Marinette's Diary

HEIR-that is the only thing that Elijah Theodore Martinez, thirty, needs. An heir who can secure all the wealth of his wealthy family. But the problem is that the heir is the only thing he wants, not a mother for his baby or a woman who can make his bed warm. He doesn't want any commitment or relationship with any woman because, for him, all women are the same as his mother. All women are trash and don't deserve any ounce of love from men. A woman is a user like his mother, who left him and his father when his father experienced a financial breakdown. All women are only a thing for him that he can use when he needs them, but throw away easily when he doesn't need them at all. Until he met Eliana Grace Herrera, twenty-seven, a breadwinner for her five younger siblings, who were left with her when their parents died in a car accident. For her, she will do everything for her siblings, even becoming the billionaire's surrogate.

She stared at him with hooded eyes, heated breaths mingling in the air between them, "If you agree to this, there's no turning back." His fingers dug into the curve of her ass and she mewled helplessly, "So tell me, flower. Do you agree?" As she gazed into his dark orbs, a fiery passion ignited within her chest. She wanted this, wanted him. But most all, she wanted to forget. "Yes," She replied breathlessly, pressing her bare breasts into his hard chest, "Yes, I agree." *********** Aurora is the perfect little princess, or so everyone thinks. She is smart, beautiful, a ballet prodigy and is also from an affluent family. All her life, Aurora has always been told what to do, how to act and even down to what she should eat. Her overbearing mother constantly dictates how she should live her life. In the eyes of everyone, she is little miss perfect. But little did they know, she was hiding a secret. A big one. And it came in the form of a devilishly handsome boxer.

Jane Cameron woke up alone on the bed after her one-night stand with her closest friend in college, Eric Desmond. He disappeared from her life, and she never had the chance to tell him that she's pregnant. Jane thought she was abandoned, and so, she did not find Eric until she gave birth with their son, Eugene. For many years, Jane raised Eugene alone. She worked hard just to survive with her son, but in the end, Jane couldn't give the best life to the child. She regretted all of her decisions until she got into an accident and died. In the verge of death, Jane only wished of one thing. “A second chance to fix her mistakes.” If only she can turn back the time, Jane would find Eric and give the life their son deserves. And the wish happened. The time turned back, and Jane was given the chance to meet Eric Desmond, the billionaire heir of the Geelq corporation, who's already engaged to someone else. Jane does not wish to get Eric's affection as everything happened in the past is just an accident. And so, she made a deal. She won't ask for Eric for marriage, but Eric should give the best life to their son. However, the kind and gentle Eric that she knew, turned out to be a cold and possessive man who put a leash on her neck as soon as they met. It was as if he was desperate. "Who says you can go away from me, Jane? Not this time. Never again.”

On her first day at work, a new colleague uploaded a 500-million-dollar property purchase agreement to the company group chat. The message was accompanied by the caption: “Thanks for the gift for my first day at work, Dad!” She quickly deleted it, following up with, “Sorry, wrong chat!” I frowned, recognizing the contract immediately. It was the same property my father gifted me for my birthday a month ago. Some sharp-eyed colleagues noticed the contract number and chimed in. “I have a relative in real estate. I remember this property. Our chairman bought it recently!” “So, the heiress has joined us to experience life. Forgive your humble servant for not recognizing you!” The chat was soon filled with flattering remarks. Even my stingy and miserly husband joined in. I felt a coldness in my heart and couldn’t help but respond in the group chat, “I recall the president always opposing ostentatious displays of wealth and advocating humility. This heiress seems to veer away from his usual philosophy.” Instead of support, I faced attacks from my husband and others. “Look at you being so poor and petty. How could you ever compare to Grace? Why did I ever marry someone so shortsighted?” “As if you know the president that well! I think you’re just jealous that Grace was born with a silver spoon!” I sneered coldly and, without hesitation, dialed the president’s number right in front of everyone. “Dad, I heard we’re not that close, hmm?”

