Purple Hearts Game

"You can't be pregnant,..no..Tasha..you must be joking," he scoffed, jiggling his head as he took a step back away from her. "I can't be pregnant? Was I barren when you met me? Or does it mean your middle leg is infertile?" She snapped. "You better think of a way to tell this to my brother," she added. "Now, that's the problem. How do I break this to your ruthless brother and father?!" He slammed. "None of my business, I wasn't there when you were busy chasing after his wife. Are you planning to reject this pregnancy? You can't reject a billionaire's grandbaby and you know it," she said with a smirk. He heaved a sigh and scratched the back of his head. "If I take responsibility for this, I'll die. If I don't, I'll still die anyway. So why take responsibility for something I'll end up dying for anyway?" He blurted and her eyes bulged. ** A lothario found himself in the chains of a beautiful strange lady whom he rescued from a deadly accident. But  what was supposed to be a rescue turned into a one night stand. A one night stand became a fling and then a fling turned into a game which would see him chained to her for the rest of his life. But her personality as a ruthless billionaire's daughter, and sister to the cold hearted billionaire whom he once had a feud with proved to be an obstacle that felt hard to overcome. What would his decisions be? Run away or stay to fight for his baby?. Follow the book for a rollercoaster ride.

“God forbid I let you go, Meera… here, push the knife into my heart, until I take my last breath, you can't leave me. Not now, not ever!" “I'm not ready for a new relationship, Greg. I'm broken and still healing. I –” “I'll wait for as long as it takes. I won't force you to do anything. You can take all the time in world.” “Aren't you afraid you'd wait forever?” “In as much you don't go running into that undeserving man's arms, I'll gladly wait.” “And if I do?” “Then you'll have no choice but to watch me kill him slowly." ... Used as a stand-in wife for three years, Meera’s fairytale marriage was broken when she least expected it. As if that wasn't enough to kill her, her enemies plotted and ruined her completely, sending her to death's door, but unfortunately for them, her late grandfather-in-law left a hefty inheritance in her name. Greg, a rebellious and mysterious CEO of a multi-billion dollar company, who had been secretly brooding over Meera’s marriage for three years couldn't wait to hop on the opportunity that presented itself. At the last minute, he entered Meera’s life and gave her reasons to live again. But Meera wasn't ready to give him what he wanted as her heart was still in shambles. .... As deep secrets about the inheritance are uncovered, hearts become desperate and greed set in, will Meera be steadfast and continue her planned revenge or chicken out and embrace another heart wrenching betrayal?

THIS IS A DARK ROMANCE FEATURING DARK CONTENT AND MORALLY AMBIGUOUS CHARACTERS. Peyton has been in her marriage, enduring the pain of watching Odin, her husband, flirt and cheat in the guise of an open marriage—a decision he made without her agreement. She hit a dead end when Odin broke the number one rule: bringing one of his flings to their home, their bed. That's when she made an impulsive decision—cheat and not feel guilty. He wants her to get a boyfriend? No, she'd do him one better. One night, that's all it took, and the next day she finds herself tangled with her husband's brother. Axel—He's a live wire, pure mischief and untamed. He doesn't just give Peyton what she's been starved of; he ignites a fire she didn't know she had, making her crave the wild freedom only he offers. With Axel, it's not just a fling; it's an explosion of everything forbidden. Raphael—A little unhinged? More like a master of controlled chaos. He's the kind of man who sears himself into your soul, leaving an unforgettable mark deep in your memories. Raphael doesn't just flip a switch in your brain; he rewires it entirely, making you question every sane choice you've ever made. Ready to dive deeper into Peyton's dangerous game?

Warning: This story contains a lot of explicit violence, foul language, and gore scenes, which are strictly not for readers under 18. She swore to kill him. He vowed to make her beg for him. Sylvara Swiftfang only had one mission: avenge her parents’ murder by destroying Darius Ashfang, the ruthless Alpha mafia lord who tore her family apart. But when she runs from a forced marriage, fate delivers her straight into his hands. He doesn’t kill her. He doesn’t cage her. Instead, he offers a game: Seven months. She swears she’ll end his life. He swears she’ll never live without him. As passion tangles with vengeance, Sylvara must choose, betray her heart or surrender to the one man she was born to hate. But in a world of blood oaths, pack wars, and deadly secrets, love could be the most dangerous gamble of all.

