Loud Cloud Mha

“Stop the wedding,” Revan’s voice boomed across the garden. It was loud and clear that it made everyone freeze. Citrine smiled and slowly let go of Gael’s arm, perplexing every guest. “Citrine, babe, w-what are you doing?” he stuttered. He was about to grab her hand when the sex video of him and Citrine’s half-sister began to play. Embarrassed by his cheating ass, he quickly left the venue along with Trisha. “Now, sorry about that father; can we continue the ceremony?” Citrine asks politely as if nothing has happened. “But the groo—” “I am here,” Revan said as he approached Citrine. *** Citrine Lustrio is the illegitimate daughter of a business tycoon; she grew up being mistreated and neglected by her family, and to make matters worse, she discovered her fiancé cheating on her with her half-sister. Determined to break free from her messed-up life and exact revenge, she struck a deal with Revan, the CEO of Soldevilla Group—the man who had betrayed and broken her heart six years ago.

Elyse Anne Villasis living on her own and want a simple and peaceful life. She just wanted to finish her course in college as an interior design student. But she can't hide the truth that she is the illegitimate child of the Governor who abandoned her and her mother a long time ago. On their trip to a museum, there is a strange lady who gave her a painting. When she got home and check it, it was a painting of a handsome guy wearing Korean traditional clothes. But Elyse feels something strange while staring at the painting of the guy especially in his eyes, it seems that it is real. That night, Elyse heard footsteps and she guessed that it was a thief but when she checks her place, no one was in there. The next night, Elyse decided to pretend asleep and set a trap in her place to catch the thief but when she was about to catch it, she noticed that the guy is missing in the painting. Then, she heard a loud noise of cooking ware in the kitchen, and what she found out to make her jaw dropped. The guy in the painting looking at her in shock with a slice of bread in his mouth.

Synopsis "How old are you?" The stranger asked, my face turned as red as a tomato and I swallowed. "Uhm old enough." I forced a smile, my heart was beating so hard that I could hear it loud in my ears. "Good." He closed the gap between us and kissed me. In that beautiful moment, I forgot completely about my suicide mission. ^^^^^^^ Rose just finished high school and the weight of the world was kept on her shoulders, he abusive father died and left a lot of unpaid debts for her to settle, her mum admitted in the hospital and diagnosed with cancer. She fell into depression and needed a way out. She felt the way out was to commit suicide after fulfilling her wildest fantasy of sleeping with a stranger before she dies. After the wonderful night with the stranger she decided to fall from the hotel balcony and end it but that stranger stopped her. Clifford, the famous billionaire wanted a surrogate to give him an heir but complications arose when his wife who couldn't give him a child found out that he had an affair with, Rose, the surrogate.

No one thought that just one night could change anyone’s life. But for Alyssa, all it took was an encounter and a fight with a stranger. She found herself marrying the richest man, the Ceo of the biggest company, Andrew Michael Ford. The contract was about her marrying Andrew and he will give her 2 billion. Now after a month of marriage, he wanted a baby too. Many secrets were revealed and one after another many problems were faced by them. ............ A loud scraping of chair stopped him as the next second someone sat beside me. I looked to see Andrew in a suit with his hair gelled back. Now, from where did he come? Dropped from the sky or what. How come he always ends up meeting me everywhere. "Hi, babe." My eyes widened as Liam looked at me questioningly. "Who is he?" Andrew asked and I don't know what to say, I was too shocked. "Umm...Andrew this is my best friend, Liam, and Liam he is...uh, a friend." I said awkwardly.

Jesse sets the flowers down on the dining table, plucking the card off the little holder to read out the contents. “Dearest Jesse, just wanted you to know that I'm thinking about you. I hope you're thinking about me too. Love--" He pauses and squints before cocking an eyebrow and pursing his lips turning to face his brother. "Wal, why is the boss of your little boy band gang professing his love to his son’s babysitter?" Wallace drops the noodles on the floor with a loud curse as he burns his hand. ************* Jesse offers to be a babysitter to a kid he hasn’t even met until he realizes he’s babysitting a mafia’s kid. The same mafia he had a one night run in with. Infuriated, he tries to back out since he has been trying his hardest to avoid the criminal life for a long time despite being born into it, but a cute kid and an infuriating Mafia Lord keeps pulling him deeper into the mix.

