Pure

I went abroad for three years to build a lab and save my husband's company from collapse. After endless struggles, I finally cracked the technical problems and developed the core technology. When I returned home with that breakthrough, I saw the airport video board plastered with the same impossible headline—my husband was getting married. I felt a hot, furious ache and took a taxi straight to the venue. … A woman who had cared for our household for years blocked me at the gate and sneered. "Who do you think you are, showing up at the Stone family's wedding? Get out of here, or I'll get security to throw you out." For a moment, I stood rooted, but then the bride appeared, walking out of the villa in a wedding gown. It was the woman Adrian Stone had once told me was dead—his first love, Evelyn Sutton. She wore my wedding ring on her finger and looked at me with pure contempt. "You want to make a scene at my wedding?" she said. "If you do, you're really asking for trouble. My husband, Adrian, won't hesitate to take care of you." I folded my arms and let out a cold laugh. "Adrian's getting married? Funny, I don't recall getting an invitation."

"Tell me, what was I doing to your body last night?" He gingerly kneaded his finger around her core and a moan left her lips, he was torturing her. She didn't like that. "You were touching me like this," she cried out when Darian thrust his fingers into her wet hole. "Like this, Darian!" She held onto the headboard, letting him take full charge of her clit. Darian stroked her gently, looking into her eyes as he moved his fingers against her clit. She cried out in pure pleasure, "Please Darian." She felt a spasm building up between her legs. Throwing her head backwards, she reached her peak in no time. "Was that how I touched you?" Darian rolled on the bed, positioning her back on the bed. - - As a repayment of her father's debt, Darian Dawson asked for Lena's hand in marriage. Darian is a ruthless man, the next in line to the Dawson family mafia. Lena is a normal girl from the westside of London, a fresh university graduate who is looking forward to having a good life with her best friend until Darian showed up, completely ruining her plans, possessing her and taking full control of her life.

My best friend, Emily Summers, who had always been terrified of dogs, suddenly told me she was planning to buy a pet dog. That’s when I knew that she had been reincarnated too. In my previous life, I bought a pure white toy poodle from a pet shop. From the moment that little dog came into my home, everything in my life turned around. Morgan Hale, our manager who had always been at odds with me, suddenly offered me a promotion and a raise. Even the client I’d been struggling to win over for months personally requested to sign the deal with me. But the most unbelievable change of all? Silas Sullivan, the company’s tall, rich, and handsome CEO got down on one knee and proposed to me after a party, saying he wanted to marry me. I had said yes and even invited Emily to the wedding to witness my happiest moment. However, driven by jealousy, she stabbed me to death on the day of the wedding. "Why should someone like you get to marry a CEO while I’m stuck working three shifts a day like a damn slave?" The next time I opened my eyes, I was back at that moment, standing beside her, at the pet shop, looking at dogs…

Jerome Hernandez was the hottest name in the NBA. He's an overnight sensation admired for his hypnotic moves on the court, striking looks, sharp mind, and refined demeanor. He embodied pure charisma. Yet, behind his skyrocketing fame, Jerome remained a humble, God-fearing gentleman who effortlessly captured the hearts of millions of adoring women. What no one knew was that he harbored a secret love for Jessica Lopez, the world’s youngest, richest, best-selling author. Jessica, with her beauty, elegance, and undeniable glamour, quietly admired Jerome as well. Their paths intertwined through Sandra Mariano, Jerome’s new neighbor and Jessica’s closest, yet undisclosed, best friend. Haunted by the trauma of her parents’ tragic death, Sandra lived a life shadowed by mystery and occasional bouts of multiple personalities. With Sandra’s help, Jerome and Jessica finally found each other and soon became the most envied couple in the celebrity world. But their picture-perfect love story was suddenly put to the test when Jerome began developing feelings for Sandra. Though he tried to resist, the pull only grew stronger until it became impossible to ignore. In the end, he risked his spotless reputation and credibility, silently confessing through his actions the truth he could no longer deny...he was falling for his girlfriend’s best friend.

They say MARRIAGE is made out of love, faithfulness, and responsibilities. That is the three words that they say, it will be the foundation to have a good marriage. But mine's not the case. Faithfulness is not needed when it comes to the both of us. We don't have responsibilities for each other. And our marriage was not made in love, It's made of pure agreement and just business. Nothing more, nothing less. Darya Valenciana is married to a man who's one of the richest man in the world named Cevier Clarckson Montebella. The man who she finds arrogant and intimidating at the same time. Arrange marriage and marriage in convenience is a thing from the both families of Valenciana and Montebella since spanish era. Being rich and being a good daughter, Darya obeyed her parents to marry Cevier. Five years of being married to him, not even one bit change. They're always fighting with each other everyday or even when they see each other, Cevier being rude to her, insulted her every second. Insulted her as a wife. Darya couldn't handle it anymore. That one decision that would change her entire life is to cut her string on him and divorce him. She only wanted peace and nothing more. And by divorcing him, the peace would be by her side in no time. Divorce and peace. That's what she want and she'll never stop until she gets it.

