S Class That I Raised Novels & Stories

"I got pregnant on New Year’s Eve.That night was hands down the best night of my life. A magical night with the man of my dreams.The aftermath changed everything.After weeks of silence from him and a positive pregnancy test, it was safe to say I was in full out panic mode.Until I walked into a conference room only to find Mr. Man-of-my-dreams-father-of-my-unborn-child at the head of the table.Turns out the VP of finance isn’t an old boring guy with white hair.Two different cities.A baby on the way.An intense attraction.And he’s technically my boss.Life just got even more complicated."

It began as a mistake. Gwendolyn never knew a lie would change her life for good or worse. A marriage arrangement was set between her and Austin, a man she loathed most. Despite her family's company being on the brink of bankruptcy, Gwendolyn refused the marriage proposal and lied about carrying a child for a stranger she rescued at the verge of death. Because her family was one of the prominent families in the city, they could be a laughing stock so she was forced to marry this stranger to bury their shame. A few months later, people often remarked on her husband's resemblance and a dead person, who was no one else but the grandson of the wealthiest and most powerful tycoon in the entire city.

After chasing my crush, Edward Lightwood, for ten years, he finally accepted me as his blood bound. But, the day we were taking our eternal vow, his first love, Beth, from the allied clan was murdered by a gang of vampire hunters. He blamed me for her loss and tormented me every day. Exposed me to the eternal sun, pierced me with wooden stakes just not enough to kill me and then locked me up in his basement. Exhausted and heartbroken, I grabbed the oak stake and stabbed my chest in front of him. I killed myself. But, I did not die. I was reborn to the day I had confessed my feelings to Edward. But, this time, I'll not repeat my mistake. I'll stay far away from him.

Extremely crazy and confusing night, she was slept by her stepfather's son. Her young and tender daughter's body blossomed underneath him, being watched carefully and desecrated with abandon, so shy that she couldn't help herself. He is a powerful and domineering CEO, arrogant and unrivaled in authority. With his cold and aloof demeanor, he impulsively confines the daughter of his stepmother, gradually developing the habit of protecting her and nurturing an obsession to dote on her. The deep-seated infatuation leaves her with no escape. He says, "I allow you to be willful, but you must be willful within the limits I set. When you gave yourself to me as a birthday gift, you became mine for life! From head to toe, you are all mine!"

"If you tell me information on where my brother is, you'll both be free." He looks between us, his eyes dark. "Otherwise I'm going to take Dove upstairs and I'm going to fuck her." .......One night, Dove sneaks away.Deep in an unfamiliar pack, she attends the grandest party of the year hosted by the notorious Alpha Varian. There she indulges in a night of sin at his hand, experiencing pleasure unlike anything she has felt before.However, Dove is the daughter of her own Alpha's war advisor. An Alpha she has had a torrid affair with for months, and who is Alpha Varian's enemy.When Alpha Varian's forces invade her home pack, she is whirled back into his clutches, where she learns the price of pleasure, and the inescapable bond forming between a man who is supposed to be her enemy.....

For years, I lived unseen, unwanted, and unloved. I was always the one that was overlooked. Still, I thought I was lucky. I had a home, a little daughter who adored me, and a husband whose rare smiles made me feel like I finally mattered. But that illusion shattered the night I was kidnapped. When the flames closed in and I screamed for help, my husband never came. He left me to burn, to die as quietly as I had lived. But fate had other plans. When I returned, I wasn’t the same timid woman he discarded. I was reborn, stronger, sharper and breathtakingly beautiful. The world that once mocked me now worshipped me. And him? He looked at me desire dripping from his eyes, not realizing who I truly was. He begged for a chance, pleaded for my love. But it was too late. I had already married another man. And this time, it was my turn to play the game.

Kimberly Reed was killed in her past life by her husband and his mistress. even in death she was tormented by them with only Christopher Carter fighting for her dignity. She is reborn and what will she do with the knowledge she has?

As per my father’s offer, I decided to leave both my son and husband behind and go back home where I would become his little girl again. That decision came after I heard my family’s true thoughts following my surgery. My husband thought, “It was just a minor issue! Why did she stay in the hospital for so long? She’s back and has yet to do any chores. Can’t she see that my suit needs ironing?” My son thought, “She spent so much money on that surgery, and now she’s even drinking my favorite yogurt! Why can’t she be a successful businesswoman like Sarah? All she does is stay in the house and act like a freeloader!” My mother-in-law thought, “She had to come back right when I’m making chicken soup, of all times! She can just drink the dishwater for all I care.” Feeling utterly disappointed, I turned around and closed the door. Then I called my father. “Yes, it’s just me. I’m not bringing anyone.”

After I was betrayed by my boyfriend, Cole Chapman, five years ago on New Year’s Eve, we reunited at our college reunion. Everyone pressured us to play Truth or Dare. Cole lost first. He picked Truth. Someone asked him, “What’s the most satisfying time you turned someone’s power back on them? He glanced at me mockingly and said with a sense of superiority, “I drained my ex’s savings to pay for my PhD. The day I got my permanent residency, I reported her for illegal work, which got her deported.” The crowd went wild. They thought I would break down crying. However, I just smiled and spun the bottle. When it was my turn, Cole asked me, “Do you have any secrets your ex never knew?” “Yes.” “What is it?” he asked with a smile. I smiled back and replied, “I was working illegally back then because my family cut off my credit cards after I refused an arranged marriage. “Just yesterday, my dad bought the multinational corporation that hired you as my wedding gift.”

Three years into our marriage, I finally learned from my husband. I went looking for love somewhere else. Three years ago, when his family went bankrupt, I handed him every cent I had. I nursed his dying grandfather. To support his entrepreneurial venture, I accompanied investors in drinking until I suffered stomach hemorrhages—time and time again. In the end, he honored his grandfather's dying wish and married me. Then he got blind drunk on our wedding day and walked out before the vows were finished. He said he hated me. Hated me for driving his childhood sweetheart Seraphina away. Hated me for costing him the only woman he ever loved. Our marriage was his revenge. Until the day Seraphina came home, and I slid the divorce papers across the table. The man who swore he hated me went red in the eyes, staring at the kiss mark on my throat…