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Game Of Destiny

Game Of Destiny

His eyes were red . The girl in front of him was looking all innocent but she was behind all his miseries . He badly wanted to throw her out of the house . If it wasn't for her parents he would have throw her out of the house . He controlled his inner beast . ' Listen you gold digger I am giving you a day . A single day, pack your cloths and get the hell out of my house . ' The girl in front of him shivered like a leaf in storm . He came dangerously close to her . She felt his breath and so did he . ' Or else I will show you what happens to gold digger like you . I am not interested in you . But I will make your life hell .And I am man of my words . ' His eyes were precising her soul . ************************** ' No no please I beg you don't this to me . Please you can hit me, beat me but don't touch me . Please . ' She cried in agony . She can't take it anymore . She is tired of this life . She felt pathetic of her helplessness. ' Shhh!!! Dove I am with you . I am so sorry . For me you are in this condition . I am so sorry . ' He couldn't control his tears anymore . He actually made her life hell . *************************** *Will you ever be able to forgive the person who made your life hell ?* *Will you ever be able to spend your life whom you hate ?* *Will you ever be able to amend your destiny?* Join the journey of Advika and Siddharth to find how they find love in pain and sorrow, in repentance and grief, in hate and lie. Remember not every love is selfless. This is the story of beast's selfish love for his beauty.
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Put a Leash on My Ex-husband

Put a Leash on My Ex-husband

Elena had once believed that silence could mean safety. That a gentle hand and a warm cup of tea placed quietly on her desk every morning could be a form of love. Lucien was never cruel—not in the obvious ways. He remembered how she liked her eggs, noticed when she swapped her perfume, and sent flowers on days he knew she wouldn’t expect them. He raised her like one would raise a pet—softly, without question. And Elena, foolish in the way only the very lonely can be, mistook his quiet affection for devotion. She told herself he was reserved. Mysterious. That love didn’t always wear its heart on its sleeve. But when the old flame returned—the one who spoke his language without needing to try—Elena saw it. The difference. He looked at her like a man who had found his lost religion. And Elena? She had simply been convenient. No tears, no scene. Just papers on the breakfast table, beside the eggs he cooked perfectly. She didn’t accuse or beg. She only asked for freedom. He didn’t sign. He chuckled. A soft, dismissive sound. “A cat raised indoors doesn’t know how to survive on the street, Elena. You’ll come back." But she didn’t. She disappeared, like smoke—except she didn’t vanish, not really. She lived. She wore colour again. Laughed at bad jokes. Let strange men hand her coffee and ask for her number. Lucien? He watched. He watched her become someone without him. And it drove him mad. The night he cornered her outside the gallery, rain in his hair and desperation in his eyes, he looked like a man undone. "Elena," he breathed, "please. Look at me. Just once." She did. Calm as ever, and her love already gone.
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In the Arms of Another

In the Arms of Another

It had been five years since I started dating Ross Jenner. His family invited my mother and me to their family home in Fellaton to discuss our wedding plans and to spend Valentine's Day together. It was past 10:00 PM when my mother and I landed, but Ross wasn't there to pick us up because his college junior, Laurel Elledge, had just arrived in Fellaton. He told me to figure out a way to get a cab to the house myself. In a strange place, unfamiliar with the area, it wasn't long before we found ourselves in danger. Just over ten minutes outside the airport, we were robbed. My mother was injured while trying to protect me, and she collapsed, bleeding heavily. Desperate, I held onto her, frantically trying to call Ross. Each call was abruptly cut off, and when I finally reached him, he sounded irritated. "Jennifer, you're an adult, so stop acting like a child. You couldn't even hail a cab on the street? Laurel just got to Fellaton and isn't feeling well. I need to take care of her." Without waiting for a response, he hung up. I tried calling again, only to find that I had been blocked. In the end, my mother's injuries were too severe, and she bled out before the doctors could save her. As I stared at her lifeless body, tears flowed uncontrollably. When I finally checked my phone again, the first thing I saw was a picture Ross had posted on Twitter. In the photo, he was kissing Laurel and holding a bouquet of roses. [Spending Valentine's Day with the one I love most.] I quietly threw the gifts I had brought from home into the trash. Then, I left a comment, which said, [Wishing you both a lifetime of happiness.]
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Call Off The Wedding!

