Stand Out

Zayn Ulrich and I have dated for seven years. However, when he's prosecuted and sent to prison, I leave him without hesitation. I turn to his best friend instead. Now, Zayn is out of prison. He rises from the ashes and uses every means possible to force me into marrying him. Everyone says he truly loves me, but no one knows the truth. Every night after our wedding, he brings different women into our bed, not even sparing my own sister. This is his punishment for my so-called betrayal. What he doesn't know is that I risked my life to clear his name—I willingly walked into a mafia hideout and traded one kidney and half my liver for the key evidence that saved him. Unfortunately, my time is running out.

The day my mother brought her childhood sweetheart back to the villa, my father—who had already quit smoking—stood on the balcony and smoked through the entire night. Back then, his colleagues at the research institute all envied him for having a wife who was a CEO. They said he should have stayed home and enjoyed life—why work so hard outside when all he needed to do was keep a firm grip on the household finances? But my father never agreed. "Those things are all external," he would say. "As long as the feelings are still there, we'll be fine whether we're rich or poor. And if one day she no longer loves me, I'll leave with nothing and walk away alone." He never expected his words to become prophecy. My mother truly did stop loving him. Later, when she appeared before the media, arm in arm with that man, my father didn't look back. He boarded a flight overseas and disappeared from our lives. And as I stared at the photo in my social feed—my fiancée's hand entwined with someone else's—I knew it was time for me to leave too, just like my father had.

She wants nothing to do with him... He would be miserable without her. **** Meet Sophie Franklin, a fiercely independent fashion designer who lives in New York, and then there's Marcus Beadoux, a dashing prince with a secret. The two meet on an exotic island, sharing a passionate one-night stand, after which Sophie leaves without so much as a goodbye, unaware of each other's true identities. When they reunite in New York six months later, Marcus is engaged to another, and Sophie is tasked with designing his bride's dress. Sparks fly as they navigate the risky waters of forbidden love, keeping their past a secret from Marcus's fiancée, Sophie's family, and the ever-watchful eyes of the media. But what happens when they can no longer keep their relationship a secret anymore? When a heartbreaking revelation pushes Sophie into hiding, an unexpected discovery sets off a chain of events that will test their love to its limit. Will they triumph and overcome these challenges, or will it result in their downfall? Book 2 in the Franklin Sister Series.

Connor came back home drunk one midnight and had his way with one of the maids who they both secretly had feelings for each other. She got pregnant and despite being in a serious relationship with his lover, there was pressure to marry Nancy because of the unborn child as the Martins' do not abandon their flesh and blood. How will the duo who hate each other so much make this work?

“You want this,” Leo murmured, his thumb slowly tracing the nape of my neck. His face hovered dangerously close to mine, so close that I forgot how to breathe. A gasp escaped me when he pushed my dress higher, exposing my thighs as his hands settled between them. I turned my head away, trying to escape the intensity of his gaze, the way it seemed to see straight through me. “Your body says otherwise,” he said softly. His lips trailed down my neck, leaving a path of heat behind until they reached my bare chest. The sensation sent a sharp shiver down my spine. Goosebumps erupted across my skin as I inhaled sharply. I tried to speak, but the words refused to come. He had that effect on me. When his tongue brushed and sucked on my nipple, a soft moan escaped my lips before I could stop it. “You’re trembling,” he whispered against my skin. I shouldn’t be here. I should stay away from this man. But he had already worked his way into my thoughts, invading them every single day. My body betrayed me, responding to him in ways I couldn’t control. It was supposed to be one night. I swallowed, forcing the words out as his fingers rubbed my core, making me arch forward instinctively against him. “I don’t want you.” “Interesting,” Leo said lazily, his finger hooking lightly against the strap of my thong. “Because you’re still here.” My eyes fluttered closed as a wave of sensation rushed through me. I was lying, and he knew it. “We shouldn’t be doing this, Leo,” I whispered. He leaned closer, his voice low and steady. “Give me one good reason, and I’ll stop.” “Because… you’re my best friend’s fiancé.”

When the zombie apocalypse hit, pets leveled up into guardians. Three per person. That was the cap. My buddy dropped serious cash on three Caucasian Shepherds. My landlord dumped his fish and started raising crocodiles. My girlfriend bolted to the zoo and came back with a lion. Me? I had three strays. Bubba—blind. Missy—lame. Snowy—barely a month old. The second the system locked pet slots, I knew I was screwed. I barricaded myself inside with my three "broken" cats and kept my head down. Day one—fear. Day two—helpless. Day three—the cats strolled back in, tails up, dragging something I didn't recognize. Bubba looked at me. "Dad, I bit off every zombie head on the block. I'm solid, right?" I just stared.

