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I got pregnant after a relationship lasting eight years, only for my fiance to call off the wedding the night before. When I arrived, I found him changing it to a celebration of his son's first month. I heard his parents speak ill of me, "That Rachel Stone really embarrassed us, getting pregnant even before you got married. I refuse to have such an immoral daughter-in-law like her." Several days later, Sean Wickham let his son's mother put on the most exquisite wedding dress to get their marriage registered. "I have a son anyway," he chuckled. "Whatever happens to the thing in your belly ain't any of my business." The illusion of happiness utterly shattered, I left without hesitation, heartbroken. I didn't want this marriage or the child anymore. I’d go back to my real home in the distant north.

Walang ibang nais si Hyacinth Hilton-Ferrer kundi ang matanggap ni Vash Arsean Ferrer, ang kanyang asawa, ang kanilang anak na si Sean Vander Ferrer. Pinangako niya sa sarili niya na gagawin niya ang lahat para lang makuha muli pabalik ang asawa niya mula sa traydor niyang kaibigan na si Megan Briones. Sabi niya sa sarili niya ay hindi siya susuko hangga't hindi sila natatanggap ni Vash. Ngunit, bawat tao ay napapagod din. Dahil ayaw na ni Hyacinth na masaktan pa ang anak niya ay pinili na lang niyang sumuko sa pagmamakaawa sa asawa niya. Sa hindi inaasahan, biglang nagbago ang ihip ng hangin. Akala niya ay siya ang maghahabol sa kanyang asawa, ngunit kabaligtaran pala.

I loved eating cakes. My dad would bring me one every day after work, and my mom bought a full set of oven and baking tools, patiently learning how to bake them for me. I once thought I was the happiest little princess in the world until the day my parents divorced. The person who came to pick up my dad turned out to be the bakery owner. My mom turned to me, growling, "This is all your fault! If you hadn't asked for cakes every day, your dad never would've cheated!" She stretched out her hands, covered in burn scars, and screamed hysterically, "I slaved away making cakes for you, and these hands have never healed since. What did you do? You both think the stuff from outside is so much better!" She grabbed a baking sheet and smacked me hard with it. I bit my lip, not daring to make a sound. That night, she brought home a little girl. Ignoring the pain all over my body, I begged for her forgiveness. "Mom, I'm sorry. Please don't throw me away. I swear I'll never eat another cake!" She slapped me across the face, but that wasn't enough to quench her anger. She tossed me into the big oven. "I'm not your mom! You love cakes so much? Stay in there and reflect on what you've done! You and your worthless dad both deserve to die!" After she slammed the door and stormed out, the little girl skipped over to the oven, grinning smugly as she hit the switch. "From now on, your mom is gonna be mine!" The oven kicked on, and the temperature began to rise. I smiled bitterly. At least this way, my mom could finally be happy.

Heavy BDSM content at your own risk. ⚠️ ‼️ ~Camila~ I sat across him with my legs crossed as i stared into those dark gray orbs that always seem to have me lost and lust in its depth. "When am I going to leave, Luciano?" I finally spoke, breaking the silence that had stretched since I'd entered his office. He said nothing for a moment, then stood up and walked towards me. He leaned in close, his elbows resting on the armrests of my chair, trapping me between him and the back of the chair. His thumb pressed lightly against my bottom lip, and my breath hitched. "Are you really asking me that, Gem?" He whispered, his voice a husky caress against my ear. His gaze was intense, and I felt a heat spread through my body. "You lost your freedom the day you stepped into my life, Gem." He continued, his breath warm against my skin. "And I'm afraid to say I can't let you go, never." I bit my lip, swallowing the lump in my throat. Despite the cool temperature of the room, I felt suffocated, the heat pooling in my lower pantie making it impossible to ignore his presence. He was right, I had lost my freedom the day I decided to sell my soul to this monster. He had killed the angel in me and made me his own little devil. Accepting Luciano and everything he did was dangerous, like signing my name on a contract to burn in hell for eternity. He was the demon that tortured me, the reason I was living in this gilded cage. Accepting Luciano and what he does was dangerous, it was like signing my eternity to burn in hell as long as he was the demon that tortured me...

My sister, Yvonne Jones, tried to murder the childhood friend of a rich heir in order to seduce him. Yvonne poisoned the woman's drink and pulled out her oxygen tube after she was sent to the hospital. When the rich heir arrived in a rush, Yvonne cried in his arms daintily. "I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. I failed to protect her." I witnessed everything in the ward but didn't say a word about it. In my previous lifetime, I stopped Yvonne from poisoning the woman. I knew the rich heir would never let her get away with it if he found out about it. Yvonne was forced to give up her plan and even praised me for my foresight. However, she ended up poisoning me instead and stabbed me in the heart with her dagger when I got dizzy. "This is your fault! Die! If you hadn't stopped me, Sean Graham would've been mine!" When I opened my eyes next, I had returned to the day of the poisoning.