Call Off The Wedding!

After working abroad for several years, I returned home, only to have my parents arrange a blind date for me. He was tall and strikingly handsome, honest in character, steady in demeanor, and came from an excellent family background. In short, the perfect candidate for a husband. I told myself that sooner or later, marriage was inevitable, so I settled on him. The day before the wedding, I went to the church—only to be stunned by the sight before me. The entire place had been transformed into something sinister and grotesque. The walls were plastered with terrifying photos of corpses, the floor littered with wax figures of severed arms and legs, and even the flowers had been dyed black, dripping with blood-red stains. But the most infuriating part was the image hanging right at the center of the church—an AI-generated picture of me, pinned beneath my fiancé, as he whipped me. My whole body trembled with fury. I stormed at the staff still working on the decorations, ordering them to stop immediately. Just then, his best friend, Nina Cullen, walked in. "Don't stop. Yves prefers this wedding style." I froze, staring at her in disbelief. "How is that possible? Who in their right mind would decorate something as joyous as a wedding with gore? This is insane!" Nina only gave a cold, arrogant laugh. "That's the theme. If you want to marry him, you'll have to accept it." Speechless, I immediately called Yves. "Yves, I'm not interested in getting married in a haunted house. You'd better restore the church to normal; otherwise, this wedding is off."
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The Villainess Justice System

The Villainess Justice System

The Alpha Writer
Don't you get a bit annoyed some times when cliched novels, seemingly create characters just to misuse and dump them in the middle of a story? They say novels are an inaccurate of past pieces of history from different alternate universes, well this agent is here to make things right. {Esteemed host the female leads loathing is at maximum. Tread with caution, this eternal being wants those points} 'She really took her damm time~he he just what I've been waiting for, let me give the male lead a peck first" She snickered with a making a joke of her counterparts concerns. {Host!!!} 'Mmmwah' Thud! {She fainted} "En. Such fragile heart." *Shivers {Host is so cruel} 'Now it's his turn~honey' Have you read all the books of your favaorite genres off the internet and need the thrill of face slapping to end the day properly? Then this is for you. Follow, our goddess, Zhi Ruo through worlds with her trusty,crafty system, Timon, to give cheating bastards and white lotuses a taste of their own medicine, only a thousand times more bitter. -----------
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CRUSH ON YOU พี่สาวครับ

CRUSH ON YOU พี่สาวครับ

เรื่องราวระหว่าง พี่สาว และ น้องชายข้างบ้าน ที่มีโอกาสได้กลับมาใกล้ชิดกันอีกครั้ง
โรแมนติก
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On My Knees, Daddy: A Steamy Compilation of Erotic Stories

On My Knees, Daddy: A Steamy Compilation of Erotic Stories

What if your next filthy favorite story started with a moan… and ended with “Yes, Daddy”? Then take a deep breath… •ON MY KNEES, DADDY• is ready to leave you soaked, breathless, and aching for more. This is a raw, erotic collection of dominant men who don’t ask—they take. And their submissives? Oh, they beg. They kneel. They come apart, over and over. Inside, you'll find stories that cross every line: hotel-room threesomes, forbidden stepdaddy fantasies, one-night stands, rough office sex, taboo roleplay, and the kind of dirty stories that will have your thighs clenched and your fingers wandering. Warning: These pages drip with sin. Read in private, or get caught dripping. 18+ only.
Romance
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ALPHA ON WHEELS: Cured by His Wolfless Mate

