Luna Graced Chapter 7 Read Online Free

"Halo, mantan suami. Mengapa wajahmu tampak terkejut seperti itu?" Di pesta yang megah dan khusus orang terpandang, Cassandra Veronica membuat mantan suami dan keluarganya terkejut setengah mati! Siapa sangka, gadis yang dulu selalu dihina dan diabaikan itu adalah pewaris kekayaany yang tak habis 7 turunan?!

Sophia’s heart broke every time she saw her husband, Ethan, stealing glances at another woman, the same woman he insisted she donate blood to for the third time that week. Their five-year marriage felt like a lifetime of pain and betrayal. Sophia loved Ethan deeply, but he married her only to inherit his family’s multi-billion-dollar business. Once he gained control, he discarded her like she meant nothing. Despite years of humiliation, Sophia clung to hope that Ethan would someday love her. But when he repeatedly demanded her blood for his mistress’s health, her hope shattered. She endured the cruelty but not the betrayal, not having been cheated on and drained out of blood to the point of death. Sophia filed for divorce, which Ethan accepted without hesitation unaware she was pregnant from a reckless night she barely remembered. *** Left with no family, no money, and no future, Sophia nearly gave up until a mysterious stranger saved her. Years later, she returned with her child, Ethan’s spitting image. “Bro, your ex-wife is here. And that child looks just like you,” Ethan growled, “They’re mine. And I will fight for what belongs to me !”.

He was supposed to heal quietly… not fall for his savior. After barely surviving a bullet to the chest and the betrayal of the only person he thought loved him, Jeremiah wanted nothing more than to disappear and mend in silence and forget. But then Everett Blackthorne shows up. Sharp-eyed, too intense… and too interested. Unsettling Jeremiah in all the wrong ways and making him feel things he doesn’t understand and is too afraid to admit. When dark secrets start surfacing, their connection becomes dangerous, not just for their hearts, but for their lives. Jeremiah has already survived hell once. But this time, it’s not just his past chasing him. It’s something older. Something darker. And it won’t stop until it drags him back.

Della's dad was her best friend and her hero, until she decides to marry a man that does not meet his family standards in any way. With his marriage, career, and side hustle all being threatened at the same time, he makes a desperate attempt to "fix" the situation and he winds up opening a magical can of worms, that leads to secrets being revealed, and all kinds of magical mischief, and even a little naughty fun.

Nagkaroon ng malaking pagkakautang si Laica kay Hendrick Montañez nang ang binata ang gumawa ng paraan upang maisalba ang buhay ng kanyang nakababatang kapatid. Isang bagay iyon na wala siyang kaalam-alam. Ang tanging malinaw kay Laica ay ang pagkamuhing nadarama ni Hendrick para sa kanya dahil sa pag-aakalang mas pinili niya ang pera kaysa sa relasyon nilang dalawa. Lumipas ang maraming taon. Nang muling magkrus ang kanilang mga landas ay naniningil na ang binata sa malaking halagang nagastos nito para sa kapatid niya. But how can she ever pay him if what he wants is for her to... marry him? Would she agree knowing that what he's offering is nothing but a contract marriage? That she needs to be his wife just for business purposes? Or she would take his offer, not only to pay her debt, but because deep inside, she's hoping that he loves her still? "Magiging asawa lang kita sa papel, Laica. We'll stay married 'til I get the company. Once it's done, we'll have an annulment. Don't worry 'cause it would be easy since I don't have any plan to consume our marriage..."

Mature Content||R-18 Giovanni Del Ville tasted success at a very young age. By the time he turned 40, he has everything a man that could ever want in his life. A successful business, a vast property. When he meet this young girl at the club. He want to save that young girl. He want to cage her in his arms. In short he want that young girl, he want to claim her as his. Ruwy Villamor ay isang strip dancer, sa club na pinagtratrabahuan niya ay kailangan na matibay ang sikmura. Lalo na't may mga customer na sadyang malikot lang talaga ang mga kamay. Pero mayroong isang lalaking namumukod-tangi. Isang lalaki na naiiba sa lahat. Bigla ay bumilis ang tibok ng kanyang puso sa di niya malamang kadahilanan. Pag-ibig nga ba ang nararamdaman niya para sa lalaki? O baka pagnanasa lamang. Paano kung isa gabi ay magawa nilang dalawa ang isang bagay na di naman dapat? They had sex all night. Pinagsawa nilang dalawa ang kanilang sarili sa pag-angkin nang bawat isa. Paano kung iiwan ni Ruwy, si Giovanni ng umagang iyon? May pag-asa pa kayang magkita silang dalawa? May pag-asa pa kayang maulit ang isang THE LUSTFUL NIGHT?

