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THE DEVIL WITHIN: Mr. Salvador's Vengeful Disguised Wife

THE DEVIL WITHIN: Mr. Salvador's Vengeful Disguised Wife

Meenaella
"Who are you? , what do you want from me? Why are you doing this to us?" Nella shriek with a shaky and fearful tone. " well, since you are insisting on knowing who I am then, I might I As well tell you "Angelica replied removing her mask slowly. " Mom?" Nella asked with her eyes popping out of their sockets "no, no, no, I don't believe this ” she shakes vigorously in denial while moving away but she couldn't. ”yes, it's me, your mom " "I'm not your mom, you wretched witch, I'm not your wretched dead mother, you little duckling " she yells with a sinister gaze. "I hate, I hate all of you " Bella felt her whole world crumbling right before her eye, she couldn't believe that her entire life has been made up of lies.
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Governor's Possession (Savage Men Series)

Governor's Possession (Savage Men Series)

A dark romance story. Please refrain on reading if you don't like reading stories with dark themes. **** Tahimik na gumagawa ng proyekto nila sa kanilang eskwelahan si Jane at ang kaniyang mga kasama noong bigla siyang may narinig na sigawan. Dahil sa kuryusidad ay napasilip siya sa bintana at doon nakita niya ang isang lalaki na pinatay ng mga hindi kilalang kalalakihan. Noong sumunod na araw ay nakilala niya si Rodrigo Navarro. Ang pinaka makapangyarihang tao sa kanilang lugar. Ang taong magpapabago ng tahimihik niyang buhay. Hanggang kailan kaya niya maitatago ang pag-aari ng binata kung maging siya ay inaangkin na nito? Trigger warning! This story consists of mature scenes unsuitable for very young and sensitive readers! Rape, torture, murder, and abuse. Please do not continue reading this story if you are not into this kind of story. Thank you!
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Possessive Bedslave

Possessive Bedslave

Eventually, Asher stopped singing when he saw the woman standing in front of him, and the band stopped playing as well. He thought it was just one of his admirers or fans. He glanced at the crushed woman who was unable to stand. He wore a casual black shirt and pants, his hair was long, his skin was white, and surprisingly one basic. He even leaned in closer to her before speaking. "Hello ! I know you, those face-cheating ladies! Haya said aloud. "What?" Asher asked in shock. "You attractive men always harbor false desires for women, later on time they have passionate feelings for you, you will go! You are so awesome! You dare!" Haya shouted angrily. "Come on Haya" Tora shouted, as he tried to grab Haya by the arm, but Haya went wild.
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Her Heartless Husband

Her Heartless Husband

At Smith family mansion, Camille and her mother Dorca were enjoying their expensive wine as they laughed heartily, it had been easy getting rid of that pest from their lives. " Mother you should have at least accompanied dad to her daughter's wedding," Camille said as she broke into laughter. " Oh dear, you know that I can't allow myself to get embarrassed in front of everyone, I can't have myself associated with Samantha marrying that old fool, it would be a disgrace to our family," Dorca replied sipping her wine ceremoniously. " Why were you at my wedding?" Eliot asked, the question Samantha had dreaded the most.
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The shadow time

The shadow time

Silver ??
He steps closer to me... Closer... More closer... He pulls me close to him. His hand wrapped around my wrist. His eyes are into my lips. His hand grips my chin and his finger touches on my lower lips. I swallow my saliva... He slowly leans towards me. Our lips are an inch far. I closed my eyes... Against my ear, he whispered, "You are my women"... He steps closer to me... Closer... More closer... He pulls me close to him. His hand wrapped around my wrist. His eyes are into my lips. His hand grips my chin and his finger touches on my lower lips. I swallow my saliva... He slowly leans towards me. Our lips are an inch far. I closed my eyes... Against my ear, he whispered, "You are my women"... My temper sparked. I evert my eyes in his."In your dream", I shout and forcefully pushed him away... I run out of the room. My heart was pounding wildly in my ear. I took a deep breath, claim the rapid thuds in my chest. I desperately want to claim my heartbeat down... In reality, I am confused why my heart was pounding when he was close to me? Why did I close my eyes? Why I am blushing? I just hate him, isn't I? I asked myself why he said that to me? Is he drunk? I pulled my hair, Questions in my heart driving me crazy...
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Cursed Baby Bottle

