My Love Was His Cure Novel

Dahlia Bernard gave Desmond Sterlings everything, love, loyalty, and a crown he never earned. She picked him from the slums, built him into a CEO, and handed him the keys to her empire. Love blinded her. Desmond repaid her by betraying her, stealing her company, sleeping with multiple women, and getting her own sister pregnant. A community dick, that's all he ever was. Now, Dahlia isn’t just broken. She’s angry. With Ronan Knight, Drawlwood's ruthless billionaire by her side, Dahlia is ready to reclaim everything that was once hers. And this time… mercy is off the table. ********** I was flung aside, my grip on Roselle slipping as I crashed into someone's arms, Ronan Knight. "Hold in your rage, Dahlia," Ronan's voice was calm. "There are better ways to make them pay. Don’t destroy yourself trying to hurt them. That's not how revenge works." I glanced down at my reddened knuckles. Tears blurring my vision. "Then tell me, Ronan… how do I hurt them?" I choked on my tears. "By becoming untouchable," he said softly. "Become more powerful, more successful. A version of Dahlia they could never break. And then… you make them kneel." He leaned in, a wicked promise in his eyes. "I'll help you rise again, Dahlia. And when you do… they'll beg at your feet."

For three years of marriage, Jeanette Schafer had devoted herself completely to caring for Skyler Weisberg, who was confined to a wheelchair. Yet, Skyler harbored nothing but contempt for her. He hated her touch so much that the last time she accidentally brushed against his legs, he locked her out of their home for 99 days. The day finally came when Skyler's legs had healed enough for him to stand again. Yet, the first thing he did was to drive straight to the airport to pick up his first love. Years of selfless devotion and tender care meant nothing compared to his 'the one that got away'. Swallowing the heartbreak, Jeanette made a call. She whispered, "The contract is fulfilled. I'm filing for divorce." Only after she walked away did Skyler realize what he had lost. But by then, it was already too late.

"Dr. Shaw! Ms. Sherwood has suffered a massive hemorrhage due to complications from childbirth! She has fallen into a coma and needs an emergency blood transfusion!" "Dr. Shaw! Ms. Lunsford is vomiting from anemia! She needs a blood transfusion immediately!" "Dr. Shaw! The blood bank just declared an emergency! We only have enough blood to save one of the patients right now!" Eugene Shaw stares broodingly at the pale and motionless Lilian Sherwood. Slowly, his hands clench into fists. "Stop all treatment for Ms. Sherwood! Have all the remaining blood in the blood bank transfused to Aurelie!" Lilian curls up in pain. Her mind is blank, but she hangs on to Eugene's every word. She hears him choose Aurelie Lunsford. Her pupils suddenly dilate as the doctor next to her sobs anxiously. "But Dr. Shaw, Ms. Sherwood's condition is more critical than Ms. Lunsford's! She should be your priority, especially since she's carrying your child!" Eugene turns, eyes slightly bloodshot, "She's a medical professional! Saving lives is her duty. I believe she would've made the same choice." Lilian is in disbelief. Tears spill from her eyes, bitter and mocking. Eugene makes his selfishness sound so noble. She regrets everything. If given another chance, she will definitely leave him at all costs! She draws her last despairing breath, and her hand droops limply. Eugene kneels before her hospital bed in panic, tears in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Lilian. I have no choice but to save her!"

She entered his office looking for a future but left his bed with a past she couldn’t forget. When Raina takes an internship at one of the city’s most powerful corporations, she expects nothing more than a paycheck to fund her dreams. But then she meets him—Cazien Wolfe. CEO. Enigma. Dangerous in ways no contract could warn her about. He’s brilliant but broken, a man stitched together by ambition and haunted medication. She’s guarded but desperate, a woman with a silent past and a heart too soft for her own good. One night. One mistake. One kiss that wasn’t supposed to happen—followed by a moment so intimate it feels imagined. But when Raina sees something she was never meant to witness—a truth about Cazien that cuts deeper than betrayal—her world spins off its axis. What begins as a story of slow attraction spirals into obsession, secrets, and scars neither of them are prepared to reveal. But desire doesn’t wait for permission. And some sins… beg to be repeated. This is not a love story. It’s a war between hearts, and only the broken survive.