After choosing to exile himself from the werewolf world rather than bow to the traitorous imposter of an Alpha, Enrique Sean came to the human world to find his god-daughter and true Alpha. For twenty-one years his search was futile until he mate his true and second chance mate. Tiana Mante, the second of two daughters was a different kind of woman; extremely protective and possessive of those she love and hold dear. Because of her tendency to give in to anger her parents rarely let her out. But not even her family can stop her once she set her mind to something. She knew she was different even before she turned eighteen. What she didn't know was that one interview would change her life forever. Would she be able to live with the secret behind her existence? Would she be able to fight the one man who sought to end her life so he could gain power? Sometimes retreating doesn't mean surrender. Join Tiana Mante on her adventure and journey to self-discovery.

Napatawa sina Yanah at Emerald sa akto ni Marian. Lasing na kasi ito. "Ayaw mo pa lang maputulan ng kaligayahan ang gagong Drix na iyon! Sinaktan ka na nga, may awa ka pa din!" Bulyaw ni Yanah. "Ba-liw ka ba! Mag-pa-pa-anak pa ako sa hi-nayu-pak na 'yon! Sa-ka ko iwan!" Napabunghalit si Marian ng tawa sa na isip. "Ay baliw! Lakas ng tupak mo, Mars! Mas malala ka pa pala sa amin ma-inlove!" Napapailing na sambit ni Emerald. "W-Walang ba-sha-gan ng t-trip!" Bulalas ni Marian. "What's happening here, Ladies!" Isang malamig na boses ang nagpalingon sa kanilang tatlo. "Kylle" "Sean" "D-Drix!" Sabay-sabay na bigkas nila ng sumulpot bigla sa harap nila ang tatlong mga greek god na seryoso na nakatingin sa kanila na walang kangiti-ngiti.

Sean McNally I'm the captain of the Irish Rabbits in Boston. We've been here a long time. The Russians are the interlopers. But they come with power and strength I can't hope to fight. I gotta get me some leverage in the form of Irina Dobrev, Bratva princess and the Pakhan's sister. A marriage between us would mean this war is over. I just have to kidnap her first and leave her with no choice. Irina Dobrev This war is tiresome especially since the Rabbits keep trying to ambush me everywhere I go. Now Roman, my brother and the Pakhan of the Boston Bratva, wants me to stay locked up in a safehouse. I don't even have my favorite sweat pants with me! I am not about this life. So I decide to take matters into my own hands and make a deal with the Irish. Anything to get them to stop chasing me all over town. This is book one of a series: The Bratva Chronicles. It ends in a cliffhanger.

Rain memeluk Zevran yang berbadan tegap dan bidang. Ia sangat suka dan tertarik dengan mata hazel milik direktur utama yang kaya raya dan memiliki pengaruh cukup besar di dunia. Namun, ia tahu bahwa Sean di belakangnya sakit hati melihat hal itu. Sementara itu, dari masa lalunya muncul Bhaskara, seorang pemuda yang pernah memiliki hubungan dekat dengan Rain yang ternyata menjadi kunci segala hal tentang masa lalu Rain dan Ibunya, serta masa lalu Zevran. Demi mengungkap siapa jati dirinya sebenarnya dan menemukan siapa yang tulus kepadanya, Rain harus menempuh sakit yang tak terkira dan kembali pada Bhaskara agar masa lalunya bisa terungkap. Lantas siapakah yang akan dipilih Rain? Dan bagaimana ia akan sembuh dari trauma dan luka masa lalunya? Bagaimana ia akan meredakan hujan dan badai yang berkecamuk di dalam hidupnya?

Yvanna Summer dreamed of marrying a billionaire as it was the only way she could think of she could be of help to her deprived family. Indeed she married one, Norman Paul dela Vega, who inherited his grandfather's multi-billion corporation. She endured her ruthless and cold-hearted mother-in-law and busy husband. Living with Norman for the past seven years, Yvanna kept her mouth shut despite the unfair treatment she received from everyone in the mansion. One morning, Norman came home from his one-week election campaign and handed her a duly signed divorce agreement. His reason? Yvanna failed to do her job being his wife. But that was not the case for her. She knew deep inside, that she was the wife material for every man. "Five million dollars for those who can give me the exact address of my wife's whereabouts!" He announced with conviction in the middle of his press conference. "Another five million dollars for those who can bring her to me alive and unscratched." Norman found her, wearing an elegant evening gown, and was the most gorgeous woman who joined the festival pageant. Without wasting a second of his time, Norman bought her flowering offer worth ten million dollars, in exchange, SAVING THE LAST DANCE for him. They got the chance to talk and claimed her to be his wife. Unfortunately, Yvanna remembers nothing about him. What would Norman do in this kind of situation?