My Father Will Hear About This

After a long period of widowhood, finally under the influence of alcohol, Mira spends a hot night with Rendi, the man she chose for her birthday. In the morning, she wakes up and runs away without seeing the face of the man who gave her so much pleasure last night. As time goes by, Mira tries to forget the sensation that keeps lingering in her mind and disturbing her nights with no intention of repeating it again. Tragedy strikes when she finds out that her future in-law is the man who has been making her sigh on her bed all this time. Can Mira and Rendi forget the hot night that happened between them or continue behind their children's backs? Intrigued? Don't forget to read the exclusive sequel only at Goodnovel

In the Sinclair pack, I had always been different. Years ago, my grandfather saved the Elder’s life. To repay that debt, the Elder promised that one of his grandsons would become my mate. In my first life, on the night of the Blood Moon, he asked me, “Evelyn, who will you choose?” Blushing, I pointed to the brightest star of the tribe, Andrew Sinclair. But after our wedding, he kept me at a distance. I was confused—until one night, I opened the wrong door. Andrew was on one knee, clutching my cousin Clara’s portrait as if it were his lifeline. His body moved in a way that made my heart twist. My world collapsed. He had never loved me. His heart—his desire—had always belonged to her. Darkness swallowed me, body and soul. My husband lied to me and betrayed the oath we had sworn to the Moon Goddess. The cruel truth broke me, and sickness followed. I died with his child inside me—alone. But the moon gave me another chance. I woke again on that same night. The Elder smiled down at me. Four portraits lay before him. “Evelyn, tonight is your twenty-first rite. Who will you choose?” “You’ve always chased Andrew,” he said kindly. “It must be him—” “No!” The hall fell silent. “Grandfather… I don’t want Andrew.” In panic, I snatched a portrait. “I want him!” The boy on the page wore black. His skin was pale, his lips curved in a mad, crooked smile. William Sinclair. The sick wolf. The one everyone mocked. But I remembered how he had tried to help me find a good doctor. He was the only one who had cared about me when I was dying. And yes—this time, I chose him.

Eleanor worked herself to the bone—three jobs a day, even selling her mother’s only heirloom—all to pay off her boyfriend Luca’s debts. Then, on their third anniversary, she caught him shopping for rings… with her best friend. Turns out, Luca isn’t the struggling artist he pretended to be. He’s the only heir to the city’s most elusive billionaire. Heartbroken and reckless, Eleanor ends up in the arms of an older, devastatingly attractive stranger—a man whose powerful presence and faint resemblance to Luca pull her in like a dangerous dream. Only after she says yes to Luca’s proposal does she discover the truth: The stranger from that night is his father.

I have always been interested in nature and loved taking care of animals but never thought this little interest of mine will land me into a world , I never knew about. I have always been a practical nerd working my way up to make my dream my reality, living in my own small world untill I met him. He was the one who introduced me to this world making me realize how we love among other creatures too. No, not animals or birds but werewolves, vampires, elves and what not. We always say world is so small but at the same time we forget how big it can be hiding all kinds of secrets beneath it or maybe purposefully hidden from us. Seeing him for the first time I knew it's not our first meeting... But how??? I never met him before so why my heart keeps telling me otherwise.

After being disowned and thrown like a trash by her father when she got pregnant by a stranger, Celeste, the perfect daughter and the Yuchengco princess, finds herself in a difficult situation whether to abort her baby or continue her pregnancy with nothing. No money, house, food, or support from her family. But after 6 years, a new Celeste Koa came back to the Yuchengco family. Not as a daughter, but as the biggest enemy of her former family, with the secret child of the conglomerate son of the most powerful family, the Rioflorida.

When my family was at its poorest, a wealthy family found me and claimed that I was their real daughter. The school heartthrob I crushed on? He was my fiancé all along! Still reeling from all these surprises, a mysterious message suddenly popped up in front of me. "This is where everything changes. The cannon fodder is taken home by the female lead's parents, forced to drop out of school, and then gets pregnant by her fiancé. In the end, everyone thinks she's a harbringer of misfortune, and she's beaten to death." My hand froze as I held the paternity test results. My mom's eyes filled with tears as she took the report from me. "My poor child, you've suffered enough all these years! Don't worry. Just come home with us and rest. You're our daughter now. The family business is enough for you to live comfortably forever. You don't even need to take the SAT if you don't want to." The school heartthrob lowered his head and whispered sensually into my ear, "Listen to me, Lucia. Studying is hard. I'll take care of you from now on."

Serina Liamzon lives a double life. By day, she's the picture of perfection—the obedient daughter, the straight-A student, the "good girl" clawing for her mother's cold approval. But by night, she becomes Zenna—confident, magnetic, untouchable. A persona whispered about on campus, desired by many, truly known by no one. Her college plan was simple: ace every class, stay out of trouble, and get out. But when revenge takes the form of Cloud Montesilva—the boy who once ruined everything for her—Serina turns to seduction. To keep her cover, she ropes in Azen Alcaraz, campus heartthrob and notorious flirt, into a fake relationship that spirals faster than she ever intended. Now tangled in a dangerous web of lies, lust, and longing, Serina must confront the truth: Can she play the game without losing herself? Or will her heart be the first casualty?

Once upon a time, Kayla thought she and Winston would be together until the day they died. She would never have expected them to take separate paths so soon. After retrieving her diagnosis report, she sees him holding another woman in his arms. A final tear trickles down her face. She's tired and doesn't want to use whatever time she has left to argue with him. She makes the arrangements for everything that will happen after her death. Then, she prepares a final gift for Winston. From this day onward, she'll leave for the afterworld while he remains on Earth. They won't see each other again.

(My fiancé cheated on me, so I made a plan to get back at him by cheating with his father) “Who do you belong to, baby girl? Me or Finn?” He buried his face between her legs. “You! I… belong to you… Daddy!” Maisie cried out ecstatically. “Ugh… so good.” He grunted. “You look so… good when… I touch you, Pet!” Becoming the submissive pet of her father-in-law was her twisted plan to get revenge on her fiancé, Finn, for cheating on her. She had vowed, "I'll fuck his father as much as I want for what he did to me. Then, I'll marry Finn, make him watch me fuck his father, and divorce him." It was a clear plan, one meant to mess with both Finn and his father. But she had no idea that this would spark an unending obsession from Rafael Caruso—her father-in-law, a secret mafia don, a man nobody dared to cross. "I was never a part of your silly games, baby girl," Rafael growled, his voice dripping with authority. "I wanted you even before Finn. You are my submissive pet. You signed the damn contract, and you will do as I fucking say." He gripped her hand, pinning her to the wall. "I will keep you as long as I want, for as the contract stands. You belong to me! There's no escape!”

It's been two years since he went to study abroad. I still remember the day I first came to live in this house after my parent's death. I still remember the day she suddenly came into my room. My eyes were wide looking at his sudden action. He looked at the doir of my room and started to walk in my direction. In a flash of seconds, he was standing in front of me. I knew I was in danger. I tried to move. Bloody hell my body was held by his deep-sea color eyes. Standing in front of me he took a hold of my hair making me look into his eyes. My eyes were closed shut afraid of meeting his mad one. But the next words out of his mouth made me short open my eyes. "Who was the man with whom you were laughing and talking with answer me jane who was he," he asked me angrily. I took his appearance his jaw was clench and his eyes were burning in anger. H--he saw me with him. Warm tears filled in my eyes ready to flow from the corner of my eyes. Remembering that day still pass shiver to my body. Suddenly I was pulled out of the car and now I was standing in front of the airport I receive the devil of my life. Yes, you heard it right.