Some Nights I Wake Up Cashing In My Bad Luck

I'm hospitalized after a car accident that nearly costs me my leg. Meanwhile, my fiancé is too busy in the room next door taking care of his first love. She's only faking a sprained ankle. From that same room, I hear Johan Rivera's mocking voice. "Raelyn? She's just a pawn the old man picked for a political marriage. She's not even good enough to be your stand-in." In that moment, something in me finally breaks. I watch the news coverage of a rising business star who's surrounded by reporters and flashing cameras. He's also my childhood friend who has pursued me for ten years. I calmly send him a message. "Christian, does your offer for a contract marriage still stand?"

On the day we were supposed to get our marriage license, Michael Robertson ghosted. I sat outside the County Clerk's Office for hours. Instead of him, I got a pic from his secretary, Kallie Clunt. She was in his lap, arms wrapped around him, making out like it was the hottest scene in a drama. [Sorry, Elsa. Michael said he had to comfort my broken heart. You don't mind, do you?] When I asked him about it, he just looked annoyed. "She gave me blood once. What's the big deal if I hang out with her? Can't you be a little more understanding?" My stomach dropped. I turned away and called his older brother. "Leon, do you still want to marry me?"

"Kiss me," he ordered, not taking his eyes off of her. "Why? Is she coming this way?" Kelsey asked, trying to look behind him but his warm, big hands caught her face and he leaned into her. "Yes, now kiss me." And she did. As he leaned in, she rose to the balls of her feet to accommodate the discrepancies in their heights and their lips met. He ravished her lips, pinning her against the locker and deepening their kiss. Her eyes widened and she tried pushing him away. They had a deal and kissing her the way he did was not part of it. The next second he pulled away, a mischievous smirk was on his face. "She was not coming. I lied." He gave her one last look before walking away. * * * The day Kelsey's world collapsed, she knew she'd do what it took to get over the humiliation, even if that meant she had to blackmail the notorious boy, Flynn Ascott. The day his biological mother stepped into his school and begged him to give his family a chance, Flynn knew his life was about to change for good. He just did not realize that it would involve a five-foot-two strawberry blonde with a head as stubborn as a stone. Could two broken people heal each other? * * * This is the story of Flynn aka Tyler Vincent's twin brother who was given away and raised by the famous Ascott family? Part of "The Bad Nerd Boy" Series. You can check out Tyler's completed story "The Bad Nerd Boy" here in GoodNovel.

Morgan Drake is a 2nd year resident at Sangela City Regional Hospital grappling with depression and addiction, following some recent stressful life events. Disillusioned with his work and current life situation, he is forced to take a trip where he encounters a mysterious s woman: the strong-willed, beautiful and intimidating Maddison Silva whom he is immediately drawn to. An introspective look reveals that he is inadequate for her, which leaves him with two choices: give up on her or put the broken pieces of his life back together. Which option does he choose? If its the latter, who is he changing for? More importantly, if he can get his life together, will she accept him?

Angkasa kembali setelah sekian tahun meninggalkan Ashlesha dengan mengambil posisi guru di sekolah gadisnya. Setelah berjuang mengobati sendiri sakit hatinya dan dengan kehadiran seorang Revaldo di sisinya, Ashlesha sendiri tidak yakin untuk lantas menerima ajakan menikah Angkasa.

I don't know how it happened. One minute I'm living an extremely lonely life and all it takes is getting lost to change all of that. But, change is good, right? Yeah, if you take the fact that I was entrusted with the most adorable little girl as good. Throw in a reunion with a twin brother that I haven't seen in years and a gang of bad boys to the pile and all is peachy keen. As complicated as it seems, there's more. Now, I have to keep a certain mystery boy away from me for my own sake. I have to deal with a brother that thinks these bad boys are his new best friends. And on top of all of that, someone's after me. Forget the fact that this is senior year. Why can't I just be Khloe Mason, an uncoordinated mess of fandoms. Now, I'm The Bad Boy's...What?

"You are mine, Princess. For the next two months, I own this body and you will not give it out to any other man. I own every fucking inch of this body." Dante trailed her boob with the flogger. * Mireille had been a good girl all her life, sheltered by her protective brother until he goes on a three months travel. Mireille has to stay with his best friend whom she last saw in highschool. Mireille thinks she would finally be free from her brother's protectiveness but she turns out to be wrong as her brother's best friend is a worse version of her brother... Protective and possessive. Mireille wants to hate him but it seems to be impossible to hate a man as hot as Dante Romano. Hot, sexy and a billionaire mafia boss, Dante wants to make Mireille nothing more than his best friend's sister but it seems impossible with the heat that runs through their bodies with their every contact. She is his innocent princess and she is supposed to remain so but when lust pulls her close, she becomes his woman, his possession, the Bad Boy's Princess. But there are many more secrets lurking around, secrets insistent on pulling Mireille out of her innocent lifestyle. Note: This book contains mature scenes including violent scenes and plenty of explicit sexual scenes.

The day my husband left the country on a business trip with his assistant, I learned—by sheer accident—that his archenemy was plotting revenge overseas. Without a second thought, I raced to the airport and stopped him from boarding the plane. But his assistant went ahead, alone. And over there, she was killed brutally. Not a trace of her remains was ever found. When my husband received the news, he fell apart. Wracked with guilt, eaten alive by remorse, he spiraled into a relentless, violent mania. In the past three years, I'd been in and out of hospitals more times than I could count because of him. And this time, he pushed me so far—I lost our child. Then I overheard a conversation between him and his secretary. "Sir, Casey is still alive. Why keep pretending you're sick? Aren't you afraid your wife will find out and leave you?" "Leave me? What right does she have to be angry?" He laughed coldly. "If she hadn't stopped me from going abroad, Casey would've never been lured away by that bastard. Everything Linda's suffering now—she brought it on herself."

“โต้งชอบมิริน” “มิรินขอบใจนะที่โต้งมีความรู้สึกดีๆ ให้ แต่ว่าเราเป็นพี่น้องกันดีกว่าเนอะ” คำพูดฟังดูดีแต่ผมกลับไม่ได้รู้สึกดีเลยสักนิด “ทำไม" “จะต้องให้พูดตรงๆ ใช่ไหมถึงจะเข้าใจ” “ก็พูดมาดิ” ผมเริ่มขึ้นเสียงใส่ “โต้งยังเด็กเกินไป แค่นี้ยังควบคุมอารมณ์ตัวเองไม่ได้เลย หัดใจเย็นซะบ้าง” เหตุผลแค่นี้เองเหรอ ห่างกันแค่ปีเดียวมันจะอะไรกันนักหนาว่ะ “เหตุผลแค่นี้เหรอ” ผมจ้องหน้ามิรินไม่วางตา “พี่ชอบคนที่มีวุฒิภาวะสูงกว่าพี่และมีความเป็นผู้นำ” “ชอบคนแก่ว่างั้น” ผมเดินเข้าชิดตัวแสดงความกวนตีนใส่มิรินนิดๆ “ไม่มีไรแล้วพี่กลับก่อนนะ” มิรินหันหลังให้เตรียมจะเดินหนี “บอกว่าไง... อย่างแทนตัวเองว่าพี่” ผมพูดย้ำอีกครั้ง “ฉันเป็นพี่นาย..” มิรินเดินกลับมายัดช่อดอกไม้ใส่มือผมพร้อมกับพูดย้ำชัดถึงสถานะระหว่างผมกับเธอ ใจร้ายไปแล้วนะ อย่าให้ถึงทีผมบ้างก็แล้วกัน เธอไม่รอดแน่ มิริน...

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