterna. Desde ese momento, todos los clanes tuvieron que arrodillarse ante mí. Elsa, en cambio, prefirió casarse con el Alfa de una manada de lobos y terminó siendo una más del montón, la amante más insignificante de todas. La envidia la volvió loca: durante un ritual de luna llena, me empujó al abismo, dejándome morir destrozada en la oscuridad. Cuando volví a abrir los ojos, me encontré de nuevo en el día del rito. Vi a Elsa correr desesperada hacia donde el príncipe estaba por caer, y ahí lo entendí todo: ella también había renacido. Pobre Elsa... no sabía en lo que se metió. Ser la prometida del príncipe es la parte fácil. El verdadero reto era ganarse su corazón... y sobrevivir para darle un hijo de su propia sangre.

Brittany is just looking for a sperm donor. 'Yung kayang mag bigay sa kanya ng isang maganda lahi. But, everything was messed up when her boss Jonathan Montejo offered his own sperm. A never-ending journey of a woman. Who was craving for a child and ended up. Pursuing love she's not prepared for.

I start dating Samuel Nelson, who's known for being a playboy. Everyone thinks I'm hopelessly in love with him. When he skips class to fight, I take notes for him. When he flirts with others, I cover for him. I spent three years as the pushover who grovels at his feet. I pour my heart and soul into helping him get into a top college, but just before the semester starts, he dumps me. He says haughtily, "I know you've liked me for a long time, but you always have your head buried in books. Compared to Anna, you're far too dull and uptight. "Let's break up. I want to be with Anna instead." Everyone waits to see me have an emotional meltdown. However, I simply check the 50 million that has been transferred to my bank account and reply earnestly, "Sure. I wish you two the best." No one knows that I only devoted myself fully to being Samuel's girlfriend because his mother offered me far too much money to refuse. Now that I have the money, even if he didn't dump me, I would've dumped him myself.

In the world of high-stakes tech, Theodore Zayne Vidalle Montenegro is a god. He is cold, calculated, and lives by a strict code of honor. He doesn't do distractions, and he certainly doesn't do love. Coleen Alexandra Enriquez is the only one who can handle his moods. As his secretary, she knows his coffee preference, his darkest secrets, and the exact way his jaw tightens when he's angry. She's been the silent shadow behind his success for years. But when a corporate scandal threatens the Montenegro legacy, Theodore proposes a deal that isn't in her job description: A temporary marriage to save the family name. In this game of power, honor is everything. But when the lines between professional and personal blur, will Coleen survive the fire of being Mrs. Montenegro?

Cuando mi cuñada Marina volvió a tener una crisis, supe que otra vez me esperaba el divorcio. Cerré los ojos y pensé: “Esta vez, ya es la novena.” Adrián se frotó las sienes y, con un tono de culpa, dijo: —Isabela, la muerte de mi hermano mayor fue demasiado repentina. Dejó a ella con el bebé en su vientre. No puedo desentenderme de ellos. Tranquila, en cuanto nazca el niño nos volveremos a casar de inmediato. ¡Esta vez no habrá más separaciones! Guardé silencio. Al fin y al cabo, esa promesa ya la había escuchado ocho veces. La primera vez que nos divorciamos fue porque mi cuñada se derrumbó tras la muerte inesperada de mi hermano mayor. Ella estaba embarazada, y Adrián me pidió el divorcio con la idea de volver a casarnos cuando lograra tranquilizarla. Durante nueve meses nos separamos y reconciliamos ocho veces. Todos se burlaban de mí llamándome “la mujer de los ocho divorcios”. Incluso yo lo encontraba absurdo. Tomé el acta de divorcio recién impresa y, al verlo, el funcionario a un lado me preguntó en voz baja: —¿Cuándo volverán a casarse la próxima vez? Respondí con frialdad: —No habrá una próxima.

Shen Xinyi a girl who lived for two lives and died two times once again come back to her previous first life where she was once humiliated even as An Empress her children dead and her sacrifices were given a tribute of a white linen cloth at the end of her life Now that she is back with her modern life memories what will she do to pay back ?

After eating a poisonous, hallucination-inducing mushroom, I genuinely thought I’d woken up inside a spicy erotica novel. I was the heroine—a live-in housekeeper working for a rich heir, the kind of impossibly handsome, impossibly wealthy man who only exists in fiction. When I opened my eyes and saw him standing there, I felt… oddly disappointed. I muttered under my breath, “Only six guys? What, do I need to take Sundays off?” The heir let out a short, disbelieving laugh. A slow, dangerous one. “If I’d known you were this bold,” he said, “I wouldn’t have bothered being gentle.” The moment the hallucination faded, I grabbed his sleeve and practically burst into tears. “Honey, I’m sorry. I swear I didn’t mean any of that.” He loosened his tie with maddening calm and murmured, “Relax. No one here takes Sundays off. And if you’re that eager to follow the plot of your little erotica novel… we can start right now.”

“And down here, there's no one to stop me," he purred, taking another reckless step toward me.Then his lips were on mine. They crashed to me like waves on the beach, and I lapped him up hungrily."I'm sorry," I breathed hoarsely.And then I ran.***Genevieve worked her entire life to get the position she holds now–head of security for the Duchess of Reyna. She wanted to leave a life of poverty behind her, and she did. The Duchess is set to be married off to a playboy prince and Genevieve must accompany her to the new country. What she never expected was to like the prince. She doesn’t want to betray her country, her duchess, or herself, but she can’t help it. When Genevieve uncovers a plot against Prince Rowan, she knows she has to act. She must decide if her loyalty to her country is worth more than the love she has for a prince she just met. Prince Rowan’s Treasonous Love is created by Amelie Bergen, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

—Ay papi, ya no sigas, me voy a venir… En el auditorio, la multitud era un caos absoluto. Aproveché el tumulto para empujar a propósito a la chica que tenía delante de mí. Traía una faldita de colegiala bastante sexy. Sin pensarlo dos veces, se la levanté para repegarme contra sus nalgotas. Lo que me mataba era que su ropa interior era delgadísima. Sentir ese trasero tan rico y jugoso hizo que perdiera la razón. Y lo más increíble de todo fue que ella parecía estar disfrutando el repegón.