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“That’s a wrap, this little rogue has been sold for eight hundred thousand dollars,” the woman cheered. She came towards me with an evil smirk. “Please,” I whispered. “You’re so tough, dear child, your new master will enjoy taming you,” she grinned before I felt a prick in my neck. “Ow! What did…” I didn't finish my question before a wave of dizziness hit me and I passed out. *** Mia faces a heart-wrenching choice to save her mother. Betrayed by her own family, she finds herself imprisoned and at the mercy of a ruthless captor. But hope flickers in the form of two brothers who come to her rescue, revealing a hidden world she never knew existed. As Mia grapples with her newfound destiny and a forbidden love that could unravel everything, she must outsmart her pursuer and navigate a treacherous path to secure her family's future. Will she escape the clutches of darkness and rewrite her own fate?

James wasn't your typical writer. He gave a new meaning to Copywriting. His life wasn't great but he was doing well for himself; six figures in his bank account, and a hot neighbour that he had more than one wet dream about. His life was great until he died of course. Now he's stuck in another world with a secret mission. He's ready to spin another new meaning to copywriting.

My mom is critically ill. Before she passes away, she wants to see me married. It takes 27 days of pleading before my boyfriend, Kyle Grayson, says yes. I wait at the city hall until the doors close, but he never shows up. That same day, his childhood sweetheart, Ruby Callahan, posts their marriage certificate online. "Time flies. Three days more and we'll be a month in." Only then does it hit me. The very first day I begged, Kyle was already Ruby's husband. Right then, a text from Kyle lights up my phone. "Holly, Ruby's family was pushing her into marriage. I couldn't stand by and watch her marry just anyone and ruin her life. We'll be divorced in three days. I'll marry you then." Three days later, he shows up at the city hall in a suit. But all he gets is a text from me. "Goodbye for good, Kyle."

Si Mark San Andres. Seryosong tao, workaholic at tila hindi alam ang salitang pahinga. Isang magaling na Bodyguard si Mark, magaling sa lahat nang bagay pero walang oras sa pakikipag-relasyon Ngunit nang dahil sa isang text message, Nagbago ang lahat. pati ang kanyang puso. matatanggap ka

“Saya tidak akan menikah denganmu! Apalagi saya sudah menyaksikan bagaimana kejamnya dirimu!” tolak Felysia tegas. “O’ow … bukannya takut terhadapku. Kau malah bersikap lebih keras! Hebat … hebat!” ucap sang mafia sambil bertepuk tangan. “Aku tidak takut, bahkan lebih baik kau bunuh saja aku! Lebih baik mati daripada harus menikah denganmu, cuih!” tantang Felysia. “Tidak, kalau kau tiada aku rugi besar. Begini, aku punya dua pilihan terakhir untukmu. Yaitu, singkirkan egomu dan menikahlah denganku, atau kau harus menjual D!r!mu di rumah b0rd!l milikku?” *** Kejadian pahit membuat Felysia Kirania harus kehilangan kedua orang tuanya. Kejadian itu pula yang membuat sesuatu terungkap. Kedua orang tuanya terjerat hutang kepada seorang Mafia dan membuat Lysia yang harus membayar semuanya. Langkah apa yang akan Lysia ambil supaya bisa lunasi hutang orang tuanya? Bagaimana kisah ini berlanjut? Apakah Lysia akan menjalani pernikahan itu? Ikuti terus kisahnya ....

Stanley Chatwin finally knew the meaning of true love when he fell deeply for Lauren, his secretary. But how was he going to get rid of his legally wedded wife Rita?

Rose texted the wrong number after her boyfriend dumped her. She wanted to text her best friend but got the last digit wrong so she ended up revealing her deepest secret to an unknown person. The said unknown person was able to bring back joy and laughter back to her life even without her knowing his name. This story is about Rose and her love life

At three in the morning, I stare at the unknown transaction record on my phone screen, my fingertips turning cold. The record is for a payment of 2980 dollars, made for an executive suite at the Wisteria. The time of payment was 8:00 pm last night. My husband, Tristan Griffin, is a detective. He was on the night shift last night. I clutch my phone, my knuckles turning white as I text Tristan, "I just saw your credit card bill for a hotel stay last night. What's up with that?" His reply is instant. "Our team had to work overtime at the last minute, so they put us up at the hotel. I forgot to tell you about it." I scan the text and sputter. The Wisteria is located in the western region of the city, which is on the other end from where his squad is stationed. I don't press him for more details and click on the bank app on my phone. Having found the vendor's address through the payment record, I sent it to my best friend, Rowena Sheffield, who works as a private detective. She replies instantly with an "OK" emoji and follows up with, "Give me a second. I'll find out everything you want in a jiffy!"

On our third year wedding anniversary, Ricardo Gambino finds me in the estate located far beyond the city's boundaries. As he clutches a pregnancy report, he finds it difficult to suppress the smile on his face. "I have good news for you, Isabella!" Ricardo exclaims excitedly. "Lucia is pregnant! It so happens that you're infertile, we'll have her give birth to the baby, and you can raise them! After that, I'll make sure to send Lucia away. You, on the other hand, shall remain as my wife!" Ricardo's tone is starting to drift. He sounds like he's done something amazing for me and wants me to compliment him. But I merely look at him as though he were a jester. What Ricardo doesn't know is that he's the infertile one. Also, we've already gotten divorced from each other. At that moment, I receive a new text on my phone. Then, I see a photo of an ultrasound report regarding the first trimester of a pregnancy. "Isabella, we're having triplets." The next text pops up immediately. "I shall marry you in three days."

On the third day of my son, Zeke Murphy's disappearance, I've hacked into the smart AI system belonging to the entire apartment block. All 202 families in this block are locked up in their respective homes thanks to my ministrations. After that, I leave my first text message in the residents' group chat. "My son, Zeke Murphy, is in this very building. From now on, I will expose a family's secret every hour. If I can't find Zeke, all of you will go to hell with me." A CEO of a company with tens of millions of dollars' worth of assets is quick to lash out at me angrily in the group chat. "Have you gone nuts? Your son's disappearance has nothing to do with us! I order you to stop what you're doing immediately!" I type out my second text and attach a screenshot of an encrypted financial statement. "@1502Mr.Cooper, you have 59 minutes left. Here's a friendly reminder to check your overseas bank account. I'd like to see if the tax department is interested in its contents." I know that Zeke is currently staring at a resident on this very block right now.