My Psycho Stepson And Me

The love triangle spans between Greg & Denise who were once childhood and college sweetheart. After the death of her father and Greg's disapperance leading to her psychosis, her mother pressures her to marry her college billionaire, Colin De La Rosa, who was also formerly a friend of Greg. Her life became serial hell and no option of backing out laced with subtle abuse. In what seems like Business date, Colin asked her to dance to the investors to entertain them to win their heart in other for them to invest in his company which was already going south (bankrupt). She was pushed by Colin' mistress from the lounge stairs while pregnant unknown to Colin and bleeding profusely. When the party goers saw her falling, they all cheered in the fun of it. A man whose touch was familiar rushed her the hospital. However after divorcing her husband, who failed to visit her on her hospital bed after her near death experience, will she forgive the man Greg, her former lover who took her to the hospital and accept his proposal to start a new beginning? Even after accepting the proposal, if she get to find how Greg truly made his money will she continue to love him? Find out on this beautiful story.

My whole body began to quiver as I looked up at Ryan who wore a smug or was it? I couldn't tell as my vision was blurred with tears. "What is the meaning of this?" I questioned still in disbelief. Where had it all gone wrong??!. "It's exactly what it says in the paper, Ciara" "And what is that?" I stubbornly inquired. It was as if I didn't want to believe what the paper read until Ryan says it. A part of me still wanted to fight for whatever we still had left. But then he'd said it. Ryan had uttered those words I so desperately dreaded," I want a divorce, Ciara" *** Ciara is the heiress to her father's company but she left all of that to be in a contract marriage with Ryan. It was supposed to be a 'no-strings-attached' kind of feeling but, she couldn't help but fall in love with him. Just when she wanted to start a clean slate on their first anniversary, she was handed a divorce paper. Ryan is a billionaire and a man with a hardened heart. He never saw Ciara as something more than just a 'fake wife' who was willing to help him out with a case. Deciding that he had had enough, Ryan hands Ciara a divorce paper setting himself free from her. But on his way to the office of the new investor of his company one day, he is overcomed by a welling shock that the name of his new investor was Ciara. The same Ciara he'd once known. What happens when this two duo meets for the first time since their rough divorce? Find out!

“Let’s end this. Let’s break up,” he said, his voice cold. “Stacy is the only woman I’ve ever loved,” he continued, humiliating her in front of everyone at his birthday party. Cassia’s head spun as she stood there, unable to move or utter a word. For the past five years, she had put him first in everything, even choosing him over her career and future. She loved him so deeply that she wouldn’t have minded losing it all just to be with him. Her only desire was to have his heart, but despite all her sacrifices, when his first love returned, he chose her, neglecting Cassia and shattering her entire world. How was she supposed to pick herself up after giving everything for him? But Cassia was determined. She vowed to get back at him—and at everyone who underestimated her. After he chose his first love over her, she resolved to start fresh, become successful, and compete with Darvan’s company. This time, her revenge would be cold and calculated. She wouldn’t be swayed by emotions again. Now, however, she was torn between two charming men: a well-known senior in the design world and Darvan’s uncle, who controlled a significant portion of the family’s business shares. She wondered whether she should align herself with her senior or use Darvan’s uncle to bring down the entire family. Meanwhile, Darvan realized too late that he needed her back. He had fallen deeply in love with her. “Please, let’s get back together. I want to fight for us this time,” the famous Darvan Sinclair begged, dropping to his knees and pleading for her forgiveness. He would do more than just beg if it meant keeping her by his side again.

"Sign here, I have the divorce papers." Areiza Kensley had just walked in the door when Darren Venzor, her husband, handed her the divorce papers. Areiza felt an unbearable pain in her heart. Still, she tried her best to keep a straight face. She didn't want to look weak in front of this man... Areiza quickly took the paper and fished the pen out of her pocket, but Darren snatched it away. He frowned, "Aren't you going to read the agreement?" Areiza pursed her lips and replied, "No need, I know you must have everything ready for me even if I don't need it." Darren nodded. "That's right, this house is yours as well, including your mother's medical bills, which I'll continue to pay in the future, and I'll make sure you live without any burdens." How thoughtful, Areiza thought sarcastically. She grabbed the paper again and signed it forcefully. Areiza thought that once she signed the divorce papers, she would be able to start her new life without the man Darren Venzor interfering in her life... However... Did Areiza and Darren really go their separate ways after the divorce or... There is something waiting for her...

