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Love turned into hatred, and now shes out for revenge. Losing her son will lead her to revenge. Iris Lou Ephraim is a humble woman who has never given up in a fight, but what if fate is her opponent? Will she still fight? She did nothing but love the man he adores, so why is fate punishing her? Don't think of her as a saint; she isn't. She is not easily thrown to the ground. She has the ability to kill you in an instant. Her outward appearance is that of an angel, but she is the devil on the inside. HATRED VENGEANCE, Is within Her. Let us investigate the mysterious life of Iris Lou Clifford, a woman full of mysteries.

Akala ni Averill Alarcon, sapat na ang sakit nang ipagpalit siya ng nobyo sa ibang babae. Pero hindi pala roon nagtatapos ang kanyang pagkawasak. Sa isang iglap, itinapon siya ng kumpanyang itinayo niya sa sariling kamay — siniraan, pinagtulungan, at itinaboy na parang walang kwenta. At sa gabi ng kanyang pagbagsak, dumating si Sebastian Dela Vega — ang CEO na kilalang walang puso, brutal sa negosyo, at mas bihasa sa laro ng kapangyarihan. Isang kasunduang kasal ang inalok niya… kapalit ng paghihiganti ni Averill sa mga taong sumira sa kanya. Pero sa likod ng kasunduang iyon, mas malupit pa pala ang kapalit. Dahil si Sebastian—hindi lang siya gagamitin, kundi unti-unting dudurugin… Kasal ba ito para sa kanyang tagumpay? O para tuluyang sirain siya

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.

For five long years, Gwen believed she was living a life of love, marriage, and family. But her reality was a carefully constructed lie, manipulated by a cruel narcissist and a vengeful enemy. Forced to embrace false memories, she married Mason Burkely, a man whose obsession and violence left her bruised, both in body and soul. Even her daughter, Kayla, suffered at the hands of the very man she was supposed to call “dad.” When Adrian Salvador, the love Gwen thought she had lost forever, reenters her life, the truth begins to surface. With the help of the wise and enigmatic Doctor Liang, Gwen starts reclaiming memories stolen from her, uncovering the horrors she endured and the manipulations that defined her supposed life. But remembering comes at a cost. Gwen is haunted by betrayal, abuse, and the knowledge of the child she carried and lost because of Mason. As darkness and fear threaten to consume her, she must confront her trauma, face her abuser, and navigate the complex emotions of love, trust, and desire, especially with the man who truly belongs in her heart. A Kiss For Every Bruise is a story of survival, resilience, and reclamation. A journey through pain, lies, and heartbreak toward healing, justice, and the rediscovery of love that was never truly lost.

“You don't belong here". That was the first thing Xavier Rodriguez — my father's estranged billionaire best friend said to me the very moment I stepped into his estate. I was wearing the same dress I had buried my father in. I squared my shoulders and stared at him eyeball to eyeball. “ I'll break you”. Cold, cruel and rich beyond reason. My new legal guardian wants to ruin me. He wants to own me; my mind, my soul and my body. Every look, every scorching touch and every whispered threat was an emotional blackmail I hadn't prepared for. Neither was he.

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.

Katherine Harrison swore one night with Dorian would be nothing more than a reckless mistake. A secret to bury. But when her father drags her into a summer of forced family bonding with her new stepmother, Katherine finds herself under the same roof as the one man she can’t stand and can’t stop craving. Dorian lives to provoke her. Every smirk, every filthy word, every brush of his body against hers feels like a dare she’s seconds away from losing. He knows exactly how to get under her skin, and the line between hate and desire blurs more with every stolen glance. She tells herself to ignore him. To remember he’s off-limits. To keep her distance. But Dorian has other plans…plans that could expose their darkest secret and burn their world to the ground. This summer, Katherine will have to decide, fight the fire or let it consume her whole.

When it comes to protecting her family, she is ready to do any thing even lay down her life for them. What happens when in order to keep her love ones safe she need to get married and get pregnant before the years run out? What would be her fate when the man she got married to swore not to have children? Would the very sacrifice she made for her family send them to their ruins?

« 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…