Saki is a self-proclaimed future Mrs. Ducani. Wala siyang pakialam kung ilusyonada ang tingin ng lahat sa kanya dahil malakas ang paniniwala niyang ang ganda niya ay hinulma para sa isang Ducani. She was sure of it. Kung hindi rin lang Ducani ang apelyido ng lalakeng manliligaw sa kanya ay ligwak kaagad. Not until she met "Kanor". Ang gwapong janitor sa Ducani Empire at ang asungot na madalas siyang sabihang hindi niya dapat pangarapin ang magkakapatid na Klinn, Krei, Keeno, at Keios. Bwisit siya sa pagsasampal nito ng katotohanang cannot be reached ang magkakapatid pero hindi niya inasahang mahuhulog siya rito. Hindi na nga siya nakabingwit ng isang Ducani. Nainlove pa siya sa isa ring pobreng gaya niya. Will she hold on to her belief that she's made for a Ducani and only for a Ducani? O kakainin niya ang pride para kay Kanor?

My marriage certificate with Shane Galingston was lost again. By the time we went to replace it for the ninth time, his childhood sweetheart deliberately raised her voice as she said, "Lily has been divorced eight times and has had nine abortions. She also has AIDS and syphilis… practically every vice in the book. Did you know all that?" With a loud crash, a newlywed couple sitting nearby was so startled that they fell to the floor, groaning in pain. In an instant, contemptuous and disgusted gazes poured in from all directions, pinning me in place. The icy slime of rotting refuse dripped down my face, chilling not just my skin but my heart as well. This time, I didn't hold back. I turned and walked straight toward the complaint counter. But Shane, who had stayed silent all along, suddenly grabbed my arm. He wiped the filth from my face and coaxed me in a low, gentle voice. "Don't be angry. She's just childish—she likes to fool around. She didn't mean to smear your name. "Besides, she's not targeting you. She's just throwing a tantrum at me. How could I not know what kind of person you are?" As he spoke, he shot his childhood sweetheart a helpless yet indulgent glance. "Go ahead and help us reissue—" I pushed his hand away without expression and cut him off. "No need. Let's get a divorce."

I was his one weakness. Don Alex, the king of New York. And I was his queen. But days before our child was due, I was thrown into the Dockside Deathmatch—a cruel game broadcast for the underground world’s entertainment. The bullets flew, hidden traps lay in wait, and my every terrified, pathetic attempt to survive was broadcast live on giant screens. Then, I heard his second-in-command on the loudspeaker. "Boss, your wife's about to pop. You sure you wanna be here?" I froze. Alex was here? A moment later, a woman’s sugary voice dripped through the speakers. "Forget that bitch. Alex told me the only thing that mattered today was being here with me. Right, honey?" It was Scarlett. The Chicago Outfit's princess. Alex's childhood sweetheart from Chicago, a woman he had always pampered and shown a distinct bias towards. He had turned down her advances for years, but he never refused her whims. Today, she was in a bad mood and insisted on watching the deathmatch, so he was here to keep her company. I screamed for Alex, begged him for help, but he was convinced I was an assassin in disguise. Because Scarlett laughed and said the game needed to be more exciting. So he pressed the button. Vicious patrol dogs hunted me. My water broke, mixing with blood on the ground. I was in agony. The game hit its climax as more dogs and gunmen closed in from all sides. Everyone was betting on who would be the next to die. Alex smiled, his voice a low, careless drawl, "I’ll bet on that filthy pregnant woman to die." He didn't know the truth until I bled out on an operating table, our child dead with me. They say the ruthless Godfather shattered. Broke completely.

"I love you, I really really do~ please marry me" I closed my eyes in fear as I kneeled in front of the devil itself who had his hands warped around the female lead. The next thing I knew I stood in the wedding hall wearing the white suit while in front of the Villain itself putting the ring on my finger. "Now I declare you as husband and hu-husband? you may kill your husband" It was supposed to be a straight Otome game where I was supposed to be dead while saving the FL. But here and I married to the villain itself. "WHEN DID IT TURN INTO BL?" I don't own the cover as I just did the editing of the art and credit goes to its owner

Everyone in Asterhaven knew—Maxwell Porter hated Zoey Bradford. Hated how she clung so desperately to their marriage. Hated how she refused to set him free. He asked for a divorce. Ninety-nine times. But the hundredth time, when he thought she'd turn him down like always, her voice cut through the air, cold as ice that had been frozen for a thousand years. "Fine. Let's get divorced."

He was a Kung Fu head trainer, who was framed by his two trainees in a rape and murder case of Clushia, a female trainee, who was obsessed with him. He was convicted and brought to the maximum penal institution called the 'Hellhole', for no prisoner got out of it alive. In one of the prisoners’ riots, he was forced to fight to defend himself but ended up killing another prisoner. He was put to an oubliette. Unknown to him, that oubliette is the door to an underground city, with an arena for the so-called “Game of Fangs and Death” by the Alpha Pharoah. The game is for five nights. If he wins, he will be given a free pass leading to a secret passage, away from the 'Hellhole'. Could there be an escape for him from the 'Hellhole'? Could his heart find an escape from the Alpha Pharoah's daughter, who has a lot of similarities to Clushia? It was like, Clushia had been born again through her. Would suddenly his never known powerful blood and lineage eventually help him escape from his death?