Pov Hospital Bed

The story of a girl who was forced to marry a paralazed son of the Haydenon a sick bed but fell in love with him and helped him healed.

It was less than twenty-four hours until Amara Brady was supposed to walk down the aisle and pledge her life to the heir to the Fraser Fortune. Somewhere between cocktails and faux smiles came a masked man like a thief in the night, leaving behind only speculation of the absentee bride. She quickly comes to realize that no matter how clever, quick, or determined she may be that this man will never let her go... *Dark Romance *Obsessed MMC *Dual POV

Verssa Yanng, at a youthful nineteen years of age, boasts an undeniable allure, his striking visage, height six feet in stature, lean yet sturdy. His attractiveness is undeniable; he possesses a universally pleasing look that captivates from every angle. By the tender age of eighteen, Vers had already ascended to the summit of the fashion world as a coveted Top Super Model, dominating the runways of fashion weeks across nearly all continents. At nineteen, his cameo appearance in a movie unexpectedly seized the spotlight, with the supporting role eclipsing even the film's protagonist. Yet, the rosy facade of fame conceals its thorns. Beneath the dazzle lay the shadows of terror: malevolent letters, corrosive threats, and the persistent nocturnal intrusion of rabid fans knocking on his apartment door. Vers recalls having relocated over five times due to the relentless leakage of his whereabouts to his fanatic followers. One night, after a midnight shoot, Vers almost get kidnaped by a group that blocked his car and forcibly pulled him out. An escape landed him in a hospital bed, where he awoke to the presence of a mysterious figure in black. Gale Anderson, a former war veteran turned professional bodyguard, now stands as a sentinel for Vers. A very quiet and mysterious man, handsome yet frigid. His countenance rarely betrays emotion, six feet and five inches tall. His broad hands lifted Vers's slight frame with ease that rendered him akin to a mere child in his grasp. His aura is shrouded in enigma, withholding the identity of his employer, yet his mission remains unwavering: to keep Vers safe by any means necessary. For Vers, unfortunately, it's like a living nightmare; his freedom was robbed as his watchful bodyguard trailed him incessantly, even to the restroom.

Devan Williams, the richest man in the country, gets shot by an assailant when he's giving a speech. He's quickly sent to the hospital I work at to undergo a heart transplant surgery. But my girlfriend, Katie Wilder, insists that her childhood friend, Luke Rivera, has to become Devan's primary doctor. She even takes off Devan's oxygen mask just to coerce me into handing the position over. "Ashton Howard, if you don't get out of here once I count to three, you'll be facing imprisonment due to medicinal malpractice!" As I look at Devan, whose face has gone horribly crimson due to asphyxiation, all I feel is a strong sense of ridicule. So, I call the hospital's security guards on Katie and Luke with the intention to have them dragged out. But the security captain, Jason Wilder, is actually Katie's younger brother who relied on her just to get his hands on this job. He has me pinned on the floor instead. "From the way I see it, you're the criminal who wants Devan dead! Be honest with me; did you sneak into this hospital just so you can kill him behind everyone's backs?" I can't help but struggle against Jason. But that's when Luke tramples all over my fingers, causing them to fracture. At that moment, the vitals monitor begins beeping shrilly. I lift my head to glare at the culprits. "All of you can never escape your fate!"

When I took a bullet for Theo Moretti, the bullet grazed my temple, compressing the optic nerve and causing blindness in both my eyes. He kneeled by my hospital bed, pressed the family crest to his chest, and swore: “Sophie, I will be your eyes for life. If I break this oath, may I die a horrendous death.” I believed him. However, the day my sight returned, I saw Theo through the bedroom door, naked on our marital bed with the maid, Isabella. He gripped her waist and thrust violently, his voice hoarse in a way I had never heard, growling, “Bella… you really are the most seductive woman in all of Sicily…” “Theo, who else besides me could satisfy you like this in bed? Divorce that blind woman already!” Isabella nibbled his earlobe. “After all, I’m the one who truly understands you.” “Wait a little longer,” Theo panted. “I need time… Don Lucas just handed me control of the docks. If I divorce now, I’ll be left with nothing.” Rare snowflakes rained down outside. I walked barefoot out of the estate in a thin nightgown and sent an encrypted message to my father. “Father, send someone to pick me up in three days. I’m coming home.” Don Lucas, my father, never expected that the boss he had personally promoted would dare betray his daughter. He replied with a single sentence: “For daring to betray you, Theo’s dead.” What I did not know was that this message would ignite a storm that would sweep across all of Sicily. In three days, Theo Moretti, the man I had risked my life for and I had personally helped rise to power, would lose everything he held dear, including me.