In a romantic triangle of good and bad, it's hard to tell who's good and who's bad. Lizzy Ewing is caught in a romantic triangle between two enemies: the handsome vampire, Nevi, and the hunky supernatural handler, Geoffrey. A supernatural handler herself, Lizzy must choose between Nevi and Geoffrey. One wants to be with her for all the right reasons, one does not. Will she discover who is who before the bad destroys the good?

To save money for a house, I had been living a frugal life with my boyfriend, Desmond Wood. When Desmond received a twenty-thousand-dollar bonus, he bought me a branded bag. I was delighted, but I felt that he did not need to spend so much on me. Hence, I brought the receipt and the bag to the shop for a refund. The shopkeeper told me that my bag was fake. However, the receipt was real.

"I hate you! Damn it, I love you..." "I know you do..." Everything will change in a life of a 22 years old blondy Jessica Miller when she moves to college in Seatlle, Washington to become a surgeon. Meeting a 31 years old Mike Dupont, Jessica's life will turn upside down.

Five years after I rejected my mate, Shawn, he had become the Lycan King — and most importantly, he now had a beautiful mate. During the Werewolf Alumni Reunion, someone suddenly brought me up. “What’s Kendra been busy with? She hasn’t shown up at a single reunion in years.” Someone sneered. “She’s too busy seducing alphas from other packs — on airplanes.” “On airplanes?” “Yeah. She’s a werewolf flight attendant with FullMoon Airways. They cater to alphas and lunas from all kinds of packs. I’ve seen her on board before. You wouldn’t believe how flattering she acts around those prestigious wolves.” “Really? Kendra’s a werewolf attendant? No surprise — she’s always dreamed of being claimed by some single alpha.” Hearing that, Shawn, sitting at the center of the table, flinched slightly. His fists tightened. “A werewolf attendant?” he murmured. “Yeah, Shawn... but haven’t you gotten over her by now? It’s been years.” He froze for a second, then quickly composed himself and held his mate’s hand beside him. Everyone’s attention turned to the flickering moonstone ring on her finger. “I’ve long forgotten her,” he said flatly. “Come to my bonding ceremony next month. There will be a sacred ritual at the temple.” “Wow...” Applause filled the hall. But only I, whose soul had been drifting in the air all along, slowly lowered my head upon hearing the news.

“Is Batman my daddy?” my son Jackson pipes up from the back seat. Of course not! But telling him that his father is Asher Giordano, leader of New York’s deadliest mafia empire is out of the question. He found us anyway. “What have you done with Jackson?” I demand. “My son?” Asher asks calmly, looking around my small apartment disdainfully. “The one you’ve been hiding from me and forcing to live in this…pigeonhole?” Our son, not yours. “You’re the one who left me at the alter without as much as a ‘see you later’. If you left me a forwarding address to contact you at, I must have missed it.” Asher regards me coldly. I don’t know this man. The boy I fell in love with was warm, giving and open. This man in front of me is frostier than the arctic with his glacial eyes. “I know you know who I am and what I’m capable of, so don’t try anything stupid, Emmeline. There’s nowhere you can run where I can’t find you.” “Gosh, Asher, that’s like a line straight out of a movie. Have you been practicing delivering it in front of a mirror?”

All my life I lived in the shadows. A daughter of our pack’s Alpha confined to servitude in my own household, unfairly treated and punished for a wrong that didn't make sense. The night of my eighteenth birthday, my mate rejected me and took my twin sister as his mate. Having been on my wits end and not knowing where else to go, I fled away from our pack, but it was a wrong move because I was captured by a pack of rogue wolves whose leader turned out to be my second chance mate. He took me captive. Even knowing that we're mates, he kept on rejecting me. He considers my father his sworn enemy, making me, the spawn, his enemy, too. Until when could I endure the hatred he has for me?