Silly Synonym Positive Novels & Stories

Damon McCartny Becket is a young, serious and intimidating CEO of McCompany. Everyone fears him because of his rough attitude. Felicity Centola is a vibrant, fierce and vocal woman, who applied for a job as a secretary of McCompany. When Damon got to meet Felicity Centola, his half-dead heart unexpectedly beats frantically. Even though he thinks that they can't seem to have a good and peaceful relationship with each other, he still hired Miss Centola. For his personal reason. Their relationship is like a cat and a dog. They're always fighting over something, and stand for what they think is right based on their own judgments. As a short time passes by. Damon McCartny, quickly falls in love with Felicity. Love grows unexpectedly between the two. But life is not always happy nor always a positive one. Because a shocking revelation will cause a havoc to their almost perfect relationship. Damon's past would stir up his future. " I love you, Felicity!" " No, maybe you just loved the idea of me pretending to be your ex-fiancé " I didn't know that Loving Mr. CEO would be this hard for me. Will the two of them still end up together? Despite of their bruise relationship. Is their love enough to mend their broken heart?

“You’re nothing without me, Emery.” “You’re just a stupid orphan, with a silly life and you’ll always be caught in the crossfire. Wolfless. Unwanted. You're a body to satisfy me when I need it.” ~~~~~~~~~~ Emery has always known herself as the reject. Despite being the Alpha King’s mate she has to watch him marry someone else because unlike her, she has a wolf. His bride is the daughter of a famous Alpha and a prosperous pack. Unlike her, she won’t bring disgrace to him by being his Luna. The reality of the truth Emery would have ignored stares her right in the face and as she’s to be shipped into exile, Nikolai’s new bride sends for her life. Left with no other option Emery flees into the woods and passes out at the feet of a mysterious stranger. As time goes on she realizes she’s just been thrust into the midst of something more dangerous than she could ever imagine. And with an even more dangerous secret of her own too. She’s pregnant with Nikolai’s child, so fleeing her now rejected mate isn’t all she has to do. Will Emery break like she’s always been told she will? And will Nikolai, relentless in his want for Emery, finally see that the woman he wants will not be at his side as a slave, but as his equal, no matter the consequence?

For seven years, Camille Stone loved her husband quietly. She loved him through the late nights, the forgotten anniversaries, the empty side of the bed, and the growing silence that slowly swallowed their marriage whole. To the world, billionaire CEO Ethan Stone adored his wife. They were Manhattan’s golden couple — elegant, powerful, untouchable. But behind closed doors, Camille became invisible. So when rumors begin spreading about Ethan and his stunning executive consultant, Vivian Laurent, Camille tells herself not to believe them. Until a silly mistake from Ethan exposes everything she thought she knew. Heartbroken after years of emotional neglect, Camille does the one thing Ethan never sees coming — she files for divorce and quietly slips the papers into his business contracts. Distracted and emotionally distant, Ethan signs them without ever realizing he’s agreeing to end his marriage. But the night Camille finally tells him they’re getting divorced, something shifts. For the first time in years, Ethan notices. Now the billionaire who took his wife for granted is forced to watch her walk away while dangerous secrets, hidden betrayals, and devastating truths begin unraveling around them. And when Ethan finally confesses that not everything Camille believed was a lie, it’s already too late. Or maybe… Just late enough to destroy them both.

When I was 18, I was abducted and assaulted. Leonardo Ferrante stormed into the hideout with explosives strapped to his body and saved me. As a result, he lost a leg. After getting a prosthetic, he gently wiped away my tears and comforted me. "Don't be silly, Camilla Marino. It's just one leg. Why are you crying over this? I said I will protect you for a lifetime. I won't break my promise." After that, he even risked his life to take revenge for me. No one in the whole wide world dared to provoke me. I once thought I would stay happy like this forever... until his mistress, Vittoria Greco, hands me an invitation to their engagement banquet. "Do you really think he will marry an assaulted woman like you? Leonardo says you're rotten inside and out. Only I deserve to marry him. We're getting engaged next week. Make sure you come join us for the celebration." I stare at the fancy font on the invitation. Then I swing it backhand and slap her across the face 100 times until she bleeds. After that, I have my men call Leonardo. "I will make a bet with you. If you win, you can take your mistress away. But if you lose, I will claim her life!"

She was the first girl. In the all boys boarding school. And also happened to be placed with the demon himself. After being blamed for her father's death and her mother's drug addiction, her mother decides to send her off for good in a boarding school. Due to some mistakes in the gender part and no placement available in girls school, she was placed in Oaklawn Academy, the all boys boarding school. She expected there will so much awkwardness, she will be made fun off, no one will be friends with her, she will be embarrassed and bullied, everyone will judge her and what not. However, she didn't expect to fall for the demon. Oh but she did. She fell hard. Little did she know, the demon loves her as well. Watch this story unfold as the angel and the demon both experience their first love. TRIGGER WARNING : Mentions and descriptions of abuse, slight eating problems, and may contain a little violence. This the only tw alert and will be none inside the novel. -------------- "But I have always love you angel, since the moment I laid my eyes on you in the elevator as you sneaked glances of me thinking I didn't notice but I did, I noticed each and everything, every silly little thing you do and everything you say. I am absolutely and utterly in love with you Angel and only you. You're my first love and will always be" ------------- My Socials Fb : https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100069959992913 Instagram : @_maia_june_

