Novel & Cerita Penguin Young Reader

After I became mentally challenged, my godmother, Fenelle Porter, took care of me personally. She not only massaged me and helped me exercise, but she also never resisted my touch. My godfather, Sam Porter, took advantage of my situation and was always intimate with Fenelle in front of me. Little did they know that I had already recovered. While Fenelle and Sam were video chatting, and she was using toys to pleasure herself during the video call, I put myself into her. Sam was completely unaware all along.

"Holy shit! You're built like a horse down there! At this rate, you'll definitely kill my daughter in bed!" Due to my swollen dick syndrome, my wife, Sabrina Ryder, refuses to sleep with me because of the pain I've brought her. But when my mother-in-law, Diana Wilcox, finds out about my condition, she's elated to say the least. That's when she straddles me immediately. "I have a big frame, not to mention I've given birth to triplets in the past. My body definitely is a good match with yours!"

For seven years, I had been the secret of Enzo Gallo, the new Don of the Gallo family. When I went to register our son Lucas's birth, I discovered Enzo had already married his sister-in-law, Camilla, and claimed her child as his own. Her child became the heir to the family, with all the privileges that entailed. My child became a shameful bastard. Years ago, after Enzo's brother died, the family elders gave Enzo one condition to become Don: he had to have an heir with his sister-in-law to secure the Gallo bloodline. That night, Enzo held me close and swore I was his only true wife. He promised that once Camilla gave birth, he would give me the wedding I deserved. But he missed Lucas's birthday the day Camilla went into labor. Instead of the wedding he promised me, all I got was the news of his marriage to his sister-in-law. My son gently wiped away my tears with his small hand: "Mamma, don't be sad. I changed my birthday wish. I don't want a Papa anymore." "I don't care about being an heir. Having you is enough." I pulled Lucas into my arms, swallowing the bitterness that rose in my throat. "Who says you aren't an heir? Baby, Mamma is taking you home. To our family." What Enzo doesn't know is that I am the only daughter of the most powerful Mafia family in Sicily. I never cared about being the Donna of the Gallo family.

After my wife, Estelle Parks, gave birth, I hired a live-in nanny to take care of her and the baby. I never expected that paying top dollar would bring home someone who acted like she owned the place. I had to cook every meal after work and mop the floors before bed. She even helped herself to the pricey bone broth I had bought for Estelle. I got so fed up that I wanted to fire her, but Estelle just shrugged it off. "As long as she takes care of the baby, what does it matter if she rests or eats a little? It's not like we're struggling." And yet, Estelle had always hated people who took advantage of others.

When Hayley Winters meets an elderly woman on the beach, she has no idea the turn her life is about to take. The elderly woman turns out to be Helen Dominic, grandmother of billionaire Xander Dominic, one of the most gorgeous, sought after bachelors around. Having just found out she is unwell, Grandma Helen decides its time her playboy grandson settled down. Preferably with someone that would care for him more than his money. Hayley is her choice. Sparks fly between Hayley and Xander from the second they meet and a marriage of convenience soon turns into something more special than either of them could have envisioned. However external forces like ex's, backstabbing friends and personal insecurities all work together to try and cause a rift between the happy couple. With the odds stacked against them from the start, will their blossoming love and a grandmothers well wishes be enough to keep them together when the contract ends or will they give in to the forces working against them?

After Katherine Winston delays our wedding for the tenth time, I decide to set her free. At the celebratory party thrown by my friend for his second newborn, I arrive at the venue to congratulate him in advance. When my best friend invites me to a camping trip, I walk away as soon as Katherine shows up. When my company decides to dispatch me to Katherine's company to follow up with the project we're working on, I tender my resignation without hesitation. Even when Katherine's parents visit me in hopes of convincing me to forgive Katherine. But I refuse to leave my residence at all. I take the liberty to delete all the photos with Katherine in them. Then, I block her number and on all social media platforms. Finally, I delete the social media account that has been recording our daily lives as a couple. Just like that, I cut myself off everything related to Katherine. We've known each other for 25 years, and we've been in a relationship for 5 of them. I've always thought that we're each other's only love in life. That is, until the wedding I've prepared for gets delayed for the tenth time. It's then realization finally dawns on me. I should love myself first before loving someone else.

"Doctor, hurry up and examine me." Inside the consultation room, a stunning woman was laying face down on the bed. She raised her hips toward me and asked me to examine her condition, but I wasn't a doctor. Just as I was about to refuse, she pulled down her pants to reveal her fair, smooth back. Who could possibly resist that?

Iridessa saved Maya Wilder from drowning and was rewarded with a cold, contract marriage to a man who despised her. For three years, she was the hidden brain behind Wilder Tech, building an empire for a husband who thought she was a social climber and a family that treated her like a servant. Every day, his first love, Malani, sent her photos of their "affair," and every day, Iridessa stayed—until the night Malani drugged Slade. ​When Iridessa tried to help her incapacitated husband, the night ended in a passion he wouldn't remember. By morning, the sweetness turned to ash. Slade accused Iridessa of drugging him to trap him, and a final, violent confrontation with his sister became Iridessa's wake-up call. She walked out of the mansion, stripped off the clothes his family bought her, and disappeared. ​Five years later, the Wilder empire is crumbling, and they are desperate to meet the mysterious tycoon who bought their debt. When the boardroom doors open, it isn't a man who walks in. It’s Iridessa—no longer a victim, but the billionaire heiress holding the keys to their ruin. She isn't just back for her company; she’s back with a secret that looks exactly like the man who broke her.

Lizzy had no idea who her parents were or why they decided to abandon her and her elder sister, Joan when she was just a baby. She believed she was useless as she could not unlock her powers and her despair increased as she was finding it hard to connect with it but when she finds out that her mate was Alpha Gerald who was the next king of the throne and whose guts she totally despised, she starts to get in tune with her powers and discovered that she was a Lycan. And after that her life became a rollercoaster ad she came to discover who her parents were and the realization that it was somehow in her destiny to either be the savior of the night walking creatures or their destruction. Will she succumb to her life's difficulty or will she fight for herself and the people she loved?

On the day I entered my contract marriage with Brian Janson, a flood of comments suddenly flashed before my eyes. [No…! The villainess is going to ruin the male lead’s purity!] [The CEO’s first time should belong to the heroine! Shameless woman, get off his waist right now!] [Are they going to do it or not? I’m on a tight schedule.] [Come on, have some loyalty to the main couple!] [If Brian knew he wouldn’t be able to give Quincy the ‘pure, untouched version’ of himself in the future, he’d probably drown in guilt.] Pure, untouched version? Sorry. I was born a villain, and making trouble is what I do best. So while Brianwas drunk, I leaned in without the slightest bit of guilt. The comments exploded again. [It’s over. They look like they’re about to get married for real!] [Am I seeing things? Did the male lead just… smile?]