Online Romantic Novel

Aisyah Saraswati tidak menyangka jika suaminya berselingkuh dengan wanita lain yang ternyata adalah kakak perempuannya, lalu Aisyah pergi meninggalkan Adrian suaminya karena tidak ingin mempunyai madu di dalam rumah tangganya. Namun, setelah tiga tahun masa perceraian. Aisyah bertemu kembali dengan Adrian tanpa sengaja, dan Adrian ingin Aisyah kembali menjadi istrinya. Apalagi setelah Adrian tahu bahwa Aisyah telah mempunyai anak setelah mereka bercerai. "Ini anakku?" "Bukan, ini anakku. Kamu, nggak berhak memilikinya."

Blurb What began as a love-at-first-sight fairytale swiftly became a Nightmare for Daisy Montero, A billionaire's spoilt daughter. Not only did her new husband, Steven Dante, despise her, but he also cheated on her during their second week of marriage. She stayed because she loved him, expecting he would change, but things only grew worse. When she ultimately chose to leave him, she discovered that not only did her husband intend to deprive her of her family fortune if she went ahead with the divorce, but she was also pregnant, leaving her with only one question: "Why did the CEO hate her?" He wouldn't let her go and yet he continued to abuse her, Is love worth finding out secrets of the past?, Find out in this romantic novel, THE CEO WHO HATES ME..

"The story of wedding proposals and unexpected rejections from each other influenced by their family members", is the one line narration of Persuasion, a romantic novel by Jane Austen. Frederick Wentworth, a Naval officer proposed to wed Annie, when she was 19 years old. Anne's family members felt that Frederick is not the right match for her as Frederick is poor and does not have a family back round. Influenced by her family members including father, sister and brother-in-law, Anne later decided not to marry Frederick. Russel, acting in place of her mother, breaks the engagement. Eight years later Frederick becomes wealthy and he is now a captain. Anne still unmarried now and meets Frederick who has not forgiven Anne's rejection. Being an eligible bachelor now, he publicly declares he would accept proposal from any one except Anne.

she had everything she ever wanted—power, fame, a luxurious lifestyle, and the privilege of being the heiress to the most renowned wealthy family in the city. Her parents fulfilled her every demand, often within minutes. As the designated successor to the family empire, her future seemed perfectly paved. But she gave it all up for love, and hid her real identity. Defying her family’s wishes, she chose to marry the man her heart desired. Yet, it wasn’t the romantic union she had dreamed of. The marriage was nothing more than a signed contract. In exchange for donating her blood to a woman he introduced as his sister, in return she would be paid handsomely. Money, however, was the least of her concerns. She didn’t need it—her wealth was already vast. What she truly desired was his love. She agreed to the arrangement, hoping that in time, he might fall for her. But after four years of marriage, not once did he look at her with affection, let alone a soft smile. But what happens when he finds out she's an heiress to the wealthiest family in the country?

Will grew up in a reality where men were not allowed to cry, express their feelings, or do anything that was considered too feminine. The son of a wealthy Thai family, he was raised to be his father's successor in business, but Will wanted to go beyond that, and became an actor. Everything in his quiet world was fine, until he was invited to act in a Boyslove series, alongside Nate, the guy with the intimidating eyes. Nate wasn't very sociable, always very quiet, didn't like much physical contact, and wasn't romantic at all, all this before he met Will, the boy who made him smile and made his day happier. Wil and Nate's world is no longer the same, everything they believed in has disappeared, and now fiction seems to invade reality, feelings are not only those of their characters, and they can no longer disguise what they feel...

“Inilah alasannya kenapa aku tidak ingin mencintai. Kamu hanya memanfaatkan ku, dan aku tau itu.” “Tapi anehnya aku tidak bisa membencimu, dan aku masih tetap mengharapkan cintamu.” “Aish, betapa bodohnya aku!” Untaian kata yang selalu berkeliaran dalam pikirannya. Masa putih abu yang menyenangkan telah berubah menjadi kenangan tersuram. Dia tahu penyesalan akan selalu datang meski tak pernah diharapkan. Entah itu soal ingatan ataupun sikap yang diselimuti oleh kenangan. Meski begitu, takdir tetap menuntunnya untuk berlari ke arah pujaan hatinya itu. Memaksa kedua rasa yang bertolak belakang untuk selalu bersama. Hingga pada akhirnya membuat hubungan mereka semakin merenggang.