(My fiancé cheated on me, so I made a plan to get back at him by cheating with his father) “Who do you belong to, baby girl? Me or Finn?” He buried his face between her legs. “You! I… belong to you… Daddy!” Maisie cried out ecstatically. “Ugh… so good.” He grunted. “You look so… good when… I touch you, Pet!” Becoming the submissive pet of her father-in-law was her twisted plan to get revenge on her fiancé, Finn, for cheating on her. She had vowed, "I'll fuck his father as much as I want for what he did to me. Then, I'll marry Finn, make him watch me fuck his father, and divorce him." It was a clear plan, one meant to mess with both Finn and his father. But she had no idea that this would spark an unending obsession from Rafael Caruso—her father-in-law, a secret mafia don, a man nobody dared to cross. "I was never a part of your silly games, baby girl," Rafael growled, his voice dripping with authority. "I wanted you even before Finn. You are my submissive pet. You signed the damn contract, and you will do as I fucking say." He gripped her hand, pinning her to the wall. "I will keep you as long as I want, for as the contract stands. You belong to me! There's no escape!”

Five years ago, I lost my memory in a car accident. Eira Jones had claimed she was my beloved. She saved me, cared for me, and we naturally got married. For five years, I managed every aspect of our home for her. As I tended to her every need with unwavering devotion, I was convinced I was the happiest husband in the world. But as I was about to tidy up the study, I overheard Eira and her childhood sweetheart talking. “Eira, these past five years, Vedran Clarus has been utterly devoted to you. He just hasn’t chewed your food for you! I’m getting jealous.” Eira kissed his cheek affectionately. “Silly boy, those chores are his responsibility. I’d never let you do them.” Furious, I burst through the door and accused Reed Harris of being a shameless homewrecker. But to my shock, he showed his marriage certificate to Eira. He declared that I was the third wheel in their relationship. As we shoved each other about, my head slammed into the bookshelf, and my memories returned. Apparently, I was the sole heir to the city’s wealthiest, the Grant family. I watched as Eira ranted accusations at me, and the fair-faced, pretty boy in her arms feigned hurt. I turned and dialed my childhood sweetheart’s number. “Elena Gibson, your fiance is being bullied!”

This is an Urban Adult-Sweet Romance story. If you were sick with the typically CEO's stories out there, then this one could be your cup of tea. Phoebe Amaya Breslin hates her boss so much until the bone. Frankly, she hated anyone related to the Levanchois family. She was forced to do other tasks unrelated to her contract. Meanwhile, her colleagues in the office try to bully her into the office political games. Well, enough is enough! She decided to take revenge on all of them before leaving that "hellish" company. Until fate brought her to meet one of the most powerful men in the Levanchois clan, he is even more powerful than her evil former boss. Oh, Nooo!! Could she free herself from the Levanchois? You guys should be in a hurry to help her find a way out before she is trapped furthermore in their silly games and endless attempts to dominate each other. "You must sign this contract, or else your company name will be threatened again by a bunch of evidence in my hands." —Phoebe Amaya Breslin "Well, then. You have to sign a contract with me too. We should be fair in this business. You get what you want, so do I." —Samuel Clark Levanchois —Sign Your Love Contract With Me, and I'm definitely going to get you in a way you never imagined before!—

"She will come back," she promised. "She just needs time to sort her head out." "Not her heart?" The dry distinction made Charley wince. "I'm sure she loves you," she persisted. "She's just not ready to commit to marriage." If you just give her time, then I— Black eyebrows with a fascinating silken gloss gave her a curious look. "Are you actually standing there, Miss Jones, suggesting that I should wait for Adelina to sort her head out?" Well, was she? Lifting her chin, "If you love her—yes," she insisted. "Then you are a romantic fool because it is not going to happen." He moved suddenly, straightening away from the desk. "There is a wedding arranged for next Saturday morning, and I intend to make sure that it goes ahead." Without a bride? Charley stared at him. "You mean—you're going to find her and drag her back to marry you?" A silly kind of laugh left her throat at the very image of Adelina being dragged by this man down the church aisle, kicking and screaming. ‘No.’ Reaching behind him, his long fingers picked Adelina's letter up again—this time to fold it with slow, neat precision. "I mean to replace her with someone else."I want reparation for being taken for an idiot, and if that means putting you in Adelina's wedding dress and marrying you in her place, then that is what is going to happen."

After I landed a five-million-dollar contract and saved the company from financial collapse, my CEO wife wrapped me in an excited embrace and said she wanted to have a baby with me. She took out her phone and showed me a virtual baby on an app she had just signed up for. "Look, honey," she said. "Isn't it adorable? You can even change how it looks. Do you like it? Once things settle down at the company, we can have a real one." That night, I came across a post by her male secretary on social media. It was a photo of a positive pregnancy test, with my wife's figure visible in the background. I did not comment. I just liked the post. When my wife noticed, she panicked and called me immediately. "Honey, it's not what you think. Please listen to me! I wanted to surprise you. The baby is yours! "Can you clear things up on social media for everyone? I promise I'll give you a child of your own soon." She insisted the baby was mine, yet she seemed to have forgotten that we had not shared a bed in six months. "End the pregnancy," I said. "We're finished."