This story has an adult activities that prohibited from minors 🔞 you can read this with your own risk. Ito ang kwento ng isang babae na niloko ng kan'yang kasintahan at ng isang lalaking na in love agad sa kan'ya nang una n'ya itong makita sa isang bar. Ang simula ng kanilang kwento ay nagsimula sa isang bar kung saan sila unang nagkasiping. Tunghayan ang kwento nila Frederick Santiago at Freya Fuentabella. Enjoy readings! Note: My work is not really perfect so expect those typological and grammatical errors inside sa story.

เมื่อแฟนหนุ่มที่คบกันมานาน หนีไปแต่งงานกับผู้หญิงที่คบซ้อน เพราะความเมาเมริสาจึงอยากมี One night stand กับใครสักคน “จูบฉันสิคะ คุณจะได้รู้ว่าฉันไม่ใช่ภูเขาน้ำแข็ง ฉันก็มีหัวใจ” พูดจบร่างบางก็เขย่งปลายเท้าขึ้น พยายามประกบริมฝีปากลงบนปากหนา เกื้อเบี่ยงหลบพร้อมกับดันเธอออกห่าง เมื่อเริ่มคุมตัวเองไม่อยู่เช่นกัน เขาก็แค่ผู้ชายคนหนึ่งที่มีเลือดเนื้อ สาวสวยมาอ่อยตรงหน้ามีหรือที่เขาจะไม่มีอารมณ์ “จูบสิคะจูบฉัน” ปากบางเผยออย่างรอคอย เธอก็อยากรู้เหมือนกันว่าจูบมันเป็นยังไง ยิ่งเป็นจูบที่ได้จากคนแปลกหน้ายิ่งทำให้เธอรู้สึกดี เพราะตอนนี้เมริสาอยากประชด เมื่อคนทั้งโลกรวมหัวกันรังแกเธอ “อย่าเม คุณไม่อยากทำแบบนี้หรอก” เกื้อเตือนสติแต่เหมือนว่าคนเมาจะไม่ยอมรับฟังอะไร ร่างบางดันเขาไปจนติดบาร์เครื่องดื่ม เขย่งปลายเท้าขึ้น เมื่อต้องการจูบกับเขา เกื้อมองริมฝีปากอิ่มตรงหน้า ก่อนจะกระแทกริมฝีปากลงมาอย่างแรง เมื่อเธออยากรู้เขาก็จะสอนให้ แต่จูบที่เธอจะได้รับมันจะไม่อ่อนหวาน แบบที่เขาเคยมอบให้คนอื่น เธอจะได้หลาบจำ วันหลังจะได้ไม่ไปร้องขอให้ใครมาจูบแบบนี้อีก

Setelah satu malam penuh gairah, Lynette Avelaine menjalin hubungan rahasia dengan Lake Maverick, laki-laki yang membuatnya jatuh hati pada pandangan pertama. Saat Lynette pikir dia telah berhasil memenangkan hati Lake, ia ditampar oleh kenyataan saat ia mendengar sendiri pembicaraan antara Lake dan sahabatnya. "Kapan kau akan menikah dengan Lynette? Kalian sudah menjalin hubungan selama delapan tahun." "Aku tidak akan menikahi anak haram." Lynette telah berada di angan-angannya terlalu lama, ia memutuskan untuk mengundurkan diri dari pekerjaannya sebagai asisten pribadi Lake, bersamaan dengan itu ia juga mengakhiri hubungannya dengan Lake. Akankah Lake membiarkan Lynette mengakhiri hubungan mereka dengan mudah?

I don't inform Hunter Nabb when I'm bitten by a rabid dog in the late stages of my pregnancy. Instead, I call the police. Why? Because he got into an accident when he hurried to me in my past life. It killed his junior. He was depressed for a day but quickly bounced back. He cared for me until I recovered. I thought the rumors of amorosity between him and his junior was just a figment of my imagination. However, the day I gave birth, he locked me in a cage, allowing a rabid dog to attack me and the baby. He looked down at me imperiously, his tone cold and ruthless. "You can trick everyone, but not me. Would a dog have bitten you if you hadn't provoked it? Do you know you killed Willow with your dirty tricks? She was pregnant with my child when she died!" When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to when the rabid dog bites me.