Mariecris Bayubay, isang probinsyanang naging biktima ng karahasan sa syudad. Namuhay sa apat na sulok ng madilim na silid. Walang karamay. Walang masasandalan. Nag-iisa. Walang kamag-anak. Wasak. Bigo. Nabuhay sa takot at pagpapakamatay. Halos mawala siya sa sariling katinuan hanggang sa mapadpad siya sa puder ng isang napakayamang lalaki at magaling na psychiatrist na nagngangalang Seven Castillion, isang binatang bigo sa pag-ibig dahil ang unang babaeng minahal niya ay siya na ngayong asawa ng kanyang nakakatandang kapatid. Nagparaya siya kahit sobrang sakit na pakawalan ito. Hinding hindi na niya nakikita ang sariling magmamahal ulit dahil kahit na may sarili ng pamilya ang babaeng unang minahal ay hindi pa rin siya nawawalan ng pag-asa. Ang binata ang nagbihis at nag-alaga kay Mariecris sa mga panahong gusto na niyang sumuko. Dahil sa kabutihan nito ay hindi niya namalayang nahuhulog na siya, pero anong mapapala ng pagmamahal niya para dito kung may ibang tinitibok ang puso nito? Siya nga ba ang unang babaeng babali sa tadhana ng mga Castillion? Siya nga ba ang unang babaeng magsasabing hindi totoo ang paniniwala ng mga ito na kung sino ang unang minahal ay siya ang huli? O dahil sa pag-ibig niya sa binata ay mas lalo siyang mawawasak at muling nanaisin na mamatay nalang?

with one last look at the mansion, I turned around and walked away leaving everything behind. My life, my husband, my title as the Luna and everything i have ever worked for because my alpha husband decided to bring his ex girlfriend back into our lives and he threw me out. But what he didn't know was that, I was carrying his baby but that secret will follow me to the grave, he does not deserve to know anything about them but what is more interesting? Nicholas, the richest and the most ruthless alpha comes crawling back when he finds out that his triplets were already being fathered by another ruthless alpha. Update: twice every day.

In my tenth year of marriage, my old childhood friend, Joshua Sears, posts a photo on social media. Both Joshua and my wife, Sabrina Lawson, are hugging his son, Andy Sears, and my daughter, Tiana Jenkins, in it. The four of them look very close to each other. The caption accompanying the post says, "Blessed to have the perfect son and daughter." I leave a comment below the post, saying, "Looking good together." A few seconds later, the post is deleted. The next morning, Sabrina rushes home and yells at me. "Ashton Jenkins! Joshua was finally feeling better for once. Why did you have to trigger him again?" Tiana shoves me hard and snaps in an accusatory tone, "It's all your fault that Andy's crying now!" I take out a copy of the divorce agreement and slam it down before them. "Yes, it's all my fault. That's why I'm stepping out of the picture now. Then, the four of you can form the wholesome family you've always wanted."

My African American Mom married a rich Japanese man. As I moved the skeleton of my new bed next to the window, I felt a gaze focused on me. Outside my window, was the house next door. The house shape was similar to ours, so it also had a window facing mine at the same level. Standing there on the other side was a skinny Japanese boy. As soon as I laid eyes on him, he stiffened, then shyly smiled and waved. His hair was all over the place, seeing him in his tanktop I thought to myself that he must've just rolled out of bed. But wasn't it the afternoon already? The boy says something but of course I can't hear him with my window closed so I slide it open. "Eto....hi." He tried in English. If someone were to tell me later I'd come to care about him deeply, I'd find that hard to believe. For as long as I could remember I've always felt empty. And that emptiness, I hid on instinct.