Short Poems About A Crush

At three months pregnant, I was diagnosed with an ectopic pregnancy. My husband, a doctor, was overwhelmed with worry, pulling every string he could to arrange surgery and remove the baby. "As long as you're okay, it doesn’t matter if we don’t have our own child. We can always adopt. I can't lose you, Evelyn!" Heartbroken, I blamed myself for being useless, for failing to carry our child, and for disappointing my husband. But then, I accidentally saw his chat messages with another woman on the phone. "Don’t worry, I already told her she had an ectopic pregnancy." "I’ll have her sign the adoption papers soon, then find a way to bring you into our home." "Asher is my only son. I will make sure he inherits everything I have!" That was when I realized that the husband I loved so deeply had long since built another family behind my back.

Eight years after my boyfriend’s mom made us break up, that strong-willed, wealthy woman suddenly showed up again. “After you left, Nigel’s hair turned white overnight. He’s been in and out of mental hospitals so many times… “Please, come back. If you don’t, he might die!” I touched the scar on my forehead and gave a bitter smile. “But I’m no longer young or pretty.” She got on her knees and begged, “If you come back, I’ll give you ten million to help pay for your mom’s treatment, no matter what happens.” For my sick mom, I decided to return to Nigel Jefferson. “But now that I’m no longer pretty… would he still love me?”

The day Stella Jameson was released early from prison for good behavior, my husband Samuel Xenos, who was always so calm and collected, lost control. He did everything he could to please Stella in her bed. He said that our marriage was nothing but fake. He never had any real feelings for me. And that lawsuit, for which he risked his life to win for me three years ago, was nothing but a complete setup. [Zara, the man you love most is just my dog. He comes whenever I call. He has always been like this. He’s no different from Victor back then.] That was the message Stella sent me to taunt me. I wiped my tears and prepared a big surprise for them.

BLURB: 18+ Explicit Content Reader Discretion Strongly Advised Content Warnings: This collection contains graphic sexual content, dubcon, age-gap, taboo relationships, religious roleplay, rough scenes, and explicit adult language. If you're sensitive to dark, controversial, or boundary-pushing themes, this is not the book for you. Some cravings are whispered in secret. Others are too twisted, too forbidden, to ever say out loud. Until now. Sinful Fantasies is a collection of sinful, unapologetic erotic tales where the rules don't apply and the boundaries are meant to be broken. Step into a world where the lines between right and wrong blur in the heat of passion. From priests who can't stay celibate to stepbrother who can't say no, each story is a slow fall into deliciously dark temptation. They're off-limits, They're wrong, And they're exactly what you've been aching for. Indulge the fantasies you’re not supposed to have.

Quentin Quandt—Shane Fuchner's uncle—killed himself. After he died, someone found a drawer stuffed with unsent love letters. Every single one had my name on it. So when life hit rewind and Mom asked if I wanted to marry Shane, my childhood friend, I said no. I picked Quentin. Here's the thing—I got reborn. Last time, I chose Shane. Huge mistake. He was hardly ever home after we got married. And when I started bleeding from a miscarriage, he ditched me because Ceryn Schuck—his first love—texted, [The power's out and I'm scared.] He didn't even hesitate. I died that night. So did the baby. And Shane? He didn't cry. Just whined that my death ruined his vacation plans with her. Then I woke up—right back at the moment Mom asked who I wanted to marry...

At my graduation ceremony, I finally gathered the courage to confess my feelings to my longtime crush. But before I could, I was hit by a car. When I opened my eyes again, he was standing right in front of me with a frigid glare. "You're awake? Perfect. Then let's discuss our divorce." I blinked at him, completely dazed. Divorce? Wait—what? I hadn't even confessed yet. How on earth had this turned into a divorce?

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.

My husband, Landon Hart, lost a truth-or-dare round, so he carries out the punishment by making out passionately with his secretary, Amelia Colton, in my car. They've gone so far as to leave stains of their coupling on my son's booster seat. After Amelia sends me the video clip of them making out, I forward it to Landon right away. "Are you about to file for bankruptcy, Mr. Hart? What, are you only capable of cheating on me in my car?" Landon sends me an audio message. His tone carries a hint of satisfaction—clearly, he's done having his fun. "This is just a business alliance between us. Do you seriously think I'm your actual husband? It's just a dare! What, are you too prim and proper for games now?" I just chortle coldly in return. Well then, I'll make Landon understand that he should pay the price for doing something he's not supposed to do.

Cherry Lyn Moreau, at the peak of her acting career, has finally tasted the sweet fruits of five years of relentless hard work. Her star is on the rise, her future a dazzling expanse of red carpets and flashing lights. But one reckless night, fueled by champagne and a devastating heartbreak, shatters her carefully constructed world. A single, drunken mistake with a stranger leaves her facing an unexpected pregnancy that threatens to derail everything she's fought so hard for. As whispers and rumors spread, Cherry's growing career drops, leaving her grappling with the devastating consequences of her actions—a shattered dream, a hidden secret, and a life that completely changed.

Isang salita para ilarawan si Leah Olaer: Mataba. At dahil sa kanyang matabang katawan, nagtaksil ang kanyang fiancé na si Kyle at ang babaeng pinagtaksilan siya ay tinawag siyang ugly fat duckling. Hindi lang puso niya ang nasaktan kundi pati ang pride niya bilang isang babae. Kaya naman nang gabing nalaman niya na niloloko lang siya ng kaniyang fiancé, pumunta siya sa isang bar at nilunod niya ang sarili sa alak. That night, Leah was so down, hurt, in pain and depressed, then she came across Achilles Williams. Ang gwapong lalaki na walang kahihiyang hinalikan siya sa harap ng maraming tao. Sa sobrang kalasingan niya, naulit ang halik na nauwi sa mainit na pagtatalik. Saka lang niya narealize na mali ang ginawa niya ng magising siya kinabukasan at wala na ang kalasingan niya. So Leah did the most reasonable thing to do. Tumakas siya. At napatunayan ni Leah na ang kasabihang 'Kahit anong iwas mo, ang kapalaran ay hahabulin ka.' Dahil kahit saan siya tumakbo, naroon si Achilles at naghihintay sa kanya para akitin siya. Maniniwala ba siyang iba si Achilles sa manloloko niyang fiancé? Hahayaan ba niya ang puso na mahalin ang isang makisig at guwapong lalaki na alam niyang hindi bagay sa kagaya niyang ugly fat duckling? O babaguhin niya ang sarili niya para maging bagay siya rito?