She was a deal. Until she became his obsession. Until he became her ruin. Until the lines blur. Alina Carter has three things left: a mother in a hospital bed, an eviction notice, and twenty-four hours to find a miracle. The miracle arrives in a black car, with an envelope, and a name she already knows to fear. Adrian Voss. Billionaire. Ruthless. The kind of man people warn you about in the same breath they describe a natural disaster. His offer is simple. Move into his penthouse. Attend his events. Play the role his world requires. In return, every debt is cleared, her mother is taken care of, and she walks away in six months with her life restored. What he doesn't tell her is the truth behind the offer. That she is not a solution to his problem. She is the problem. Three years ago, Alina unknowingly destroyed one of his most important business deals — and Adrian Voss has never forgotten a debt. She was chosen. She was arranged. She was bought. But somewhere between the cold terms of the contract and the man who keeps protecting her when he doesn't have to, the lines begin to blur. Adrian begins to feel things he didn't plan for. Alina begins to see a person underneath the control she didn't expect to find. And then the truth comes out — all of it. The revenge. The manipulation. The years of planning. when they are both in danger. The only person Adrian trusts with her safety is himself. And the only question that matters is the one neither of them has an answer to yet: Can something real grow from a foundation built entirely on revenge? Or will the truth destroy them both before they get the chance to find out?

On the day Shane Jackson and I registered our marriage, his infatuated secretary pushed me off a building. I fractured two ribs, lost my baby instantly, and slipped into a coma. Shane stayed by my side and told everyone I was his only wife, never leaving my bedside. But when no one was watching, he pressed that secretary against the hospital bed and murmured, "If it weren't for you, Lily and I would already have a three-year-old child. You owe us a baby. This is what you must repay her." Joanna Rogers trembled in his arms, eyes full of tears. "I'm sorry, Mr. Jackson. I loved you too much. I'll accept whatever punishment you give me." A moment later, I heard their heavy breathing. My eyes, which had been shut for three years, suddenly opened. Tears rolled down my cheeks.

Every anniversary, Mark had some twisted surprise for me. Our tenth? He strutted into the ballroom holding hands with an escort wearing straight up lingerie. "Jenna, she's cold. Hand over your dress." Then, like that wasn't sick enough: "And the lingerie. She likes your vibe." I clutched my collar, trying to keep it together. He didn't care—just yanked it open. "Cut the act. Your dad sold you to me, remember? That slutty look you used to give me—I still see it." Everyone stared, waiting for me to break. So I did the one thing I could. "I want a divorce." Again. Mark just laughed and chucked a stack of photos on the table—me, covered in marks, curled in bed, a total mess. "You say that every year. And every year, you're back in my bed. Think your mom keeps that hospital spot if these get out?"

GENRE: Werewolf, reverse harem, romance, regret, second chance, fast paced plot, first person POV, fantasy. WARNING: Mature content included. Read if you can handle the heat. “Kiss me, Leon? After you rejected me? After you threw me out like trash? Go kiss your Maya.” Elena’s laugh was bitter, her body pressed against the chest of her new mate, Alpha Kael. Leon’s jaw clenched, his voice breaking. “You were mine first, Elena. You’ll always be mine.” Once a lowly omega maid, Elena was rejected and banished by her mate, Alpha Leon. Saved by the ruthless Alpha Kael, she is treated like a queen—but her heart is torn when Leon returns, desperate to win her back. Add in Zane, the charming Beta who flirts with danger, and Ethan, the dark hybrid with deadly secrets, and Elena finds herself caught in a storm of love, obsession, and betrayal. Four powerful men. One broken bond. One fated omega who holds them all together. Which man is she going to choose?

Some time ago, I was a delivery boy. One day, I received an order to deliver adult toys. When I went to the hotel room, I found a beautiful woman kneeling on a bed with her back turned to me. She only wore a thong. At that moment, I received a message on the delivery app. "Use the toys to bring her pleasure. If you do well, I will reward you with one hundred thousand dollars."