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Georgina knew nothing of her father's dealings with the Richardson family. She only knew that she had fallen in love with her husband against his wish. She desired Adam so much but as theirs was a marriage convenience, she could only look, not touch. She had her own reason for agreeing to marry him--which was not financial gain, as Adam ruefully thinks but how could the truth stay hidden, when she shared such intense passion with her husband...

Leaving behind the world she knew, Sia Martin made her way into the world of money, power and blood along with her friends. Their happy dreams didn't know about the price they have to pay for success. When the life of lies catches upto Sia, threatening to take away everything from her, she relies on the person she hates the most. Hardin Black, the rumoured murderer and stone - hearted CEO of one of the biggest corporations around. He makes her sign a contract for life, snatching her freedom in return of one promise but is he really the saviour she thinks he is or is he just another devil around the door to tempt her into giving away everything voluntarily?

A young woman is reborn inside a mecha VRMMO consumed by galactic warfare, and must rise above the failings of her old life or be lost forever. As she ascends, a spreading darkness threatens to tear her galaxy apart.

(A Nigerian-themed Romance) The mysterious and sudden death of her parents at age six puts Amarachi, a young Nigerian girl, at the mercy of her uncle and his cruel wife Lydia, who will stop at nothing to make Amarachi's life miserable as a result of a personal vendetta she holds against Amarachi's late mother. Born out of rape with a special gift in sewing, fate takes Amarachi on a journey to discover her roots and triumph against all odds as she encounters betrayal, pain and most importantly love admits people who are bent on ruining her life even if it means killing her. This is a beautiful Nigerian story that portrays the plights, self discovery and self determination of a young gifted girl who wants to succeed not withstanding the difficulties of life.

Feligan D'xario tidak segan-segan mengusik wanita yang mengganggu pikiran dan jiwanya. semua keinginannya yang tertahan selama ini langsung saja tidak terkendali karena wanita itu yang tak lain adalah Shakira. Sudah lama Feligan tidak merasakan pemberontakan lagi apalagi wanita yang ia temui ini mempunyai jiwa liar dan membuatnya sedikit senang sekaligus kesal. Ia tidak menyangka wanita itu berani menantangnya tanpa tau akibat yang akan diterimanya, tapi tidak apa, karena akhirnya ia dapat bermain kembali! "Kau tidak akan lepas dariku, Shakira, sekalipun kau menghilang dari pandanganku. Apapun yang ada di dirimu tidak akan pernah dimiliki siapapun selain diriku," desis Feligan tepat di telinga Shakira yang kini memerah karena hembusan napas pria itu. Shakira mencoba menatap Feligan menantang. "Kau tidak akan mendapatkannya, diriku adalah milikku!" Feligan menyeringai. "Ya, dan akan menjadi milikku juga nanti," balasnya.

Brandon has been taken by the evil trio of Corinda, Casen, and Severn. But all isn't as it seems for these three. While in their custody, a new enemy emerges. Will Brandon be able to bring these three back into the fold? Or will their mateship fall apart? And how will they deal with the new threat to wolfkind? This is the third installment in the Trio of Mates series. You can find book one (Trio of Mates) and book two (War of Threes) here on GoodNovel.

Warning - This story contains dark content (This story is based on pure fiction and imagination. In no condition this is meant to hurt anyone's political or religious views. This is just for the entertainment purpose.) The story belongs to... Damon Delgado who is a mafia lord who is as feared as death, he never hurts women though, but what happens suddenly is that he forces a widow woman to marry him. Was he in love? No! He was in hate and the marriage is Punishment for her. What did the poor woman do to him to deserve that? Mira Thakur, the hot headed and short tempered girl. How is she going to handle the torture of her mafia husband? When the two different worlds collide, the darkness blazes. If Damon is ice then Mira is a fire!

"I'm sorry for what I'm about to tell you. I just don't want you to have any misconceptions about this marriage." "What do you mean?" "I don't like beating about the bush, so I will go straight to the point. I don't like you and don't want to get married to you. I had to consent because my mother requested this from me, and I just couldn't say no to her." "What are you now trying to say?" "You shouldn't have any expectations from me or from this marriage."

When I was seven, my father brought home a beautiful lady who gave me a mango. That day, my mother watched me happily eating the mango while she signed her name on the divorce papers. After that, she jumped off the roof of our building. From then on, mangoes became the nightmare of my life. So on my wedding day, I told my husband, Alan Holt, "If you ever want a divorce, just give me a mango." Alan pulled me into his arms, quiet. From then on, mangoes became off-limits for him, too. On Christmas Eve of our fifth year of marriage, Alan's childhood sweetheart, Larissa Fennimore, left a mango on his desk at the office. The very same day, Alan announced he was cutting ties with Larissa and fired her from the company. That day, I truly believed he was the man I was meant to be with. Half a year later, I flew back from overseas, having just closed a partnership deal worth about 200 million dollars. At the celebration dinner, Alan handed me a drink. After I had finished half the glass, his so-called childhood sweetheart, the woman who had been kicked out of the company, stood behind me with a big grin and asked, "Does the mango juice taste good?" I stared at Alan in disbelief, and he was trying hard not to laugh. "Don't be mad. Larissa insisted I played a little joke on you. I didn't actually give you a mango; I just gave you a bottle of mango juice. But I think she's right. The fact that you don't eat mangoes is a real problem. You were really enjoying that juice just now." My face went cold. I lifted my hand and threw the rest of the mango juice in his face, then turned around and walked away. Some things are never a joke. I wouldn't kid around with mangoes or divorce.

The New Year was just around the corner. While I was doing a thorough cleaning, I stumbled upon something beneath the couch. It was a damp, used condom, and it still had a faint lipstick stain on the edge. One thing I was sure of was that I didn't use this brand, but the lipstick color? It matched perfectly with my girlfriend Lindsey Stirling's.