Annalyn never expected her birthday to end in heartbreak nor to uncover this betrayal. But when she finds out that the man she had loved and sacrificed her entire life for is getting engaged to another woman, her world crumbles. But fate has other plans. A near-accident places her in the arms of Alexander Quinn…a grieving billionaire, guarded father, and her ex’s future brother-in-law. Offered a job as his son’s live-in nanny, Annalyn is torn between the pain of her past and the promise of something new. She was only meant to heal a child’s heart. But what happens when she starts to heal his father’s too?

⚠️SPG  "Bulag na Pagmamahal: Ang Kwento ni Rheana Belmonte" Si Rheana Belmonte, 20 taong gulang—bulag, ngunit marunong magmahal. Sa kabila ng kanyang kapansanan, ibinuhos niya ang buong puso sa lalaking inakala niyang tagapagtanggol niya... si Darvey Gonsalo. Pero ang pag-ibig na inaakala niyang kanlungan, unti-unting naging impyerno. Nang dumating sa buhay nila si Cindy Buena, unti-unting naglaho ang halaga ni Rheana. Sa mismong tahanan nilang mag-asawa, nasaksihan niya—harapan—ang kababuyang ginagawa ng kanyang asawa’t kabit. Sa harap ng lipunan at ng pamilya ni Darvey, ibinaba siya sa pagiging isang katulong—walang karapatan, walang boses, at lalong walang dignidad. Ang masakit? Hindi lang siya binulag ng kapalaran, kundi pati ng pag-ibig. Hanggang kailan mananatiling martir si Rheana Belmonte? Lalaban ba siya sa sistemang sumira sa kanya—o mananatili siyang bulag habang tuluyang nilalamon ng karimlan ang kanyang mundo?

WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT AND MATURED CONTENT, BDSM, AND SOME VIOLENCE. Like it hot, messy, and deliciously forbidden? You’re in the right place. This collection of short erotica serves up pulse-pounding passion, taboo cravings, and fantasies that push every boundary. This isn’t sweet romance. This is hunger - raw, reckless, and intoxicating. Between these pages, you’ll find stolen moments, dangerous liaisons, and fantasies that should probably stay hidden. But where’s the fun in that? Consider this your invitation to indulge - no judgments, just pleasure. Read at your own risk.

“Pipay!” galit na sigaw ng aking madrasta mula sa kanyang silid habang abala sa pag-aayos ng kanyang mukha. Halos magputok ang ugat sa kanyang leeg, na para bang ako ang dahilan ng lahat ng problema niya sa buhay. “Bakit po, Madam?” mahinahon kong sagot habang tuloy sa paglalampaso ng sahig. “Madam”—iyon ang itinawag niya sa akin mula pa noong una, at dahil sa takot, hindi ko na rin inusisa kung bakit. Ako nga pala si Piazza Fontana Vega, o mas kilala bilang Pipay. Dalawampu’t dalawang taong gulang na ako, ngunit hanggang Grade 5 lang ang naabot ko. Natigil ako sa pag-aaral noong mag-asawa muli ang aking ama. Simula noon, naging parang alipin na ako ng aking madrasta. Araw-araw, pareho lang ang eksena sa bahay. Ako ang gumagawa ng lahat ng gawain habang si Madam at ang kanyang anak na si Claire ay nag-e-enjoy sa luho ng buhay. Pero kahit ganoon, may lihim akong pangarap. Minsan, sa mga tahimik na gabi, iniisip ko kung darating ba ang araw na makakawala ako sa ganitong sitwasyon. “PIPAY!” muling sigaw ng aking madrasta, na tila mas nagiging galit pa. Agad kong iniwan ang mop at tumakbo sa kanyang kwarto. Kailangan kong magmadali. Kapag natagalan ako, mas matindi ang parusa. “Madam, may kailangan po ba kayo?” magalang kong tanong sa aking Madrasta. "Bakit ba ang bagal mong kumilos? HETO! Labhan mo pati ang damit ng anak ko!” sigaw niya, sabay hagis sa akin ng maruruming damit. Tumama ito sa aking mukha, pero wala akong nagawa kundi damputin ang mga ito. “Opo, Madam,” sagot ko, habang pinipigil ang pagbagsak ng luha.