Re Reading Novels & Stories

After I am diagnosed with stomach cancer, I ask for some money to buy medicine. I don't want to be in excruciating pain when I die. My three elder brothers rush into the ICU. Andy Lewis—my eldest brother—slaps me hard across my face. He scolds me for ruining his beloved younger sister, Summer Lewis' coming-of-age party. My second brother, Sherman Lewis, calls me a liar. He accuses me of pretending to be sick to swindle money from them. Jimmy Lewis, who is my third brother, calls me useless. He tells me that I deserve to die. My parents, Kenneth Lewis and Autumn Farrow, don't believe that I'm sick. They pin me with looks of contempt and ridicule. "You still haven't stopped that lying habit of yours even though you're all grown up. You even learned how to blackmail us with your death. "If you want to die, do it sooner. It'll spare us from being disgusted when we're forced to look at you day in and day out." I end up dying on the first day of the New Year. Before I breathe my last breath, I send a message to the family group chat. My entire family goes crazy after reading it.

At the age of Twenty two, Sophia Romanov wanted nothing but a complete family. Her mother leaving them for another family at a tender age.. didn't do them any good. But just one night..changed everything. The little family she had began to bring together was torn away by her fucking Master. Her father sold her out! ~••~ 'You're a fucking liar. My father never lets anyone on this floor. No matter who you are, he doesn't let anyone on this fucking floor.' I glared at my phone. Oh how I wanted to strangle his neck and kill him. I could still hear the comment on my pajamas. His fucking deep voice that no one could actually forget. 'Well, I'm not just anyone sweetie. How would you feel if I were to tell you that...your father could give you up with just a word from me." He typed. I glared at the sentence, reading every word with pure distaste. 'Who are you? God? Lucifer? Go rear ducks or shit fucking lullabies, stronzo. You're not even a man such as L'Angelo.' I scoffed, wishing there was a way I'd record it and let him hear it. "Oh, pardon me sweetie..where are manners.' He typed again. 'They call me L'Angelo Morte.' L'Angelo! #The first book of the Fulleta series #Ivy

“Honey, who is this? Is she a friend or busines—” “She’s your replacement.” Nathaniel spat, throwing divorce papers at Clara. ********** Hell Hath Fury Like A Woman Scorned! After two years of marriage, Clara was rewarded with a divorce and a miscarriage because of her ex-husband, Nathaniel. Alone, dejected and praying for death, she meets an Alpha who offers her a unique opportunity: a marriage of convenience and in exchange, he would give her anything she wants. There’s only one thing Clara desires more than anything: to see Nathaniel crumble, to punish the man who took her baby from her. As Clara rises to the top as Luna, she will force Nathaniel to the bottom. “Forgive me, dear wife.” Nathaniel begged, on his knees. “Ex-wife!” Clara said coldly. “You took my baby. Now, you’ll pay for everything!” ************ This is not the usual divorce book. If you’re interested in reading about a strong female lead who deals justice to those who hurt her, add to your library.

This is thriller where the killer murders with put leaving a detail and you wont ever feel bored i guess all of you guys will enjoy reading this

I like her since we were high school students. But could this be called love? Precious, who always brings light wherever she goes while I'm just like an ugly dog ​​who follows her. I follow her everywhere she goes like a pet( dog), that's why I'm called Precious's pet. However, love still loves even though it only marvels at a distance and is never conveyed. COULD THIS BE LOVE? is a true life love story of Alex and precious, a true-life story which explains the fantasy of love I hope you enjoy reading it, happy reading

I'm reading a book about a boy who bullies a girl, but they end up in love? Screw that; if it were me, I'd ruin the plot.

After hearing that my son was getting engaged, I immediately returned to the country to prepare the engagement party for him. As soon as I arrived at the hotel, I made a post online asking for advice. [Would this engagement gift look sincere enough?] The post included a selfie of me standing in front of a pile of engagement gifts. It quickly went viral, and the comments poured in. [This is way too sincere!] [That's at least $400,000 worth of gifts. The groom must really value you. You're so lucky, sis.] [Where do you even find a god-tier husband like this?!] … Only after reading the comments did I realize the netizens had misunderstood. Just as I was about to explain that I had prepared the engagement gifts for my future daughter-in-law, I received a private message. I froze when I opened it. [You shameless bitch, how dare you steal my things? My fiancé bought all of these for me! I suggest you return everything immediately and stop entertaining thoughts you shouldn't have!]

Like the title implies, this collection is filled with "HOT PLEASURES". There is no right or wrong in this book, here desires and morals are blurred. My characters choose what makes them feel good, and that feeling comes between thick thighs, or sculpted muscular legs. This collection contains the story of a brilliant student who seems to always have the hots for her college professors and want them in a hot, spicy, sweaty way. A woman who knows nothing other than scouting for rich old men to fund her luxurious lifestyle in exchange for her honeypot. In here, you'd find a newly divorced woman who throws a divorce party that quickly goes sideways in the arms of dark, gorgeous strippers. Or if you're feeling a bit adventurous, you'd love reading about twin sisters who give private services to top paying clients. One a private chef, the other a private barber which ends in a good time. The book contains all manner of depravity. It also includes- MF, MM, FF, MMF, FFM, MMMF, FFFM, and many more. NOTE: THIS IS NOT ROMANCE, ITS HARDCORE SPICE AND STEAM.

⚠️ Trigger Warning: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, consensual sex, dirty talks, and adult themes. Intended for readers 18+ only. Desire doesn’t look the same for everyone, and this collection celebrates every intoxicating form it takes. From stolen touches that linger too long, to late-night fantasies that refuse to stay quiet, Naughty Dripping Desires is an unapologetically sensual erotica collection filled with passion, power, and irresistible tension. Each story explores craving, connection, and the delicious loss of control that comes when boundaries blur and bodies answer before minds can catch up. This is an inclusive collection for everyone—curvy queens, chubby goddesses, men loving men, women loving women, and every beautiful way desire shows up. No judgment, just heat… and maybe a few moments where you’ll have to fan yourself and pretend you’re not smiling like you just got caught reading something very, very naughty. Enter at your own risk. Once you start, stopping won’t be easy. So, enjoyyyyyyyyyy.

My lips...p**sy lips... were reluctant to spread open because of the slick smeared between them. He placed two of his big hands on my arched knees and separated them. My thighs jiggled and I moaned. His c**k was so fat. I could feel the mighty weight when he dropped it on my c*nt. And just when he was about to slide his tip inside me, I held his c*ck and he looked at me, wondering why I was stopping him all of a sudden. Then I said, "Not yet. We'll go after whoever's reading this starts reading the book,"