"I do " the words I dreaded saying in my life. I knew what I getting myself into. I knew it would cost my life but I had to do it for the sake of my family. My dad. Blaire Rose Anderson Daughter of the CEO of Anders &Co industry, has a heart of gold. She is swéet to everyone even after the death of her mother in a car accident. She the heiress to the Anderson &Co company. But a misfortune caused the business to go bankrupt and the only to save it is to Marry to the heir to thr Angelis family. Dante Vicente Angeli's Cruel,cold and powerful man ever known. He is Rich, arrogant,jerk and a Playboy. His parents wants him to settle down but he doesn't want to. Dating Isabella DeMontez.. He thinks he is in love with her, he takes her home to meet his parents and he was greeted with unexpectedly news of marrying a girl he doesn't know. what happens when the get married? Will Dante fall for Blaire of make her life more difficult or will they have a peaceful marriage when Dante has fiance around?.........

Harper wakes up in an a room not her own. In a body that doesn't belong to her. In skin that feels all but foreign to her. She feels as though she is being hosted inside a young girl and is at the center of something gone wrong. But what? What do you do when you wake up not only in an unknown location but you have no memories of where you are, how you got there, why you're here or who you are? All you know is that deep down you're not this person and you need to GET OUT! Confused, and trying hard to remember something about her past she is struggling just to gathering the energy to piece together the room and its' contents. Trapped in a room with no windows, a small bathroom with just a toilet, a sink and a black door in the center if the room. With each day, she is losing more and more of her memory. Will she escape the room? If she does, will she know remember who she is? Will, her soulmate Rowan be able to rescue her in time, or will the Black Suits learn her secrets, break her down for good and use her powers to aid the government's objectives.

Rebecca Dale, a simple woman with a dark past. For her, love is a nightmare that she never want to experience again. What if this feeling haunt her for the second time around? Is she willing to gamble for the sake of putting those broken pieces together? Or another kind of trap that's inescapable...

Lucifer the God of Destruction, son of the infamous King of the Underworld, Hades, has come into a predicament that he isn't sure he will be able to handle. His power and anger grow daily, his father believing Kronos is trying to inhabit his body. He spends his days and nights torturing the souls of hell but it is not enough. His desire to run to Earth and destroy every living thing like his grandfather, Kronos, grows by the day. No longer thinking a mate would sate even his evilest desires, he continues to try and control himself all on his own. Goddess of Innocence, Uriel was born from Hera and her mate, Michael, an archangel. Since her birth, they have kept her hidden away, trying to keep her innocence. No one in Olympus or the Celestial Kingdom knew of this beautiful angel-like goddess, until one day she makes a glorious appearance at a baby announcement in the Underworld. Stealing the show, and completely oblivious of stares and whispers, she eats her fill of food only to be recognized by the woman-hating God of Destruction, Lucifer. What could possibly happen next? ***The female lead is extremely naive and innocent. She is unaware of the outside world and how it works, including people's true intentions***

into the dangerously sensual world of the genetically altered Breeds--and the humans who fill them with insatiable desire... He always knew he would betray her... Anya Kobrin was only sixteen when she first came to Del-Rey Delgado--the genetically altered rebel known as the Coyote Ghost. For six years they plotted to free a group of Coyote women kept in Anya's father's lab. As Anya matured into a woman, she and Del-Rey grew close...but on the day of the ambush, he broke his promise and shot her father. Filled with rage over the betrayal, Anya discovers an even stronger emotion is consuming her mind and body--the animalistic desire known as mating heat. Though Del-Rey feels it with the same intensity, Anya questions whether she can forgive him or trust him again. As they stealthily maneuver to bring the freed Breeds to safety, one question reigns supreme: Can Anya and Del-Rey survive their own heat?

I was diagnosed with Neurogenic Wolf Spirit Atrophy. In half a month, I would be dead. The day I received the diagnosis, I decided to give up treatment and donate my body to the Central Research Institute after my death. Through the mind link, I reached out to my brother, whom I hadn’t seen in six years, hoping he would help me sign the papers. He sneered and cut off the link without any hesitation. With the Spirit Severance Donation Contract, a formal waiver of my right to have my wolf spirit returned to my pack's sacred grounds after death, I crossed countless territories alone to the high-ranking city where he resided. He had been promoted to commander of the Silverfang Patrol, basking in glory. He casually signed the document without even looking at me, then said with chilling indifference, “Don’t ever come to me again. Given how ungrateful you are, I can't be bothered to give you a proper burial." I nodded lightly. “I understand.” He did not know that the money for his treatments in the past years had come from me. Now, there were only seven days left until my death.