Cursed Baby Bottle

On the day of my son's one-month celebration, my notoriously stingy sister-in-law surprised me with a branded baby bottle. But instead of accepting it, I turned away and gave it to the neighbor's cruel son who had XYY syndrome. In my previous life, I had accepted that bottle with genuine gratitude, using it day and night to feed my son. I never imagined that a month later, in the dead of night, my son would suddenly suffer a heart attack and die in my arms. Strangely enough, the very next day after my son passed, my sister-in-law's sickly child—who had been confined to the neonatal intensive care unit since birth—was miraculously discharged in perfect health. Losing my son shattered me completely. I spent my days drowning in tears. My husband called me a cursed woman, claimed I brought nothing but disaster, and demanded a divorce. Not only that, but he insisted I leave with nothing. When I refused, he and my sister-in-law joined forces and accidentally beat me to death. It wasn't until after I died that I learned the truth. The woman I had thought was my husband's younger sister wasn't his blood relative at all. She had been adopted by his mother years ago to be raised as his future wife. Together, they had plotted to destroy me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day my sister-in-law handed me that baby bottle.
Short Story · Mystery/Thriller
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THE UNSEEN CLOUD

THE UNSEEN CLOUD

Kevo
This is a story of transition from a typical maasai lifestyle to a modernized lifestyle through education.It portrays the role of a woman in a child's life in traditional maasai life.The book,shows a caption of the hard struggle to literacy and freedom of thought.The maasai background and set up represents the kind of lifestyle undergone by many other pastoralist communities in Kenya.The story captures daily encounters,escapades,sheer luck,besides brevity,mostly undergone by different community groups.Women are a representation of love,courage,support,and are a source of comfort for the family.
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The Rise Of The Billionaire

The Rise Of The Billionaire

Joka
Josh was a man who was looked down upon by his family. when his in laws were down, he helped them whole heatedly to have a better life. His wife suddenly gave him divorce papers on the day of celebrating the company that they had both founded. “Sign this divorce papers and leave my life. I deserve someone better than you “Alicia stated coldly. With confusion, Josh walked closer to the desk to scan the document. His eyes widened in surprise. He couldn’t believe that Alicia was giving him the divorce paper in the office. And every employee was there to witness their divorce . He was distraught but signed the papers. Later, he claimed back his real family and became the most sought-after billionaire in town. People bowed at the mention of his name. He practically ruled the city. He Vowed to bring those who looked down upon him on their knees. Until then, they will never deserve to sit or stand in his presence.
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Mistaken Identity: I'm Not A Mistress

Mistaken Identity: I'm Not A Mistress

My best friend and I go to a music festival together. There, my brother's girlfriend locks me in the toilet. "Young women these days are so shameless—I can't believe you had the nerve to seduce my CEO boyfriend! I'm going to teach you a lesson today since your parents obviously didn't raise you right!" She refuses to listen to my explanation. She pours dirty water all over me before slapping me in public and stripping me. Then, she brands me with an insult. By the time my brother arrives, I'm tormented beyond recognition. "I can explain, Spencer! I thought you were lying when you said she was your sister!"
Short Story · Emotional Realism
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Chasing His Muse

Chasing His Muse

"You need to be on top Nikki, or I will go ape on you, with your pleads."  Sexy, so damn sexy. My hands were all over his tattooed body. His hands were grabbing my thigh, squeezing it, indulging my foreplay to his groin. "Damn it, babe, take off my boxers, I need you."  ***** She was admitted by her abusive husband for being suicidal. She was once a strong and independent woman until she married her high school love who started tearing her confidence apart, mentally abusing her. He was cornering her mind to suicidal thoughts while he screwed other women in their own home, scaring her mind for life. Until one day she met Brent, his rugged behavior and bad boy looks should have made her stay away from him. All the sexual encounters didn't help her to stay clear of him as she needs to protect her heart. Will Brenton help her pick up her pieces? Will she ever be okay again? 
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