Rage And Ruin

Liora Nyssa Cortez gave everything... her time, her heart, her trust for the people she loved, but one lie destroyed it all. Branded a bully for something she didn't do, she was left humiliated, betrayed, and abandoned by the very friends she once called family. The most painful part was Thorne Lucien Silva, the boy she loved deeply, didn't speak. He didn't ask for the truth. He didn't stay. He walked away like she never mattered. Seven years later, Liora is no longer the fragile girl they broke. She is stronger, fiercer, and successful on her own terms. Just when she thought she had finally moved on, fate pulls them back into each other's lives. Thorne is now a famous idol. Liora is the girl he once ruined. And the past still lingers, waiting to be faced.

« Dis-moi que tu ne veux pas ça, Vivianne… » Le souffle chaud de Noah caressait ma peau, son doigt effleurant mon clitoris douloureux, et son regard fixé sur moi. « J’arrêterai si tu me le demandes… » Ma taille se cambrant, un léger gémissement s’échappa de mes lèvres tandis qu’il glissait deux doigts en moi, un sourire narquois se dessinant sur ses lèvres. Je devrais le repousser… Je devrais le maudire, mais je n’y arrivais pas. Mon corps me trahissait. Je le désirais, j’avais horreur de l’admettre. Comment mon corps pouvait-il désirer le même homme qui avait ruiné ma vie ? « Non… Noah… » Ma respiration était saccadée, mes ongles s’enfonçant dans le matelas tandis que le désir m’envahissait. « Ne… ne… touche pas… argh ! Juste là… Putain ! S’il te plaît, ne t’arrête pas… » « Où, V… Dis-moi où tu veux que je te touche. » Ses doigts s’agitèrent en moi, me titillant. « Juste là… Putain ! » Mes hanches se soulevèrent d'un coup, mon vagin palpitant de plaisir, mes parois se contractant autour de ses doigts… juste avant que mon orgasme ne me submerge…

“You're mine now, Brittany.” He whispered in my ears. I froze. I don't remember telling him my name. Zayne…Zayne…oh God. Now, I remember why his name sounded so familiar…but it was too late, I thought as I lost consciousness. __ Brittany's life has been full of heartbreaks and pain, from her father's death to her mother's manipulation and abuse, while using religion as a weapon. She grews up with fear, guarding her virginity like a cloak because of her mother's constant words in her ears. Until she meets Zayne, known throughout New York as the CEO for his ruthlessness, he turns out to be Mafia too. Zayne claims her as his refusing to let her go. Will Brittany grow to love him and give him a chance after what he did to her? What happens when she's the only one who can save him from enemies flocking around him? __ “I'm letting you go, doll.” He mumbled as he held on to me, his eyes growing weak. My heart twisted in my chest as tears fell down my cheeks. No… “I don't regret a thing. You taking me was the best thing that ever happened to me.”

When love is a sin, Ava Peony Lazarte is the sinner. Ava is a nineteen-year-old college student who is known for her beauty, wit, and respectable reputation. She is every guy's dream girl and every girl's insecurity. However, behind her alluring and almost perfect facade, no one knows about her scandalous secret; she is the billionaire's mistress. She knows her relationship with the CEO of Valderama corporation, Zachary Wolf Valderama, is wrong for so many reasons. He is twice her age, about to get married for the second time, and he is her friend's father. However, Ava has no plans of quitting her relationship with Zach because she loves him. She depends on him. And he's everything she got. Ava is a warrior of the painful tragedy most people call love. She is a true warrior; a wounded one. Read her story and discover how is it like to be the billionaire's illicit affair.

It was Christmas Eve. Once again, my parents left me alone at home, chasing triple pay at work. However, after twenty years of the same lonely holiday, I couldn’t take it anymore. I didn’t want to sit in the quiet house by myself again, so I packed up some sandwiches and went to them. What I didn’t expect was to see them stepping out of a luxury car, arms linked with a boy who looked about my age, laughing like they didn’t have a care in the world, heading straight into a five-star hotel. “Mom, Dad, is it okay to leave Suzie all alone at home like that?” My mom waved it off and said, “It’s fine. She’s used to it.” My dad just brushed it off with a chuckle. “She’s nothing like you. You're our real treasure.” Upon hearing that, I turned and walked away. They'd been pretending to be broke all these years, lying to me about working overtime, about scraping by. Well, fine. If they don’t want me, I’m done wanting them, too.