ALPHA ON WHEELS: Cured by His Wolfless Mate

Traded by her family and shrouded in a dark legacy, River Ravenwood remains wolfless at 21 - a reproach to the pack. Thane, the fearless future Alpha of Lunar Pack, lies broken, his pride shattered by a battlefield injury that's left him wheelchair-bound. When fate forces them into a passionate union, their worlds erupt in resistance and desire. But as they confront their troubled pasts, they must also face the darkness threatening their packs' fragile alliance. Can River's newfound magical powers heal Thane's wounds, or will their love be the key to destruction? Dive into a world of werewolves, magic, and intrigue, where loyalty and betrayal blur the lines.
Werewolf
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alabbygracy
River and Thane's story is indeed intriguing. The snotty Lily said it all: the wolfless and the cripple, what a combination! But evidently, River is more than a wolfless girl. Her attic discoveries changed her life and Thane. Truly, there is strength in disability. I recommend this book for all.
Orion Steele
Rivers story is indeed about how fate smiled at us at odd ends... From finding a home, finding her wolf, getting love.... It's most fascinating how we wow those who thinks so little about us. ...️...️...️
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The Stand-In Game

The Stand-In Game

I have been married to Andrew Connolly for four years, but whenever his gaze meets mine, there is no recognition at all. Even my voice doesn't register. He remembers everyone around him, yet the one person he never remembers is that I am his wife. If I put on a hat, he asks who I am. When I tie my hair up, he assumes I am a new hire at his company. To help him remember, I repeat the same outfit, the same makeup, the same hairstyle. Still, despite my daily presence, he treats me like a stranger. I tell myself Andrew is simply buried in work, that the neglect is accidental, right up until a concert night. I watch him cut through the crowd and embrace his first love, whom he has not seen in years. When the stage suddenly collapses, I seize his arm and beg, "Honey, please save me." Andrew shoves me away, his voice flat and cold. "You're not my wife. My wife is at home." I am crushed beneath the falling debris. Choking on blood, I can only watch as Andrew rescues his first love and walks away. That is when I realize it's not that he can't remember me, he just doesn't love me. The bodyguards drag me out of the wreckage. Later, I spend a month confined to bed with serious injuries. While I am in the hospital, I get a photo of Andrew kissing his first love. The blows land one after another and mercilessly jerk me awake. I am done with love, and I am done with him!
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บาร์ร้อนรัก Bet on fire

บาร์ร้อนรัก Bet on fire

ชายหนุ่มผู้หลงไหลในการเดิมพัน ชีวิตผูกติดกับการเดิมพัน และสังเวียนการต่อสู้ ที่แลกมาด้วย เงิน ชีวิต และหญิงสาว แข็งกร้าวมาตั้งแต่เด็ก ครอบครัวหล่อหลอมให้เขาไม่ยอมใครง่ายๆ แม้จะขาดใจก็ตาม “พี่บาร์อยู่มั้ยค่ะคุณอา” หญิงสาวหน้าหวานเรียบร้อยน่ารัก กำลังเอ่ยทักหญิงวัยกลางคนแม่ของชายหนุ่ม “อ้าวลลิส มากับใครลูก” เรมี่เอ่ยทักขึ้น “พอดีหนูกำลังจะไปเรียนค่ะ แวะเอาขนมมาฝาก” “อ่อจ้า เดี๋ยวอาเก็บไว้ให้บาร์นะ เมื่อคืนไม่ได้กลับบ้าน” “อ่อ งั้นหนูฝากด้วยนะคะ” ลลิส หญิงสาววัย18ที่กำลังจะเรียนจบมัธยมปลาย เธิสดใสสมวัยและไร้เดียงสาเพราะมองโลกในแง่ดี ผลั่ก!!! ผัวะ!!!! เสียงการต่อสู้ซึ่งเกิดขึ้นหลังจากการเดิมพันผิดพลาด ชายหนุ่มที่เลือดอาบแขน อาบตัวเพราะฟาดฟันคนมานับสิบก่อนจะมาถึงห้องนี้ “อย่ามาแตะต้องหนู!!! อย่านะ!!!! หนูสกปรก!!!!”
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