While visiting a property development with my fiancé to buy our first home, I ran into a two-faced real estate agent.   She showered my fiancé with compliments, praising him for being young and successful enough to afford a Rolls-Royce.   Then, she suggested I was a fake socialite with a knockoff designer bag, implying that I was just using my charms to snag a free house.   When she found out the property was meant to be a marital home, her voice grew loud enough for everyone nearby to hear.   “I just think the sugar daddy who bought you those two properties last time treated you pretty well!” “Oh, wait. Miss Gwen, don’t you have several sugar daddies? Do they all know about each other?”   I chuckled. What she didn’t know was that my “sugar daddies” were my godfathers and I really was a socialite.   The kicker, though, was that my so-called wealthy fiancé wasn’t rich at all. In fact, he was just a scholarship student I had been financially supporting!

"Before you walk away, Aurora, just tell me how loud do you think you'll scream when I fuck you?" Aiden says. "I know you want to, so don't pretend or play stupid. Infact I'll give you the money you want but you have to marry me and give me an heir." **** Aiden King is cruel, cold, and heartless. A devil in a designer suit. People call him every evil thing imaginable . To the world, he’s a monster without feelings, but to me, he’s the man who once saved my life. He's my best friend's brother who I've been hopelessly in love with since I was in highschool but he made his feelings for me quite clear when he embarrassed me after I told him how I felt. Now I don't have a choice but to go back to the first man who broke my heart and ask him for help but his help comes with a price. The question is will this story end in heartbreak or happily ever after?

“Strip.” He ordered simply, his eyes boring tentatively, “I'll not give you the liberty of picking up your clothes if you will not do as you're told.” “You married me to get revenge on me!” I spat, angrily. “You are not supposed to have any carnal knowledge of me, I won't let it happen.” He smiled. The same smile that cuts across his lips yet doesn't reach his face. “You want me to have sex with you?” “Isn't that what you mean by stripping?” I asked, confusion boldly written on my face. A loud, dry mocking laugh from him almost made me wish for death. “No wife.” He whispered, standing up from the bed towards me. “I don't want to see any of my properties on you in my house, I want you tattered and extremely void, I want to see what you will do when you're all bare before me.” I stumbled backwards at the hatred in his voice. “I want to see you at your lowest, Now strip!”

He smelled like danger. He looked like power. He made Ari's instincts scream one thing—run. But it was already too late. Ari just wanted a normal college life. For a timid bunny hybrid who startles at loud sounds and avoids eye contact like it’s a sport, "normal" means flying under the radar, keeping his ears tucked under hoodies, and staying far away from alphas who smell like trouble. But trouble finds him anyway—in the form of Thorn, a tiger-panther hybrid with a stare sharp enough to slice, and an aura so intense it shuts Ari's brain off completely. Thorn doesn’t ask. He doesn’t beg. He claims. And from the moment he catches Ari’s scent, he decides one thing: Mine. Now Ari’s peaceful life is spiraling into something else. Something darker. Something hungrier. Thorn is everywhere—on campus, in his dreams, always one step away from baring his fangs. But there’s something worse than being hunted by a predator. Wanting one.

BLURB Loud cheers and applause rang on the air. Agnes smiled widely and hugged her husband’s arm in joy. It was their wedding day, and she was so happy that she can barely contain it. Perhaps it was the feeling called above the clouds? She looked up, wanting to see the happiness in her husband’s, Leon, eyes. He was also smiling, but what contained his eyes and barely obvious intent hidden behind his smile made Agnes shudder as fear slowly showed its way inside her whole body. Her smile faded. Her husband was smiling. He was smiling with joy, not because he was happy with the wedding- he was smiling like a beast who has their prey on his foot- [CLANG!] Before Agnes knew it, the shouts of happiness were replaced by cries of despair. The claps and applause was replaced by hurtful sounds of slaps. The colorful, bright and joyous venue was replaced by dark, damp and scary room. Agnes just saw her pathetic self on the corner of that room; she was still and was looking at nowhere. She remained motionless, but in her mind, she was trembling in fear and helplessly crying in despair; “Please help me out from here!”