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My husband, James Zeller, and I have established a common-law marriage. We did not have a formal wedding ceremony, nor do we have a marriage license. We also live separately, our lives barely intertwining, because he has a special profession. Therefore, despite being married to him for seven years, we've never met each other's friends and relatives. As his wife, I'm proud of being married to him despite how it pains me. I'm willing to give up the opportunity to study at the National Academy of Sciences to take care of things at home while he works. One day, my son, Jasper Chalder, comes home from elementary school crying. He sobs about not being a bastard child and requests to see James. Greatly distressed, I decide to take him to visit the military base over the new year for a family reunion. However, I don't expect this trip to turn my life completely upside down.

"You want to suck my cock?" He grabbed the base of his dick and gave it a stroke, "Is that what you want, little wolf?" "Yes, Alpha," I didn't hesitate. My lips darted out to kiss the tip and his hips jerked involuntarily. He grabbed a fistful of my hair, "Open your mouth for me, sweetheart. Let me feel those pretty lips around my cock." *** My father’s best friend should be off limits. Especially when he’s the Alpha of our pack. But after walking in on my dad and my best friend in bed, I ran straight into Alpha Lorenzo’s arms… and into a temptation I can’t resist. He’s older, and dangerous. And the one man I should never want. Yet when he touches me, every rule slipped out the window. Because the moment his lips claim mine, the truth hits hard. The Moon Goddess didn’t make a mistake. Or did she?

As my blade pierces the base of his neck, the silver sizzles against his skin. His cold blue eyes open wide. The grim reality of his situation sets in. He gulps hard and shakes his head in fear. "I repent." He squeaks like the coward he is. "Forgive my crimes. Let me face the Council." "You'll find no mercy here, Sin." Blood gushes down his bare chest freely. "You will be judged by the Goddess." His expression quickly changes to one of anger, exposing his ruse. "I see you in the Palace of the Goddess, I will kill you again." I growl. "And if she casts me out, I will meet you on the edge of the River Styx and kill you in Purgatory over and over until the Ferryman come to collect us. And if Hades allows, I will continue to kill you in the Underworld until the end of time." "I underestimated you." He chokes. "Everyone does." I whisper as I lay my full weight against the pommel.

Is your wedding day supposed to be the happiest day of your life? Well, not if you happen to be the substitute bride! On her twin sister's wedding day, Kyla Eva Fuentabella takes on the role of substitute bride. Enzo Denver Mondragon is the groom, but little do the guests know that he is marrying Kyla Eva, the other twin sister of Kylie Eve. It went unnoticed that the renowned model Kylie Eve Fuentabella had a twin sister named Kyla Eva. Kyla remained hidden, serving as a backup and the most adept at concealing her twin sister's controversies. On her wedding day, Kylie Eve flees, prompting her twin sister, Kyla Eva, to take her place. Kylie assured Kyla she would return in three days. However, things go differently than expected. Since then, Kyla hasn't had the chance to see her twin sister. Unfortunately, Kyla is now forced to assume the role of Kylie Eve and become Enzo Denver Mondragon's wife. This situation is difficult for Kyla, as she has always had feelings for Enzo but has given up pursuing him because her twin sister, Kylie, also loves him. How can Kyla escape from Enzo's sweet kisses and temptation? Can she meet Enzo's needs and satisfy him? What will happen if Enzo discovers that the woman sleeping on his bed is not the same woman he promised his ring of love? A story of love that will melt your heart, give you a rainbow of laughter and fill up a bucket of tears.

A wealthy heiress from Belvoria’s elite circle asked me to be her dead boyfriend’s substitute. My compensation included a 50,000-dollar base salary, plus 8,000 dollars per shared meal and 10,000 dollars per accompanying shopping trip. My hypocritical older sister quickly stopped me from agreeing to this deal. “We come from a respectable family. How can you sell your dignity for such little money?” Yet she later became a rich man's mistress and successfully married into wealth. Meanwhile, I struggled to balance work and studies to pay for my tuition. This hurt my academic performance. After graduation, I could only find a job with a monthly salary of 3,000 dollars. I even developed a tumor from overworking. I eventually died in a cold and impersonal hospital, unable to afford treatment. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day the young heiress asked me to be her dead boyfriend’s substitute. This time, I agreed without hesitation. I was determined to take this role.