The domineering young master Hero Sanches conquer the heart and soul of Sharyn Rosario, making her slave of his obsessive love. Because of his disorder, he was so attached to her that he can not live normally without her. When one day she disappeared and was arranged to marry another woman, he became sick. When he started working in the family company, he doesn't want women around him so he ordered that all staff under him will be men. When Young master Hero met again his only love, his only cure of his so-called unique disease, he had to take hold of the very important person in Sharyn's life to make her stay. Find out who was the very important person in Sharyn's life. Did they have a happy ending even his rich father against the relationship?

Gwenneth is a woman from Davao who only wanted to make a living in Manila. Kahit nangangapa sa buhay ay pinipilit niyang mabuhay para sa naiwang pamilya na umaasa. Sa hindi inaasahang pangyayari, makikilala niya ang lalaking magpapabago sa tahimik niyang buhay. Sa kanilang pagsasama, malalaman niya ang tunay niyang pagkatao at ang mga sikreto na mas lalong magpapagulo sa kanyang isipan. Kaya nga ba niyang tanggapin ang taong kailanman ay hindi niya minahal mula pa noon? Kaya bang magbago ang tinitibok ng kanyang puso?

"PLEASE FUCK ME DOCTOR". ANN BEGGED AS SHE CRAVED FOR HIS TOUCH IN-BETWEEN HER SPLAYED LEGS. //DARK ROMANCE// WARNING! THIS BOOK CONTAINS STEAMY SCENE IN EVERY CHAPTER, IF YOU ARE BELOW 18 AND YOU FEEL INSUCRE ABOUT READING EROTIC BOOK, PLEASE DON'T READ. IT CONTAINS HIGH SEXUAL CONTENT!!!...THOSE WHO WISH TO CONTINUE, PLEASE DO BECAUSE YOU WIL REALLY ENJOY IT, IT'S WORTH IT! … I am Ann hamburger. A sex maniac. I mean, I love having sex. And I am a fan of one night stands. My parents and ex boyfriend thinks I am cursed but my body is just highly sensitive. It was all fun to me but I got to thinking that they might be right. So my best friend introduced someone to me—A sex doctor . Marcus Morris. She says he is my last hope. My question is, am I really cursed? Can a sex doctor help me stop being a sex maniac? Well flip through this pages and read the story of my life. The shades of Ann...

My husband sponsored a poor female college student. While I was being dragged into an alley by a criminal, he was helping her pick out lingerie. While I was hospitalized with serious injuries, he used the money my mother left me to buy her a limited-edition handbag. I confronted him in a heated argument, but he accused me of being unreasonable. "I thought your injuries were so serious, but look—you didn’t even die! Besides, your money is my money. I’ll spend it however I want!"

Paul Benson seorang musisi tampan asal Inggris yang kerap digandrungi para gadis menyukai sepupunya sendiri bernama Asley Brianna. Mereka melakukan hubungan terlarang meski keduanya tahu hal itu akan menjadi masalah bagi mereka. Namun, kegilaan Paul atas diri Asley, bahkan ia rela dibunuh untuk hal itu. Gila memang! "Paul." "Hem?" "Jika Om dan Tante tahu, apa yang akan kau lakukan?" Mata itu menatap dengan lekat. Paul mencari kenyamanan akan jawaban yang harus ia lontarkan. "Meski mereka membunuhku, aku akan tetap mempertahankanmu."

When my father succumbed to a brutal illness, my world shattered. The day before his funeral, my fiancé abandoned me to marry his first love, which added to my grief. When I confronted him, his irritation was palpable. "Megan's dad is dying of cancer," he snapped. "His last wish is to see her get married. I did something good. Can't you see it?" That night, I called him, desperate for answers, only to hear that woman's smug voice. "Blake is in the shower. Can I help you?" I hung up without a word, my heart sinking. Later, he called back, exhausted and dismissive. "I'm swamped with wedding plans. Don't bother me with irrelevant things, okay?" Silence was my only response. I tossed the engagement ring into the trash and canceled our wedding plans, severing the ties that bound us.