On her fifth wedding anniversary, Mireille Rousseau dies in a staged car accident orchestrated by her billionaire husband Damon Kessler and his mistress Vivienne Marchetti. She opens her eyes the morning before her wedding — twenty-two years old, every memory intact, and one single objective: burn it all down before it begins. She rejects Damon publicly at the altar. She signs a contract marriage with Nikolai Voss — the cold, ruthless CEO her ex-husband destroyed in her previous life. She gives Nikolai the one thing money cannot buy: she already knows every move Damon is going to make. What begins as a pure transaction slowly becomes something neither of them planned for. Nikolai watches Mireille dismantle a man who once buried her and he cannot look away. Mireille watches Nikolai step into every battle beside her without being asked and she cannot explain what that does to her. Meanwhile Damon Kessler is unraveling. She is not grieving. She is not chasing him. She is not the woman he built his entire plan around. And the more he reaches for her the more he loses — his company, his reputation, his carefully constructed empire — and he begins to understand too late that he never actually knew what he had.

Giselle He was sin dressed in Armani. The kind of man mothers warn you about and daughters dream about anyway. The moment his eyes hooked mine, I knew I was damned. Sexy, lethal, a wolf in a tailored suit—Nicholas was temptation wrapped in cruelty. Every instinct screamed run, but desire chained my feet to the fire. Our chemistry didn’t just spark—it detonated, burning through reason until I was his. But love with the devil always comes with a price. And when Nicholas shattered me, he didn’t just break my heart—he fed it to his enemies. Turns out I was never his queen. Just another pawn bleeding on his chessboard. Nicholas She was the one thing this cursed world couldn’t give me—an angel. The moment she looked at me, I claimed her. Fragile, pure, the soft to my savage. She was light, and I was hell, and somehow we collided. But angels can lie too. With her betrayal, she cracked my armor wide open. I raged, I burned, and then—she was stolen from me. Now my veins pump vengeance. My enemies will choke on their own screams for daring to touch what’s mine. Let heaven tremble and hell prepare—because I will scorch this world until my angel is back in my arms.

Tiningnan ni Isabella ang kapirasong papel na hawak niya. Nanlaki nang mabasa ang nakasulat doon. "Kayo po ang CEO ng kompanyang ito?" hindi makapaniwalang wika ni Isabella. Ngumiti ng malawak si Maximus. "Yes I am. At mayroon akong offer sa iyo na trabaho. Magiging madali lang ito para sa iyo. Isang taon ang kailangan mong guguluhin dito. At ang trabahong ito ay nagkakahalaga ng twenty million pesos." Halos malaglag ang panga ni Isabella sa kanyang narinig. "P-Po? A-Ano po bang k-klaseng trabaho po iyan?" "I need a contract wife, miss. No feelings involved. Just pure business." *** Hindi niya inakalang lolokohin siya ng kanyang asawa. Sobra siyang nasaktan at nadurog ng pino ang kanyang puso. Hindi niya hahayaang maging masaya ang asawa niya pati na ang kabit nito. Kaya naman umisip siya ng paraan upang makapaghiganti. Isang dalaga ang makakatulong sa kanya upang makapaghiganti na hindi niya aakalaing bibihag din sa sugatan niyang puso. At iyon ay walang iba kundi ang kanyang inaanak.

I was the company's top sales performer, but I never clocked in or out, and I rarely showed my face at the office. Two-thirds of the employees had never even met me. Yet somehow, I single-handedly dominated the sales numbers, outperforming everyone else and propelling us to the number one spot in the industry. Then came the day they handed out year-end bonuses. Jeffrey Young, the new sales director, fired me on the spot, claiming it was bad luck that I stepped into the building with my left foot first. When I demanded to know what gave him the right, he sneered at me with pure contempt. "Because I'm going to be the future owner of this company! You just got lucky landing a few big clients, and that was all thanks to the company's existing customer base anyway!" He continued, "Let me tell you something... Kieran Campbell, whoever the company gives resources to, becomes the top seller!" I could not help but laugh. All they saw was that I never clocked in, but they never saw me out there day and night, running around to maintain those client relationships. The truth was, in this industry, clients were loyal to me personally, not to the company's brand. I pulled out my phone and called my wife, Melanie Gardner. "When did you get yourself another husband behind my back?"

❝I was supposed to be engaged to the love of my life… Instead, I was sold to a crippled stranger on my wedding day.❞ Jamie Zach had been the family’s shame—an omega male in a world where only alphas mattered. Used and discarded by his fiancé, betrayed by his own sister, and left pregnant after a night of cruelty, Jamie had lost everything. To save face, his family forced him into a hasty marriage with Sir Lucien Von Nightshade, a man who never showed his face, a crippled, masked nobleman rumored to be cursed. But his new husband was not what he seemed. Beneath the mask hid a monster… and a king. As Jamie fought to reclaim his life, Lucien watched him from the shadows, dangerous and possessive. While the world mocked Jamie, his husband silently destroyed every enemy in his path. Until one night… when Lucien’s carefully guarded secret was revealed. He was never crippled. He was never weak. He was the last of the pure blood vampires, a mafia. And Jamie… Jamie was his mate. Now pregnant with a child that could change the supernatural world, Jamie is caught in a war of power, love, and obsession. And his once-crippled husband? He will burn the world down to keep Jamie by his side.