Paper Towns Quentin

“Take off your dress, Meadow.” “Why?” “Because your ex is watching,” he said, leaning back into his seat. “And I want him to see what he lost.” ••••*••••*••••* Meadow Russell was supposed to get married to the love of her life in Vegas. Instead, she walked in on her twin sister riding her fiance. One drink at the bar turned to ten. One drunken mistake turned into reality. And one stranger’s offer turned into a contract that she signed with shaking hands and a diamond ring. Alaric Ashford is the devil in a tailored Tom Ford suit. Billionaire CEO, brutal, possessive. A man born into an empire of blood and steel. He also suffers from a neurological condition—he can’t feel. Not objects, not pain, not even human touch. Until Meadow touches him, and he feels everything. And now he owns her. On paper and in his bed. She wants him to ruin her. Take what no one else could have. He wants control, obedience… revenge. But what starts as a transaction slowly turns into something Meadow never saw coming. Obsession, secrets that were never meant to surface, and a pain from the past that threatens to break everything. Alaric doesn’t share what’s his. Not his company. Not his wife. And definitely not his vengeance.

What she wanted was to have an ordinary and normal life. But it seems like destiny had written something different and twisted for her. Almene was about to marry the man she loved. It was the day she was looking forward to and what lies for the both of them ahead. Ngunit tila siya binibiro ng tadhana nang maaksidente ang kanyang fiance sa mismong araw ng kanilang kasal. To make things worse, nalulong sa sugal ang kanyang ama mula nang mamatay ang kanyang ina at hinahabaol na ito ng pinagkakautangan at pinagbantaang ipapakulong kapag hindi nabayaran ang kabuuang halaga. Walang nagawa si Almene kundi ang puntahan ang taong pinagkakautangan ng kanyang ama, who turned out to be Lideon Ambrose Martin, a ruthless billionaire and notorious playboy who owns one of the biggest casinos in the metro at siyang may-ari rin ng casinong kinalulungan ng kanyang ama. Nakiusap siya ritong bigyan siya ng kaunting palugit para mabayaran ang utang. She didn’t expect the debt to be ten million pesos though. Sa kabila ng pakiusap niya ay hindi man lang naawa si Lideon sa kanya. Instead, he gave her a proposal – and that is to stage a marriage in paper only – bilang kabayaran sa pagkakautang.

"Marley!" He jerked off of his seat, "I forbid you from uttering that name henceforth. I can't believe this!" he grabbed his hair tightly.  "Mar-" "Don't!" he cut her off before flinging the piece of paper toward her which only flew a little distance from him to the carpeted floor.  "Nine weeks?" ****** The night; Liza, a nineteen years old stripper, Sacrifices her school to sponsor her sisters to college, Pays the bills, and wins bread. Things get worse when dean fires her after discovering she bares a customer's offspring. Wealth; Marley Woods, twenty-three with enough to be called a billionaire is the CEO of a known automotive manufacturing company.But a night's misbehavior engulfs him into a brain wrecking dilemma. Love and disaster; Zaphrina and Marley started on a rocky path with the help of his perspective on women. Sparks begin to build up between these two immiscible humans as Zaphrina becomes her worst nightmare's employee and fate being the perfect ribbon-wrapped gift it is, both find themselves in a situation neither can do without the other. Liza shows up just in time to ruin the smooth union with the help of someone who seeks Marley's grief more than she seeks his happiness.

Estelle’s life was once a fairy tale, filled with love and promise. However, tragedy struck on the day of their wedding. Estelle’s father and Cristofer’s parents were involved in a car accident that took their lives instantly. The loss was devastating for Cristofer, causing him to sink into deep sorrow and anger towards Estelle. One tragedy comes after another, and she finds herself battling cancer, heartbreak, and deceit. In a world where all seems lost, Estelle must dig deep to find the strength to fight for what she loves most. **** Cristofer’s magnetic yet cold voice wrenched her mind back to reality, “Sign the divorce paper now!” Estelle laid down her legs, sat up, and asked, “Did you drink?” “It’s none of your business.” “Drinking is bad for your stomach.” “I need to drink so that I won’t feel disgusted when having sex with you.” “You couldn’t wait to divorce me?” Her voice sounded weak. She turned her back on him as the smoke nearly smothered her, and she started coughing again. “You know that, don’t you?” Cristofer deliberately breathed out a stream of smoke in her direction and felt inexplicably pleased to see her coughing and trembling.

Tempting. It was tempting for she-wolf, Lara Zane, to pick up the small flyer that fell out of her bully’s bag. The paper felt rough in her hands when she picked it up, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw who was on it: Ashton Martins, Alpha of the Blue River pack. It was an announcement of his 18th birthday party, but also a reminder that she could never attend such an elite party. She was a nobody; an omega low-class nobody.But fate had a plan of its own. She manages to get invited to this party miraculously and meets her crush for the first time in person. Ashton is a gentleman, of course, and takes her breath away when he tells her that she’s his mate. But everything changes for Lara in a blink of an eye when her supposed mate rejects her later in front of hundreds of people. The very night she had her heart stomped on by the Alpha of the Blue River pack was the same night that fate pushed her into the arms of a powerful, mysterious, and compassionate man: the demon king, Zayn Meyer.With love between their species forbidden, Zayn tries his hardest not to fall for innocent Lara Zane, but with each look into her eyes; each smile from her, and each flip of her hair, he found himself drowning. Drowning in a love that he was forbidden to have.