My little sister Willa? Always played the noble princess—even during the freaking apocalypse. She was pregnant and still trying to look like some graceful queen. I told her to end it. Safer that way. She slapped me. "Shut up. How can you be so heartless?" Meanwhile, I skipped meals so she and her rescue-pet gang could eat. When I collapsed from hunger, she snorted. "Drama queen. Think of it as a free weight-loss plan." I dragged her to the base, the safe zone, and nearly died doing it. She snatched the last of my rations. "The baby and I are good. Give the rest away." I died from my injuries—frozen, starving, forgotten. Willa? She got crowned a saint. Even landed the baby daddy—the Deputy Governor—and kicked off her perfect little fairytale. Then I woke up. Back to the moment she asked me to swear I'd protect her and the baby. This time, I laughed in her face. "Die for all I care."

One day, Ivy suddenly wake up from her bed and found out she went back 15 years before her death. In her past life, she was like vicious villian of those romantic novels who tried to humilate the female lead due to anger and jealousy! Which later on became miserable due to karma. Her brother died, their company fall into bankruptcy, her ambition to became a successful violonist shattered, and finally she went insane. However, it seems that her misery wasn't enough. Ivy got into an accident and became paralyzed, unable to talk and unable to move. She can only silently hope that her life would end sooner, so she could apologize to her brother in the after life. When she thought that this would be her end, dying all alone in her hospital bed, a man suddenly showed up in front of her and make her realized that there's rainbow after the rain. Unfortunately before she could confess, she died tragically without saying goodbye—such deep feelings were all given to her in vain. But now, she was back again and this time, she would be a better version of herself, she would achieve her dreams, and she would be the one to find him. Will Ivy's glory as a prodigy can be heard again? Can she fulfill her regrets? What would happen when she finally found out the earth shattering truth of her miserable life before? Will she choose to rewind or continue?

SIS (Social Issue Series) #2: StereotypingPiercing, Tattoo, Dyed Hair. Usual indications of a badass. Kapag babae ka at meron ka nito ay malamang fuck girl, adik, slut, o wala ka raw patutunguhan sa buhay.Lia Kennedy grew up doing whatever she likes. Wala siyang nakitang rason para pigilan ang sarili sa kung ano man ang mga nakapagpapasaya sa kaniya. Ngunit nang mamulat ay nagising siya sa mapait na katotohanang hindi mo magagawa lahat ng gusto mo sa mundo. Madali para sa iba ang manghusga base lang sa kung ano ang nakikita nila sayo.Ridge Terrence is no exception. A serious guy who had things plan ahead for his life. He's one of those who believe that what you see is what you get. He gives no time for bullshits.As Lia gets stuck between being herself and changing to be accepted, she faced several conflicts in her teenage years that brought their fate together.Will it be a good thing? Or a bad thing?

“If we were both in danger, who do you think Jared would save first?” She suddenly asked. “What?” I didn't have the opportunity to process her words because the next minute, I felt a push on my back and lost balance, skidding off the stairs to land at the base of the stairs. ***************** Arielle had it all – a thriving career as a talented chef and a successful marriage to a Billionaire. While her husband was aloof by nature, she believed he cared for her deeply. She was content with their relationship, and appreciated what they shared. A day to their third wedding anniversary, she discovered she was pregnant and was filled with excitement and hope. She eagerly anticipated sharing this news with her husband, certain it would bring positive changes to their family and perhaps even soften his reserved demeanor. However, fate had other plans. Before she could reveal her pregnancy, an unexpected figure from her husband's past emerged – his “old friend”. As this newcomer made her way into their lives, unbeknownst to Arielle, this unexpected arrival would challenge everything she thought she knew about her marriage, her husband, and herself.

Closing the door shut, I exhaled lowly and turned around to make a dash into the room when my eyes met with a pair of raging fireballs glaring into my soul. How come he is here? I made sure to lock the door. “And you think that a wooden door is strong enough to prevent me from meeting my mate?” He answered my unsaid question, his tone strident and laced with pure rage making me cower back. But still, I mustered up courage and shot him a defiant look. “And I made it clear to you that I don’t accept you as my mate,” I spoke confidently while looking straight into his eyes. My breath hitched when I noticed his eyes darkening. He was clearly pissed by my protest but I stood my ground. Taking a deep breath I continued, “Listen, I can’t be with you nor with anyone. What happened that night was just a mistake and I never accepted you so stop harassing me and just leave-“ Before I could complete it, my neck was grabbed in a vice grip as I was pinned against the door. I quickly shielded my belly with my arms dreading he would hurt my children. But irrespective of my fear-stricken face, he leaned dangerously closer to my face and flashed me a diabolical smirk that dripped with menace. “I think I made it clear to you last night Ms. Evans. I had never asked for your consent in the first place so you… don't really have a choice. ‘Cause once you enter Xavier’s maze, there is no going back, Grace.”