When I was young, my uncle and his family had died in a fire to save me, leaving behind only their three-year-old daughter. Thus, she became the most lovable member of our family. Later, she and I were involved in a car accident. As the blood and amniotic fluid mixed together, I clutched my husband's hand and begged him to save me and our children. However, he swatted my hand away and said impatiently, "Don't you realize Alice had hurt her bones?" My mother also scolded me, "Why are you still craving attention at a crucial moment like this? You are so cruel. Do you want Alice to be crippled for the rest of her life?" Just like that, I watched helplessly as they left with all the doctors, leaving me all alone. In the end, I died along with my adorable twin babies. When they heard the news, the ones who despised me most went crazy.

What happens when tragedy strikes? Do you let it define you? Or do you sit still and let it consume you until you lose face? The life of Jasmine Harts began to crumble down before her face when she discovered that her husband, Fabian Harts had impregnated his mistress. This made her feel worse as her marriage was already nothing to write home about. It seemed as though their daughter was not enough for the Harts who wanted an heir. So Jasmine thought of leaving home but Fabian would not let her as he was scared of losing face before the public. But when his mistress puts it on demand that he makes her his wife or risk his reputation getting ruined, Fabian had no choice but to frame his wife Jasmine of infidelity. This way he could get rid of her without losing face. Jasmine was prevented from taking her daughter with her when she was thrown out of the mansion. And little Aria was just four years old. Will Jasmine let things slide after the cruelty of the Harts? Will the little and innocent Aria Jasmine was forced to leave behind at the mercy of her husband’s family remain sweet and innocent? Let’s see what happens!

Rumah tusuk sate menjadi momok paling menakutkan. Bahkan, selalu dihindari oleh masyarakat. Karena dianggap posisi di tempat tersebut selalu membawa sial. Akira, seorang wanita yang sangat menyukai rumah warisan keluarganya, yang berada pada posisi tusuk sate. Arsitektur bangunan yang unik, membuatnya sangat mencintai rumah tersebut. Dia tidak pernah menduga, jika keputusannya akan membawa petaka dalam hidup dan keluarganya. Teror demi teror terus terjadi, sampai Akira menyadari apa yang dikatakan oleh Om Hars, tentang misteri rumah tersebut menjadi kenyataan. Meski sudah diperingatkan, Akira bersikeras membuktikan bahwa anggapan masyarakat tentang rumah tusuk sate hanyalah mitos belaka. Cobaan demi cobaan terus datang menerpa kehidupan rumah tangganya bersama Rey. Hingga sosok Saga sang mantan kekasih yang kembali hadir, membuat nya mulai tergoyahkan. Akankah Akira sanggup bertahan atau memilih pergi?

Rune's existence has been nothing but a series of unfortunate events, from being born into a drug-addled family to her only true ally being snatched away too soon by sickness. Things go from bad to worse when Rune's ex resurfaces, threatening her self-made family, and her career prospects take a sudden plunge with her job's new bosses. Micah and Shane appear amidst the chaos, their opposing personalities each tempting Rune in unexpected ways, but false assumptions, pride, and others' poor decisions threaten more than just her own happily ever after. Will Rune be able to overcome the obstacles preventing her from becoming who she was truly meant to be, or will she find her life in ruins at the end of the day? Please Note: This is a MFM romance, but there are no MM scenes.

I was born with a strange condition. I couldn't recognize faces and could only identify people by their clothes. Vincent Lancaster, my boyfriend, never minded. He said it didn't change the way he loved me. That was, until our wedding day. He answered a phone call. His childhood friend, Grace Langley, was in labor, life hanging by a thread, and she demanded he come immediately. My voice shook with despair. "Vincent! If you drive away now, we'll never be husband and wife!" But he left anyway, not looking back. Grace had always loved seeing him in white, so he threw aside the black suit I had sewn for him with my own hands and changed into white. A year later, Vincent returned. By then, my belly was swollen with life, and I was holding onto another man while hosting a baby shower. And the man wore the black suit Vincent had thrown away. Vincent went mad, claiming he was my husband, but no one believed him.