At the company holiday party raffle, I'd barely stepped on stage when my superior, Victor Grant, shoved a crumpled slip into my hand. "Special prize for our top sales guy. Go on, open it. Let's show everyone." All eyes were on me as I unfolded it. Scrawled across the paper: [VIP janitor status unlocked—every toilet in the company, three days.] The room lost it—laughter everywhere. Victor crossed his arms, grinning. "Fair, right? Everyone knows you climbed the ranks hooking up with rich cougars. Gotta avoid hard feelings for the others, yeah? While the rest of us take a break, you can get busy. You're not gonna back out, are you?" The crowd cracked up. My girlfriend—and CEO—Rachel Sullivan stood off to the side, watching. Didn't say a word. Everyone waited for me to explode. Instead, I just nodded. Next day, over 300 refund requests hit. Cash flow flatlined. Victor and Rachel begged me to talk the buyers down. I shrugged. "Nah. Don't wanna save the company and make my performance too good. That'd just cause more ' hard feelings,' right?"

I had been married to Lucius Martin for three years, and in all that time, there was never a shortage of women around him. Each time he brought another woman home, he would give me a necklace worth a fortune. In just three short years, I had accumulated ninety-nine necklaces. When Lucius fastened the hundredth necklace around my neck, I no longer cried or made a scene. Because this time, the woman he cheated with was my own older sister, the one who had beaten and scolded me since we were children. The man I loved most joined hands with the person I hated most to torment me together. At that moment, my heart finally died. This time, I took the initiative and walked up to Lucius, placing a house purchase contract into his hands. "As long as you sign this," I said, "you can do whatever you want with her." A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, but in the end, he signed without hesitation. For the first time ever, he even leaned down and gently kissed my cheek. "Good girl," he murmured. "You've finally learned to behave." I personally opened the car door for him and watched as he hurried off toward my sister. When the car disappeared completely from sight, I let out a long breath. Then I reached beneath the documents and pulled out the paper hidden there—a divorce agreement.

To protect his biological child, the mafia Don deliberately announces to the world that my fiance is his long-lost son. A Rolls-Royce pulls up outside my house. My fiance stares at his custom-tailored suit, his entire body trembling with excitement. I'm about to tell him it's all a lie when he shoves me aside and brushes off his sleeves with disgust, like he's touching something filthy. "Stay away from me. I can smell the poverty on you from here!" "Since I'm the Don's son, our engagement is over. An unwanted nobody like you isn't even fit to lick my boots." I try to explain, but he pulls out a check and slams it against my face—the sharp paper edge slices across my cheek. "Here's a million dollars. Consider it a breakup fee, and don't bother me again. We're not from the same world anymore." Watching the check flutter down into the mud, I quietly dim my phone screen. On it is a text from my father, the mafia Don. "Mia cara figlia, bear with it a little longer. Papa will bring you home soon to take over the family." Since he wants to burn every bridge between us, fine. He can have all this fortune on a silver platter. Whether he'll live long enough to enjoy it is another question entirely.

Some debts can only be paid in blood... or marriage. When Isabella Caldwell wakes to her father's anguished howl, she discovers her family's fortune has vanished overnight. But the truth is far worse than bankruptcy. Fifteen years ago, her father caused the deaths of Alexander Blackwood's parents, and now the bill has come due. The terms are simple and non-negotiable: Isabella will marry Alexander, or her family loses everything,including her mother's critical medical care. Alexander Blackwood has spent six years meticulously planning his revenge. Cold, calculated, and utterly ruthless, he's built an empire from the ashes of his family's destruction. Taking Winston Caldwell's daughter as his wife is the perfect punishment for the man who orphaned him at sixteen. What he doesn't expect is Isabella herself, fierce, talented, and unflinching even as her world collapses around her. She agrees to the marriage but makes one thing clear: he may own her name, but he'll never possess her spirit. As these two damaged souls begin their paper marriage, unexpected sparks ignite between them. But can passion overcome the weight of the past? Or will Alexander's need for vengeance consume them both? BLOOD CONTRACT is a dark, emotional romance featuring a brooding anti-hero, a resilient artist determined to survive, and a marriage arrangement that's binding in more ways than one.

I never in my wildest imagination thought that my life would one day take such a huge turn: signing a marriage contract with Jonathan Wells, the coldest billionaire in Wells Enterprise, so my sister could stay alive. It was supposed to be cut and dry: I’d be his wife on paper, and in return, he would take care of my sister’s medical bill and promise our future. No attachments. No strings. Business only. But life rarely adheres to a simple script, does it? Pulled into his ruthless world, secrets of my past start to resurface, putting everything in jeopardy. I, Chloe Jackson, was the illegitimate daughter of his biggest competitor-a man I had been running from my whole life. Now my estranged father wants me back under his control, just when I’m starting to see that maybe Jonathan isn’t as heartless as he seems. Torn between the board’s merciless scrutiny, Jonathan’s mistrust, and a corporate war driven by my father, I’m adrift in a maelstrom of power, betrayal, and something even more dangerous—love. I wasn’t supposed to fall for him. I wasn’t supposed to care. But in the end, it might not be the contract that keeps our worlds apart-but rather the very thing that could mend my heart. Because Jonathan Wells isn’t just a billionaire. He’s the only man who can break me-or save me.