President Wife Is A Man

“Why do I feel like we've met before?” I stared at the young man standing before me, his eyes locked on mine. He tucked some loose strands of my hair behind my ears, his lips stretching into a cocky smirk, “where? In your wet dreams?” ~~~~ Selena has had the same dreams for a very long time—a young man thrusting a silver sword into her chest in a moment of weakness. She'd called it a dream, but after meeting this strange man in her college on an unfaithful day, her whole life takes the other direction. Dominic Lakes, a hot transfer student who's extremely good at playing hockey. He fights to suppress his Alpha aura with the humans around him, but with a particular girl—Selena—it felt like she could see through him with a single glance. What if they'd really met before? Not just in this lifetime but the one before? Would they uncover the truth before it's too late?

Ciara Cabral was kicked out by her mother as soon as she turned sixteen. She’s not part of the family her mother was building with a man not her father. She found herself homeless and helpless. A week into the streets, Renzo Pantoja approached her and offered her a place to stay, having experienced homelessness as well and knowing it must be more difficult for a young girl. He’s usually not at home anyway, too busy working here and there, building up his savings, and chasing the financial freedom he craves. Life isn’t easy, though. There are plenty of challenges. Lacking formal education, Renzo’s finding it difficult to secure a regular employment with good pay and benefits. Even so, he promised himself – never again is he going to sleep on the streets. He’s a hard worker and diligent in whatever jobs he got. Too busy with everything else, he didn’t bother finding love again after his ex-girlfriend turned him down for someone richer. Years passed and Ciara continued her admiration of him. It took him a long time, but one day, he finally recognized her presence as a grown-up woman. But it was then that the complications began. Would he be able to overcome everything and be firm with his decisions?

A forged report. A forced abortion. A husband’s betrayal. I thought my marriage was a fairy tale until the man I loved signed away my baby’s life and left me to burn in a locked hospital ward while he pampered my pregnant best friend. They thought the fire would silence me forever. They were wrong. Rescued from the brink of death and forged in the fires of hate, I’ve returned years later with a new identity and a cold heart. Lucian and Lydia think they’ve won, but they’re about to find out that nothing burns hotter than a woman with nothing left to lose.

On the day Ethan Moore and I are supposed to marry, his adoptive sister, Hazel Moore, threatens to jump off a building. Ethan abandons me in my wedding dress and leaves me jilted for her. As the guests watch me mockingly, I boldly announce, "I'll marry anyone who dares walk down this aisle to me!" Three years later, Ethan returns to the Moore residence with Hazel. I'm seated on the couch and enjoying some oatmeal while watching TV. Ethan stares at my baby bump and snarls, "Who's the father of that child in your belly?" I sip my oatmeal and smile faintly. "A member of the Moore family, of course."

Three Years Ago, An Emergency Mission changed her life, Brought her both pains, Frustration and Joy. Three Years Later, Another Mission gave her a Husband. Can someone please tell her how she became the Bride of this occasion? The Unexpected wedding changed the Life Of Scarlett Blaze for the Second time in 3 years. She thought she could escape from it but then things began to tie them together. The Results of three years ago, Their feelings. When they thought they could finally accept each other but then Rift was created One is an Assassin, One is a Solider One is Wanted, One is a Hero. How could two people who are Opposites be able to be together?

"Married?" I smiled wryly. "Are you referring to that miserable marriage?" All I remember is that marriage is hell-like suffering. Even I can still feel the pain, disappointment, and betrayal Ash Knight inflicted on me. So, why did he have to bring up that fucking marriage when we had been separated for so long. For years I loved him and he threw me away like trash. And he came back and tried to hurt me again. "I can even make her kneel at my feet with just a few sweet words. She is just a woman who is crazy about me even though I have done many things, she will still love me like a loyal female dog," Ash Knight said. I, Freya Loraine, swear revenge on Ash Knight. He is nothing but my ex husband who wants me back.

"BRONZE WINNER IN GOODNOVEL CONTEST" CEO'S DIVORCED WIFE IS SEXY DOCTOR PART 1, CEO'S RUNAWAY BRIDE IS SEXY DOCTOR 2 "What are you doing? This is an hospital." I protested, though my body is doing the opposite. He slowly unbuttoned my shirt, "It doesn't matter doctor." His lips brushed past my ear, giving me the chills. I am under his command now. "You need to stop..." "Go ahead darling.." He whispered to my ear, "Strip. I'd like my body melting in yours now." Those words are enough to send me into another dimension. This is an hospital, but I don't care. His hands are going down my thighs, trying to pull my jeans down. I'm going let him screw me in the hospital... ••••••••••• All Damon Montreal needed to do was save his ex wife's baby which is also his but he refused to help her. She lost the baby thanks to that, but had the chance of getting another one... Bianca was fazed when her husband suddenly stopped loving her and changed towards her. She tried to see why but could not figure it out. He abandoned her even with her pregnancy. He made it clear he wanted nothing to do with her baby. Until she came back a few years later as his father's doctor. Then, he starts to desire her more than ever especially knowing she has a child for him. They start learning the truth of what happened between them years ago. Bianca is not willing to forgive him, what about a son who brings them together? Will Damon succeed in making her his again? Will he lose the chance just like he did before when an obstacle arrives?

That day, my parents and sister who were all working abroad suddenly told me that I was a second-generation rich with trillions of dollars in wealth!Gerald Crawford: I am a second-generation rich?

I buried him myself. I stood at his grave with dirt on my hands and grief in my throat as I said goodbye to the only man I ever thought I would love. Kael was my betrothed, my mate, the boy who grew up beside me and became the person I built every future around. When the war took him it did not just take him — it took every version of myself that existed because of him. Years passed. The moon goddess, in her mercy, gave me something I never asked for — a second chance. Rowan was not supposed to happen. He was patient where I was resistant, steady where I was broken, and present in every way I had convinced myself no one would ever be again. I did not want to love him. And then I did not know how to stop. I was finally learning what it meant to choose life again. When Kael walked back through my door. Alive. Unchanged. And completely unable to explain where he had been. Now I am torn between a love that was written into my soul before I was old enough to understand what souls were, and a man who chose me quietly and completely when I had nothing left to offer. The elders say this is not a reverse harem blessing. There is no keeping both. I have to choose. But how do you bury someone you love twice?

On the very day I sold my company shares to raise money for my wife’s medical treatment, my phone flashed with a notification about a trending post. "My husband or my lover, which should I choose?" An anonymous reply shot to the top of the comments. "Why choose? I want both." What followed was a casual, shameless confession. A staged car accident right after the wedding, a fake overseas treatment plan, parents who helped maintain the lie, and millions siphoned off under the excuse of life-saving medical fees. The money was never for treatment. It funded luxury vacations, hotel suites, and a long-term affair. Someone asked if she was afraid her husband would find out. Her answer was chilling. "Why would I be afraid? He thinks he took my first time and swore to take responsibility for me forever. He doesn’t know it was just a repair surgery I did for his sake." The post ended with a vacation photo. A woman in a bikini, smiling under the sun. And on her waist, a tattoo with the letters 'NG.' The same tattoo worn by my wife.